Chapter 362 The greatest poet was born like this!

Qiao Ying stood by and watched with a smile.

"Oh...this and that..." Jun Moxie dug out his mind and thought about it. It seems that there will be a big leftover for a while today.

"Snow smoke makes sense! Then I'll write a poem first and give it to you. Jun Moxie cleared his throat, and all the women looked at him with an expectant look. Naturally, there was a lot of gloating.

For example, Miao Xiaomiao, now she almost bursts into laughter. You are the only one who knows how to say that you can write poetry? At most, it is some nondescript oil poems written! Humph, I have to watch you make a fool of yourself today! Do you still want to compare with my Junye?

"Well..., I have it! Xue Yan is graceful and generous, but it gives me inspiration. Jun Moxie paced for three steps and snapped his fingers: "The clouds think of clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze brushes the threshold and the dew is strong; if I hadn't seen it at the top of the jade mountain, I would have met Yaotai!"

The women were shocked immediately!

Miao Xiaomiao was so shocked that she couldn't speak!

Is this why, Jun Moxie is really a demon?! It seems that he just thought about it for such a short time and took three steps to make a poem, and it is so meaningful, which is very in line with Mei Xueyan's identity and temperament...

This poetry may not be as good as my Junye... No, this should be accidental... It must be accidental...

"Okay, okay, now it's Qinghan's turn." Mei Xueyan was first praised by her lover, and then such a beautiful poem that could be passed down through the ages. Her heart was extremely satisfied, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of happy smiles, but her mouth urged her.

"Cold...Cold...Well, there it is!" Jun Moxie frowned and turned around twice, and snapped his finger again: "I have it again. The famous flowers are happy with each other, and the monarch looks at it with a smile; explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, and the Chenxiang Pavilion is leaning on the north!"

Eyeballs are bouncing!

Jun Moxie actually has this hand! The two sentences of "infinite hatred" and "qilan dry" in this poem are really too in line with the unique temperament of Guan Qinghan, that kind of shabby sorrow...

Genius...,...

A little star appeared in the eyes of the women.

Dugu Xiaoyi is the only one among the women who has seen Jun Moxie write poetry. It was at the golden autumn talent banquet that day. But when he remembered that Jun Moxie made the poem at that time, " Even Dugu Xiaoyi felt ashamed: Do you want to fall in love with me? It can't be beautiful; don't tell me love, I'm too bad; don't be infatuated with my brother, my brother is just a legend; don't provoke me, I'll let you vomit blood; ...

Is that also called poetry? That's just unbearable garbage! It's just a pool of shit with a little personality...

So Dugu Xiaoyi has never expected that one day Jun Moxie can also make poems, even if it's an oil poem... Now, all this in front of him makes Dugu Xiaoyi's mouth open more and more... Later, he can't help rubbing his eyes hard, up... Is it really Jun Moxie? I'm not dreaming, am I?

Miao Xiaomiao also rubbed her eyes, which was so shocking...,...

If you insist that you wrote a poem by chance, or you can barely do it, but the second one comes out again, or by chance?

Finally, under the expectation and pressure of the women, Jun Moxie wrote a poem for each of the beautiful women present, which suppressed this resentment.

Finally, even Qiao Ying got a poem sent by Jun Moxie: There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent, looking at the city, and then looking at the country; I would rather not know about the city and the country, and it is rare to get a beautiful woman again.

Everyone is very happy!

Everyone looks at Jun Moxie with great admiration! That's awesome! That's awesome! In the blink of an eye, a few poems came out, and each capital is a classic among the classics! Even the world's first-class poets don't have such talent! What the greatest poet...

If Jun Moxie knew their thoughts, he would definitely be very depressed: it turned out that the greatest poets were forced out like this...

Only Miao Xiaomiao is in admiration, a little more depressed: How can this guy be so powerful? He is so sissy and not masculine, but he is so poetic. God is really blind--

If Jun Moxie knew what Miao Xiaomiao was thinking, he would probably spray a mouthful of blood. I'm just a little handsome. Is there a sissy there? Why is it not masculine?!

Seeing that all the women were staring at Master Jun with a kind of admiration, everyone smiled and seemed to be very satisfied. Miao Xiaomiao was so ind that she couldn't help rolling her eyes. Humph, as for such worship? I just know how to make a few crooked poems. How can I be like my Junye, even music...,...

Thinking about it, the jade hand gently plucked a few times on the strings, with a trace of nostalgia and desire in his eyes: Junye... Where are you? Do you know how I miss you now?

How good would it be if you came here now and the arrogance of this evil monarch in a flash? Let them know that my night is the best...

This movement of the strings made the women come to their senses again: the poem is to make him fooled, but what about the music? What about one song for each person?

Humph, this guy actually composed music for Miao Xiaomiao alone! No way! It's simply unbearable! I have to say that women's jealousy is very terrible.

Although the women have known that the song was not specially written by Jun Mo Xie for Miao Xiaomiao, as long as the woman determines that you are, you are, you are not!

So...

Jun Moxie was still enjoying his worshipful eyes at the previous moment, but the next moment, he suddenly fell into a slap in condemnation...

Compose music!

And it's the old rule, one song for each person!

This requirement makes Master Jun almost spit out three liters of blood!

"Well, you must be tired after listening to so many poems. I'll go and see what Fatty Tang is doing. Don't let this boy harm our evil king's house."... Jun Moxie casually found a reason to escape, but was stopped at the door by Mei Xueyan in advance. Then Dugu Xiaoyi and others rushed over and blocked the door tightly.

Want to go? It's so beautiful, there's no way!

Looking at a group of female kings stopping at the door, Master Jun only smiled bitterly and shouted in his heart: Help..." "You beautiful people" You can do it... I tell you that this composer is not eating cabbage. You have to be inspired first, plus a period of brewing, and then a little bit. Only by changing the manuscript can you achieve the prototype. You don't know the difficulty of composing......" Jun Moxie said with a sad face.

Young Master Jun is playing a bitter drama, hoping to win the understanding of the women, but he didn't expect it to go against his wishes. Instead of causing sympathy, his poor appearance, it had the effect of contributing to the flames.

The momentum of the women seemed to rise again, and their faces turned red one by one. Jun Moxie was a little confused for a moment, and he was very confused...

"Um, it turns out that Brother Mo Xie, you don't like that I don't know what the music is, so you never tell me about the music! No wonder you are not even interested in composing in front of me..." Dugu Xiaoyi pouted. The little girl's eyes are full of crystal, and she has the meaning of crying at any time...

Master Jun is a little stupid, "What did I say? What did I say? I didn't say anything...

"What else do you need to say? We don't understand the difficulty of composing music. We just know how to eat Chinese cabbage. I really envy the Miao girl. "They have a sweet husband. The two have the same interests, which is called a perfect match. They are a natural match. Needless to say, we all understand!" Mei Xueyan said strangely.

Beautiful Mei seems to have been dismantled today...

Young Master Jun seemed to be a little stupid. He was about to collapse, and his eyes straightened: This and that, that, I didn't mean that! Isn't this wrongdoing people?

Miao Xiaomiao quickly persuaded: "Sisters, what the emperor said is the truth. The most important thing about composing music is inspiration. If there is no inspiration, there is no way to be a great genius!"

"Well, it turns out that there is no inspiration with us. Why do you think the husband of the Miao family is so inspired? It seems that the relationship between the couple is still good...,..." Han Yanmeng said sourly.

Jun Moxie retreated in an all-round way and was completely depressed. He reluctantly begged for mercy and said, "This thing is really not urgent to have it. I can't do it even if I'm a fairy. Aunts, please forgive me..."

When it comes to a song, it may not be a difficult thing for Master Jun. There are a lot of classic songs in his memory, but he can't spoil the temper of these women's army in front of him. Otherwise, they will ask for a song if they have nothing to do in the future. Even if they remember more, it won't help Empty...

Speaking of "I took out too much at once, it's not rare...,...

Seeing that the young master Jun was angry, they were not pretending, but focused their eyes on Guan Qinghan. When it comes to poetry and songs, Guan Qinghan can be said to be a great expert in this way. His achievements are stronger than Jun Mo Xie, a leftover thief. At this time, everyone is willing to listen to her opinions.

Guan Qinghan did not jointly attack Master Jun like other women just now. There is no other reason, but she fell into meditation because of Miao Xiaomiao's accidental words just now, recalling Jun Moxie's affection for himself, kindness to himself, and love for himself!

The women's eyes were fixed on Guan Qinghan's body, which made her wake up in an instant and said softly, "Sisters, Mo Xie's words are not bad. Whether it is lyrics, composition, poetry and painting, all good products should have an opportunity to touch. Although Mo Xie's talent is extraordinary, he has just made so In a sentence, it is really difficult for a strong man to force him to compose music. Even if he is forced to do it, it must be a masterpiece. It is better not to do it. Please think about it!"

Gun Guan Qinghan did not open his mouth easily, but once he opened his mouth, what he said must be true. As soon as the women heard her, it was indeed the truth. After a discussion, a request was still put forward: today's song is indeed a little difficult for you, but you still have to make a song, and you must be satisfied with everyone. If you can't do it well, you can remake it until everyone is satisfied. How can't be compared by Miao Xiaomiao's good husband Mo Junye...