< Today's first chapter! >
Qiao Ying watched from the side with a smile.
"Oh … this and that …" Jun Moxie racked his brains to think. It seemed like he had to plagiarize again today.
"Xue Yan is right! Then I'll compose a poem for you first. " Jun Moxie cleared his throat. All the girls looked at him expectantly. Naturally, there were many who rejoiced in his misfortune.
For example, Miao Xiao Miao. Right now, she was laughing so hard in her heart. You're just a martial artist … and you dare to say you know how to write poems? At most, you'll write some nondescript limericks! Hmph, I'll watch you make a fool of yourself today! You want to compare yourself to my Jun Ye with your pitiful appearance?
"En … I got it! Xue Yan's grace and magnanimity gave me inspiration. " Jun Moxie took three steps and snapped his fingers. "Clothes on the clouds, face on the flowers; dew on the balustrade in the spring breeze; if we don't meet at the top of the jade mountain, we'll meet under the moon!"
All the girls were shocked!
Miao Xiao Miao was so shocked that she couldn't speak!
Could it be that this Jun Moxie was really a monster?! It seemed like he only thought about it for a short period of time and came up with a poem in three steps. Furthermore, it was such a meaningful poem that suited Mei Xueyan's identity and temperament …
This poetic sentiment might not necessarily be inferior to my Jun Ye, right …
No, this should be a coincidence … It must be a coincidence …
"Alright, alright, now it's Qing Han's turn." Mei Xueyan first received praise from her lover, and then such a beautiful poem that could be passed down through the ages. Her heart was filled with satisfaction, and the corners of her eyes were filled with happiness. However, her mouth urged.
"Qing Han … Qing Han … En, I got it!" Jun Moxie pretended to frown as he turned around twice. Then, he snapped his fingers again. "I got it again. A famous flower that can topple a country and make two people happy together, so beautiful that the monarch looks on with a smile. Explaining the boundless hatred of the spring breeze, the north of the Agarwood Pavilion is dry!"
Everyone's eyes popped out!
Jun Moxie actually had this trick up his sleeve! The lines of "infinite hatred" and "leaning on the window to dry up" in this poem were really in line with Guan Qing Han's unique temperament, that kind of hazy sorrow …
A genius …
The eyes of all the girls were sparkling like stars.
Dugu Xiaoyi was the only one among the girls who had seen Jun Moxie compose a poem. It was at the Golden Scholar Banquet. But when she recalled Jun Moxie's poem, even Dugu Xiaoyi felt ashamed. You want to talk about love with me? Don't talk to me about love, I'm too bad. Don't be infatuated with me, I'm just a legend. Don't provoke me, I'll make you vomit blood.
You call that a poem? That was simply unbearable rubbish! It was just a pile of dog sh * t with a little personality …
So Dugu Xiaoyi never expected that one day Jun Moxie could also compose a poem, even if it was a limerick …
Now, everything in front of her made Dugu Xiaoyi's mouth open wider and wider … In the end, she couldn't help but rub her eyes hard. This … is this really Jun Moxie? I'm not dreaming, am I?
Miao Xiao Miao also rubbed her eyes. This was too shocking …
If one insisted that composing a poem was by chance, it might be barely acceptable. But the second one came out, was it still by chance?
Finally, under the expectation and pressure of all the girls, Jun Moxie composed a poem for each of the beauties present, finally suppressing this resentment.
In the end, even Qiao Ying received a poem from Jun Moxie: There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent, a glance can topple a city, another glance can topple a country; rather than topple a city or topple a country, it is hard to find a beauty again.
Everyone was happy!
Everyone looked at Jun Mo Xie with admiration in their eyes! Too awesome! Too awesome! In less than a blink of an eye, a few poems came out, and each of them was a classic among classics!
Even the top poets in the world didn't have such talent!
He was really the greatest poet …
If Jun Moxie knew what they were thinking, he would definitely be very depressed: So the greatest poet was forced to come out like this …
Only Miao Xiao Miao was a little depressed in admiration: How could this guy be so good? He looked so effeminate and didn't have the slightest bit of manliness, yet he was so talented in poetry. The heavens must be blind …
If Jun Moxie knew what Miao Xiao Miao was thinking, he would probably vomit a mouthful of blood. I'm just a little handsome, how am I sissy? How am I not manly?!
Seeing that all the girls were looking at Jun Dashao with admiration and happiness, Miao Xiao Miao couldn't help but roll her eyes. Hmph, is there a need to worship him like this? He only knows how to write a few slanted poems, unlike my Jun Ye, who can even play music …
As she thought about it, her jade-like hands lightly plucked the zither a few times, a trace of longing in her eyes. Jun Ye … where are you? Do you know how much I miss you right now?
If you came over now, how good would it be to put a stop to this Evil Monarch's arrogance? And let them know that my Jun Ye is the best …
This plucking of the zither made all the girls come back to their senses. He managed to fool them with the poems, but what about the songs? What about the songs for each of them?
Hmph, this guy actually wrote a song for Miao Xiao Miao alone! No! This is simply intolerable!
One had to say, once a woman's jealousy was triggered, it was very scary. Although all the girls already knew that the song was not specially written by Jun Moxie for Miao Xiao Miao, but as long as a woman set her mind on something, if she said it was, then it was!
So …
A moment ago, Jun Moxie was still basking in the adoring gazes, but in the next moment, he was instantly thrown into a wave of condemnation …
Compose!
And it was the same old rule, one song for each of them!
This request almost made Jun Dashao vomit three liters of blood!
"En, all of you must be tired after listening to so many poems. I'll go see what Fatty Tang is doing, don't let this fellow bring disaster to our Evil Monarch Manor …" Jun Moxie randomly found an excuse to slip away, but he was blocked by Mei Xueyan at the door.
Following that, Dugu Xiaoyi and the rest swarmed over, blocking the door tightly.
Want to leave? Wishful thinking, no way!
Looking at the group of female kings blocking the door, Jun Dashao could only smile bitterly and cry out in his heart: Help ah …
"Beauties, please do me a favor … Let me tell you, composing a song is not as easy as eating cabbages. No matter what, you must first have inspiration, and then a period of time to brew, and then slowly ponder over it, changing the draft a few times, before you can form a prototype. You don't know how difficult it is to compose a song ah …" Jun Moxie said with a bitter face.
Jun Dashao put on a pitiful act, hoping to gain the forgiveness of the girls, but he didn't expect things to turn out contrary to his wishes. Not only did his pitiful act not gain any sympathy, it instead added fuel to the fire.
The girls' aura seemed to rise again, and all of their faces flushed red. Jun Moxie was a little confused and puzzled …
"Hm, so Big Brother Mo Xie thinks that I don't know what a song is, so you never talked to me about it! No wonder you don't even have the interest to compose a song in front of me … "Dugu Xiaoyi said with a pout. The little girl's eyes were full of tears, and she looked like she was going to cry at any moment …
Jun Dashao was a little dumbfounded. "What did I say? What did I say? I didn't say anything … "
"What else is there to say? We don't understand the difficulty of composing a song, we only know how to eat cabbages. I really envy Sister Miao, she has a considerate husband, and the two of them are like-minded. That's what you call a perfect match, a match made in heaven. You don't need to say anything, we all understand! "Mei Xueyan said in a strange tone.
It looked like Mei Xueyan was determined to make things difficult for him today …
Jun Dashao didn't just look a little dumbfounded, he was on the verge of breaking down. His eyes stared blankly. What's with that, I didn't mean it that way! Isn't this accusing me to death?
Miao Xiao Miao hurriedly tried to mediate. "Big Sisters, Manor Lord Jun is speaking the truth. Composing a song requires inspiration the most, if there's no inspiration, then even the most powerful of geniuses can't do it!"
"Hm, so he doesn't have any inspiration when he's with us, why does Sister Miao's husband only have so much inspiration? It looks like the two of them have a good relationship … "Han Yan Meng curled her lips and said sourly.
Jun Moxie was completely defeated, and he was completely depressed. He reluctantly begged for mercy. "This thing is really not something that can be obtained in a hurry, even if I'm a deity, I can't do it. Big Sisters, please spare me …"
It wasn't that difficult for Jun Dashao to have a song for everyone. He had a lot of classic songs in his memory, but he couldn't indulge the temper of this group of women. Otherwise, they would ask for a song for no reason in the future, no matter how much he remembered, it would be of no use, and sooner or later he would run out of money …
Besides, it wasn't that rare to take out too many songs at once …
The women saw that Jun Dashao was flustered and exasperated. They weren't pretending, but their eyes were focused on Guan Qing Han. When it came to poetry, Guan Qing Han could be said to be a great expert in this field, and her attainments were even better than Jun Moxie, the plagiarism expert. At this time, everyone was willing to listen to her opinion.
Guan Qing Han didn't join forces to attack Jun Dashao like the other women just now. There was no other reason, but because of Miao Xiao Miao's accidental words just now, she fell into contemplation, recalling Jun Moxie's feelings for her, his kindness to her, and his … love for her!
All the women fixed their eyes on Guan Qing Han, and she instantly came to her senses. She said softly, "Sisters, what Mo Xie said is right. Whether it's writing lyrics, music, poetry, or painting, as long as it's a good work, there must be an opportunity. Although Mo Xie's talent is extraordinary, he has written so many poems for us just now, and his talent is exhausted. It's really difficult to force him to compose a song. Even if he is forced to do it, it's bound to be an inferior work, so it's better not to do it. Sisters, please consider it!"
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