"Miss Wan is being polite, I don't take this matter to heart."
The woman in front of her spoke with a soft voice, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. Li Yi bowed to her and said with a smile.
"I didn't take it to heart, but I did take it to heart!" Zeng Zuimo watched the scholar sneer at him, but when he saw Ruoqing's sister, he smiled at him. His heart was so sore that he wanted to pounce on him and bite him twice, and finally restrained himself over this impulse.
"If you don't mind, son, just call the little girl Ruoqing." Wan Ruoqing looked up at him and said with a smile.
Li Yi glanced at Zeng Zuimo again, and gave her a meaningful look.
"you… "
Zeng Zuimo's beautiful eyes spit fire, but he almost couldn't suppress the impulse in his heart.
Although Li Yi didn't say it clearly, she understood the look in his eyes.
The meaning of that look is - you look at how gentle, polite and attractive they are, and then look at yourself, as a woman, don't you feel ashamed
Li Yi nodded, and then said: "If Miss Ruoqing has nothing else to do, I will take my leave first."
The beautiful woman on the opposite side seemed to hesitate, and after a moment of consideration, she said: "To be honest, I really have something right now, and I want to ask the young master for help."
The expression on Li Yi's face was startled, obviously he didn't expect Wan Ruoqing to say such a thing.
What he said just now was just a polite way of saying goodbye, and the meaning of farewell is already obvious. A normal person would wave goodbye. Why doesn't this girl Ruoqing play her cards according to the routine
"Girl, it's okay to say." Although Li Yi was curious, he still said with a smile on his face.
For this Ruoqing girl, he still has a good impression in his heart.
What a woman in ancient times should look like, Li Yi has imagined countless times in his heart, virtuous and virtuous, suitable for IKEA, elegant...
No matter what kind of imagination you have, of course it will not include smashing a solid wooden table with your bare hands, cutting off a tree trunk as thick as an arm with a sword, pointing at others like a shrew and scolding "Dengtuzi"... However, when he really came to this world, Li Yi discovered that There is still a big gap between reality and what I imagined.
It wasn't until I met Wan Ruoqing that the image of an ancient woman in my heart suddenly became clear...
Like a woman who walked out of a painting after traveling through thousands of years, she bowed to him with a smile, and a soft voice came.
"The little girl has seen the young master..."
This is the painting style that ancient women should have in Li Yi's mind.
For this reason alone, Li Yi would also listen to what she wanted to say.
What's more, Li Yi was really embarrassed to do this kind of thing when he ate someone else's food just now and refused it without waiting for him to finish speaking.
"Ruoqing knows that this is a bit presumptuous, but I don't know if my son can write a Mid-Autumn Ci for my Yunying Poetry Club. The little girl is very grateful." Wan Ruoqing looked up at him and said.
"Mid-Autumn Ci?"
Li Yi was stunned for a moment, Wan Ruoqing's request was really beyond his expectation.
If she wanted someone to write lyrics, she should have gone to those well-known talents in Qing'an Prefecture, and she was a nobody, so why did she find herself
Zeng Zuimo who was at the side was also slightly taken aback when he heard the words, could it be that sister Ruoqing also saw that this scholar was unusual just now
Wan Ruoqing nodded, and then quietly waited for his answer.
Just now when everyone was commenting on Su Wentian's poems, the scholar was the only one joking with the little maid. When Wan Ruoqing walked by him, he happened to see him throwing aside the paper raft with Su Wentian's poems written on it, and discarded it. Like my shoes, I faintly heard him say in a low voice, "Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows will form three people...", and there was no more words.
As soon as this sentence fell into my ears, a very clear picture appeared in my mind, drinking alone under the moon, facing only the bright moon and my own shadow...
With just this sentence, the artistic conception has already been laid out.
Wan Ruoqing's attainments in poetry have already entered the room, and one can tell from just one broken poem that this scholar is not only unique in his actions, but also in terms of poetic talent, I am afraid that Su Wentian's generation is far behind.
It's just that with her temperament, she doesn't take the initiative to ask for help. If she loses, she loses. She only blames her lack of literary talent. It wasn't until Zeng Zuimo ran out just now, and she heard her talking to the scholar from behind, that she realized that Zui Mo was in trouble. It turned out that I also saw some things, and after thinking about it, I still made this ruthless request.
After all, tomorrow's poetry meeting is not just what Zeng Zuimo expected...
At the Tanabata poetry meeting a month ago, she picked up the praying lantern that fell from the sky, and the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" written on it was spread by her own hands. Even now, many people still think that the song The words are simply from her hands.
These days, in the eyes of everyone, there has been an indistinct connection between her and the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal".
But Wan Ruoqing knew that she would never be able to write such a poem in her lifetime. In her heart, she had the same admiration and admiration for the talented man named Li Yi as many women.
If you can meet once, you can fulfill a wish in life.
"Is the girl here to participate in tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting?" Li Yi looked at her and asked suspiciously.
Wan Ruoqing smiled and said, "To be honest, the reason why Yunying Poetry Club won today's competition is because there is someone we want to meet at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club tomorrow."
Li Yi was extremely surprised to see Wan Ruoqing's beautiful face showing the kind of fans' admiration for idols.
Could it be that Wan Ruoqing, Zeng Zuimo, and the girls from the Yunying Poetry Society were all there to meet a famous talent at the poetry society
Thinking of this possibility, Li Yi suddenly felt a deep sense of envy for the unknown guy.
Needless to say, Wan Ruoqing, she is so beautiful, with a good personality, and seems to have a lot of literary talents. As for Zeng Zuimo, although his personality is bad, he is not inferior to Wan Ruoqing in terms of appearance and figure. Women from Yunying Poetry Club...
These days, wits are so popular
Even these talented girls are fascinated, and I don't know how many ignorant girls are also fans of that guy.
Li Yi has always thought that the job of Mr. Yazhai is very promising. There are beautiful sisters at home, and he can lead the beautiful little maid around when he is free...
But now compared with others, Li Yi suddenly felt that this was simply the difference between heaven and earth.
"Oh, the sky has no eyes! Isn't it just that he can recite a few broken poems? What's so great, even a woman like Wan Ruoqing can't help but like him..." Li Yi sighed in his heart, and his face showed A very regretful expression.
From Zeng Zuimo and Wan Ruoqing's point of view, this is naturally a sign of rejection.
"Forget it, Sister Ruoqing, let's go, don't ask for this apprentice!" Zeng Zuimo raised his eyebrows, and gave Li Yi a hard look, not wanting to be angry with him anymore, he took Wan Ruoqing's hand and was about to leave.
Disappointment also appeared on Wan Ruoqing's pretty face, but it was no surprise, she had never met her before, and it was indeed a little too much for her to make such a request.
It was also when she and Zeng Zuimo were about to leave that the scholar's voice finally came.
"The beauty of a gentleman, since tomorrow's poem will be of extraordinary significance to Miss Ruoqing, how can I refuse?"