Su Xing saw them peeking and immediately blocked the content with paper.
They were a little panicked, fearing that Su Xing would be angry. They kept winking and wanted to apologize, but Su Xing ignored them.
They were anxious and sad.
After two cups of tea, Su Xing finished writing. Seeing that his handwriting was passable, he nodded with satisfaction.
Today is different from the past. Although he is not a master of calligraphy, he still practices diligently. He used the Dark Dragon Stealing Time Technique to enter a dream and practice music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Otherwise, he would have broken through to the late stage of Qi training.
He wrote three poems in total, all signed by Chen Xing'er on a certain day of a certain year and month.
He stacked the three poems together in order, and then wrote another note on top. The main message was that he didn't know what style Sister Su San liked, so he wrote two more poems, hoping that her sister wouldn't be offended.
Ning Yu also finished writing, and several followers started criticizing it.
"The rain beats the pear blossoms behind closed doors. I forget my youth and miss my youth."
"good!"
"Who cares about pleasure? I feel ecstasy under the flowers and under the moon. "
"wonderful!"
"The eyebrows are full of sorrow, and there are thousands of crying marks, and tens of thousands of crying marks."
"Absolutely!"
"Looking at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk, I think of you when I walk and when I sit down."
"excellent!"
"Young Master Ning is really talented. This poem "One Cut Plum Blossom" perfectly depicts the lovely form of a beautiful woman who misses you!"
"Young Master Ning's poem is definitely comparable to Mr. Sanjue's poem!"
Ning Yu smiled and said: "How dare I look at Master's neck! However, I am quite satisfied with this song. I hope it can catch the eye of Miss Su San!"
Although Ning Yu said this, his words were full of confidence and pride.
"Young Master Ning is so humble!"
"Young Master Ning is such a talented and humble gentleman!"
"Master Ning, it seems that the full moon on Tianxing Pavilion has been waiting for you to appreciate it for a long time!"
"Yep!"
The followers praised him one by one, and they already believed that he would go to Tianxing Pavilion and become Su San's guest.
Su Xiaoyun, the senior classmate of Su, looked at it and nodded silently.
This is the first time that the lyrics can be appreciated by both refined and popular people, and the image and emotions of a young woman who misses you are well expressed.
At this time, Bai Lu also came down and reported that Miss Su San already knew about it and was waiting to see the masterpieces of the two young masters.
Su Xiaoyun then ordered: "Bai Lu, Ning Shuang, please send over the poems of Ning Gongzi and Chen Gongzi! You have to be fast and don't keep the two young masters waiting for a long time!"
"yes!"
Bai Lu took Ning Yu's, and Ning Shuang took Su Xing's.
Ningshuang was also surprised when she saw that Su Xing had written three poems. She also wanted to see what he had written, but Su Xing suppressed her with his hand.
Ningshuang was stunned: "What's wrong with Mr. Chen?"
"Sorry, I wrote this to Miss Su San. No one of you can read it first!" Su Xing was very serious, changing his previous approachable image.
"Yes! Mr. Chen is right. It was my maid who was reckless!" Ningshuang came to her senses and quickly apologized.
At this time, May and Lisa realized why Su Xing had not let them see it just now.
At this moment, they looked at Su Xing with a little more respect than admiration.
"Hmph! You're pretending to be sophisticated, and you're covering it up to prevent others from seeing it first. Do you think this is the bride getting married?"
"It must be inappropriate and shy to meet people! Hahaha!"
"But an ugly daughter-in-law will inevitably have to meet her parents-in-law. Sooner or later, her secret will be revealed, hahaha!"
The followers ridiculed Su Xing again.
Su Xing didn't change his expression and just thought they were farting. After Bailu and Ningshuang met, he said to the two little maids: "It doesn't matter now. By the way, I think you also understand poetry, so why don't I write one for you too!"
boom!
The two little maids suddenly blushed, and their eyes were full of stars again.
However, their identity is just a maid, which is one level lower than Bai Lu and Ning Shuang. How dare they ask for it? After the two looked at each other, they each shook their heads.
Su Xing thought they were afraid of being gossiped about, so he said, "Don't get me wrong, I just treat you as younger sisters... No, I treat you as little sisters! I'll give you a song."
Su Xing was very interested. There were countless Chinese poems, many of which hung in the sky like the stars and the sun and the moon for people to look up to. It would be better to write one more so that people in this world can appreciate it.
He wrote again - it was Li Bai's Changqianxing:
The man came riding a bamboo horse, went around the bed to make green plums, and lived together in Changgan, and the two children had no doubts.
Su Xing felt that these two little maids, like him, had reached the age of first love, and this poem should be very suitable for them.
After he finished writing, he put the paper on the table.
The two maids glanced secretly, and then looked at Su Xing with some confusion.
The childhood sweetheart here is a symbol, and the two maids are not from Earth, so naturally they don’t know why.
Su Xing began to explain to them in a low voice while waiting.
On the other side, Su Daban was still talking to Ning Yu.
Originally, she thought she would have to wait for a while, but the frost quickly came down.
"How?" Su Daban asked.
"Reporting to the chief class, Sister Su San asked you to send away all the guests waiting tonight. She won't see them anymore!"
"Oh? So, she has recognized the talent of one of the two young masters?"
"Yes!"
"Then whose work does she like?"
"I don't know this. I was outside the curtain at the time, and I only heard her excitedly exclaiming several times, and even sobbing. Then she asked Bailu to help her bathe and change clothes, and sent me down to inform you first. She will come down in person to greet the young master later!"
"Which young master is coming down personally to greet you?" Su Xiaoyun frowned, but the most critical information was missing.
"This...she didn't say anything. She just asked the young master to wait a moment and asked his forgiveness for not being able to greet him earlier!"
Su Xiaoyun wanted to scold her. She felt that such a trivial matter could not be communicated clearly and it was inappropriate. However, Ningshuang was very smart. Maybe Su San was too excited and did not speak clearly!
"Okay, I understand!" After saying that, she turned around and glanced at Ning Yu, then at Su Xing, "You two gentlemen, I'm really sorry, please stay a little longer!"
At this time, Ning Yu was already excited. Those thousands of crying marks, ten thousand crying marks, didn't they just mean sobbing and crying?
This shows that his works impressed the oiran.
Ning Yu smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, it's my honor to wait for Miss Su San!"
Ning Yu was very graceful and once again gave people a feeling of spring breeze.
"Congratulations to Mr. Ning! Congratulations to Mr. Ning!"
"Master Ning, thank you. Without you, we wouldn't be able to see Miss Su!"
"Yes, thank you very much, Mr. Ning!"
Those followers thought that if Su San came down in person, they would be able to see Su San. They even thanked Ning Yu and believed that it was Ning Yu's works that impressed Su San.
There was even a follower who said to the guests who were following him: "Everyone, this is the eldest son of our Jiangnan Daotai master, Ning Yu. He is also the disciple of Mr. Sanjue Tang Bai! It was he who used a wonderful song The cutting of plum blossoms alerted Miss Su San to come down to earth, why don't you all thank Mr. Ning together!"
"Thank you Mr. Ning!"
"Master Ning is truly a man of extraordinary talent, a rare talent in the world!"
“It’s not known that Mr. Ning’s talent may make him a good couple with Miss Su Shang!”
Everyone sent praises and blessings one after another.
Someone even said loudly: "We also want to thank Mr. Ning Daotai!"
Some people were surprised: "Brother, what do you mean by this!"
Ning Yu was also stunned, wondering what this man was thanking his father for.
The man said seriously: "It's very simple. If there were no Ning Daotai, there would be no Mr. Ning. Without Mr. Ning, we would not have the chance to see Miss Su's beauty!"
"That makes sense, let's thank Ning Daotai together!"
Ning Yu smiled lightly, feeling very happy. This was even more beneficial than being praised by the prince in Tiandu City. He decided that after tonight, he would go to visit his mentor Tang Bai tomorrow night. Without Tang Bai, this poem by him would not exist. He had written this word a long time ago, and it was polished by Tang Bai. It happened to be used today.
Su Xing was also drunk when she saw everyone praising her so much.
This poem Yi Jian Mei is indeed pretty good, but the layout is a bit cramped and it is not a super awesome masterpiece. It is still a little worse than what I borrowed from several other great poets.
However, he was puzzled when he heard Ningshuang said that she wanted to take a bath and change clothes to greet him in person.
"You can't really be impressed, right? I'm a famous person. I can't let Xiao Ling and Qing Qing be sorry!" Thinking of this, he frowned slightly and became a little worried.
At this time, Ling Er had returned to Su Xing's desk: "Don't be angry, you will see Miss Su soon." Ling Er comforted Su Xing.
"ah!"
Su Xing was stunned.
