Liu Zhiyin was reluctant to sleep, and finally she followed Liu Linglong's example and lay beside Li Chang'an, holding one hand with Liu Linglong.
He didn't say anything, and just squeezed Li Changan's hand from time to time.
A pair of smiling eyes were filled with light, lying on his side and staring closely at Li Changan's profile.
Li Changan wanted to sleep but couldn't, so he had no choice but to turn his head and look into Liu Zhiyin's big watery eyes.
"Go to sleep." Liu Zhiyin said softly.
Li Changan shrugged his nose, "I can't sleep with you like this."
"I want to see more of you." Liu Zhiyin smiled, and the soft light in his eyes seemed to drown Li Changan.
Li Changan used a slight force on his hand to pull Liu Zhiyin closer, then took out his arm and hugged Liu Zhiyin, and brought it close to Liu Zhiyin's ear, breathing rapidly,
"If this happens again, I can't bear it anymore..."
Liu Zhiyin quickly pushed Li Changan away with both hands, her eyes were bright in the darkness, she shrank her neck and said shyly, "Okay, I was wrong."
Li Changan used his arms to pull Liu Zhiyin into his arms, "Just sleep like this."
Liu Zhiyin lay meekly in Li Changan's arms, her heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her chest, and her eyes kept blinking.
At this time, more and more people are paying attention to Taibai's second poem in March.
"Shangxie·Gift to a Friend" has not been on the list of literary saints, but Taibai and the four masters' invitation to fight has already caused an uproar.
Therefore, many people have found this poem through Taibai's name.
Guan Xingren didn’t have much confidence at all.
Because Taibai said that the second poem is also a love poem.
Although it was very enjoyable for Taibai to wage war against the four masters, the poems about love between men and women were indeed not taken seriously, and it was difficult to write new ideas, so his ranking on the Literary Saint List was never high.
This is a fact that cannot be ignored.
The reason why Guan Xingren paid attention to it was because the person who wrote the poem was named Taibai.
Otherwise, most people would not waste their time and energy looking for a poem that has not yet made it onto the list of literary saints.
"Shangxie...gives it to my bosom friend. Is this written to a woman named bosom friend?"
Guan Xingren tries to interpret.
The whole poem is not long, and it is an uncommon Yuefu poem.
After reading it, Guan Xingren was stunned on the spot, completely dumbfounded.
How else can I write poetry?
What metaphors, rhymes, brushwork, layout...
None!
However, reading it made Guan Xingren's heart surge with excitement. The passionate emotions contained in the poems were overwhelming and unstoppable.
Guan Xingren doesn't know how to interpret it, it's too simple, so simple that it doesn't need any interpretation, but it makes people feel like they are facing an erupting emotional volcano, and their hearts are uncontrollably trembling.
Guan Xingren suddenly laughed. It would be unreasonable for this poem not to be included in the list of literary saints!
Without any hesitation, Guan Xingren wrote this poem on his own writing paper.
Thank you for your literary name!
"It's a pity that we lost the best opportunity, otherwise this poem would have become famous all over the world!"
Guan Xingren sighed softly and couldn't help but copy down "Shangxie·Gift to a Friend".
"This woman named Zhiyin is so lucky!"
…
The next day, Li Changan arrived at the academy with dark circles under his eyes.
I spent the whole morning wandering around in my mind. Fortunately, Lu Jiaoyu of Xiushenyuan taught "The Analects of Confucius". Li Changan was very familiar with this book that was required for the county examination, and he passed the examination without any danger.
Arriving at the ninth floor of Zhushan, I lay down on the desk and fell asleep feebly.
"Congratulations." Annan leaned on the chair and said.
"Why are you so happy?" Li Changan rested his chin on the table.
"Looking at you, you probably didn't sleep much last night...be careful." Annan put his slender hand on his chin and said with a half-smile.
Just as Li Changan was about to retort, Zhou Ziyu came over and said in surprise, "Brother Li is a little weak. I won't say anything anymore. Let's have a big tonic meal tonight."
Li Changan couldn't complain about these two people, "Where are you from? Why am I weak?"
"I understand, after you taste the forbidden fruit for the first time, you will know the taste after eating the marrow." Zhou Ziyu patted Li Changan on the shoulder with an obscene look on his face, "It's not shameful."
Annan changed the subject, "It's a pity that your poem couldn't be on the list."
"I told this poem to the oirans at the Jiaofang Department last night, and they all had stars in their eyes. If you were there, they would probably throw themselves into my arms."
Zhou Ziyu couldn't help but admired,
“This is the first time I’ve seen poetry written like this!”
"After reading it, all I can think about is envy."
"What are you envious of?" Li Changan asked in surprise.
"I envy that girl called Zhiyin!" Zhou Ziyu said seriously, "Because of this poem, she will really be known to the world in the future."
Li Changan blinked, suddenly remembered something, got up and walked towards the stairs.
"Why are you going?" Annan asked.
"This poem should be on the list of literary saints, right?" Li Changan said with a smile, "We can't leave any regrets."
Zhou Ziyu sat on Li Changan's chair and said, "Brother Li is really a sweetheart, it's amazing!"
"With all his literary talents, he is suave, but he is also very affectionate. I really want to see who Liu Zhiyin is."
Annan leaned on the back of the chair, "I met him yesterday, he was pretty handsome..."
"Beautiful?" Zhou Ziyu raised an eyebrow, "There are many beautiful women in the world. If they can't even compare to you, how can they be worthy of Brother Li?"
Annan kicked him out, "Get out! I'm a man!"
Zhou Ziyu sat down on the ground and quickly said with a smile, "I'm just talking casually, why are you in a hurry?"
"If you were a woman, I would have tied you up and sent you to Brother Li's bed. Maybe Brother Li would be happy and give me a poem or two..."
"Selling friends for glory, you traitor!" Annan sneered.
Zhou Ziyu chuckled and said, "That's right. It's not my turn to betray my friends. You must have recommended yourself to the pillow."
"Did you see what Miss Caiyi looked like last night? When Brother Li held this poem, even the princess in the court would look at her with suspicion."
Annan got angry, "Are you feeling itchy? I happened to have a breakthrough in my literary career. Do you want to have a fight?"
Zhou Ziyu's face was full of wretchedness, "Forget it, if I become a woman, I'll let Brother Li feel good first..."
"Ouch..." Before Zhou Ziyu could finish his words, an ice pick appeared from the void and stabbed his butt, making Zhou Ziyu jump up and howl.
Li Changan came to the seventh floor. Xu Nian was writing when he saw Li Changan and said, "Last night, the night sky all over the city was filled with prayer lights. Did you have fun?"
Li Changan was a little embarrassed, after all, he wasn't that thick-skinned yet.
The academy is a holy place for countless students, but I took a leave of absence just to celebrate my sister-in-law's birthday.
It’s a bit unreasonable no matter what.
Xu Nian did not dwell too much on this matter. Talented men and beautiful women are good stories, not to mention the poem "Shangxie·Giving a Friend".
"I read your poem, it only has four words, it's amazing!"
Xu Nian couldn't help but shook his head and praised,
"There are very few Yuefu poems, and this one of yours throws aside all the techniques of writing poetry. The whole poem is full of passion that wants to melt people."
"Although it still writes about the love between men and women, it elevates this love to an unattainable level!"
"I'm afraid that if people later want to write about feelings, it will be difficult to escape the influence of your poem."
Li Changan clasped his fists and said, "The deputy in charge is overly praised."
"It's not an honor at all." Xu Nian waved his hand, "Now there is a problem before us."
"If it had been published on the first day of the Lunar New Year, your poem would probably be at the top of the literary list."
"But the timing of your publication was too embarrassing. It was only published on the sixth day of the lunar month. After the rush for the list on the fifth day of the lunar month, this poem could not be on the list of literary saints at the beginning. The reputation was gathered too slowly."
Li Changan nodded, being willful, but he still recognized the current situation clearly.
The poem "Shangxie·Giving a Friend" missed the best opportunity. If you want to be on the list of literary saints again, the difficulty will increase exponentially.
"The students came here because of this matter." Li Changan said.
Xu Nian put down the brush in his hand, "Oh? What do you think?"
"Since the poem "Shangxie·Giving a Friend" cannot directly attract attention, we can try to increase Taibai's reputation as much as possible."
Li Changan said, "Let Taibai's reputation become more famous and promote "Shangxie·Gift to a Friend"."
Xu Nian looked at Li Changan in surprise, "Tell me carefully."
Li Changan nodded and said, "Currently, the only one that can provide large-scale assistance is Cong Bookstore."
"The Cong Bookstore's "Ballam" and the student's "Two Poems of Lovesickness" share weal and woe... Please Cong Bookstore send my handwriting along with "Ballam"."
"It will not only help increase the sales of "Bad Words", but also promote the reputation of "Lovesickness II"."
Li Changan paused and continued, "Yesterday, the students went to Mobao Pavilion. The clerk there said that the last two lines of "Two Poems of Love" are very popular among women."
"Some people are even willing to spend money to ask for a calligraphy. If I can get Taibai's handwriting, I think many people will be willing to buy it."
The more Xu Nian listened, the brighter his eyes became. He slapped his hands one last time and said, "Yes, you kid can really come up with weird ideas."
Li Changan smiled slightly. This was similar to the signature album of a star in his previous life. He happened to have this idea after being inspired by Yan Qingshi yesterday.
"However, if you want to write master-level calligraphy, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money." Xu Nian said with concern.
Li Changan said, "Students can only write three copies of master-level handwriting, stir up the gimmick, and use engraving rubbings for the rest."
"Things are rare and valuable...the rubbings are also written in Taibai's handwriting, which is better than those of other literati."
Xu Nian nodded subconsciously. What Li Changan said made sense. You can give it a try. "I have discussed it with the boss and am planning to ask the academy to provide some help."
"However, you can also try the method you mentioned. The situation of "Ballam" is not ideal, and it was greatly affected by the other three scripts."
"I will contact the bookstore."
"Thank you, Deputy Boss." Li Changan saluted.
Although Vice President Xu was very serious at times, he really had nothing to say about himself and was always thinking about himself.
"Didn't you care about the ranking of this poem before? Why are you suddenly so positive today?" Xu Nian asked with a smile.
Li Changan touched his head and said shyly, "Giving my sister-in-law a poem that topped the list of literary saints is considered a complete merit..."
The smile on Xu Nian's face disappeared, he pointed at the door and said angrily, "You go."
I thought this kid knew how to work hard to get stronger, but in the end...