Chapter 40: I'm so pissed off
There was a conflict.
Liu Ziyun and the middle-aged celebrity argued and attacked each other, and the poetry banquet suddenly became lively.
However, this excitement had nothing to do with Su Xian and Lin Chuan. The two of them sat quietly aside and "ate melons".
Lin Chuan took a sip of wine with a smile, then approached Su Xian and said with a smile, "Brother Su, even though these two are arguing fiercely now, I wonder where they will put their faces after Miss Bi'er announces the winner of the poetry competition."
The poem that Su Xian secretly handed to him is truly a famous piece of writing!
Although Lin Chuan was a poor student, he was certain that the fairy girl Zi would choose that poem as the winner.
Now the two of them are arguing fiercely, but it's all in vain.
Soon, Lin Chuan will shine brightly and blind the eyes of Liu Ziyun and the middle-aged celebrities, letting these people see what a good poem is!
Su Xian stared at Lin Chuan's slightly obscene smile, shook his head and ignored it.
His goal was very clear, just to get the one thousand taels of silver. He disdained to get involved in jealousy over women, it was meaningless.
Although Xiaoxian Zi is a very stunning woman, her identity is too strange.
If it weren't for the one thousand taels of silver, Su Xian would have been ready to run away long ago.
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In the boudoir behind the small stage.
The little fairy girl Zi was leaning on a low couch, supporting her head with her hand, and the other hand naturally placed on her exquisite figure. Under her purple skirt, her two feet were placed together on the other side of the couch.
Her starry eyes seemed half-closed, and she looked lazy, elegant and noble.
The maid, Miss Bier, stood respectfully by the side, holding a stack of poems in her hand, with a complicated expression on her face.
"Have you collected all the manuscripts of poems?" Xiaoxianzi's voice was clear and pleasant, but at this moment it was blended with a hint of laziness, like a whisper in a dream, which made people feel itchy all over.
"They have all been collected." Bi'er hesitated to speak.
Another maid, Jian'er, squatted in front of the couch, and her two white and tender hands gently rubbed the legs of the little fairy Zi through her gorgeous purple skirt.
Maybe it was because Jian'er rubbed it too skillfully, Xiaoxianzi was so comfortable that she kept humming with a lazy nasal sound.
Male animals are better off not listening to this kind of sound...
"Where are Su Hyun's poems?"
Xiaoxian Zi became interested, and with a shake of her spirit, she slowly stood up from the low couch. Jian'er, who was pinching her legs, also stood up and stood by her side with his head bent.
Bi'er held a pile of poems in her hand and pulled out the one signed by "Su Xian". She was a little slow in her movements, but finally her face was firm and she suggested, "Your Highness, the poem written by Su Xian's classmate Lin Chuan was also written by Su Xian. Why don't you take a look at that one first?"
"No, I'll just watch Su Hyun's."
The little fairy Zi Su stretched out her white and tender hand, and her long sleeves hung down, reflecting bursts of dazzling gold and silver light.
Bier pursed her lips and said "yes", then respectfully placed the manuscript signed "Su Xian" on the little fairy's purple and tender little hand.
Before the poetry banquet even started, the winner of the poetry championship had already been decided.
Because the purpose of the poetry banquet is to understand Su Xian's character.
However, she still wanted to take a look at Su Xian's poetic talent first.
She had a small expectation for this. From the information she had collected before, Su Xian's poetry talent was above average, not very good.
But tonight was different. Tonight Su Xian met the "most beautiful girl in the world" Xiao Xian Zi, and also admired her "most wonderful dance in the world".
As long as a person is " stimulated ", he or she will develop his or her potential and do things that he or she would never have dared to think of before.
For example, writing poetry.
Ah!
"Those stinky men, don't I understand your little tricks? In order to talk to me more, to look at me more, even a 'poetry scum' can hold back a good poem... Hey, my damn charm!"
Xiaoxianzi sighed in her heart and slowly unfolded Su Xian's poem manuscript.
She first looked at the signature at the end, and after confirming that it was "Su Xian", she started reading from the beginning.
"It's snowing heavily."
Her plump, red little mouth gently uttered the first line of the poem. Well, this line was quite standard.
On the side, Miss Bier, who was holding a stack of poems in her hands, couldn't help but cover her face with her hands.
Miss Jian'er is skilled in martial arts, but not good at poetry. She stood aside and tried hard to comprehend the artistic conception of the poem.
“Crows… chewing… bark???”
When Xiaoxianzi read the next sentence, she was stunned.
This poem has no artistic conception at all, but it does have a strong sense of picture, Xiaoxianzi commented.
On the side, Miss Bi'er still covered her face with her hands.
Miss Jian'er was stunned for a moment, then suddenly covered her mouth and laughed non-stop, her shoulders shaking, and she said with a smile: "This poem seems to have been written by a servant."
Jian'er, who was in a good mood, suddenly noticed the two gazes from Xiaoxianzi. He quickly suppressed his laughter, turned his back, and his shoulders rose and fell.
Xiao Xianzi was too lazy to pay attention to her and continued to read the next line from the poem: "The wind blows..."
"The wind blows..."
"The wind blows..."
Xiaoxianzi seemed to be stuck. She stared at the manuscript with wide eyes, stunned and incredulous. She didn't read the rest of the words for a long time.
Bi'er still covered her face.
Jian'er's shoulders stopped rising and falling, and he turned his head to look at Xiaoxianzi in confusion.
"...butt...cold!"
Xiaoxianzi finally finished reading.
Cold butt?
? ? !!
Bi'er was fine because she had read this poem a long time ago.
Jian'er on the other side suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth so wide that an egg could almost fit in.
Is this a poem?
A big question mark popped up in Jian'er's mind.
The crooked poems she had written with great effort were described by her own princess as "plain as water, without any poetic flavor."
But the song composed by Su Xian is totally unbearable to look at!
"Butt..." Without anyone noticing, Xiaoxianzi's plump red lips opened slightly, and she uttered these two vulgar words again.
Xiaoxian Zi seemed like a fairy who had descended to earth. She was so noble, elegant and beautiful, but she uttered such vulgar words... This scene was like burning the piano and cooking the crane, and a beautiful jade falling into the mud, so vulgar.
The two maids, Jian'er and Bi'er, were both dumbfounded.
After a while, Xiao Xian Zi finally reacted. She pinched the manuscript with her slender white fingers, which were as white as scallions. Her fingertips turned blue. She trembled all over and gritted her teeth and said, "Su Xian, you are so vulgar and dirty. You actually wrote such a filthy poem and polluted my eyes. How hateful!"
She was very angry.
very angry.
Before taking the manuscript from Bi'er, she was still full of confidence, thinking that Su Xian would unleash his potential and write an excellent poem with his above-average poetic talent just to see her more and talk to her for a while longer.
After all, Su Xian is also one of the stinky men.
She knew exactly what those stinky men were thinking.
But what is the result?
What the hell is this that Su Hyun wrote?
With his above-average poetic talent, not to mention writing above-average poems...and so on.
Xiao Xian Zi was startled, then she understood what was going on. She gritted her teeth and said, "Su Xian did it on purpose! He wrote this filthy poem to anger me!"
After realizing this, she became even more angry.
She was so beautiful, and her dancing was unparalleled in the world, but she did not attract Su Xian. Instead of using his poetic talent, he wrote a filthy poem.
This is what she couldn't accept.
Is she not beautiful anymore?
Or is the dance not pretty?
Xiaoxian Zi was so angry that her whole body was shaking, her chest heaving, and her eyes seemed to be spitting fire. She even wanted to kill Su Xian with a sword.
