You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 103 Unwilling
"It's like a dream, Miss Rui'er is really a blockbuster if she doesn't sing!" As soon as this poem came out, Song Yulan gave Li Qinrui a high look.

"Rui'er is not talented, it's time for my younger sister." Li Qinrui smiled reservedly, and couldn't help but feel a little more at ease, quite proud.

Song Yulan nodded slightly, and opened her mouth to come: "There is no wind in the rustling leaves, the green smoke and emerald mist make light fireflies, the evening is drunk and the first awakening, and the faint fragrance is lingering."

Not to be outdone, Luo Yihuan said: "Luohong is silent and tears are falling in autumn, and the wind is gradually picking up to make people idle. The grass is more lush, and I only send the winter love to paper kites."

Even Wen Qing'er, who she despises the most, also made it: "The fine grass falls and the flowers fall asleep, the honey-ripe flowers and butterflies are lazy, the wine is drunk at dusk, the osmanthus flowers are fat."

After one round, Li Qinrui's smile suddenly froze on her face, and her heart fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant. The thing she was most proud of was completely injured by the three people in front of her in the blink of an eye.

These three people are obviously like idiots, so why are their poems better than hers!
Li Qinrui is known as a talented girl in the south of the Yangtze River. There are few women around her who have studied, and there are even fewer women like her who can recite poems and poems. When was she not a big show in the past?

She thought she was different, a woman with looks and talent like her, ordinary people would not be worthy of her!This has been dragging, riding a donkey to find a horse, waiting for a price to sell!
I didn't expect to stumble today!

Song Yulan and Luo Yihuan don't care about it for the time being, just say that this Wen Qing'er will be in her prime, how many words can she learn?How many poems do you read?

What's more, I heard that Wen Qing'er still paints, plays the piano, and practices female celebrities every day. She has never seen her pick up a book on weekdays, and she will go out of the house to meet with these two every two or three days. Where is the time to recite poetry?
Could it be that Wen Qing'er has the ability to never forget?Or is she talented and smart, and she can learn it as soon as she learns it?
She, Li Qinrui, lights up the lamp and reads at night, pondering every sentence, carefully considering every word, not daring to relax in the slightest. Even so, she can't compare to Wen Qing'er, it's really outrageous!
Why did Wen Qing'er take over all the good things!
Li Qinrui's crisp hands under the stone table tightly twisted the handkerchief, and her silver teeth almost gnawed into pieces.

But she still had to raise the corners of her mouth, pretending to be indifferent, and praised insincerely: "I didn't expect Sister Qinger's poems to be so good, she must be reading some poems and songs every day!"

I saw Wen Qing'er playing with the corner of her clothes, and said casually: "No, sister, you don't know that I only like to read travel notes and story books on weekdays, and I only read some poems and books with my brother when I was young." .”

Wen Qing'er has read a wide range of books, not limited to those well-behaved books, ranging from astronomy to geography, and even flipped through a few pages of military books.

After listening to Wen Qing'er's words, Li Qinrui's face couldn't hold back immediately. I can write such poems just by reading a script, but I just read some poems and books when I was a child. Do you think I, Li Qinrui, are a fool?

In this way, she is easily compared to her, so what is Li Qinrui's hard work for so many years?
Big joke? !
Li Qinrui's Qi-nourishing skills for so many years were instantly shattered by Wen Qing'er.

What reserve?
What conservation?
What kindness?
At this moment, everything turned into humiliation and anger!
I can't wait to tear Wen Qing'er away!

She is not reconciled!When she arrived in the capital, the successive gaps made her feel inferior to the end, and she had to think twice about what she said, for fear of making a mistake and making people laugh.

Status, money, looks, talents, no matter what she can't do, she can't compare to Wen Qing'er.

This is just the Wen residence, there are so many noble daughters in the whole capital, what is she going to use to compete with others, what is she going to use to fight for a splendid life?
　Wen Qing'er: "It's really easy to write poems and lyrics."

　　Humble author: "No, you shut up."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)