The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

Zhang Dong's face was calm, but his heart was very vigilant. In history, Bian Yujing fell in love with the talented Wu Weiye, and then entangled with him for a lifetime, and finally became a Taoist priest, and his end was very bleak.

However, according to history, at this time, Bian Yujing hadn't known Wu Weiye yet, so it can be seen that history has changed a little.

What made Zhang Dong secretly feel bad was that he seemed to be a step late. Judging from Bian Yujing's performance, she already had a great impression of Wu Weiye, and she might have fallen in love with Wu Weiye deeply.

After all, Wu Weiye is a well-known talent, a Jinshi in Chongzhen, a famous poet, and Qian Qianyi and Gong Dingzi are known as the "Three Masters of Jiangzuo", and the founder of the Loudong School of Poetry.He was good at singing with seven characters, learned "Changqing Style" for the first time, and later formed a new chant, which is called "Meicun Style" by later generations.

Such a talented person, as long as he falls in love with a certain talented brothel girl, the brothel talented girl really can't resist it.

Now, Bian Yujing actually asks him to go back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I'm afraid it will be too late when he comes back. Naturally, it is impossible for him to go back, but he can't get angry in front of the beautiful woman. Besides, the beautiful woman has an affair with Wu Weiye. About, he knocked down the madam with gold before he saw the beautiful lady.

Then he smiled lightly and said: "Miss Yujing, I heard that Wu Weiye is a rare talent, I just took this opportunity to meet him, so don't drive me away."

Bian Yujing was very upset, of course not only for Zhang Dong who refused to leave, but also for the greedy madam, otherwise, why would she have to receive two guests at a time?Forced to cheer up, the maid invited Wu Weiye in and sat on another stool. She apologized and explained.

Wu Weiye's face became ugly, and his brows were slightly frowned, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Bian Yujing introduced the two of them, and the two men nodded lightly.

Wu Weiye didn't care about Zhang Dong. Zhang Dong looked very imposing and well-dressed. He must be a rich kid with no goods in his stomach. This kind of person could not move Bian Yujing's heart at all, and could not pose a threat to him.

Zhang Dong didn't care about Wu Weiye, who was dressed in plain clothes and had an unusual temperament.

Bian Yujing began to use his skills to deal with the two, but of course he took care of Wu Weiye more, and he was just perfunctory to Zhang Dong.

Gradually, Bian Yujing's interest became high, and she performed her painting skills on the spot. She picked up a pen and swiped rapidly on the paper, and quickly drew more than a dozen pieces of paper, all of which were full of luxuriant orchids, beautiful and lifelike.

She also played the piano and sang to entertain guests. The sound of the piano was elegant and ethereal, with a touch of melancholy.

Wu Weiye and Zhang Dong's faces were full of enjoyment, and they applauded in admiration.

Zhang Dong couldn't bear it and recommended himself: "Miss Yujing, your singing is so beautiful, I will write a song for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Bian Yujing said with a coquettish smile: "Mr. Zhang, your masterpiece will be discussed later. Why don't we ask Mr. Wu to write a poem? Mr. Wu is a rare talent in the world. I appreciate his calligraphy and read aloud. His poems are definitely the greatest enjoyment in life."

Obviously, Bian Yujing is not interested in Zhang Dong at all, but only interested in talented Wu Weiye. "

Wu Weiye glanced at Zhang Dong with contempt and pity, and said with a smile: "Then I will show my shame..."

He sat down in front of the desk, and wrote in the blank space of a certain orchid painting by Bian Yujing just now: "Long asked about painting orchids in the east wind, and the jade man sighed and leaned against the railing. Not dry yet. The weak leaves are lazy and make you tired at noon, and the tender buds are tinged with the timid spring cold. Whoever sends the book to powder, I am afraid that Xiao Lang can't bear to read it."

He wrote in cursive script, with ingenious typesetting, stretched fonts, sophistication and beauty.

This poem is also extraordinarily beautiful and contains special feelings.

Bian Yujing's pretty face turned red with a faint red cloud, and her beautiful eyes were rippling with the color of spring. She clapped her hands and said in admiration: "Mr. Wu, you are simply the number one talented person of our time. This poem is elegant and beautiful, and this word is gorgeous and incomparable. People can outdo each other.”

"Miss Yujing, you've won the prize."

Wu Weiye said modestly, but the pride on his face and the strong self-confidence betrayed his heart. Obviously, he really thought that he was the number one talented person in the world today, and he did his part.

"Hahaha……"

Zhang Dong spit out a sip of tea from his mouth, and couldn't help laughing.

Bian Yujing and Wu Weiye looked at each other in astonishment, and cast their eyes on Zhang Dong's face at the same time, Bian Yujing couldn't help asking: "Young Master Zhang, what are you laughing at?"

Zhang Dong tried his best to laugh, and while rubbing his chest, he said: "Miss Yujing, you are really good at flattering people. Such shameful words, such no artistic conception, are all rhetorical and broken poems. How dare you boast to the sky?" Gone? When you say the number one genius in the world, you don’t mean the number one idiot in the world, right?”

This time, he can't be as modest as he is when he pursues Gu Hengbo. Now he has to be high-profile in order to win the beauty's heart.

Wu Weiye was so angry that he almost vomited blood, pointed at Zhang Dong and said tremblingly, "You, you, you are just talking nonsense!"

Bian Yujing was also taken aback, then looked at Zhang Dong with reproachful eyes, and said, "Mr. Zhang, you don't know poetry and calligraphy yourself, so don't talk nonsense. What I said just now is the truth. Mr. Wu is a Today's number one genius."

Zhang Dong laughed again, and said, "Miss Yujing, don't hide it anymore. We all know what kind of talent Mr. Wu is."

Bian Yujing couldn't laugh or cry, and didn't know how to explain.

Wu Weiye's heart was raging with anger, he couldn't bear it anymore, and said coldly: "It seems that Mr. Zhang is the real number one talent in the world, why don't you show your hands and let me look up?"

"Mr. Wu is too famous. I just read some books. I never think I'm very talented. However, even if I close my eyes and write poems, I won't be so bad." Zhang Dong pointed to the song Wu Albert proudly said the poem he just wrote.

Bian Yujing was stunned, and looked at Zhang Dong like a monster, completely wondering how could there be such an arrogant person in the world?

"Please, please, please."

Two blue veins appeared on Wu Weiye's forehead, and he forcibly pulled Zhang Dong down in front of the desk.

"Miss Yujing, do you really want me to make a fool of yourself?" Zhang Dong turned to look at Bian Yujing and said.

"want."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Bian Yujing's pretty face, because she believed that Zhang Dong was talking nonsense and bragging.

Zhang Dong sighed softly, and said, "Miss Yujing, real talented people seldom show their faces in public, so the talented people you know are not really talented. The young master left in shame, spoiling your interest."

"Don't talk too much, just write."

How can Bian Yujing believe it?Said with displeasure.

Wu Weiye was so angry that his lungs would explode, and he wanted to slap Zhang Dong. How could Wu Weiye be so broad-minded and talented, how could he leave in shame?

(First update, asking for monthly tickets and red tickets.)