The little junior sister approached a little timidly.

"Big... Senior Brother, do you want to write an article for me?"

Xia Yuan nodded.

The little junior sister became happy and her expression became ladylike. She gently moved her little boots to approach her senior brother, and when she looked over, she couldn't help but lose her look.

"Senior Brother, why are you holding the pen?"

Xia Yuan held the pen again with his five fingers and said with a smile: "It's just a good deal."

The junior sister covered her face: "Don't write anymore, it's embarrassing."

The noble woman playing the piano beside her was also a little stunned.

But her cultivation still kept her smile.

However, if this Qinglian Master is not only ugly in his writing but also in his articles, it may be false, and he is a shameless person who pretends to be the real Qinglian Master, then she will not blame her for being rude.

Xia Yuan didn't say much, and wrote a line of words on the paper.

Immediately afterwards, he left the second line without thinking.

Dip ink.

Put the writing.

The grasping posture also becomes three fingers holding the pen.

He did not stop at all.

Line after line of words fell on the rice paper with the tip of the pen. Although it was still less popular, it was much better than the shocking "written with the pen" at the beginning.

He is very fast.

The young junior sister and the noble woman were stunned.

The noble woman hurried over to look, and the first line reads "The flowers of water, land, grass and trees are so cute."

It seems to be an article, not a poem, song, and it is OK to read.

But this writing speed is too fast, right?

Don't need to pause a little when writing an article?

No need to think about it?

You don’t need to mobilize the spirit in your heart and blend it into the tip of your pen to write a beautiful article?

Just that casual?

That's it...

...

etc.

The noble woman's pupils suddenly widened.

Because, she saw Qinglian in the nib of this young man's pen.

——A wonderful writing brings flowers!

Green lotus petals flew past his pen tip and emerged, suddenly dying.

At this moment, let alone aristocratic women, even the junior sister could see the difference.

The two of them seemed to be no longer in place, but stood in front of a ten-mile lotus pond.

The water in the Lotus Pond is a thousand feet deep, and the flowers are blooming when they are young.

The two seemed to be far away from prosperity and the world, walking on the breeze shoreline.

For a moment, it was like a mortal world.

The mood is ethereal and ethereal.

If washed away the dew.

The imperial capital covered by the bright moon suddenly gathered.

The bright moon between heaven and earth was like a huge force, turning into two gathering lights, projecting towards the center of the small star sea in the southern city.

The luxurious pleasure boat floats on the heart of the Milky Way.

The moonlight fell, causing the world to lose its color, and the ancient capital of the long-standing East China Sea Kingdom also lost its light.

Only the pleasure boat is left.

Only that boy is left.

Only the wolves with a wonderful brush are still lit.

The twelve petals of green lotus are born, and the twelve leaves are blooming.

Immediately, a huge sound rang between the heaven and earth, covering thousands of miles, and began to recite:

"The flowers of water, land, grass and trees are so cute.

...

...

I love the lotus only when it comes out of the mud without staining,

Washing in the clear water without being charming,

Straight from the middle to the outside, without vines or branches,

Xiangyuan Yiqing, Tingting and Clean Planting,

You can see it from afar but not play with it.

I call chrysanthemums, the hidden flowers;

Peony is the wealth of flowers;

Lotus is a lady of flowers.

Alas!

The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard of.

Who is the love of lotus, who is the same as Lingyun?

The love of peony is suitable for everyone!”

Read the heaven and earth once.

The ink fragrance spreads away, refreshing the heart.

It makes people intoxicated in this illusion and don’t want to wake up.

The entire noisy Yunyu Avenue, even the entire Qinglong Emperor Capital, and even the distant imperial palace, Qinglong Temple, nearby servant mansion, Xuanshuitai, Demon Suppression Division, Liushemen and other places were silent.

This time the artistic conception was full of transcendence, unlike the previous "clouds and clothes, flowers and faces", many students even suddenly woke up, and used this artistic conception to quickly comprehend their own visualization diagram, understand their own mental methods, and use this sudden enlightenment to break the earth lock or break through the sky seal.

Xia Yuan finished writing the last word.

Sign off.

The world is silent.

Everything is silent.

The twelve green lotus turns into fourteen green lotus.

The fourteen petals slowly close, the flowers bloom and close, and return to Xia Yuan's eyebrows.

He deliberately changed the last sentence to "Lotus Love, Who is the same as Lingyun?", which shows that this is an article written for the junior sister.

I turned my head and looked at my junior sister. Her eyes had just returned to the clarity of her eyes and were looking at her happily.

The woman who played the piano also recovered and looked at the talented young man with great complexity. Then Yingying bowed, "Thank you, Mr. Qinglian, for being able to let Qingyu see the birth of such a beautiful article up close, but this poem is probably not for me, but for the girl beside the young master?"

Xia Yuan nodded.

The woman playing the piano smiled and said, "Qingyu naturally cannot take away the beauty of others, but if you have the chance in the future, I would like to ask Mr. Qinglian to give me a song. Isn't it good to buy the articles of Mr. Qinglian, but I don't have ten thousand gold. However, I will exchange them for things that satisfy Mr. Qingyu."

Seeing that she was cheerful and frank, Xia Yuan smiled and said, "Natural."

The woman playing the piano smiled and said, "Then I, Su Qingyu, will recognize the friend of the young master... If the young master wants to go upstream of the lake in the future, just come and find Xiaoqing."

After saying that, she shouted, "Xiaoqing."

The woman in brocade clothes walked into the door before.

The woman playing the piano said, "Xiaoqing, in the future, this pleasure boat will be allowed to be used by Master Qinglian. If he asks, you must respond and treat him as much as I do."

The woman in brocade didn't say much, and she bowed directly, "Yes!"

Then, she wanted to speak but stopped.

Su Qingyu said: "Tell me straight."
To be continued...