Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 81: You forced me

"Are you still satisfied?" A gentle smile sounded like a thunderous explosion in Qian Erkang's ears.

But Qian Erkang is also a person who fights with others all the year round. After reciting Chen Luo's new song a few times in his heart, he suddenly realized something, and quickly forcibly stabilized his mind and surrendered to Liu Jingzhuang; "Please Liu Daru first Leave a review and students will come back later."

Everyone looked at Qian Erkang and the others with contempt. What kind of tricks Qian Erkang wanted to play, but everyone could hear that this little son's music was like a landscape painting, which was pleasing to the eye. , what else did he say?

Liu Jingzhuang also looked at Qian Erkang dissatisfied, but it was inconvenient to have a seizure, so he cleared his throat and said, "Brother Chen Xian's song is about parting feelings. In a woman's tone, it directly describes the parting love between men and women." /

"The first sentence says goodbye, it's hard to let go, and a little lovesickness never ends. It expresses the lingering feelings of a woman, starting from the time of farewell, although the tone is simple, but it feels 'hard to leave', and after thinking about it, the lovesickness is only 'a little', But I don't know 'when is the end', the so-called disconnection is nothing more than this!"

"The second sentence, 'Flicking Yang Huaxue with Lan Xiu', reminds me of Po Xian's "Youth Tour"."

"Last year, we sent each other off. Outside the Liuxia Gate, the flying snow resembles poplar flowers. This spring, the poplar flowers are like snow, and I still haven't seen them return home!"

"The woman who saw her off stood on the high platform, watching her sweetheart leave from a distance, brushing away the poplar flowers in front of her, so as not to let it block her sight."

"But what about that. The figure is getting farther and farther away, until at the end, only the Xixie Mountain can be seen, and the sweetheart, let's go..."

"This sentence has the feeling of Li Qinglian's 'the lonely sail is far away in the blue sky, only the long river flows in the sky', but it is a woman's mind, and it is more delicate and lingering."

"It's more like the wonderful sentence of Uncle Yan of the current dynasty, 'After parting, I remember meeting each other'."

"Farewell and lovesickness are all in the tenderness of a woman, and the meaning of lingering, how many people can understand..."

After listening to Liu Jingzhuang's comments, everyone present seemed to see a beautiful woman looking at the mountains and rivers from afar, but they no longer saw the loneliness of their sweetheart, and they felt a pain in their hearts for no reason. At this time, the women in Linglonglou looked at Chen Luo again, all with tears in their beautiful eyes, but their hearts were fiery.

A lovesick song, all the exquisite hearts.

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"I'm going to post it, I'm going to post it, two wonderful and elegant songs, I'm going to post it this time at Linglonglou!" Han Sanniang, who was beside him, never dreamed that the little son Liu Jingzhuang brought would be so arrogant, and she blurted out that Two handed down elegant songs. Enough to raise her Linglonglou's title to a new level. Thinking of this, she glanced at Qian Erkang, but she didn't even think that the other party hated him before.

"In any case, I must let this young master promise to engrave these two songs on my Linglong Building..." Han Sanniang made up her mind, "This little son does not seem to be short of gold and silver, I wonder if he can Are you interested in the four courtesans in my Linglong Building..."

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"Wow, this young man is amazing!" Liu Mengrui jumped up excitedly, "Being able to be with my father's old man... No, being able to be brothers and sisters with my father's master of the word circle, I really have two brushes. Huh? No, he and my father talk about brothers, isn't that... my uncle? Die Fei, that's your uncle too?"

Cheng Diefei was stunned for a moment, spit, and his tone was a little anxious: "That's your father, not my father, don't talk nonsense!"

"Why are you blushing?" Liu Mengrui asked.

"I'm... a little hot!" Cheng Diefei quickly changed the subject, "Look, that Qian Erkang doesn't seem to give up yet, I don't know what kind of trick he's going to use..."

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In the lobby, Qian Erkang took a deep breath and clapped his hands: "Mr.'s song is really wonderful, and the students are like listening to the sky. But..."

Qian Erkang suddenly raised his voice. He glanced at the classmates of the Fuci Club behind him and gritted his teeth. He understood that as soon as he said the next words, he would definitely become the target of public criticism, but as long as he made contributions to the Compound Ci Club and suppressed the elegant style of this mysterious son, someone would naturally support him.

Qian Erkang was heartbroken and said: "This song is as Liu Daru commented, and it is often seen in the charm of the poems of the predecessors. The students dared to think that the elegance of this song is not in the song itself, but in its transformation. There are many poems, and it is only contaminated with two or three elegant rhymes. It is not enough to justify the name of the song!"

"Shameless!"

"Fart!"

"Turtle son!"

"Asshole!"

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One after another scolding sounded, and Qian Erkang also went out of his way, showing the generosity that everyone was drunk and I was awake alone. He glanced at the classmates behind him, and saw the admiration in the other's eyes, and his heart was even more determined.

Chen Luo frowned slightly, and he looked at Qian Erkang.

With his face drawn like this, not only did the opponent not surrender, but he dared to fight back at us?

I really don't even give myself the opportunity to return to the light.

You forced me.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand, suppressed the noise in the lobby, and asked, "What do you want?"

Qian Erkang was certain and said: "In addition to the use of lining words, there is another key point in the distinction between lyrics and music, and that is rhyme."

"Poems are elegant because they have strict requirements on rhyme, and the most taboo is heavy rhyme."

"But the music is different, there is no taboo on heavy rhyme."

"If you can use heavy rhyme to make a prime minister's symphony, I, Qian Erkang, swear once again to quit the Fuci Club and become a fan of yaqu in this life!"

Hearing Qian Erkang's words, everyone in the audience who knew a little bit of poetry couldn't help frowning.

The so-called heavy rhyme refers to the repeated use of a word to rhyme in a poem. Before the rise of metrical poetry in the previous dynasties, heavy rhyme was often not taboo in long poems, but in metrical poetry, heavy rhyme is a big taboo. Occasionally, two or three articles are published, and most of them are game works.

Now, Qian Erkang even asked the other party to do heavy rhyme by name, and he had to ask the question of lovesickness. In addition, there is another request that is not spoken, but is not spoken, that is, the first two Yaqu Zhuyu are in front, and the other party's third song must not be too different.

It's so deceiving!

"Young Master!" Luo Hongnu, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly spoke up at this moment, and the sound of "Young Master" was as crisp as an eagle, causing everyone to look at Luo Hongnu.

Luo Hongnu looked at Chen Luo and bowed slightly; "Thank you for your maintenance today. Your son's two elegant songs will be treasured if Hongnu gets them. If you don't sing the songs of Hongnu in the past, you shouldn't sing. You don't need to sing with him. The villain's gambling hurts his own talent..."

There was an uproar.

Everyone heard it. It was really too tricky for Qian Erkang to set the question. Luo everyone couldn't bear Chen Luo's loss of face, and they were willing to seal the song and round this up.

Chen Luo looked at Luo Hongnu, who had worried eyes, and smiled gently: "It's okay. I haven't heard the wonderful voice of everyone in Luo, how can I say that I won't sing it? After I compose this song, just I gave it to everyone in Luo, and next time we meet, I hope everyone in Luo can sing and listen to me."

After Chen Luo finished speaking, he turned to look at Qian Erkang.

"Chongyun, right? Acacia, right?"

Chen Luo took a deep breath and sighed again, with a tone of three parts sadness and three parts sadness.

“I will never miss love in my life,”

"Only will love love,"

"It hurts lovesickness."

"The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like flying fluff, and the breath is like a hairspring."

"There is a lingering fragrance here, I hope you will find it."

"When the card comes,"

"When exactly?"

"When the lights were half-twilight,"

"At half-moon."

At the end of the song, the audience fell into a dead silence. This song does not need Liu Jingzhuang's comment, and everyone understands what it means.

Since I was born, I didn't know what lovesickness was. I just learned what lovesickness is, and I was deeply troubled by lovesickness~IndoMTL.com~ My body is like a floating cloud, my heart is like a swirling fluff, and I even breathe. There are only strands of hairspring.

There is a trace of fragrance left in the air, my sweetheart, where have you been?

When was the most violent lovesick? It was when the lights were half-dark and half-bright, and the moon was half-bright.

A strong lovesickness is brewing in Linglong Building. The verses of the predecessors engraved on the wall actually emit a bright golden light, and there seems to be a whispering voice from the pavilions and pavilions.

"Poems resonate, and the reverberation echoes around the beams!" The crowd was in an uproar. Such a scene happened 20 years ago. It was Liu Jingzhuang who wrote, "The belt is getting wider and I will never regret it. "time.

"Not only, you smell..." someone reminded.

The person who was reminded gently sniffed, and instantly a fragrance penetrated into the nasal cavity, and the whole person was shocked.

"This is, elegant fragrance?"

"Plain text cannot be transcribed, and only elegant poetry can carry the inner rhythm of poetry?"

"The elegance of this song is certified by Heaven!"

"Oh my God, the way of Yaqu is open!"

"I thought that Wan Anbo was already considered a talent, but I didn't expect that there would be someone comparable to him."

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"Give it to him! Give it all to him! Give him all the four great courtesans!" Han Sanniang was almost insane, roaring in her heart, "Even if he wants the old body, give him the old body too! This song, I must win Linglong Lou! "

At this time, no one cared about Qian Erkang, who was like a lost dog, and everyone else looked at Young Master Ruyu.

Luo Hongnu was the first to return to her senses, blushing slightly, bowed formally, and asked the biggest question in everyone's heart.

"Slave Hongnu, please ask the gentleman's name."