Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 79: I am not a student

Just listening to the drum beat, the bamboo boards crackled, and the curtain on the platform lifted a corner. A clear and crisp voice is like a green oriole, gentle and clear, as if drinking an iced drink in summer, which makes people feel refreshed, it seems that the troubles and worries in my heart are hooked out by this voice, and they are thrown into the clouds in an instant. .

The curtain was lifted for the second time, and a beautiful woman walked out slowly with a musical instrument resembling a lute in her arms. The person who came was dressed in a lavender skirt and had a graceful posture, but he exuded a bookish air while walking, which gave people a sense of tranquility. The facial features are not much amazing in terms of separation, but when they are put together, it seems that God has carefully calculated them, and they are flawless.

Seemingly aware of Chen Luo's gaze, she raised her head slightly, looked at the private room on the second floor, met Chen Luo's eyes, smiled lightly, and turned her eyes away. But at this moment, Chen Luo seemed to see Jiangnan in her previous life in her eyes.

Her whole person is Jiangnan!

The splendid, bright and beautiful Jiangnan with lakes and mountains.

"A river of smoke and water illuminates the clear blue sky, and people on both sides of the strait are connected to painted eaves."

"A period of autumn light in the lotus bushes."

"Watching the seagull dance again and again, roll up the fragrant wind and bead curtains."

"Painted boats come to the horizon, and wine flags fly outside."

"Love to kill Jiangnan!"

Really beautiful and picturesque.

Chen Luo smiled lightly, no matter what, the beauty is always pleasing to the eye and the mood is much happier.

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At the same time, in the hall of Linglong Building, everyone was quiet for a moment, and then there was a cheer like a gust of wind.

Na Luohuanu bowed slightly, but did not answer, sitting quietly on the chair, with her jade hand on the string, a sound of silk and bamboo resounded like a spring. The applause gradually subsided.

At this moment, at the table of the Fuci Club, a Confucian scholar came to his senses, pulled his eyes and looked straight at Luo Hongnu Qian Erkang, and said in a low voice, "Brother Qian, Luo Ni is about to start singing!"

Qian Erkang also reacted at this time. He looked at Luo Hongnu, who was hilarious and angry, and looked at the classmates of the Fuci Club around him. Luo... girl, wait a minute!"

At this time, Qian Erkang used the Confucianism technique "Sound to the Ground". Originally, he was going to call Luo Ni, but he temporarily took the word "Ni" back, which caused the righteousness in his body to go astray, and there were two streams of blood. It came out of his nostrils.

Everyone looked at the prestige, only to see a Confucian scholar with a righteous face, but two nosebleeds made people laugh. Only Han Sanniang, who was watching closely, shouted "No" in her heart, and just hoped that the other party would die immediately.

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"It's the little antiques from the Fuci Club." Liu Mengrui peeped at the probe, saw Qian Erkang, and spat, "Why are these flies buzzing around, they think the words are good and they write them themselves. Ah. I have to say that the lyrics and music are incomparable. My father would not dare to say that!"

Cheng Diefei was also annoyed in her heart. This group of people couldn't write good words by themselves, but they repeatedly criticized those good songs. It seems that they can't write words because they are polluted by music, which makes no sense. It's just that there are some seniors in the Confucian sect who support them, which makes them extremely arrogant.

"Can everyone in Luo deal with them?" Cheng Diefei clenched her fists.

Liu Mengrui snorted coldly: "Look at it again, if it really doesn't work, let's sneak attack on them and run away after we're done."

Cheng Difei: "Is this appropriate?"

Liu Mengrui raised her chest and raised her head: "What are you afraid of, isn't my father here?"

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At this time, everyone in the hall also recognized them, and they were all unhappy. I ran here to find some fun and spend some money, why did I meet this group of people? It's just that there is no way, the other party is a Confucian scholar who has entered the practice, and there are experts behind him. Under the banner of literary disputes, these high rollers are really not easy to intervene, they can only glare aside and express their inner dissatisfaction.

Luo Hongnu glanced at Qian Erkang, who still had a nosebleed, and asked indifferently, "This nosebleed son, what's the matter? The slave family can only sing songs, not healing!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience burst into laughter. Qian Erkang's face flushed, and he quickly blocked the nosebleed with Haoran Righteous Qi, wiped it with his sleeve at will, cleared his throat, and said, "Don't interrupt. I came here today to ask Luo everyone, What kind of song are you singing today?"

"Guess what?"

Qian Erkang paused for a while, and then said, "Let's talk about other things! Luo everyone, today's literary style is declining, and popular music is one of the culprits. Don't you hear the music of silk and bamboo can go around for three days, while the rural folk music But turning this majestic place into a place of abalone, it stinks! I advise you to study elegant poetry, and it is the right way. You don't need to sing those vulgar songs."

Luo Hongnu's expression didn't change, but she just said something lightly——

"Go!"

"You!" Qian Erkang's face flushed instantly, and when other members of the Compound Ci Club saw Qian Erkang being humiliated, they also stood up one after another.

At this moment, a sigh suddenly came from the private room on the second floor.

"Hey... everyone, stop fighting."

Everyone looked at the prestige, only to see Liu Jingzhuang leaning against the window in the private room on the second floor, with a helpless expression: "You many students, and then besieging a woman from the Luo family, do you still want to spread the name? Go first? Leave..."

When Qian Erkang saw Liu Jingzhuang, he looked happy and said, "It's good that Liu Daru is here. The words of Mr. Liu have been handed down through the ages, and the students have admired them for a long time. I also ask the gentleman to re-establish the majesty of my poetry circle and cut off the vulgar songs. the way."

Liu Jingzhuang shook his head slightly: "This old man doesn't have the ability. If this vulgar song can be circulated, it is naturally loved by some people. The old man thinks..."

Qian Erkang bowed again, interrupted Liu Jingzhuang, and said, "Sir, you are the master of the world of poetry, and you should take it as your responsibility to bring things right. The students represent thousands of scholars, and please ask Liu Daru to preside over justice in the world of literature."

Liu Jingzhuang frowned slightly and was about to speak when a sneer came from behind Liu Jingzhuang.

"It's so **** big, do you think you're a scholar? You still represent thousands of Confucian scholars?"

As soon as the voice fell, Chen Luo turned out from behind Liu Jingzhuang and looked at Qian Erkang below. Originally, Chen Luo hadn't planned to come forward, but he couldn't help but listen to the anger.

How come there are such cosmic creatures in any world, and every day thinks that he can represent the whole world.

"Tell me the name of the person you represent, and I will count if there are ten million!"

A trace of anger flashed across Qian Erkang's face, but he thought that being able to chat and laugh with Liu Jingzhuang in a private room must be either rich or expensive. He immediately suppressed his anger and asked, "The lower class is a student of Qingbo Academy and a member of the Fuci Club. I don't know which academy's brother Wen you are from?"

Chen Luo touched his chin, but did not answer the other party, but said in doubt: "Qingbo Academy? Never heard of it!"

At this time, a deliberately changed voice suddenly came from another room: "A third-rate academy with no reputation!"

The hall was full of laughter, and even Luo Hongnu on the stage couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Liu Jingzhuang was slightly attentive. Why did the voice change just now sound a little familiar?

Qian Erkang and the other students blushed. Then Qian Erkang gritted his teeth and asked again: "There is a cloud in the name of the humble house, the mountain is not high, and the immortal is famous. How can you laugh at the college's level? Young master, you haven't gotten back to me yet? Which college are you a student from!"

Chen Luo shrugged: "I'm not a student..."

As soon as these words came out, Qian Erkang and others showed joy, but the other guests had some regrets on their faces. Judging from Chen Luo's age, if he wasn't an academy student, he must have poor talent or no talent at all. At most, he was a playboy, but he really didn't have the right to laugh at Qian Erkang and others.

"Since he is not a student of the academy, this gentleman should take care of my literary affairs..." Qian Erkang said contemptuously.

"Who said you have to be a student?" Chen Luo looked sincere, "Isn't it a college professor?"

Qian Erkang was stunned for a moment, then laughed again: "Young master, stop joking, I have never heard of such a young academy..."

It's just that Qian Erkang hasn't finished speaking~IndoMTL.com~Chen Luo took out a jade plaque from his pocket, glanced at it, and said, "This is my professor nameplate at Zheliu Academy!"

After speaking, he put the jade tablet aside and took out another jade tablet from his pocket: "This is from the Red Sleeve Academy..."

"This is the Spring Breeze Academy..."

"This is from Bixiao Academy..."

"Yuntai Academy's..."

"Xuemei Academy's..."

"Haoyue Academy's..."

"Honghu Academy's..."

The eight identity plates are lined up, and they are the five first-class academies in Zhongjing and the other three top second-class academies in the eight great academies of Daxuan.

Yesterday, Kong Tianfang came to urge himself to update and stuffed himself with these nameplates. Chen Luo also forgot to change his clothes, so he took it all on his body. Didn't expect it to come in handy now.

The audience was speechless. Even Luo Hongnu, who had always been calm as water, raised his head slightly and glanced at Chen Luo again, with a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. No one doubted the authenticity of those nameplates, after all Liu Jingzhuang was standing beside him. If he lied about his identity and took out a fake nameplate, but Liu Jingzhuang didn't stop him, then Liu Jingzhuang wouldn't want to get involved in the literary world.

Qian Erkang swallowed his saliva. He never heard of such a number one person in the capital? But the fact was in front of me, and I had to believe it. At this time, I had to retreat to advance and bow to the end: "The students have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, but I have seen Mr. Xiang. The previous students were arrogant and confessed their mistakes to Mr. Xiang. But I waited for this trip, only In order to ban music. After all, music is unbearable and humiliating..."

"Fart!" Chen Luo interrupted Qian Erkang, "Who said music must be vulgar?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent, but Luo Hongnu looked at Chen Luo again, but he didn't look away...