Xiang Yun asked for a fist fight with Tang Shuang, and Ding Ji felt gloating that this was a scholar encountering soldiers, and he was particularly annoyed by Xiang Yun.

Tang Shuang didn't want to wade into muddy waters, so she waved her hand and said, "I practice Baji mainly for physical exercise, and I have never fought with anyone."

Xiang Yun: "Looking at how big your handle is, you should be good at it. Let's give it a try."

Tang Shuang declined, Xiang Yun was determined to meet him, but the intimate scene with Lu Yingying just now was seen by him, and he deliberately stepped on it.

Lu Yingying suppressed the smile on her face and said angrily: "Okay Xiang Yun, let's discuss literature today, no fighting."

Xiang Yun was dissatisfied and wanted to argue, but when Lu Yingying glared at him, he immediately shut up and picked up the red wine at hand angrily.

Tang Shuang was startled by Lu Yingying's eyes. He thought that these charming eyes were full of water, but they also had evil aura. Xiang Yun, who was so carefree, did not dare to say anything after being stared at by her.

Xiang Yun left, Lu Yingying took down the November issue of "Chinese Literature" from the bookshelf, opened one of the pages and said to Tang Shuang: "There is a good poem here, by sister Yu Lei, Tang Shuang, do you want to read it?"

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Tang Shuang: "I think."

Lu Yingying's big eyes were full of water again, especially after the word "think".

emmmmmmm~ Tang Shuang felt that this girl must have done it on purpose. She thought there were many different meanings.

Tang Shuang took the magazine from Lu Yingying's hand angrily and saw a modern poem by Yu Lei called "First Time in the World" on it.

The flowers smell and the sun shines on me

darkness covers me

Water flows in the distance

The road lets me walk it, the book lets me read it

house let me build it

word let me write it

not enough

Tears make me cry, laughter makes me laugh

Memories let me recall it

not enough

love makes me love it

love it with loneliness

Yu Lei smiled and asked: "Did Tang Shuang write poetry?"

Tang Shuang shook his head, and Lu Yingying said: "You must write poetry. People with literary talent write poetry."

Tang Shuang: "You need to have a big heart to write poetry, but I don't have that."

Lu Yingying seemed to be sure that Tang Shuang could write poetry and said, "You do."

Tang Shuang said funnyly: "I won't talk to children anymore."

Lu Yingying stared at him pretending to be angry. Seeing this, Tang Shuang wanted to say, if you look at me again, do you think I don't know that your eyes are full of little stars?

But he held it back, he didn't dare to flirt with this person.

Yu Lei said with a smile: "Actually, there are not so many profound things in poetry writing. I just have a sense of life and am lazy, so I just write these long and short sentences."

Tang Shuang said: "Although I can't write poetry, I have read some poems similar to yours."

Yu Lei asked with interest: "Oh? What is it? Do you still remember?"

Tang Shuang recalled it and said: "The crabs are peeling my shell, the notebook is writing about me, I am falling on the maple leaves and snowflakes all over the sky, and you are thinking of me."

Everyone tasted it carefully. Li Yang said: "Actually, strictly speaking, they are not very similar. This song uses the technique of inversion, but Yu Lei's song does not. It simply expresses what he did when he first came to the world.

and feelings.”

Tang Shuang nodded and said: "Teacher Yu's poem is full of love. Only a mother can write it."

Yu Lei: "This was written on my daughter's 6th birthday."

Lu Yingying said: "Every word is filled with my mother's best wishes."

Tang Shuang said that he also has a sister, who will be 6 years old soon.

Yu Lei chatted with him about children with interest. Both of them were very interested in this topic and exchanged their experiences in raising children.

Lu Yingying couldn't get in the conversation, so Ding Ji took the opportunity to get closer. After chatting for a while, he walked to the grand piano in the center of the living room and played some music.

Tang Shuang looked sideways and then at Lu Yingying. Miss Lu seemed to be very sensitive and immediately met his gaze without knowing the meaning.

The reason Tang Shuang looked at her was because the song Ding Ji played was called "Love at First Sight". Even a fool could tell that he was playing it for Lu Yingying. Even if he couldn't tell, Ding Ji kept looking at Lu Yingying while playing.

, you can see it.

Lu Yingying seemed to enjoy the atmosphere, smiling and applauding gently with everyone.

Tang Shuang smiled secretly and continued chatting with Yu Lei about children.

Yu Lei chuckled and said, "Everyone likes cute children, and even more beautiful girls."

Tang Shuang was stunned and understood that she had other intentions.

After Ding Ji finished playing, everyone invited Lu Yingying to play a piece for everyone.

Lu Yingying walked to the piano gracefully and sat down, looking like a goddess. She played "Kiss Goodbye".

When Ding Ji played, everyone chatted and listened. When Lu Yingying played, they all stopped and watched her playing the piano wholeheartedly.

That's right, just watch.

Not only is the music great, but the scenery is even more beautiful.

From Tang Shuang's point of view, Lu Yingying's curvy profile and plump buttocks made her mouth dry.

It can be seen that Lu Yingying plays the piano very well. She must have practiced it since she was a child.

After the song ended, Lu Yingying smiled and invited Tang Shuang to come too.

Tang Shuang was not afraid. Passing by Lu Yingying, she heard the girl whisper that she wanted to listen to "The Ripples of the Water".

Swing the yarn!

When the music started playing, Lu Yingying heard that it was not the "Ripples of Water" she wanted, but it was also not any song she had heard. When she asked Li Yang beside her, Li Yang said that he had not heard of it either, and Yu Lei said that she had not heard of it either.

However, Ding Ji said rather sourly that Tang Shuang knew a lot.

After Tang Shuang finished playing, when asked by everyone, she said: "This is a piece of music written by my sister, called "A Taoist Friend of Mine". It's normal that no one has heard of it."

Lu Yingying asked in detail with interest, including the lyrics composed later by Tang Shuang.

"Tang Shuang, you obviously know how to write poetry, isn't this poetry?"

Tang Shuang: "These are lyrics. They are not as neat as poetry, and they are not as elaborate."

Lu Yingying didn't care about this. She liked it very much and said, "Is this a story? What a sad story."

Yu Lei: "A love story with a very ancient charm."

Xiang Yun: "It just ended badly. I met a bad lover and became a Taoist nun."

Hey, hey, hey, just say it nicely, don't look at me and say "meeting a thin lover".

Lu Yingying: "People who can write this kind of poetry have love in their hearts."

After finishing speaking, he thought of a good idea and said happily: "How about we write a poem based on Tang Shuang's lyrics?"

Xiang Yun was the first to express his dissatisfaction. What should people who can't write poetry do?

Lu Yingying said that if she didn’t know how to write poetry, she would just write it. It was fun anyway.

Tang Shuang glanced at Xiang Yun. This guy's emotional intelligence seemed to be somewhat flawed.

Except for him, everyone else began to think about it. Some were swaying red wine and meditating, some were standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the vast sea for inspiration, and some were discussing quietly in pairs to inspire ideas...

As a lyricist, Tang Shuang was named the first to speak by Lu Yingying. She had a headache and stared straight at Lu Yingying. Miss Lu was not afraid at all and looked straight at him. The two seemed to be competing to see who could blink first.

"You speak first."

"I'll think about it again."

Ding Ji couldn't stand it any longer and said: "I'll come first. I have vain thoughts in my heart and am stalking the world of mortals. It's good to have a stable life. There's no need to be sentimental.????"

It's an ancient poem.

Although Ding Ji's novels are not in Lu Mingyi's eyes, it is undeniable that he is very talented.

When Xiang Yun saw this, he couldn't lose the battle and racked his brains, but writing poetry was really not his strong point, and his head was in a mess.

Although Li Yang was writing a horror novel, he was more willing to give in than Ding Ji. He said: "It is full of wind, flowers, snow and moon, but it is often said that the four elements are empty. Listen to yourself alone, and the tiger roars in your heart."

Lu Yingying clapped her hands and praised the writing for being so good.

These people turned out to be serious, and they were really good at writing. This made Tang Shuang, who wanted to muddle through, have to think carefully. It was unreasonable to not be able to come up with anything.

Seeing Yu Lei coming back from the window, Lu Yingying knew that she already had one, so she asked hopefully: "Sister Yu, come here, I am looking forward to you the most, and Tang Shuang to the second."
To be continued...