"It's okay!"

But Daohe waved his hand and said with a smile: "The flame beads are of no use to me, but for junior sister Qingyi, they are useful. I can also be regarded as the beauty of adulthood."

He paused and said, "Also, I can hear Junior Sister Qingyi write a poem, and a mere flame bead makes me look so cold. Otherwise, I have some secret treasures here. If the junior sister likes you, what should I give it to you together?"

"No, no."

Seeing the space ring on Daohe’s finger flashing strange light, Qingyi hurriedly said, “Then I will make a lyrics of ugly things, and I hope Senior Brother Daohe doesn’t make a joke.”

After the words came, Qingyi inadvertently touched Su Shi.

Su Shi naturally understood what she was going to do at this time. After thinking for a moment, she touched a fiery red ring on her fingers and passed a poem into Qingyi's ears.

This ring has the effect of divine sound transmission, and was lent to Su Shi by Qingyi on the way to come...

And at this time, the pavilion became quiet.

There is no such thing as Qingyi's poetry writing, so these people are curious about Qingyi's attainments in poetry.

Even Lu Shuanger and others seemed quite excited.

"In the past, although Sister Qingyi liked to participate in poetry meetings, she always refused to write poetry. It was really not easy to hear her write a poem this time."

"It's still Brother Daohe who is powerful, which actually makes our sister Qingyi agree to write poetry. This is difficult for other young talents."

"Tell me, how is Sister Qingyi's talent in poetry?"

"I guess it won't be too bad..."

......

Listening to the discussions of the sisters beside him, Qingyi's pretty face relaxed.

This time, the main reason why she was out of normalcy and easily agreed to write poetry by Daohe was because Su Shi was beside her, which made her feel confident. If Su Shi was not there, she would definitely refuse again and again.

Her talent in poetry is really bad, but she likes this very much, so she often comes to poetry meetings, but because she is worried that she will make a fool of herself, she refuses to write poetry every time.

But this time it's different...

Qingyi turned around and smiled at Su Shi, then looked far away, and after a silence, he spoke: "The forest flowers are fading, spring red, too hurrying, I have no choice but to come cold rain and wind."

After chanting the first stanza, everyone who heard it felt a silent melancholy sweeping over, but apart from that, there was no big feeling.

"Rouge tears, we stay drunk, when will it be...?"

When I read this, a low voice gradually broke out in the scene.

This poem is obviously expressing the love of cherishing flowers, but the next personification technique makes people wonder whether it is the person who leaves flowers or the flowers who keep people? The word "drunk" makes this mood seem intoxicating and unforgettable, making everyone unable to help but fall into the frustrated and melancholy artistic conception brought by poetry.

"It is true that people live long and regretful."

After the last sentence fell, the scene suddenly felt a quiet needle that could be heard.

This is simply the finishing touch, covering the emotion that has created a long-term frustration and melancholy in just nine words, giving people endless sadness, but there is also a sigh of eruption!

"In seconds!"

I don’t know who started, but then there were many discussions in the pavilions around me.

Lu Shuanger also came back to her senses and said in surprise: "The poem written by Sister Qingyi seems to be writing a sigh of the end of late spring, but in fact it conveys her infinite regret for her frustration in life, and her cold mood makes people feel sad..."

"I didn't expect that Sister Qingyi's attainment in poetry is so high, it's really unbelievable."

"I think that the height of the poem "Qingyi Sister" is probably the only one among us who has left, who can compare it with her."

......

Listening to the sisters' flattery, Qingyi was also very happy, smiling with a fascinating beauty.

At this time, Daohe came to the pavilion with a flame bead and said, "Woezing without tears, color like rouge, good poetry!"

......

Then the two exchanged their experiences in poetry together. What was unexpected was that Daohe, who was said to be a "martial madman", actually knew a lot about poetry.

The two of them had a very pleasant communication.

"Wow, Bai Yuye is here!"

At this moment, Lu Shuang'er, who was standing beside him, suddenly, everyone's eyes were attracted, and even Su Shi couldn't help but want to see what Bai Yuye looked like.

I saw a young man in white walking in the distance. The color of his clothes looked monotonous and his outfit was very simple, but he gave people a feeling of being as ethereal as a fairy.

Of course, there is no need to say much about his appearance, which is better than Li Shengfeng before.

The most important thing is his temperament, which is simply intoxicating.

The female disciples in the pavilions around were almost crazy, with their eyes blooming, and they wanted to pounce on Bai Yuye immediately. Even some male disciples showed admiring eyes.

Bai Yuye himself is very calm, and he must have seen too much about this situation.

Accompanied by two followers, he came to a pavilion not far from Su Shi, sat there, looking at the sparkling lake in the distance.

However, shortly after he sat down, his pavilion was surrounded by female disciples.

"Senior Brother Bai, I have a picture of Gao Kejiang's spring river reflecting the moon here. I just want to hear my senior brother write poems, even a single sentence is OK."

"Senior Brother Bai, I have a delicate blood jade flute here..."

"Senior Brother Bai, I heard that you like Senior Wang Wen's calligraphy the most. I have his original works here..."

......

The scene suddenly lost control.

Su Shi was stunned when she was watching from the side. Isn’t this too exaggerated?

These women were very reserved before, but when Bai Yuye came, they all became ill-fated and did not care about their image?

Even Lu Shuang'er, who was beside him, became a fan of girls: "Senior Brother Bai is so graceful and elegant tonight. I feel that my little heart is about to burst."

Another woman's cheeks were even red: "You guys help me see what the poem I wrote is like? What about this word? Will Senior Brother Bai like it later?"

Daohe, sitting in the pavilion, looked very embarrassed when he looked at the crazy appearance of the people beside him.

However, when he saw Su Shi, his eyes stayed for a long time.

After Bai Yuye arrived, all the people present went crazy. Even Qingyi looked over there many times, but there was no slight wave on Su Shi's fair and pretty face.
Chapter completed!