The Director of Music Department

In the poet's pen, there is the bewitching beauty of "beautiful forever, pleasing to the eye, beautiful in the country, and amazed by the people of the world", as well as the tenderness of "demure like a flower shining in the water, behavior like a willow", and more "strong state" The beauty is far-flung and true, the texture is delicate and the flesh is even, the pureness of “the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes hide the delicateness, the voice is gentle and the smile”, and the charm of “pretty like the peach of three springs, and pure as the chrysanthemum of nine autumn”. The face is full of spring prestige, and the red lips are not open to laugh before you hear" elegance, "shen fish and geese and birds frightened, shame flowers closed moon and flowers melancholy", "bending bow to fight to be a man, once dreamed with thrushes" heroic posture , And the reservedness of "before coming out after thousands of calls, still holding the pipa half-hidden", "looking back and smiling, there is no color in the six palaces".

God knows why there are so many poems about the beauty of the poet in Wang Yifan's mind, but it is difficult for him to find a match with the woman named Liuli in front of him.

If you insist on using a verse to describe it, it is probably the kind of timelessness of "the forest flowers are still there, the fragrance of rain is still there, and the grass leaves people's mind and leisure".

If her face value is 100 points, it will only be 80 points, which is worse than Zhang Zirong.

Or in other words, this is not a woman with amazing looks, but she has a charm that can only be understood by people. Well, to put it bluntly, this is a good looking woman, but it's probably a special temperament.

However, Wang Yifan is a little confused, is such a woman really the kind of woman who can be crazy about love?

Anyway, at this moment, his first impression, this woman named Liuli, did not look like it.

She was dressed in a plain robe, her long hair was simply tied up, and a wooden hairpin was inserted on it. Her face was not covered with powder and black, unlike a modern person, but rather like a cultivator walking out of an ancient painting.

With a faint smile on his face, the most attractive thing is the pair of eyes, the pair of eyes that seem to be talking.

"Cough cough!" A sudden cough interrupted Wang Yifan's reverie. On the contrary, he looked a little embarrassed. After all, staring at a person like him and still a woman, staring blankly at him is indeed a bit impolite.

The coughing sound was made by Ma Qingshan.

However, there was a meaningful smile on his face, but what do you mean by that smell of encouragement?

Wang Yifan is nothing more than appreciation. As for other non-discriminatory thoughts, there is really no, after all, people already have their own hearts, but suddenly seeing such a special woman, it is inevitable that you will look at it more.

I just don't know why. Seeing Monk Mingkong's handsome face that is not worse than his own, and looking at his bright brain, Wang Yifan somewhat understands why these individuals would stand on Girl Liuli's side.

This monk is really bad!

You have such a woman who loves you, you are still a monk of wool.

Well, Wang Yifan would definitely not admit that it was the emotion of envy, jealousy and hatred that was causing trouble. Anyway, this monk was very bad, and he was also on the side of Girl Liuli.

There is another doubt, that is, Zhang Zirong actually called her sister Liuli, but for Mao Wang Yifan, she felt that she was probably younger than Zhang Zirong?

After everyone was seated, Miss Liuli still maintained a very natural and elegant smile, but she rarely spoke, but you could feel her listening.

After Liuli appeared, everyone didn't talk about Mingkong and Liuli anymore.

It’s just that the eyes that looked at Mingkong were not so kind, especially when he looked at Liuli from time to time, he put a chopsticks on Mingkong from time to time, and then looked at Mingkong with a smile, and waited for him to eat. Yan Huan smiled.

What a good woman, you stinky monk, what is so good about being a monk? Really, violent things!

Of course, Mingkong's Su Zhai is indeed a must, so the big guy turned his grief and anger into appetite and began to sweep away.

Soon, he swept away a lot of Su Zhai on the table.

Everyone cleaned up the dining table together and put on a set of tea sets. Mingkong smiled and looked at Liuli and asked, "You or me?"

Liuli chuckled and shook her head: "You are the host, or you come."

Mingkong nodded and began to show everyone his versatility.

Regarding tea, Wang Yifan can't really drink good or bad, but I have to say that Mingkong's Gongfu tea is really powerful.

His movements are neither rush nor slow, skilled, and natural.

Then he poured a cup for everyone and made a please gesture.

Everyone picked up their teacups and began to taste tea.

Wang Yifan also picked up his teacup, the faint fragrance of tea was fascinating, and it was fascinating. However, he didn’t really study the tea ceremony, and he couldn’t taste good or bad. He just drank it in one sip, leaving a lingering fragrance in his teeth. It should be good tea.

I just don’t know why. Looking at the smile on Mingkong’s handsome face, and then at Girl Liuli, thinking of the entanglement between the two they had learned from Ma Qingshan and others before, Wang Yifan suddenly felt a little flustered in his heart. The urge to vent freely.

Anyway, I feel that Ma Qingshan before, they are right, this monk is really bad!

"Boom!" Suddenly there was a blast in the distance, and a huge firework bloomed in the sky, and its petals fell like rain.

Everyone couldn't help but stood up and walked out of the cabin.

On the deck, there was a "boom" from time to time in the distance, and fireworks rose into the sky, rose to the highest point, and then bloomed proudly in the sky. The red-orange-yellow-green-blue-purple, colorful fireworks decorate the night sky beautifully and gracefully, and illuminate the earth like daylight.

Finally the fireworks bloomed, and the night sky was dark again, as if the fireworks had never bloomed before.

"Fireworks are easy to cold, and personnel are easy to separate!" Suddenly Wang Yifan sighed authentically.

Everyone looked at Wang Yifan.

Everyone's eyes were a little surprised, but Wang Yifan suddenly sang loudly.

"The bustling sound escaped into the empty door and broke the world..."

At the next moment, everyone looked at Master Mingkong. After all, the only one who escaped into the empty gate was Master Mingkong.

"The dream is cold, it's a lifetime, and there are a few love debts..."

After singing this sentence, everyone looked at Wang Yifan and Master Mingkong, and finally their eyes fell on Liuli.

But there was a helpless, bitter smile on Master Mingkong's face, but Miss Liuli's eyes fell on Wang Yifan, full of curiosity and surprise.

"If you acquiesce, wait for life and death, wait for the annual rings..." Wang Yifan was purely sentimental, with a feeling of unpleasantness, and this song, "Fireworks Easy "Cold", where both love and scenery are incomparable.

It is inevitable for everyone to think that Liuli and Mingkong monk, Liuli put his heart on Mingkong, wouldn't it be like in Wang Yifan's song, life and death withered? Thinking of this, the eyes of everyone looking at Master Mingkong began to become angry.