Wang Siyi and He Shumin could hear Wang Weimin's hearty laughter from far away in the study. The mother and daughter suddenly looked at each other. Wang Weimin was usually serious. As the president of a university, he was usually very serious about words. Maybe at home.

It's a little better, but it's really rare that the laughter can be heard from across the living room like now.

"What are these two people doing?" He Shumin muttered to herself in confusion.

Then He Shumin winked at Wang Siyi and planned to ask Wang Siyi to go and find out. "It happens that the food is almost ready. Siyi, go check it out and call them to eat."

As soon as Wang Siyi walked to the door of the study, he saw Wang Weimin holding two pieces of paper happily from a distance. There seemed to be a lot of words written on them. They should be poems. Wang Siyi guessed in his heart.

"Dad, what are you doing? Come over and eat quickly." Wang Siyi shouted.

Wang Weimin simply waved his hand, "Wait a moment, wait a moment, let me take another look at these two works."

Wang Siyi glanced at Li Changle who was standing next to him, and the latter smiled helplessly. Li Changle had long known that Wang Weimin was a person who couldn't walk after seeing poetry, so he could only helplessly look at his girlfriend.

He shrugged, indicating that there was nothing he could do about it.

"Good, really good, it's really well written!" The more Wang Weimin looked at Spring River Moonlight Night and Shui Tiao Ge Tou, the more he felt that these two works were impeccable.

Wang Siyi took a closer look, saw the name of the Ci brand on it, and said curiously: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou?"

Wang Siyi was not very interested in poetry, so he just glanced down casually. Just because of this glance, Wang Siyi began to feel a little unable to walk.

"I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid that it's too cold in the beautiful buildings and jade buildings at high places. I dance to clear my shadow, how can I feel like I'm in the human world..."

After reading Shangque, Wang Siyi constructed in his mind how cold and lonely it was in the heavenly palace above the moon. This poem can be said to have a strong impact on the mind.

Li Changle didn't write many poems, only a few. Wang Siyi only thought those few poems were very good, that's all. If there was any resonance, there was no such thing, but this water-melody song inspired her.

The feeling that comes is the feeling of resonance.

Just by reading this poem, you can feel the emotion and image that the poem is intended to express. Even if Wang Siyi is not that interested in poetry, this song is enough to make her heartbeat.

"Did you write it?" Wang Siyi turned to Li Changle. Wang Weimin and Wang Siyi would not even ask, because if his father could really write such a poem, it would have been published all over the world, so why bother keeping it until now.

Then there is only one truth. This poem was written by Li Changle, but where did this guy come from so many emotions?

Wang Siyi raised his nice eyebrows. He and Li Changle had been getting together more and more in the past six months. It couldn't be writing about the two of them. But if not, then who was this poem written for?

Li Changle's heart skipped a beat. Although Shui Tiao Ge Tou was said to be about the bright moon, it was generally a poem about longing. There must be someone to miss.

Li Changle quickly bit the bullet and said: "Ah? Yes, it's just what I feel, what I feel...it doesn't refer to a certain person. As I said before, I write poetry.

It's quite metaphysical, and sometimes when inspiration comes to my mind, a few poems will suddenly pop out."

Li Changle, who had a strong desire to survive, quickly explained. Pretending to be realistic is very tiring. One pretense is better than having to use countless lies to make it happen. Fortunately, Li Changle is already familiar with the excuses for these things. Asking

It just came out of inspiration and suddenly occurred to me.

This is the case when writing about lovesickness, and it is also the case in Qingping tune. Now it is the same reason for Shui tune Ge Tou and Spring River Flower Moonlight Night. This is very reasonable, right?

Wang Weimin stood aside and listened to Li Changle's talk. He couldn't help clenching his fists. He had been dreaming of this all his life. He had studied poetry for more than 20 years, so why didn't he?

Once upon a time, I felt something.

Wang Siyi thought for a while and found that what Li Changle said seemed to make sense. He seemed to be such a person. He could always write whatever he wanted to write quickly. Whether it was writing songs, novels or poems, he seemed to be able to do it all.

It looked like it was easy to pick up, and the quality of what was written was very high. Although the excuse was very lame, she believed it.

"This poem is really well written, and it is very artistic when read." Wang Siyi rarely praised a poem, which made Wang Weimin couldn't help but look sideways. He had worked hard for most of his life to let his daughter know more about literature.

A little bit of interest.

The result is that going too far is not enough. Wang Siyi has been learning this thing since he was a child, and he immediately spit it out. When Wang Siyi grew up and started to have his own opinions, he showed a strong sense of resistance to poetry, and finally ran to sing. This was also the case between Wang Siyi and Wang Weimin.

The main reason for the conflict between the couple.

He never thought that although his daughter was also engaged in literature and art, it had nothing to do with writing poems and lyrics. Now she actually directly expressed her love for Li Changle's poems. Wang Weimin's eyes widened. This was something he had never done in half his life.

matter.

"Actually, you can write a tune for this song and then sing it." Li Changle pondered for a while, and finally decided to say, such a classic work, and Wang Siyi's voice is very suitable for singing this song, in this world

It's a pity that not many people can hear it.

"Um?"

Wang Siyi raised her head and looked at Li Changle. There seemed to be light in her eyes. The lyrics of Shui Tiao Ge really hit her all at once. Just reading this poem was already very resonant. It was difficult to

Imagine what it would feel like to sing it in the form of a song.

"Are you telling the truth?" Wang Siyi asked with joy on his face.

Li Changle has written so many songs, so there is not necessarily any song that is bad. Li Changle said that it can be adapted into a song, so this song will definitely not be bad. After all, such words cannot be matched with a song.

It's a bad song, and based on Li Changle's past performance, Li Changle's composition level is no worse than his lyrics.

Li Changle nodded and said seriously: "Of course it's true. I lied to you when. When I get back to Shanghai, I'll write out the music and show it to you."

Wang Weimin watched in amazement and said with a smile: "You boy, I have never seen any poet who can compose and sing his own works into songs. I guess you are the only one."

"But this is done beautifully. The influence your previous songs like Xiangsi and Qingping Tiao have brought to the field of poetry is visible to the naked eye. Uncle Wang is looking forward to your Shui Tune song.

Remember to tell me."

Li Changle smiled and nodded, saying there was no problem. Although this song was not easy to sing, it was also for him. For a singer of Wang Siyi's level, recording this song only took one day.

"Have you finished chatting? Come over for dinner." He Shumin originally called Wang Siyi to come over to find out what was going on, and asked Li Changle and Wang Weimin to come out and prepare for dinner.

In the end, I never thought that Wang Siyi had gone in for a long time and had no intention of coming out. After everything was done, He Shumin simply came over to urge her.

"Oh, yes, let's eat first..." Wang Weimin looked at his dissatisfied wife and immediately said with a smile, urging them to get to the dinner table.

At the dinner table, when He Shumin heard Wang Weimin talking about the two poems written by Li Changle as entries for the competition, he couldn't help being stunned. Then when he looked at Li Changle's eyes, he became kind again.

few.

He Shumin is very tolerant to talented people. She chose to be with Wang Weimin for no other reason than because Wang Weimin was a talented person in her first impression, so she chose to date Wang Weimin. In the end

Come together and get married.

Although He Shumin is a law student, she has done a lot of research on poetry. She knows what kind of status works such as Spring River Flower Moonlight Night and Shui Diao Ge Tou have in the field of poetry.

Not to mention the modern poetry world, these two poems were dazzling pearls in ancient times, the kind that could be passed down through the ages. It was hard for He Shumin to imagine how Li Changle, who was in his twenties, could write such sentimental and sentimental poems.

With open-minded poetry.

Looking at the looks in Wang Weimin's and He Shumin's eyes, Li Changle thought to himself, "Oh no," he felt like he was pretending to be too big. His uncle and aunt's reaction to these two poems was a bit excessive.

Fortunately, they were surprised, but they did not doubt why Li Changle could write such poems. They could only say that this was Li Changle's talent. After all, Li Changle had written other poems in front of them more than once.

Equally stunning work.

He Shumin's eyes looked at Li Changle, and she felt more and more satisfied as she looked at him. Not only was the young man very handsome, he was also very talented. Moreover, looking at her daughter, it was obvious that the two of them were very much in love.

The topic of the conversation with Wang Siyi in the kitchen flashed through He Shumin's mind again, and an idea came to his mind. He Shumin asked: "Changle, I think you have many identities, you are a poet, a musician, or...

As a writer of novels, it seems that you have also participated in the filming of some TV series. I am not saying that this is not good, but I think you should have a direction that you mainly want to do and plans for the future."

I just want to lie down, Li Changle said slowly in his heart. Of course, he couldn't say this to He Shumin.

Li Changle glanced at Wang Siyi and found that Wang Siyi was also looking at him with burning eyes, as if he was also looking forward to his answer. Li Changle smiled immediately and said: "I am a novelist, and I may not go there again in the future.

I have been exposed to so many things, so I can just write novels with peace of mind. If Siyi wants to sing, I will write songs for her."

Li Changle has naturally considered this matter in his heart. In fact, after he handed over all the affairs of Sword and Sword III, he no longer planned to touch the film and television industry. It would affect his relationship with Wang Siyi too much.

As for writing poems, Li Changle didn't care at all from the beginning. The poems were all procured for free, and the first poem he submitted was because of the bonus of hundreds of thousands of dollars.

After all, the level in his mind is limited. If he really reaches the point where Wang Weimin is making friends with poems every day, Li Changle feels that he is definitely not that level, and the most important thing is to get along with a group of literati. Li Changle feels uncomfortable all over.

Some resistance.

So after much thought, Li Changle still felt that writing novels was the most suitable thing for him.

You can also write songs. Anyway, you only write songs for Wang Siyi. You don’t need to think about communicating too much with others like writing poems. After all, if the song in your mind really has to be sung, I don’t know if Wang Siyi will be able to finish it in this life.

Hearing Li Changle's answer, Wang Weimin seemed very dissatisfied. Writing novels? Singing songs? There is no future in writing poetry. Once this thing is written, it can be written into history books and Chinese textbooks.

Wang Weimin suddenly said unhappy: "Hey, Changle, if you think like this, Uncle Wang will say that you are not doing your job properly. Novels, music and other things will become outdated at some time. What will not become outdated, of course poetry

Ah, you have such a great talent, why don't you write a few more poems and try to get a name in history? Just listen to Uncle Wang's advice and thank you for the poems and works."

He Shumin impatiently slapped Wang Weimin's hand away, and then said: "Go away, the old habit has happened again, I have nothing to do with you, I make my own decisions about my own life."

Wang Weimin smiled sarcastically. He seemed to have relapsed into his old habit. His desire for control, which he had no place to control, almost came out again. Fortunately, his wife's high emotional intelligence resolved this embarrassment.

He Shumin is not very interested in whether Li Changle wants to write or do anything. What she wants to ask is actually the latter question: what is Li Changle's plan for the future, and when will she marry her daughter home?

This is an issue that He Shumin is concerned about.

He Shumin pointedly said: "No matter what industry you choose, the most important thing is to be able to give Siyi a stable life in the future. I am not talking about the material level. I believe that none of you will have this trouble.

But on other levels, Auntie, you can pay attention to it in the past. Siyi is born with no sense of security. I hope you can give her enough sense of security."

Li Changle always felt that there was something in He Shumin's words, but he couldn't wrap his head around it for a while, so he could only nod his head, saying that he would definitely do it.

He Shumin couldn't help but have a headache. This kid is quite handsome and talented, so why can't he turn his head on this aspect? She originally wanted to say, or even planned to ask Li Changle when he planned to marry Wang Siyi,

However, Wang Siyi took He Shumin's hand, and Wang Siyi shook his head to stop He Shumin's questioning.

In order to change the subject, Wang Weimin brought out the same wine he had served Li Changle with last time, and said with a smile that he planned to get drunk with Li Changle.

Because Li Changle was drunk here last time, he only drank a glass of wine in response to Wang Weimin's advice, but Li Changle obviously underestimated the stamina of this wine.

The meal ended in a fairly warm atmosphere, but Li Changle felt a little faint. Wang Siyi looked at Li Changle who was lying on the bed speechlessly and muttered a few words: "
Chapter completed!