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Chapter 29 A Binbin Gentleman Not Surnamed Wang (Please collect and recommend)

Chapter 29

"We, Yihonglou, are sure to win!" Liu Yiyi's smile was so gorgeous and her spirit was high.

Wang Po did not expect her daughter to speak so decisively, she stretched out her hand and pulled her to her side and sat down to ask. "Girl, are you so confident?"

"Mother, don't you still believe in your daughter's vision?" Liu Yiyi shook the piece of rice paper lightly and said, "Among the few poems that layman Wushan gave us, which one is mediocre? And This song is full of sincerity and tenderness, it can be regarded as a first-class masterpiece."

After Wang Po nodded in agreement, she said with hesitation. "Even if this game can be won..."

"So mother, you are worried about this. Don't worry, the talent of Wang's brother is indeed far beyond my daughter's imagination. The song he gave has a beautiful artistic conception, and it is also novel. It’s so big, it’s unheard of, not to mention competing with those few, even going to the Bianhe event, it can make other buildings and pavilions bow down.”

"Is it so exaggerated?" Hearing this, Wang Po couldn't help standing up.

"Mother, if you don't believe me, my daughter will sing it to you now." Liu Yiyi said with a proud smile.Without waiting for Wang Po to answer, she hummed directly.

As expected of Liu Yiyi who is proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Liu Yiyi's soft and gentle voice sang this song "Dongfeng Po".

The lingering sound lingered for a long time, and Wang Po, who was immersed in the singing, slowly opened her eyes. Taking advantage of her daughter's inattention, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her voice seemed a little dry and authentic. "Are you sure that that brat Wang Yang made all these?"

"Of course, at first he whistled the tune..." Liu Yiyi told Wang Po about the previous scene in detail, and then Wang Po had to admit that that brat was not only good at punching and kicking, but also talented in writing. so outstanding.

"It looks like that kid is not an ordinary person." Wang Po said with a long sigh.

"Fortunately, my daughter is very good. If I let him do it, it's okay to give him [-]%. Since he is a shareholder, I believe that this little money fanatic will definitely do his best for his pocketbook."

Seeing her mother's excited look, Liu Yiyi couldn't help smiling, but in her eyes, when Wang Yang sang that song, the melancholy and sad face on his face made one wish to hug him in her arms. In the arms, warm words to comfort.

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In Li's mansion, Li Qingzhao was lazily lying on the couch, but there were several empty wine jars in front of him, and the little girl next to him looked familiar, and quickly took those wine jars away. Put it in the corner outside the door, and a servant will come to clean it up after a while, of course, he will also take an empty wine jar very interestingly, and put another jar of fine wine on it.

"Little lady, why don't we go out for a walk? It's not a problem for you to stay in the empty space all the time. Look at you these few days. You've almost emptied the master's wine cellar. If you let me The master knows, so I have to talk about you again." After cleaning up the wine jars, the little girl continued to clean up, and said at the same time.

"Didn't I also go shopping at Brother Jie's house? Besides, my father didn't say that I'm not allowed to drink." Li Qingzhao looked at the moonlight outside the window, and yawned cutely.

"But these days, Mr. Zhao came to invite you several times, little lady, but you refused. Could it be that what's on your mind, Miss?" After tidying up, the little maid turned her face and asked curiously.

"Hey, these days, I want to write lyrics, but I haven't had any inspiration. I'm very irritable in my heart. I don't have time to deal with people." Li Qingzhao narrowed her beautiful phoenix eyes, and said softly on her moist and sexy red lips. road.

"By the way, Shui Mo, what's new today, let me hear it?" Li Qingzhao knew that his little maid liked to inquire about gossip, and he didn't drink enough alcohol, so he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he just chatted with her.

Then I heard the girl in Shui Mo start to chatter about the gossip and interesting things she had inquired about these days, or the secret relationship between the daughter of some adult family and so-and-so, who was discovered by the parents and put in confinement, or where An adult married a fifth concubine again, or some young talent has a new song.

Just when the little girl was chattering non-stop, Li Qingzhao suddenly stopped. "Mr. Zhang, they are going to be judges? That old man really can't sit still..."

"Yes, yes, I heard that the Yihonglou in Bianliang River has got several good poems these days, so Mr. Zhang also sat down a little bit, and was going to go and see for himself. Didn't the slaves a few days ago Did you copy two songs for the little lady?"

"You mean Yihonglou, which was written and sung by a layman in Wushan?" Li Qingzhao was immediately refreshed. "Is that the Wushan layman who wrote the voices of those poor prostitutes?"

"It seems that there is only one person with this name, otherwise, Mr. Zhang wouldn't have done it himself, right?" the delicate and pretty ink girl replied after thinking about it.

"Eh... what are you going to do, little lady?" As soon as Shui Mo spoke, Li Qingzhao stood up and was arranging some messy clothes.

"I also want to see what kind of god that Wushan layman is." Li Qingzhao said with all his eyes and high fighting spirit.

"...The problem is that there are still two days to start, little lady, and now you are..." Shui Mo said helplessly looking at this little lady who seemed a little confused on weekdays.

"Oh, two days, that's fine, you can go with me to Mr. Zhang's place tomorrow, and let him take me there with me at that time. I have grown up so much, and I have never seen such a competition... …It’s great to be able to listen to Wushan’s layman’s new words.” Li Qingzhao patted his forehead with his bare hands, and sat back on the couch with some embarrassment, then stood up excitedly and raised his fist.

"If Miss really wants to go, then please rest earlier, now it's past the second watch."

Li Qingzhao raised his head, looked at the moonlight outside the window, then lowered his head again, looked at the unfinished rice paper, nodded and sighed. "Forget it, I don't have any clues today, so I won't write. Anyway, in two days, I can go to see Wushan Layman. When the time comes, I can ask him for advice."

PS: Thanks to book friends winkykong, youxiaotaon for their rewards and support, and everyone’s favorites, recommendations and support. Thank you for making Master Wang able to afford No. 98 clean gasoline and run fast and fast. Continue, GOGOGO,

　Thanks to book friends winkykong and youxiaotao n for their rewards and support, as well as everyone’s favorites, recommendations and support. Thank you for allowing Master Wang to afford No. 98 clean gasoline and run fast and fast. Continue, GOGOGO,

　　
　
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