Xiaosheng is not a nerd
Chapter 121 Finding Friends
Chapter 121 Finding Friends
Seeing Fu Xie's expression moved, Zhu Ming begged softly, "Fu Xie, help me."
Xie Fu sighed: "I can ghostwrite this poem for you today, but you have to promise me a request. From today on, you have to work hard on reading and writing."
Zhu Ming nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, as long as you are willing to help me, I will promise you whatever you say."
Xie Fu took up a pen and wrote a poem: When the wind and rain came on the bed, Hua Yao lost his soul overnight.The spring is gone with the flowers, and it is dusk after sitting for a long time to dress up.
Zhu Ming didn't even ask what was written, and was about to leave happily with the poem. Xie Fu called Zhu Ming to stop, "Don't go yet."
Zhu Ming stopped and asked, "Xie Fu, is there anything else?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Put aside the poems first, I will teach you how to write first today."
Zhu Ming frowned when he heard this, but when he thought of asking Xie Fu for help in the future, he reluctantly agreed.
It took Xie Fu a full hour to teach Zhu Ming to write his name crookedly with a pen.
Seeing that it was getting late, Xie Fu said, "Okay, that's it for tonight."
Zhu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that this kind of thing was really tormenting. Just as he was about to leave, Xie Fu stopped him again and said, "You take this ink, paper and inkstone first. You can use the words Zhu Ming tomorrow." Write it a hundred times."
Zhu Ming got dizzy when he heard it, and begged, "Can you stop doing this?"
Xie Fu said: "No haggling!"
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Back to Yinglou, the single courtyard where Lanning lived.
Lan Ning is dressed up today, luxurious and elegant, as if waiting for the king's arrival, sitting on the railing is not at all lazy and impolite.
Today is not a cloudy day, and it will soon be three poles high in the sun, and it is already very hot outside, except for the green lotus and red lotus in the pond, which are full of energy, and the flowers and plants in the yard have already been sunburned and drooping, Lan Ning's cheeks are also flushed from the heat, almost The dripping sweat dripped silently along the temples on the ground.
"Miss, it's too hot, let's go back to the house."
"Wait a minute, if I go back and this white dove comes suddenly, wouldn't I have missed it?"
"Miss, you are an oiran lady, only people wait for you, but this meeting is waiting for a pigeon."
Lan Ning smiled: "Miss Huakui is also a human being, this son actually has such painstaking efforts, why should I be more sincere."
Juan'er scolded: "Why doesn't this dead pigeon come here? In the past, I didn't want you to come, but it just disturbed people's leisure. Today I am waiting for you to come, but you won't come."
Juan'er's funny words didn't make Lan Ning laugh. Lan Ning has been a little melancholy since she waited excitedly in the morning, and the feeling of "waiting" is really difficult.
Seeing that Lan Ning's face was dripping with sweat, Juan'er said, "Miss, I'll go get some preserved fruits."
Lan Ning said lightly: "Go."
Juan'er turned around and was about to leave when there was a cooing sound, and Lan Ning said joyfully, "Here we are."
Juan'er looked at the white pigeon flying down the corner of the wall, and said jokingly, "Geer, Geer, my Oiran lady has been waiting so hard for you."
Lan Ning listened to Juan'er's teasing words, cast a peevish glance at Juan'er, hurriedly held the pastry in her hand, led the white dove to her side, and took off the paper tied at the white dove's feet. The first seven must, the characters are as handsome as the person.
Juan'er looked closely, and read out: "The wind and rain came on the bed, and Hua Yao lost her soul overnight. The spring is gone with the flowers, and it will be dusk after sitting for a long time."
After Juan'er finished reading, she said thoughtfully: "Well, it's quite smooth and interesting." Suddenly, he said, "Miss, he is really clever. Isn't this long sitting about you at this moment?"
"He must be hiding on some wall and peeking, otherwise how can he say so accurately." Juan'er looked around to see where a sneaky thief was hiding in a hidden corner .
Lan Ningtan's lips moved slightly, and she murmured silently, savoring the meaning, suddenly showing a trace of embarrassment on her face, and cursed: "Dirty bastard!"
"Dirty!" Juan'er leaned her face closer, "Where is the dirty, why can't I see it, it's wind and rain, flowers, spring and dusk, miss, don't you usually write poems with these words? ?”
Lan Ning said angrily, "What do you know!" He said softly, "I'm afraid he thinks I'm really yearning! What a villain..."
"What! How unreasonable!"
Juan'er said angrily, and saw that the young lady's face was red and her eyes were full of annoyance, she turned to giggling and said: "Miss, look at your sweet smile, this young master is so bad, I'm afraid it's just to please others It's not bad, but Juan'er is a little worried, if this son is poor, what should I do?"
Lan Ning reproached lightly: "What are you talking about at this time, poor and poor have such a taste, and poor and poor are gratifying."
Juan'er was slightly surprised. The young lady has never been interested in the poverty of the market. It seems that the charm of writing can also change a person's perception.
Lan Ning said: "He actually said that I miss you, I have to talk to him well."
Juan'er asked, "What did you say?"
"I, Lan Ning, am not a prodigal little hoof..." After all, Zizi didn't read out, turned around and said; "Although I miss the spring, I am not waiting for you, but to find a fifth-class friend."
Juan'er was even more puzzled, looked around, and asked, "Where are the fifth-class friends?"
Lan Ning smiled and said: "This is the first day of the day, with mist at dawn, sea of clouds at sunset, misty rain, clear snow, even if you sit alone and enjoy the beautiful scenery, it is refreshing and makes you forget your worries."
Juan'er immediately praised the word "elegant", and immediately asked, "Miss, what about the second one?"
Lan Ning said: "The second is a good place, or the riverside on both banks, the courtyard of the pavilion, the bamboo under the pool, sitting and walking slowly, or the mountains and rivers, among the hills and valleys, moving and changing shapes, fascinating."
Juan'er praised the word "Yi" and asked, "Miss, what about the third one?"
Lan Ning said with a smile: "The third, fourth, and fifth, then I will ask him carefully to see if he agrees with this." Then he stood up: "Juan'er, go back to the house."
Juan'er asked curiously: "What are you doing, miss?"
"Silly girl, my underwear is already soaked, go back and take a bath, feel refreshed, and write again."
Juan'er giggled and said, "Is this the third party bathing together?"
Lan Ning slapped her, "Girl, you're not very old, and you're full of twisted thoughts. If someone else hears about it, they'll think it's me who taught you."
……
In the evening, Zhu Ming came to Xie Fu's room excitedly, "Xie Fu, help me see what is written in the reply letter?"
Xie Fu continued to read the book, and said unhurriedly: "Have you finished writing it a hundred times?"
"One hundred times?" Zhu Ming obviously forgot about it.
Xie Fu reminded: "I will ask you to write your name a hundred times."
Zhu Ming explained: "Oh, I'm so busy today that I don't have time at all. You can help me look at it first."
Xie Fu said: "Then you go back and finish writing first, and I will read it for you after you finish writing."
Xie Fu and Lan Ning, the immortal enemies, fight, and mortals are bound to suffer.As for those who feel depressed, everyone should treat Zhu Ming as a matchmaker delivering letters.If another character is written to be hated by everyone, then he will suffer.Du Ruquan is an example.Finally, some more sensitive readers can save it for three or four days and read it again. After reading the whole plot in one go, they will not be depressed.The purpose of July is to serve everyone.
(End of this chapter)
Seeing Fu Xie's expression moved, Zhu Ming begged softly, "Fu Xie, help me."
Xie Fu sighed: "I can ghostwrite this poem for you today, but you have to promise me a request. From today on, you have to work hard on reading and writing."
Zhu Ming nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, as long as you are willing to help me, I will promise you whatever you say."
Xie Fu took up a pen and wrote a poem: When the wind and rain came on the bed, Hua Yao lost his soul overnight.The spring is gone with the flowers, and it is dusk after sitting for a long time to dress up.
Zhu Ming didn't even ask what was written, and was about to leave happily with the poem. Xie Fu called Zhu Ming to stop, "Don't go yet."
Zhu Ming stopped and asked, "Xie Fu, is there anything else?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Put aside the poems first, I will teach you how to write first today."
Zhu Ming frowned when he heard this, but when he thought of asking Xie Fu for help in the future, he reluctantly agreed.
It took Xie Fu a full hour to teach Zhu Ming to write his name crookedly with a pen.
Seeing that it was getting late, Xie Fu said, "Okay, that's it for tonight."
Zhu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that this kind of thing was really tormenting. Just as he was about to leave, Xie Fu stopped him again and said, "You take this ink, paper and inkstone first. You can use the words Zhu Ming tomorrow." Write it a hundred times."
Zhu Ming got dizzy when he heard it, and begged, "Can you stop doing this?"
Xie Fu said: "No haggling!"
************************************************** ****************
Back to Yinglou, the single courtyard where Lanning lived.
Lan Ning is dressed up today, luxurious and elegant, as if waiting for the king's arrival, sitting on the railing is not at all lazy and impolite.
Today is not a cloudy day, and it will soon be three poles high in the sun, and it is already very hot outside, except for the green lotus and red lotus in the pond, which are full of energy, and the flowers and plants in the yard have already been sunburned and drooping, Lan Ning's cheeks are also flushed from the heat, almost The dripping sweat dripped silently along the temples on the ground.
"Miss, it's too hot, let's go back to the house."
"Wait a minute, if I go back and this white dove comes suddenly, wouldn't I have missed it?"
"Miss, you are an oiran lady, only people wait for you, but this meeting is waiting for a pigeon."
Lan Ning smiled: "Miss Huakui is also a human being, this son actually has such painstaking efforts, why should I be more sincere."
Juan'er scolded: "Why doesn't this dead pigeon come here? In the past, I didn't want you to come, but it just disturbed people's leisure. Today I am waiting for you to come, but you won't come."
Juan'er's funny words didn't make Lan Ning laugh. Lan Ning has been a little melancholy since she waited excitedly in the morning, and the feeling of "waiting" is really difficult.
Seeing that Lan Ning's face was dripping with sweat, Juan'er said, "Miss, I'll go get some preserved fruits."
Lan Ning said lightly: "Go."
Juan'er turned around and was about to leave when there was a cooing sound, and Lan Ning said joyfully, "Here we are."
Juan'er looked at the white pigeon flying down the corner of the wall, and said jokingly, "Geer, Geer, my Oiran lady has been waiting so hard for you."
Lan Ning listened to Juan'er's teasing words, cast a peevish glance at Juan'er, hurriedly held the pastry in her hand, led the white dove to her side, and took off the paper tied at the white dove's feet. The first seven must, the characters are as handsome as the person.
Juan'er looked closely, and read out: "The wind and rain came on the bed, and Hua Yao lost her soul overnight. The spring is gone with the flowers, and it will be dusk after sitting for a long time."
After Juan'er finished reading, she said thoughtfully: "Well, it's quite smooth and interesting." Suddenly, he said, "Miss, he is really clever. Isn't this long sitting about you at this moment?"
"He must be hiding on some wall and peeking, otherwise how can he say so accurately." Juan'er looked around to see where a sneaky thief was hiding in a hidden corner .
Lan Ningtan's lips moved slightly, and she murmured silently, savoring the meaning, suddenly showing a trace of embarrassment on her face, and cursed: "Dirty bastard!"
"Dirty!" Juan'er leaned her face closer, "Where is the dirty, why can't I see it, it's wind and rain, flowers, spring and dusk, miss, don't you usually write poems with these words? ?”
Lan Ning said angrily, "What do you know!" He said softly, "I'm afraid he thinks I'm really yearning! What a villain..."
"What! How unreasonable!"
Juan'er said angrily, and saw that the young lady's face was red and her eyes were full of annoyance, she turned to giggling and said: "Miss, look at your sweet smile, this young master is so bad, I'm afraid it's just to please others It's not bad, but Juan'er is a little worried, if this son is poor, what should I do?"
Lan Ning reproached lightly: "What are you talking about at this time, poor and poor have such a taste, and poor and poor are gratifying."
Juan'er was slightly surprised. The young lady has never been interested in the poverty of the market. It seems that the charm of writing can also change a person's perception.
Lan Ning said: "He actually said that I miss you, I have to talk to him well."
Juan'er asked, "What did you say?"
"I, Lan Ning, am not a prodigal little hoof..." After all, Zizi didn't read out, turned around and said; "Although I miss the spring, I am not waiting for you, but to find a fifth-class friend."
Juan'er was even more puzzled, looked around, and asked, "Where are the fifth-class friends?"
Lan Ning smiled and said: "This is the first day of the day, with mist at dawn, sea of clouds at sunset, misty rain, clear snow, even if you sit alone and enjoy the beautiful scenery, it is refreshing and makes you forget your worries."
Juan'er immediately praised the word "elegant", and immediately asked, "Miss, what about the second one?"
Lan Ning said: "The second is a good place, or the riverside on both banks, the courtyard of the pavilion, the bamboo under the pool, sitting and walking slowly, or the mountains and rivers, among the hills and valleys, moving and changing shapes, fascinating."
Juan'er praised the word "Yi" and asked, "Miss, what about the third one?"
Lan Ning said with a smile: "The third, fourth, and fifth, then I will ask him carefully to see if he agrees with this." Then he stood up: "Juan'er, go back to the house."
Juan'er asked curiously: "What are you doing, miss?"
"Silly girl, my underwear is already soaked, go back and take a bath, feel refreshed, and write again."
Juan'er giggled and said, "Is this the third party bathing together?"
Lan Ning slapped her, "Girl, you're not very old, and you're full of twisted thoughts. If someone else hears about it, they'll think it's me who taught you."
……
In the evening, Zhu Ming came to Xie Fu's room excitedly, "Xie Fu, help me see what is written in the reply letter?"
Xie Fu continued to read the book, and said unhurriedly: "Have you finished writing it a hundred times?"
"One hundred times?" Zhu Ming obviously forgot about it.
Xie Fu reminded: "I will ask you to write your name a hundred times."
Zhu Ming explained: "Oh, I'm so busy today that I don't have time at all. You can help me look at it first."
Xie Fu said: "Then you go back and finish writing first, and I will read it for you after you finish writing."
Xie Fu and Lan Ning, the immortal enemies, fight, and mortals are bound to suffer.As for those who feel depressed, everyone should treat Zhu Ming as a matchmaker delivering letters.If another character is written to be hated by everyone, then he will suffer.Du Ruquan is an example.Finally, some more sensitive readers can save it for three or four days and read it again. After reading the whole plot in one go, they will not be depressed.The purpose of July is to serve everyone.
(End of this chapter)
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