It was better to keep a low profile. Don't flirt with girls who are not you, and don't pretend to be cool if you are not.
Looking at the young man with the surname Wu's face turning pale and embarrassed, Li Yi felt extremely happy.
He couldn't even compose a Qixi poem, and he still had the nerve to pretend to be cool here?
Although Li Yi couldn't compose it himself … he could copy it!
After being here for so long, he had almost read all the books in the village. Although the people of Willow Leaf Village were not cultured, the books they had robbed were comprehensive enough for him to have a comprehensive understanding of this world.
Of course, there were poems in this world, but they were not as prosperous as those in his previous world. Li Bai, Du Fu, Su Shi, Liu Yong … those famous literary giants in his previous world could not be found in this world. Li Yi could boldly be a plagiarist without worrying about being found out.
Qixi poem?
Li Yi might not be able to recite many poems, but he still had a deep impression of the poem that had been passed down through the ages and almost became a masterpiece.
What's more, there were so many books in his head that he had not used yet. If he randomly took out 10,000 Song poems, he would probably be able to kill people with the Qixi poem alone …
"I'm not talented, so I won't embarrass myself." The young man with the surname Wu's face was stiff. After looking at Li Yi, he said, "I think the new son-in-law is good at reciting poems …"
Li Yi glanced at Wu Ying indifferently and didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Not talented?
It was really shameless to use such a word to describe himself. If this guy knew how to write his name, Li Yi would consider himself well-read.
He was obviously illiterate, but he still wanted to pretend to be knowledgeable. This kind of person was too disgusting!
"I happen to have a suitable Qixi poem in my mind. Do you have a pen and ink?" Li Yi looked at Liu Yu with a smile and said.
He was now slowly getting used to speaking in this tone. His genteel tone, coupled with his handsome appearance, really made him look like a scholar.
His refined and courteous demeanor was not something that those rough men who only knew how to dance could compare to. The girls in the stockade were used to hardcore tastes. Occasionally, they would change to something fresh and fresh. Inevitably, they would have a feeling that their eyes would light up.
The girls looked at him and thought about Wu Ying and the others. They felt that they were all born and raised by their parents. How could there be such a big difference between them …
"The Qiao Lou has a brush and ink," the woman named Liu Yu said with a smile.
The youth surnamed Wu and the others tragically became the background. They could only watch as that hateful fellow was escorted up the pavilion by the women. He didn't even pay them any attention. His existence had broken the bottom line.
"I want to see what he can write!" Wu Ying's face was gloomy as he strode forward.
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"Son-in-law …"
Xiao Huan was in the midst of decorating the loft. When she raised her head and saw Li Yi coming up, she hurriedly trotted over.
Liu Yu's gaze swept across the loft. She frowned and said, "The brush and ink are here, but the paper seems to have been used up …"
There was no place in the stockade that usually used paper. The accumulated paper had almost all been made into sky prayer lanterns. Liu Yu only realized this when she came up.
"Son-in-law, write it on here." Xiao Huan knew that Liu Yu and the others were looking for her son-in-law to compose a Chinese Valentine's Day poem. When she ran over, she conveniently took her sky prayer lantern.
"Little girl, you're quite clever." When Liu Yu came over with the brush and ink, she happened to see Xiao Huan attentively offering her sky prayer lantern. She smiled and said this.
This girl probably had such a plan in her heart just now.
Xiao Huan smiled a little embarrassedly when her intentions were seen through. She obediently took the brush and ink and handed it to Li Yi while she ground the ink on the side.
One side of the sky prayer lantern was Li Yi's painting of the meeting of the magpies on the bridge. He turned to the other side and thought for a moment before finally putting the brush to paper.
Immortals on the bridge of the magpies.
When she saw the three words written by Li Yi, Xiao Huan's expression changed.
Liu Yu and the other girls were slightly further away. When they looked over, their eyes were also filled with disbelief. Their lips moved, but in the end, they didn't say anything.
Of course, it wasn't because of Li Yi's literary talent that could shock ghosts and gods with every stroke of his brush. Just the three words' Immortal at the Magpie Bridge 'had won them over. It was because Li Yi's words … were too unique!
Although they didn't know many words, they could still tell if the calligraphy was good or bad.
As Li Yi wrote unhurriedly at the side, the girls were thinking about other things.
He was so handsome and could create such a painting. How could his calligraphy be …
There was an ancient saying, "No gold is perfect, and no man is perfect." The ancients were not deceiving me!
At this moment, the person with the most complicated feelings was, of course, Xiao Huan.
The maidservant, who originally wanted her son-in-law to write a poem on her sky prayer lantern, could only look at the few lines of crooked words and wanted to cry.
If she knew that her son-in-law's calligraphy wasn't as good as his painting, she wouldn't have specially run home to fetch her sky prayer lantern. That painting was so good, but now, it was all destroyed …
After writing the last sentence, Li Yi put down the brush and checked it again. After confirming that there were no mistakes, he nodded in satisfaction.
Although it was a little uncomfortable to write on the opened sky prayer lantern, it wasn't a big deal. Anyway, he didn't know how to write with a brush. These words were a little ugly compared to ordinary scholars, but they were still pleasing to the eye. At least, he could distinguish them.
There were many books in his head, but it wasn't that fast to learn. It was impossible to immediately go from a novice to a master level.
Moreover, when his identity, his body, his face, and even the world he was in became unfamiliar, familiar handwriting could always give his soul a sense of belonging.
Thus, the handwriting that looked ugly to others was very pleasing to Li Yi's eyes.
When he turned to look, he saw that the maidservant's expression had collapsed. The other maidservants were also looking at him strangely. He couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What's wrong?"
At this moment, he saw a delicate and scholarly maiden standing behind Liu Yu take a few steps forward. She ignored Li Yi's scrawling words and looked at the words on the sky prayer lantern. Her beautiful eyes lit up and she couldn't help but read it out loud.
"Delicate clouds play tricks, flying stars spread hate … the silver river passes through the darkness." She paused for a moment before continuing, "When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it surpasses countless things in this world …"
"Tender feelings like water, a good night is like a dream, enduring the magpie bridge to return home. If two loves, if two loves last for a long time … "At this point, the maiden's eyes were already filled with amazement. Then, she became dazed. After a long silence, she read out the next line," If two loves last for a long time, how can they stay together day and night … "
The maiden's surname was Qin. Her grandfather was Mister Qin, who used to teach at the academy. She had been taught by Mister Qin since she was young, so she was quite well-versed in poetry.
When she started to read out the words, the hall quieted down. Although the maidservants didn't understand poetry and couldn't even read, it was already very impressive for them to be able to write a poem. Moreover, although they didn't understand poetry, Qin Qing did. Looking at her expression, they could guess that the Qixi poem written by Li Yi was quite good.
The youth with the surname Wu, who was blocked by the maidservants, wanted to say a few derogatory words after Li Yi finished writing. However, he couldn't think of any words no matter how hard he racked his brain. When he saw Qin Qing's intoxicated expression and the maidservants' reactions, he couldn't help but snort coldly and leave the pavilion.
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