Chapter 634: Arty

Song Ning blushed slightly and said: "This..."
"No problem!" Luo Jun quickly agreed, but don't make another kick, otherwise, what should I do if I get caught?
When Song Ning saw this, she didn't say much any more, she actually had some expectations.
Luo Jun is a clever guy. He didn't write a poem right away, but started to look at Song Ning. He looked at Song Ning blatantly, looking up and down, and he was intoxicated.
Song Ning was embarrassed by Luo Jun, but Luo Jun wanted to write a poem, so she didn't want to blame Luo Jun for being rude. Otherwise, in ordinary times, who would dare to look at her so unscrupulously.
Then, Luo Jun began to pace back and forth, frowning. From time to time, I also look at Song Ning!
The booing young man laughed immediately and said, "Is it okay? If it doesn't, just leave, don’t be embarrassed here!"
Song Ning couldn't help frowning, she felt that these people were really annoying.
An Zixuan also scolded, "You pay attention to inspiration when you write poetry. Even if Young Master Lin can't do it, it's normal. What are you making noise? Is it really a literati?"
"Yes!" At this moment, Luo Jun suddenly excited.
Luo Jun is a personal spirit, and he will say the verse immediately. Poetry is not as simple as eating, you can eat as much as you want. This needs to be brewed, he must make a difficult appearance, so that people can believe that you came up with it yourself.
At this time, Song Ning's eyes lit up.
An Zixuan also seemed very interested.
So under the gaze of the public, Luo Jun stared at Song Ning closely and said, "There are beautiful ladies in Yalou."
Luo Jun pondered for a moment, and then said: "Peerless and independent, smile into the city, and smile into the country."
"Ning to know the allure of the city and the nation, it's hard to get a beautiful woman!"
When Luo Jun finished reading this poem, Song Ning's face was as red as an apple. She said: "Young Master Lin is too acclaimed. Song Ning has such a talent?"
An Zixuan was the first to applaud, and he said, "Young Master Lin is really talented, good poetry and good poetry!"
Many young men can only applaud reluctantly. When the young ladies looked at Luo Jun again, they were all different.
Brilliant! Although this guy is shabby, he is really talented!
Those young men dare to refute that Luo Jun wrote this poem well and flattered even better. Doesn't it mean that Song Ning is not so beautiful and outstanding?
Song Ning murmured, "Smile in the city, and then laugh in the country, Young Master Lin, you should give me this poem, okay?"
Luo Jun smiled slightly and said, "Miss Ning'er, this poem was originally given to you. Only you can deserve this poem!"
Song Ning blushed and said, "Young Master Lin, you are too acclaimed, Ning'er really dare not be!"
Luo Jun smiled. After that, Song Ning said, "Please enter Master Lin!"
Song Ning seems to be the home court here, and even An Zixuan is dependent on her.
So under such circumstances, Luo Jun smoothly entered the second floor of the Ya Building.
The scholarly pen and ink on the second floor are all available. There are many rice paper brushes and so on. It seems that everyone is interested, and they should write poetry immediately.
Upstairs in Ya, there are a few small tables. Everyone is sitting at the table. There are snacks and wine on the table.
Luo Jun sat down at the table beside Song Ning and An Zixuan.
Then, An Zixuan got up and said, "Let's continue the poem meeting."
All the princes and ladies all responded.
At this time, the pipe bamboo silk music sounded, but it was played by a dedicated musician. The sound is not heavy and will not disturb everyone's conversation.
Song Ning asked Luo Jun slightly, "Master Lin, where are you from?"
Luo Jun was startled slightly, and then he said: "I am a walking poet, and I am a home from all over the world. I can't tell you where I am."
Song Ning gave a soft sigh and said, "The son is also a poor person."
Luo Jun smiled and said: "It's not pitiful. The city has its scenery and beauty. And I walked around, and I can see the scenery and some interesting things. People's life is short, and I can't live up to the time, Ning Er Miss, do you think so?"
Song Ning suddenly felt that Luo Jun's words were simple but contained philosophy. She said: "The son is a strange person."
Luo Jun immediately said modestly: "Miss Ning'er is too acclaimed. I'm just an idle wanderer. I can hardly avoid rolling my eyes wherever I go. What a strange person."
"Will the husband care about the eyes of others?" Song Ning asked.
Luo Jun was taken aback, and then said: "That's not true, I live my own life, that can manage so much."
Song Ning smiled and said: "The son is a free and easy person."
The two of them chatted enthusiastically, but An Zixuan looked a little uncomfortable. But he is a person who is good at disguising, so he didn't have any attacks. He felt that Luo Jun was just a walking poet, so what if he had some talent? That is definitely impossible to happen to Song Ning.
Because the identity gap between the two lies here!
Regardless of whether it is the shadow world or the sun world, it is all about the right one.
At this moment, a man named Huang Gongzi suggested: "Since today is a poem meeting, let's fight poems."
When Luo Jun heard this, he was a bit bitter, copying poetry, fighting poetry is really difficult!
He pretended to be too much today, but he was really afraid that he would not be able to get off the stage.
He is not afraid of Luo Jun fighting. He is indeed a headache for this literati.
At this juncture, Luo Jun dare not talk nonsense.
At this moment, a young master Zhao spoke up, and he said, "There is nothing fun about fighting poems, let's be right."
This guy thinks that Luo Jun is too good at composing poems. If he fights poems, he will definitely get the limelight. It's better to play Luo Jun's weakness!
Everyone is a famous young man, and I really don't want to be robbed of the limelight by a poor scholar!
In the presence, there are many people who are as mindful as Zhao Gongzi. So someone immediately agreed!
An Zixuan said, "I think it's OK." He then asked Luo Jun: "Lin Gongzi, what do you think?"
Luo Jun naturally can't show his timidity, but he immediately said, "I'm not very good at the pair. If I can't catch it, please forgive me!"
An Zixuan smiled slightly and said, "That's natural."
As soon as Luo Jun said this, many princes were relieved. Those ladies, including Song Ning, were a little disappointed.
Luo Jun's heart was full of bitterness, what kind of muddy water came here, isn't this asking for bitterness?
For pairs, he knows a little bit about this. At this time, he can only desperately think about the knowledge points about the pair.
"I'll start first." The son of Zhao said: "The tide is in the river. The tide goes up, and the tide goes down."
"My day, it's so difficult!" Luo Jun heard this Shanghailian as a frosted eggplant. No clue at all!
In this shadowy world, there are rivers and lakes, so this Shanghai Alliance is not surprising. When Luo Jun came, he had seen many rivers and lakes.
Song Ning and An Zixuan both started thinking.
But Song Ning seemed to be very concerned about Luo Jun, she looked at Luo Jun. Luo Jun immediately felt her gaze. He immediately pretended not to see it, ate snacks and started drinking.
At this moment, Na An Zixuan said: "Yes." He stood up, and said triumphantly: "Floating clouds rise, long rise, long rise and fall."
"Okay!" After listening, everyone cheered immediately.
A strange light appeared in Song Ning's eyes. Luo Jun saw in his eyes, secretly saying that this little lady has changed her heart so fast!
He couldn't help but admire An Zixuan a little, because this upper lineup was difficult, and An Zixuan's paired lower lineup was also neat. This guy seems to have a real talent for learning, unlike himself, he is completely Western.
Then everyone began to confront each other again, and the atmosphere was very warm. However, the subsequent pairs are not so subtle. Some pairs can be matched by the ladies.
Song Ning tried a few of them, but she was also talented. She and An Zixuan still look pretty good.
At this moment, Song Ning made a pair. She groaned softly. "Autumn Water Yintang Mandarin Duck and Wing."
This Shanghai League reflected Song Ning's young girl's mind, and she also wanted a wishful man in her heart.
Luo Jun is not a big boss, no one can hear the meaning of the Shanghai Federation. This is to ask for a wishful man to stay and fly.
The princes and buddies immediately became excited, and they all racked their brains to confront each other.
Song Ning looked at An Zixuan more. She was interested in An Zixuan. She hopes that An Zixuan can cope.
At this time, Song Ning had already passed his freshness towards Luo Jun. After all, Luo Jun is a poor scholar, and there may be something really happening there with a proud girl like Song Ning.
An Zixuan frowned and said nothing.
Luo Jun felt that he couldn't stand up anyway, and didn't even think about it.
At this moment, the son of Zhao stood up excitedly and said: "I figured it out, the clear water and the long sky will be together." His face flushed with excitement.
However, although his link is correct. But even a layman like Luo Jun can see that his link is hurriedly matched. Although the match is neat, the mandarin ducks and the drums are far-fetched. It can barely be regarded as a middle-level association.
Song Ning frowned slightly, but did not speak.
Her frown is really distressing.
Luo Jun wanted to show the limelight, but unfortunately, he couldn't stand up!
At this moment, Chen Feirong smiled in Luo Jun's mind and said, "Brother Jun, do you want me to help you?"
"I'm going, will you still be right?" Luo Jun communicated with Chen Feirong in his mind.
Chen Feirong said: "I can't, but I can read the memories of their presence! I can get into An Zixuan's head."
Luo Jun was taken aback, and said, "That's fine, this An Zixuan has some cultivation skills, and I don't think it is true, I'm afraid it is not a simple one. If you go, you will be scared. Great!" He paused, and then said: "Furthermore, he didn't match up!"
As soon as Luo Junhua spoke, An Zixuan stood up. He smiled slightly and said, "I'm right, Ning'er."