After everyone cheered for a long time, the man writing upstairs suddenly stopped and slowly stood up.
When everyone below saw this, they yelled crazily and kept shouting "Mu Zhixin".
Facing the cheers of the crowd, the man showed a gentle smile and walked to the railing on the third floor.
Miss Shen looked up and saw a man in his thirties, with a thin build and a handsome face.
The great talent Mu Yong also looked politely at the people below, trying to catch everyone's eye.
After looking at each other for a while, he gently raised his hand.
As soon as he raised his hand, the place below instantly became quiet.
Then, another person walked out from beside him, picked up the paper on the table, and walked to the railing.
Seeing this, Miss Shen asked:
"What is this for?"
Cui'er said: "Of course I want to read the new poems written by Mu Zhixin!"
"Won't Mu Zhixin read it himself?"
"Mu Zhixin is great at writing poems, but when it comes to reading them, the person next to him listens better."
Cui'er was very familiar with this kind of thing and explained it to Miss Shen.
Just as he was talking, he saw the man upstairs holding the paper in his hand and starting to read:
"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is blowing softly, looking at the spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy.
In the dim light of the grass-colored smoke, I couldn’t say who would lean on the fence..."
The person who reads it has a long and melodious voice, and the person who listens is intoxicated.
While I was immersed in it, a gust of wind suddenly blew by and the paper in my hand flew away.
The reader quickly reached out to grab it, but it was too late, and the paper fell downwards.
Seeing this, Mu Yong, who was standing aside, opened his mouth and continued to recite to make amends:
"I want to get drunk with the madness, and sing to the wine, and the strong music is still tasteless..."
Just as he was about to continue reading this poem, he heard a female voice below:
"The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of Yi."
Mu Yong was a little surprised when he heard the sound. He looked down and saw that it was a woman holding the paper that had been dropped just now, reading the last two sentences.
When everyone in the audience heard the entire first line, they suddenly burst into earth-shattering cheers.
Some people kept repeating the sentence "The clothes are getting wider and wider, but you will never regret it, and you will feel haggard because of the beauty."
Many people burst into tears on the spot, and some people saw that the woman was holding an authentic handwriting by Mu Yong, and some were crazy about trying to snatch it away.
Seeing this, Mu Yong upstairs quickly shouted:
"Slow down, slow down! Don't rush into that girl!"
The person holding the paper was none other than Miss Shen.
It was a coincidence that the gust of wind blew the paper, and it fell into her hands impartially.
Because I was so absorbed in listening to the poetry, after taking the paper, I subconsciously read it out, and this was how I got to the current situation.
Muyong's shouting was still effective. The women who originally wanted to grab the paper took into account their image in front of this great talent and stopped moving forward.
They just looked at the piece of paper, as if they were staring at some rare treasure.
Mu Yong said upstairs: "It's not convenient for me to go down and get the paper right now. Please ask the girl to bring the paper up!"
After hearing this, everyone in the audience looked at Miss Shen with jealousy.
Miss Shen was very surprised. She looked at the paper in her hand, at Mu Yong upstairs, and at Ye Ming...
On the other hand, Cui'er next to her heard the sound and was extremely excited. She took her hand and went upstairs.
Seeing that they were very close, the gatekeeper didn't stop Cui'er and let the two of them go up.
Seeing this, the Thief Saint said with amusement:
"What is Mu Zhixin? He only has two eyes and one nose. What's so strange about that?"
Since everyone was temporarily quiet now, as soon as these words came out, they were immediately heard by many people around them.
When several women heard this, they glared at the Thief Saint, as if they wanted to eat people.
Seeing this, the Thief Saint shrank his neck and dared not speak any more.
Ye Ming looked at Xiaolou with a smile on his face, not knowing what he was laughing at.
Cui'er pulled Miss Shen all the way up to the third floor. After turning around the stairs of the last floor, she saw at close range the person most respected by women today, Mu Yong and Mu Zhixin.
Muyong also looked at the two people who came up.
Cui'er was attracted by Duke Shou and took her as his concubine, so her beauty was not bad. It could even be said that because of her well-dressed appearance, she was even prettier than Miss Shen who was wearing coarse linen clothes.
It's just that Muyong has seen too many beautiful women and is not attracted to her.
Miss Shen, on the other hand, was obviously dressed in ordinary clothes, which could even be said to be a deduction, but her temperament was calm. She stood there very calmly and did not express any very excited emotions.
Muyong is very aware of his own fame. The more noble people are, the more they admire him.
Although the woman in front of her was dressed in ordinary clothes, her temperament and fair hands showed that she was definitely not a woman from a mountain village.
It is obviously impossible for an ignorant mountain village woman to be literate.
When Miss Shen saw this Mu Zhixin, she was actually not at peace in her heart. However, after experiencing the demon slaying in Sui Lake, she had already developed the ability to be calm and indifferent to her emotions and anger, which was not apparent from her appearance.
"Muyong has met two girls."
Mu Yong took the initiative to salute very thoughtfully.
Miss Shen also returned the gift calmly.
Only Cui'er looked confused and a little panicked.
Miss Shen took two steps forward, handed out the paper in her hand, and sent it to Mu Yong:
"Return this thing to Mr. Mu."
Muyong took it politely:
"Thank you girl."
After getting the paper back, Cui'er hurried forward and asked Mu Yong a lot of questions, as if she wanted to know all the eighteen generations of her ancestors.
After Muyong frowned slightly, he patiently answered some questions that could be answered.
Miss Shen smiled slightly when she saw that this man was still patiently replying despite being very annoyed.
This person really doesn't have the arrogance and arrogance of ordinary celebrities.
Compared with the arrogant talents in history who were not even looked down upon by the emperor, this one is really kind and kind.
After Mu Yong communicated with Cui'er for a while, he heard from people around him that everyone below him seemed dissatisfied when he showed up again after not seeing him for a long time.
Hearing this, Mu Yong originally wanted to invite the two of them to go down.
Seeing that Cui'er didn't want to go down, and because he had a good impression of Miss Shen, he invited the two girls to sit in the back room on the third floor.
You can clearly see Muyong's every move from the inner position, which can be said to be the best viewing position.
Hearing this, Cui'er happily pulled Miss Shen to sit inside.
Afterwards, Muyong was seen standing in front of the railing on the third floor again and began to communicate with the people below.
In fact, it just means answering a few questions and discussing a pair of poems with some literati.
These things are actually very common, but they fascinated the group of women below.
Miss Shen sat in the back room and couldn't help but nod when she saw how seriously Mu Yong dealt with the situation at hand.
She had read all the poems written by this man and had always been curious about them.
When she saw it today, she was not disappointed.
After communicating with the people below for a long time, Muyong announced that the poetry meeting was over.
After everyone heard this, they slowly left here without feeling satisfied.
Mu Yong came to the inner room, exchanged a few words with Miss Shen politely, and asked her name.
Afterwards, he took out the piece of paper on which he had written the poem before, handed it to Miss Shen and said:
"Thank you for what you have just done. I originally wanted to give this poem to Miss Shen directly, but I saw too many people and was afraid that it would cause unnecessary disturbance to the girl, so I said the words of return.
Now that everyone has dispersed, this word is given to the girl. "
Miss Shen was very surprised when she saw this. She stretched her hand forward a little, then took it back, shook her head and said:
"Xinmu appreciates Mr. Mu's kindness, but such an authentic work is so precious that Xinmu may not be able to bear it."
Hearing this, Mu Yong said softly:
"To me, these poems are nothing more than being written as soon as I pick up the pen.
It’s just a few words, but the person in front of you is important..."
When Miss Shen saw what he said, she blushed a little. After all, she was in front of someone she admired, so it was inevitable that she would act like a child.
On the other hand, Cui'er's eyes almost widened when she saw the paper.
Seeing Miss Shen still refusing, I really wanted to snatch her away.
Ms. Shen finally accepted the poem.
Muyong gave her the paper and smiled. After saying a few words to her, he sent her downstairs.
At this time, there were only a few people left in the courtyard outside.
When the Thief Saint saw the two women coming down, he immediately looked at them.
Seeing that both of them were neatly dressed and there was nothing wrong with them, I was relieved.
However, the look he looked at Mu Yong was still not very friendly.
Cui'er didn't notice his gaze and reluctantly waved goodbye to Mu Yong.
Miss Shen walked up to Ye Ming, called "brother", folded the paper in her hand and put it into her sleeve.
After leaving the yard, Cui'er was still very excited and took Miss Shen to chat about Mu Yong.
The Thief Saint walked behind the two of them, and when he heard what Cui'er said, his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Seeing this, Ye Ming smiled slightly and patted him on the shoulder:
"Lao Bai, relax, you are almost turning into Lao Hei."
When the Thief Saint heard this, he pointed at the top of his head very angrily and whispered:
"If this continues, you may not know when I will turn into an old green!"
Hearing this, Ye Ming laughed:
"You have to have some confidence in this person of yours, she will be fine."
"I think the problem is serious~~"
The Thief Saint muttered, "It smells very strong."
Ye Ming put his arm around his shoulders and said:
"Are you living in seclusion here now? It just so happens that my little sister and I haven't found a place to live yet, so we're going to stay at your house for a few days. What do you think?"
The Thief Saint pursed his lips, pointed at the two women who looked like sisters in front of him and said:
"Even if you don't tell me, this guy of mine will take you there."
The Thief Saint couple lived in a wealthy and fringe area of the city, with a single-family yard and a good location.
In his words, in these troubled times, it is not easy to live in seclusion. You still need to occasionally do something in your profession to supplement your family income.
Anyway, if those big families lose a little bit, it’s not a big deal.
After returning home, Cui'er chatted with Miss Shen while getting busy in the kitchen.
This person's cooking skills are quite good, and the dishes he makes are full of flavor and delicious.
After dinner, Cui'er looked at the Thief Saint who had taken off his disguise and revealed his true appearance, and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied.
"It doesn't look like it, not at all!"
The original appearance of the Thief Saint was pretty good, and he could even pick up guests at the Chu Pavilion. Seeing Cui'er say this, he said in confusion:
"What doesn't look like it?"
"You look nothing like Mu Zhixin!"
Pirate Saint:......
At this moment, the Thief Saint wanted to kill someone. He wanted to cut Mu Yong into pieces with a thousand cuts, crush him bit by bit, and throw him into a latrine to soak for decades.
Thief Sheng, who was sulking a little and immersed in eating, suddenly heard Cui'er say again:
"Although it doesn't look like it, who makes you my man? You look okay, you can live with it."
When the Thief Saint heard this, he couldn't help but look at her.
When Cui'er saw him looking over, she suddenly smiled and took out an amulet from her sleeve:
"I exchanged a set of the collector's edition of "Mu Zhixin's Collected Works" for this today with a noble lady. I heard that this amulet is magical and invulnerable to all evil. For the sake of accompanying me today, I will give it to you. ”
Seeing the amulet handed over by Cui'er, Thief Saint was at a loss for a moment and a little dumbfounded.
It was only Ye Ming next to him who slapped him on the back of the head that made him react.
"Oh, thank you, madam, thank you, madam."
At this moment, all grievances and dissatisfactions were completely dissipated...
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