148 Liu Export Field

The birth of Liu Liwa immediately attracted everyone's attention. In order to avoid the obscene Du Shaofu, Miss Zhao subconsciously followed Liu Liwei's footsteps. Everyone's eyes stared at them. A brocade suit, a wind god like jade, a young girl, beautiful and dust, is exactly the talented human figure described in the book. Elephant.

Zhao Jiabi was a little shy by the hot eyes of everyone, but as the daughter of the Zhao family, she was in charge of the great business. Naturally, there was nothing to make him have stage fright, so she quickly regained her composure. At this time, Du Shaofu came over and said with a very elegant fist: "This little Sister, Xiaosheng is polite. I think the young lady is excellent and elegant. I think she is also a person who is knowledgeable and reasonable. She comes from a scholarly family. Seeing that the young lady can't wait to come out, do you have any advice about the junior couplet just now? Xiaosheng, I would like to listen attentively!"

Du Shaofu is really not simple. In two sentences, he brought Miss Zhao and himself together, saying that he asked the young lady to comment. In fact, it was a disguised accosing, and even a flirt.

Miss Zhao felt bored as soon as she saw his obscene expression. Especially after she found the 'dark night attack on the chest' incident a few days ago, she was even more disgusted with men and took more precautions. At this time, Du Shaofu popped out and there must be no good fruit to eat. The young lady said coldly, "Your couplet is really ordinary, although the confrontation It's neat, but it's just a trivial matter of firewood, rice, oil and salt. There is no artistic conception, let alone implication. I still don't comment!"

When everyone heard the words, there was an uproar. Unexpectedly, the young lady of Tianxianhuan gave Du Shaofu as soon as she opened her mouth. Although he didn't comment, he was not worth it. The current style is indeed the same. Regardless of poetry and songs, everyone should talk about charm, meaning and artistic conception. Although Du Shaofu's firewood, rice, oil and salt are neat, they are too shallow.

When the young lady said this, she immediately got the response from the nerds, and even Wu Yuzhou showed a faint smile. Du Shaofu couldn't help blushing, but his smile did not diminish: "The young student is not good at learning. Naturally, he dares not be arrogant. Unexpectedly, the young lady still comments. I don't know if there is a better couplet. Please give me some advice."

Du Shaofu gave the ball to Zhao Jiabi again. Just now, she made Du Shaofu's Xia Lianbian's worthless. Everyone is also looking forward to this fairy-like person's masterpieces. However, in this era, there are few children's children's books. It's already very good to be able to read and write. It's definitely not good to recite poems, not to mention that the young lady is a designer and a designer. Master, there is no way to recite poems. Naturally, this couplet can't be right, but now it attracts a lot of attention. If she doesn't say something, she can't get off the stage. If she walks away in dismay, today's advertisement will probably be a loss. The young lady simply crossed her heart and stretched out her hand...

Poor Liu Liwa just stood up with the help of the old scholar. At this time, he almost kissed Russia with the old scholar. He turned his head angrily and glared at Zhao Jiabi, but heard the little girl say, "The little girl is a girl, and it's not easy to dance and play with ink. Let me have a pair!"

A subordinate? Who are you talking about? Everyone looked around until the young lady pulled Liu Liwei over and found that at this time, Liu Liwa was wearing a gorgeous suit made of high-class silk. He was handsome and elegant, and he didn't look like a servant. As soon as he appeared, there was already a girl who sent him autumn waves. It seemed that in the eyes of the girls, he still ranked first. Ah.

However, Liu Liwa didn't rely on his face to make a living. He stared at Zhao Jiabi and was indignant. Generally, when women find a man to stand out, don't they often regard the shield man as their boyfriend? How can you become a subordinate when you come to my brother? However, the young lady is right to say this. She is the woman determined by the emperor. If you say that he is a boyfriend, if there are many people here, it will spread out...

Liu Li Wa felt a little cold in his heart. He wanted to retreat, but he didn't want to be caught by the young lady. On the other hand, the old scholar also came up to help the leader. The old scholar said, "Since this young man rushed out bravely, he thought he also had real talent and practical learning. What's more, this young lady tried his best to recommend you. Just take it as be kind. !"

Damn it, old man, why are you working so hard? Liu Li Wa was very angry. He came to act, and it was an emotional drama, not a literary film.

Liu Liwa was angry. Suddenly, he looked up and immediately understood why the old scholar pulled him desperately. It turned out that he rushed over and hit the old man. Although he was not injured, the old man was excited and pulled down the iconic three long rayshaves. Now he looks like a bald-tailed quail.

Liu Liwei almost laughed out loud, but resisted in full view of the public. Although Liu Liwa is now dressed in a decent dress, she doesn't look like a scholar. She doesn't have that kind of bookishness on her body. The old scholar classifies him as a dil. As the saying goes, she always loves beard and less hair, the literati's beard represents great knowledge, the martial artist's beard represents his fortitude, and removing the literati's beard is equivalent to making him crazy. Dumb, removing the martial artist's beard is equivalent to abolishing his martial arts. He made himself lose his beard, which was simply a big hatred.

The old scholar pulled him desperately and asked him to pair the couplet out of everything. The purpose was to make him make a fool of himself. The young lady pulled him and let him fight the couplet was to hit Du Shaofu. In the eyes of the public, Liu Liwa also risked his life. Isn't it just the couplet? At least, he is also a regular college graduate and a compulsory course. Are you still afraid of this?

Liu Liwa shook the hands of the young lady and the old scholar. The whole person's temperament has changed. He stands tall and has a straight figure. He still looks so outstanding in the middle of thousands of people. His melancholy eyes, the sighing Hu scum... In short, it makes people look so different.

Liu Liwa straightened his skirt, with a light look, as if he was going to fly up. Seeing his appearance, they held their breath one after another, waiting for him to say that he was absolute. Finally, Liu Liwa's lips buzzed and said, "What is Shanglian?"

Everyone crooked for a while. The old man dared to work for a long time and didn't even know what the couplet was. What did he listen to in the crowd just now? Isn't it just looking at the little girl?

The old scholar is lucky to wait to see Liu Liwa make a fool of himself, but when he heard what he said, even the stubble on his chin was uprooted. He waited for him with red eyes and said fiercely, "White Tower Street, yellow blacksmith, raw red stove, burning black charcoal, emitting blue smoke, shining blue light, quenching purple iron, sitting north and hitting things in the south."

"Oh, that's it!" Liu Li Wa curled his lips and smiled and didn't care. He turned his head and asked the young lady, "What did you just say?"

Miss Zhao was also angry about it. She rolled her eyes and pointed to Du Shaofu, who was squeezing at her and said, "I said that although his lower couplet is neat, there is no artistic conception and no expression."

"I see." Liu Liwa nodded: "That is to say, I want to go out of the couplets, not only neat, but also artistic, and to be able to express my thoughts and feelings. Hey, this is too simple. Listen, my couplet is that the former ancients' latecomer read Zuo Zhuan Xi's right army to worship Shangqing and sit in the middle hall to make his subordinates go out of the king..."