Jinse in the prosperous world: prostitutes should not be deceived

"Yes. But I don't do it often, and I hate composing poetry." Yao Jinse answered after gathering his composure.Since she has planned to become an existence that the rich second generation, official second generation, or other people in this era can't underestimate, she doesn't care about plagiarizing a few more poems and songs.

Master Wu, who taught himself in the past, wanted her to compose poetry, but she didn't do it.It wasn't because she didn't remember it in her mind. After all, she studied Chinese language and literature, and she took the course of ancient Chinese literature. She learned it very well. She almost memorized many things in the book.Where are you afraid of writing one or two more poems?

I just don't want to be a plagiarist!

However, people in this era are really deceiving too much.If she didn't stand up, she would have to be bullied forever, and she didn't want any more sad results.Therefore, Yao Jinse not only wants to let her reputation as the world's most talented woman hang on herself in this life, but also wants to use everything she has to pave the way for herself!

"It turned out to be the reason. Then can you write a poem for us? Just use the theme of missing your hometown, how about it? Let Xue Mou see that you can write such a good opinion on the Book of Songs, and you have a good poem. What accomplishments." Xue Yanqing raised his eyebrows and asked, his expression was very kind.For some reason, he always felt that the eyes of the little girl in front of him had a kind of vicissitudes and depth. Such a person would definitely not be an ordinary person. [

Before, the clever so-called Fourth Miss Yao Jinting that he saw was just a lot of knowledge from textbooks, and there was no spirituality and understanding in his eyes.Such a woman will be nothing more than a talented person in the future, but will be entangled by the secular world.

But the Yao Jinse in front of him is very different.In her eyes, everyone is equal, which is a kind of true equality, without hierarchy, and there is no big difference in concept.A person like her should be the one who understands the sufferings of the world and can write truly good literature!

Yao Jinse narrowed her eyes and looked at Xue Yanqing.I was thinking about it in my heart.

Judging from Master Fang's attitude towards Xue Yanqing, this middle-aged uncle named Xue Yanqing is definitely not an ordinary person.There should be a lot of secrets about him, and maybe he has a high status.However, she is still unclear about the specific status.

"Have you thought it through?" Xue Yanqing asked calmly.

"Yanqing, Miss Fifth probably doesn't know how to compose poems, so don't make things difficult for him. Later, I will ask Miss Fourth Yao Jinting to write a good poem for you. How about it? Yao Jinse, why don't you hurry up?" Fang Seeing that Yao Jinse didn't speak for a long time, the master thought she really couldn't compose poetry.He was afraid that she would embarrass him, so he thought of a way to drive her away.

Yao Jinse was silent for a while, and raised her eyes.After glancing at Master Fang in front of him, he said slowly, "I can write a poem for you, but I have one request."

"What request?" Xue Yanqing smiled, she didn't expect this girl to be very shrewd.I just don't know what she was asking for.

Yao Jinse glanced at him, and then said lightly: "My request is that the poem I wrote today must not be spread. Of course, even if it is spread, you cannot tell my name!"