red art soldier

Chapter 253 Night Visit to Wangfujing

Seeing that Wang Sidi was taking his wallet out of his backpack to pay for it, Ye Chen quickly stopped him and said, "Hey, girl, this is for a charity sale. I'll just write a letter and give it to you when I get back. You need to spend money to buy it!"

Seeing this, Ouyang Jingde on the side quickly walked up the pole and said, "That's right, girl, your little boyfriend is amazing, and he will become a figure of a generation of calligraphers in the future. You can see that not only does he write well, but he also writes well." What a great poem! Is this good? If you have time, go to my place, and I will draw a portrait for you. How about a picture of a lady in ancient costume?"

Seeing this, Mr. Zhu pulled Ouyang Jingde and said: "I said you are an old man, isn't this just looking for trouble? The girl obviously saw that this was the handwriting that Ye Chen's brother taught her to write personally. , you still have the nerve to ask for it, this little love, you are stupid!"

Ouyang Jingde sighed and said, "I just want to see the structure of his calligraphy, and I have no other concerns."

Just when these two people were expressing their thoughts to each other, and when they were about to read the word together, they saw Wang Sidi walking over and smiling: "Grandfathers, brother Ye Chen asked me to write this I will give you a piece of writing, but how to distribute it is up to you.”

Seeing this, Ouyang Jingde quickly picked it up and took a look. This picture is completely different from the one he saw before, but this picture is a wonderful one.

The two glanced at each other, and finally they clapped their palms together and said, "Let's take turns watching and learning the techniques."

Calligraphy belongs to calligraphy, and this poem in it really made everyone in the Poetry Association amazed again. Although Master Cherdemon didn't know the specific meaning of this poem, he could also feel that the meaning of this poem was absolutely extraordinary. Same as usual.

Cui Hui once again took on the role of anti-sense, translating sentence by sentence for Che Erduomeng, and finally pointed to Ye Chen.

Master Cheldomon nodded, looked at Ye Chen with admiration, and was very satisfied, then said something to Cui Hui, which surprised Cui Hui.

Ye Chen just saw Cherdemon nod to him, then smiled and talked to Cui Hui, he was also very curious, what is Cherdemon talking about?
Just as Ye Chen withdrew his eyes from Qierduomeng, he heard Zhu Lao's exclamation and Mai Jialiang's tut-tsk again.

"This poem is simple and easy to understand, and it expresses the homesickness of the wanderer. It expresses the meaning at the beginning, and writes about the suffering of a foreign land, and the feeling of homesickness. Brothers from afar, the first two sentences are the best ones handed down from generation to generation!"

"Old Mai, you are right. This poem jumps repeatedly in artistic conception. It is implicit and deep. It is simple and natural but also has twists and turns. The poem is not deep and bitter, but the emotion is natural and kind. The author of this poem, hey, Ye Chen, is this kid possessed by Wenquxing today?"

Ye Chen became the focus again. The poem "Recalling Shandong Brothers on September [-]th" is a famous poem by Wang Wei, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. It is strange that he is not famous. Looking at the expected expressions of everyone, Ye Chen smiled. He smiled and said, "Teachers, please don't praise me. I'm just a boy who has just turned eighteen. How can I write famous poems?"

After Cui Hui heard it, she patted Ye Chen from behind, and Ye Chen hurriedly said, "Teachers, I don't know how this poem is. Please give me a comment so that I can know the shortcomings of it." place?"

Cui Hui was speechless, this guy was pretending to be stupid.

An hour passed quickly, and because of the plane, Cherdormon also bid farewell to everyone. The charity sale also came to an end, and the proceeds of the charity sale today were 2 yuan.

As for the handover, Xiaomao was fully responsible and donated the money in the name of the Poetry and Calligraphy Association.

Ye Chen and Wang Sidi wanted to go to Wangfujing to buy something for Zhang Mengmeng, who was still complaining at home, so Cui Hui drove the two of them to Wangfujing, and then went to pick up Xiaoqian.

When he arrived at Wangfujing, it was the first time Ye Chen came into contact with this place in this world. Before he was reborn, he remembered that he came here once and spent nearly 500 yuan on things. It was the result of his own savings. The key is that the things here are really It's too expensive, a Goubuli bun sold for 35 per cage, only six per cage.

Although the current Wangfujing Street is not as prosperous as it was in that lifetime, after another five years, it will not be what it used to be. However, it is still in the bustling stage of the capital, and there are many tourists, especially the night market at night. , is very attractive.

"This Wangfujing was a large wasteland at the beginning, it can be said to be a barren land, it has a long history, just like your brother Ye Chen and I have profound knowledge, oh, you little girl, you hit me What are you doing? Stretch your nose!"

"Why stretch your nose! I won't stretch it!"

Although Wang Sidi said not to stretch out her mouth, she still stretched out her small face towards Ye Chen, her big watery eyes rolled there and said, "I stretched out, what do you want to drop!"

Ye Chen froze for a moment, this scene overlapped with the previous life again.

"I stretched, what do you want to do!"

"I think……"

Ye Chen also leaned forward, then stagnated, and then a hand appeared in front of Wang Sidi.

"I'm going to scratch your nose, haha..."

After Ye Chen finished shaving, he quickly slipped away, and Wang Sidi, who was still standing there with a blushing face, chased Ye Chen angrily when she saw this.

"Okay, okay, do you want me to tell you a story!"

"Let's talk after scraping, otherwise I will lose money. My aunt will not do business that loses money!"

"Okay, let you earn it back!"

After Wang Sidi scratched Ye Chen's nose with a smile, she shaved it three times in a row.

"Ah, Brother Ye Chen, what are you doing? You moved it. My middle finger and index finger were forced. You can't blame me. If you dare to scratch me, I'll tell the teacher!"

Tell the teacher to go, that's enough reason!

"Okay, okay, I won't give you the general knowledge of the little girl. It has a long history. It has had glory and decline. In the Liao and Jin Dynasties, it was originally a desolate village. After the establishment of the metropolis in the Yuan Dynasty, The population gradually became denser. During the reign of Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, ten palaces were built in this place. In the Qing Dynasty, it became one of the areas where foreigners, foreign religions, and foreign goods were concentrated. Therefore, the famous scenic spot here is the Catholic Church, and then it is This is what we see now. Let’s go, I’ll take you to eat grilled scorpions.”

When Wang Sidi heard this, she trembled in fright and asked, "Is that food edible?"

Ye Chen said with a smile: "If you dare not eat it, take it back and give it to your Mengmeng."

"She, hee hee, okay, okay, I will make that little girl Mengmeng kneel down and beg for mercy."

"Girl, what did you say?"

Wang Sidi giggled and said, "I didn't say anything? Hey, Brother Ye Chen, there seems to be someone arguing?"

Ye Chen looked in the direction Wang Sidi pointed, and saw a group of people looking at something around there, and hearing the sound, it seemed that some young people were arguing with an old man.
"Come on, girl, let's go and see what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)