Chapter 835 Teacher Xu, Can We Have a Chat?

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At around eight o'clock in the evening, Qin Yanran was in a very good mood today in the compound of the municipal party committee's family. After dinner, she took the initiative to help her mother wash the dishes together, with a happy smile on her face all the time. ?шщЩ.suimEnG.1a. .

"Yo! My sweet baby, did you eat candy or honey today? What's so happy? Tell mom about it!"

Seeing that her daughter was overjoyed, Chen Luping asked with a smile.

"Mom! Nothing!"

Qin Yanran shrugged in embarrassment and said.

"It's really nothing? Then mom won't ask!"

Seeing her daughter's shy look, Chen Luping decided that something was wrong inside.

"Mom! Why are you like this? Then I'll tell you."

Qin Yanran pouted her pink lips, and said softly, a little shyly, "Today at school, Lin Feng wrote me a love poem in public."

"Yeah? Lin Feng can also write poems? And it's a love poem for our little baby Yanran! But, mom is weird, it should be a very 'private' thing for Lin Feng to write a love poem for you! How can that be? Writing it out in public? It must be very nasty, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Luping couldn't help but asked with a smile.

"How should I put it! Mom, this is an accident! Originally, Lin Feng didn't intend to write me a love poem, but... Speaking of it, I also want to thank the teacher Wang who taught me. It was under the pressure of Teacher Wang. Now, Lin Feng wrote this love poem for me on the spot."

With her head slightly lowered, Qin Yanran's face turned red like an apple, and she told the ins and outs of Lin Feng's poem.

"Hey! I didn't expect Lin Feng to be quite talented. He wrote a poem on the spot? Is it a modern poem? Yan Ran, do you remember? Read it out for grandma?"

The grandma on the side also said with a smile.

"Yes! Yan Ran, what kind of love poem did Lin Feng write? Mom is also very good." Chen 'Lu' Ping said with a smile.

"Grandma, it's not a modern poem. What Lin Feng wrote is a seven-character quatrain, even our language teacher said it was a masterpiece. Let me read it to you..."

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Qin Yanran proudly recited with eloquence

"It's hard to hide things in clouds and fog.

Jinyi Luoxiu's lips are vermilion.

Who can "get" the beauty outside the bamboo,

In a word, life and death are the same as Qing. "

After Qin Yanran finished reading the simple four sentences and twenty-eight characters, mother Chen Luping and grandma Ye Huiqin were slightly stunned.

Especially my grandma Ye Huiqin, who is a leading figure in the domestic painting circle, has a lot of research on classicism, and is not limited to the field of painting. Moreover, in ancient times, poetry and painting were not separated. Although grandma Ye Huiqin is not very good at composing poems, she is not inferior to some old professors in Qingbei University's department in tasting poems and appreciating poems.

"A word of life and death is the same as Qing! What a poem! What a poem! Yan Ran, what's the name of this poem? Lin Feng really wrote it impromptu on the spot? This talent is comparable to that of Cao Zijian's seven-step poem!"

After reacting, grandma Ye Huiqin couldn't help clapping her hands and applauding, especially the last line of this poem, which she repeated several times and savored slowly.

"Grandma, Lin Feng hasn't had time to choose a name for this poem. However, our teacher Yuwang chose one, which is an oath of eternal love."

Qin Yanran knew how high her grandma's vision was. If the love poem Lin Feng gave her could be affirmed by her grandma, she was naturally overjoyed.

"? Appropriate! Ask questions! Yan Ran, your Teacher Wang is also of some standard! However, Lin Feng is the most powerful. It is really hard for me to imagine that Lin Feng is obviously a modern person, but he can write such an ancient style. The seven-character quatrains come in a meaningful way. Rare, rare...it's really too rare..."

Originally, grandma Ye Huiqin liked and admired Lin Feng very much, but after hearing this poem written by Lin Feng, she liked it even more.

"I didn't expect Lin Feng to have such a poem, and he could write such a profound love poem. No wonder, he was able to take away the soul of our little Yanran..."

Mother Chen Luping pursed her lips and smiled, and Qin Yanran pouted her little mouth shyly and said coquettishly after hearing this, "Mom! Why did Lin Feng hook Hun'er away?"

"No! No! Hee hee... Mom knows that our little girl Yanran can be reserved, right? No matter how many romantic love poems Lin Feng uses, we won't be moved, right?" The always serious mayor, Chen Luping, even joked about his daughter at home.

"Mom! You... You bullied me again, I won't tell you. Go back to your room to review your homework."

The thin-skinned Qin Yanran quickly hid in her bedroom.

In the kitchen, grandma Ye Huiqin said cheerfully to Chen 'Lu' Ping, "'Lu' Ping, I didn't expect that Lin Feng really has ink in his stomach!"

"Yes! Mom, there are still many things you don't know! Lin Feng has a lot of skills! Hehe!" Chen'Lu'ping responded with a smile.

"Oh? Then...'Lu'ping, do you think we want to recruit this talented young man into the 'door' as a 'son'-in-law? Don't you see that Yan Ran also 'very' likes Lin Feng? ?" Grandma Ye Huiqin also said happily when she heard the words.

"Mom! What era is it now? Guaranteed marriages are no longer in demand. What is important is free love. Let the two young people get along with each other! Let's not care about it so much..." Chen Luping snickered said.

Lin Feng never imagined that a poem he was 'forced' to write by old man Wang would cause so many chain reactions. If he had known earlier, he would have simply stood at the back of the classroom as punishment, and would never have written this poem.

At this time, it was already 9:30 in the evening. At the T1 terminal in Beijing, the dnj520 flight from Zhi'an City finally arrived at the destination safely after nearly four hours of flight.

After landing safely, the passengers began to disembark one by one in an orderly manner until all passengers had disembarked. Luo Qingqing, the chief purser of this flight, quickly 'handed over' the formalities with a smile, and seemed to be in a hurry, so she quickly chased down from the plane.

"Huh! Jingcheng, I didn't expect that after three years, I, Xu Minjing, came back again."

After getting off the plane, Xu Minjing found her luggage. She was pulling a large suitcase and carrying a bag in her hand. Just as she was about to leave the airport and find a hotel for the night, a beautiful figure suddenly passed in front of her.

Luo Qingqing, who was wearing a beautiful and slim stewardess uniform, suddenly appeared in front of Xu Minjing, and said to her with a slight smile, "Mr. Xu, can we have a chat?"</ntent>

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