Bai Susu said at this time that she had accepted the poems of a talented man, which made the atmosphere suddenly warm. Everyone stared at her eyes widened and was very curious. Which talented man's poems of a talented man Bai Susu had accepted, and she felt good about it?

Bai Susu's appearance is beautiful and she is not much more than Xu Qingwan. She controls more than half of the Bai family's assets and business transactions, and can already represent the Bai family in various major business cooperation.

Now he is only seventeen years old, a business genius, and is in his youth and waiting to marry into the boudoir. It can be said that in Runzhou City, he is definitely a representative of the proud daughter of heaven.

But at this moment, Bai Susu personally admitted that she accepted the songs of a young scholar and liked them very much, and this meaning was a bit ambiguous.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Bai Susu, regardless of whether it was a man or a literati or a girl's daughter.

Ding Yin still didn't believe it and said, "Su Su, it's no point to say it. Since you can like it, there must be something unusual. You might as well take it out and compare it with the song I wrote to evaluate it. If that person's writing is not very good and cannot be included in the current situation, it may be more appropriate to accept this song if Su Su's identity is destroyed."

Peng Qingqing was still anxious and was thinking about countermeasures, but when she heard Bai Susu say this, she was stunned and suddenly her eyes lit up. When she saw Bai Susu just now, she did see her holding a song in her hand.

"I've seen it too, it must be several times better than yours!"

Peng Qingqing's helping style immediately made the people around her more interested and eager to see.

Hou Shijie suggested: "Please take it out for me to appreciate it too. After Miss Peng said this, I became curious. I believe everyone present would like to see it."

"Yes, it must be an extraordinary word to be accepted by Miss Bai. Who doesn't want to see it?" Someone began to fuel the fire.

"Since that's the case, I'll take it out and offer it." Bai Susu winked Xiaotong, and Xiaotong understood and took out the Su Chen poem she had bought for a lifetime.

After Bai Susu took it, she handed it to Xu Qingwan and said, "Sister Xu, you are the most famous here. You can read it out and comment objectively so that everyone can appreciate it."

"Okay!" Xu Qingwan was also a little curious about poetry and prose.

"Qu Yuguan": The clouds fly in the long head of Long, the sun is late by the river, and the smoke and waves are all over the railing for a long time. Looking at the rivers and rivers, the clear autumn of thousands of miles, I can't stand looking at them? The divine capital is vast, and the fairy is in full bloom, and the word "Broken Ge" is hard to be together. The broken geese are no longer reliable, and they fly slowly down to Tingzhou, thinking about it."

"I wondered how many good things were there in the past, but I knew that the gathering and separation were difficult, and it turned into rain, hatred, clouds and sorrow? I stopped chasing. Every time I climbed the mountain and came to the water, it caused my life's worries, and it was a bleak thing, and I was speechless forever, but I went downstairs..."

Xu Qingwan's voice is clear and like a yellow oriole, and the charm of reading is very good. The yin and yang are full of emotion. It is more artistic than Peng Qingqing's reading it in a hurry.

Even if the same poem is read aloud by Peng Qingqing, it is definitely not as beautiful as Xu Qingwan.

Invisibly, there are extra points!

This is also the reason why Bai Susu handed over the poems to Xu Qingwan first, and seized the opportunity.

Bai Susu may not be able to write poetry, but this kind of business skills and thoughts of dealing with people and doing things step by step is something that young people around him do not have.

After reading it, Xu Qingwan sighed softly, as if she was still in the artistic conception of the lyrics.

When Ding Yin saw Xu Qingwan sighing, he thought that the poem was not as good as his one, and sneered: "Haha, the talented woman sighed, this poem was not as good as me! Su Su, the difference is divided. Please accept my poem, and throw away your poem."

The talented and beautiful women around him looked at Ding Yin's excited expression of "expressing the writing" and sighed secretly. Ding Yin's literary literacy is not much higher, and his poem was probably bought.

Xu Qingwan came back to her senses and shook her head and said, "I sighed, and was moved by the artistic conception in the poem. The lyricist's writing style that is thousands of miles apart, missing the beauty alone, and has nowhere to express his feelings is mature and profound. It is actually a masterpiece, and it may even be famous for thousands of years. If Mr. Ding's poem was a medium-sized work, this poem would be of the best, and his talent was more than one difference!"

"What, how is this possible!" The smile on Ding Yin's face suddenly frozen before it completely bloomed.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Xu Qingwan stopped looking at Ding Yin, but looked at Bai Susu, then swept to everyone, saying, "I would like to explain the lyrics on the spot and explain the meaning and deep rhyme to everyone."

"That's great." The talented men and beautiful women around were very happy to hear Xu Da Talented Girl's explanation, and there were many applauses.

Xu Qingwan's expression was particularly serious, as if holding a masterpiece, with sincerity in her heart, and even with a sense of appreciation, saying: "This poem expresses the nostalgia and separation during her journey. The first stack of poems describes what she saw in front of her eyes, and the second stack of poems intertwined the two parallel scenes, echoing each other from afar. The first stanza describes the living people staring at the tall building and missing the sorrow of distant people. The white clouds flying on the high hill are the scenes that the beautiful people see, and this scene is hidden in the hurried wandering of the wanderer. The confusion of "the smoke and waves" is also the externalization of the disappointment that cannot be seen."

"The clouds, sun, and smoke are all seen by the railing, and there are distances and near. "One-looking" means looking at the past at a glance, from near to far, from real to empty, thousands of miles away, visible but not visible, forcing out the three words "Forbearing and Ginging" to express the meaning of missing people in the scenery and not to be long-lasting. The five sentences in this paragraph describe the scenery, but only use the three words "Forbearing and Ginging" to express the meaning of missing people in the scenery and not to be long-lasting. Then he devotes all his inner activities to the above description of the scenery and achieves the blending of the scene."

"The second stack is the opposite, first write about love and then the scenery. The three sentences of "Yaoya", followed by "利天火". "Fairy Yingying" compares the person you think of to a fairy. The wild geese could have passed on a letter, but the saying "break" and "no basis" means that it never assumes the task of delivering a letter. The geese passed on a letter to people is nothing more than a legend or metaphor, while the geese "flying down to Tingzhou" is a real thing in front of you. From the virtual to the real, it reflects the melancholy feeling of not getting the letter and not being able to see it, and the feelings go deeper."

"The third stack is the narrative of "thorough thoughts". The melancholy of the day is actually due to the joy of the past, so the four sentences of "thinking in secret" summarize the past, and describe the sorrow and hatred that they first fall in love, then leave, and are hard to see each other again. The three words "blocking the pursuit of travel" are inserted horizontally in the middle of the four and five sentences, including how many hard-to-speak bitterness. Finally, under the mood of "disappearing the soul", there is no words to say for a long time, and walk downstairs. "But down the floor", "Pinglan for a long time" is connected to the whole poem from beginning to end, and blood flows through! It is the best work I have ever seen in the past few years that I miss my lover after a long time."

After hearing this, the people around them were all in the mood of sorrow and longing, and couldn't help but sigh softly, just like Xu Qingwan's sigh at the beginning.

Comparing the two poems, the difference will be judged immediately!

Ding Yin calmed down and knew it himself. He guessed in his heart: Which bastard wrote it, and it happened to be a slap him in the face today.

Xu Qingwan looked at the name left and asked again: "Miss Bai, I don't know which Jiang Zuo talented man this young master Su Yixuan is, but can we introduce it to us?"

"The author of this poem is Su Yixuan?" Many people heard the name of this talented man and remembered it.

"Who is Su Yixuan? I haven't heard of it."

"Don't look at me, I don't know!"

The people around him whispered and were asking each other, shaking their heads helplessly.

Even Peng Qingqing looked at Bai Susu with keen eyes and said to herself: If a good friend has a man she likes, she didn't tell herself! Didn't she agree before that everyone who has someone she likes should make it public?

Bai Susu's cheeks were a little red. Although she guessed that the poem was well written, it was beyond her expectations that Xu Cainu praised it so high.

"Su Yixuan is a talented man from Jinling and has an old friend with me. Recently, he had just arrived in Runzhou and met just now. After giving me this poem, he went out of the city to have a spring outing. Maybe within three to five days, I can't find him." Bai Susu could only lie.

Xu Wanqing showed regret, which made Hou Shijie next to her feel uncomfortable.

However, Hou Shijie also understood that such words could not be written for a year or two, and he would not even be able to write them for the rest of his life.

Poems that can be passed down through the ages have nothing to do with the length of time they are brewing. Only inspiration and talent can one get it!

Xu Wanqing suddenly begged again: "Then can I copy this poem?"

Bai Susu was surprised: "Copy?"

Xu Wanqing nodded and said solemnly: "To be honest, Mr. Su Yixuan is not only talented in poetry but also wrote a poem that can be passed down through the ages. His characters are also very special and have their own uniqueness. Looking at the fonts of the Qin, Han, Wei, Jin, Sui, Tang and Five Dynasties, they have never appeared. It is probably his own creation. Therefore, I plan to copy them in a while and go back and study them."

This first talented woman in Runzhou not only loves literature and history, but also loves poetry, but also has a lot of research on calligraphy and painting. When she saw good copybooks, she also liked them very much.

It is unusual to imagine what she values.

"But...yes!" Bai Susu was truly surprised at this moment.
Chapter completed!