"Master Shuang, you...do you really have no good feelings for Xinlan at all?"
Shen Xinlan bit her lip, with tears in her eyes, looking at Han Shuang in front of her dreamily.
"……this."
Han Shuang only felt that her scalp was numb and she didn't know where to start.
His appearance in Yangjing in his current appearance was just a whim.
He would never have imagined that a woman would fall in love with him at first sight.
what to do?
Tell her the truth?
The idea just came to Han Shuang's mind and was immediately rejected by him.
I have read a lot of Love to Hate, but if Shen Xinlan is like this, there may be one more floating corpse on Bibo Lake.
And he will become the biggest joke in Yangjing.
But if we don't say anything, how can we make Shen Xinlan give up?
Just when Han Shuang was hesitating, Shen Xinlan spoke.
"Or do you think Xinlan is the kind of despicable woman who can do everything she wants?"
Shen Xinlan wiped away her tears with a delicate and delicate look.
"...That's not what I meant."
Han Shuang's face was full of embarrassment.
"Mr. Shuang, whether you believe it or not, Xinlan just wants to tell you that my marriage to Su Ping was really a last resort."
Shen Xinlan felt that she saw hope, and quickly explained: "Xinlan, I can swear to God, so far, Su Ping has never even touched my hand, let alone... let alone the reality of the couple."
"Uh..." Han Shuang was a little dumbfounded.
Then Shen Xinlan continued: "Master Ruoshuang really... really cares about it. Please tell me directly, and Xinlan will give up this idea."
"This... Miss Shen, please forgive me."
Mentioning Su Ping made Han Shuang's heart move, and she said: "Han has been obsessed with poetry since he was a child, and he has nothing else to do. I have never thought about the personal relationship between children before. Maybe... maybe when Han can be like a young poet. That way, if it attracts poetic vision, maybe we will consider it.”
"..."
Shen Xinlan's hand holding the handkerchief stiffened slightly, and her heart felt bitter.
Poetry again!
It’s Xiao Shijun again!
No matter where you go now, you will hear these two annoying words.
After being depressed for a moment, Shen Xinlan suddenly felt something in her heart.
No, Su Ping is completely controlled by himself now!
Since Han Shuang likes poetry so much, why can't he order Su Ping to teach it?
In this way, not only can Han Shuang's wishes be fulfilled, but also Han Shuang can be slowly influenced by Su Ping, and finally Han Shuang can fall in love with him!
Maybe you don't have to wait for Han Shuang to write a masterpiece that will last forever, and you can get what you want.
The only thing I need to worry about is how my mother will deal with it...
After thinking for a moment, Shen Xinlan made up his mind and suddenly showed a troubled look on his face. Then he gritted his teeth and said: "What Mr. Shuang wants is what Xinlan wants. Since Mr. Shuang likes poetry so much... Xinlan is willing to sacrifice his life to feed the tiger." , I beg Su Ping to give me all my money to teach you."
"Oh ah?"
Han Shuang's eyes widened and she waved her hands quickly: "No, no, no, this is against benevolence and justice..."
"Master Shuang can reject Xinlan, but Xinlan wants Master Shuang to know that Xinlan is willing to do anything for Master Shuang!"
Shen Xinlan looked determined and ignored the dissuasion. After saying this, she picked up her skirt and left.
Han Shuang opened her mouth, with a look of helplessness on her face.
Studying with Su Ping was indeed something he had dreamed of, but he had never thought of using this method...
Han Shuang felt a little worried.
………
The next day, there was a small lakeside building under the name of the Duke's Mansion.
Han Shuang was alone, waiting restlessly.
Early this morning, Shen Xinlan sent someone to find him, saying that Su Ping had agreed to teach him poetry and let him come to the lakeside cottage at noon.
Han Shuang didn't expect that Shen Xinlan would move so quickly. After just one night, Su Ping was relieved and felt extremely guilty for a moment.
He didn't know what price Shen Xinlan paid for persuading Su Ping.
Although his brother said that this Shen Xinlan was not a good person, at least in this matter, he was kindly helping him.
This made Han Shuang feel very complicated.
After thinking for a long time, he finally came.
He wanted to ask Su Ping what price Shen Xinlan paid, and if possible, he would be willing to double the compensation to Shen Xinlan.
As for whether Su Ping is willing to teach himself, that is secondary.
Amidst Han Shuang's anxiety, a step slowly approached.
Su Ping pushed the door open and entered.
"Han Shuang has met Xiao Shijun."
Han Shuang hurriedly greeted him.
Su Pingping was expressionless, nodded calmly, walked to the table and sat down.
Last night, Shen Xinlan found him and asked him to teach Han Shuang how to read and write poems, and at the same time, he taught Han Shuang well.
To be honest, Su Ping never expected that Shen Xinlan was obsessed with Han Shuang to this extent. After waiting for so long, he finally waited for such an order...
Objectively speaking, this incident is like ‘the wife wanted to cheat but was rejected, the husband helped her out of sheer kindness’.
Su Ping felt that he was no longer called a Tauren, but the Tauren Chief was pretty much the same.
It's really perverted.
If the time hadn't come...
Shaking his head, Su Ping said: "I can teach you, but you and I don't treat each other as masters and disciples, so let's make friends through poetry. In addition, if you don't call me a poet or a poet, just call me Su Ping."
"I'm so lucky to be able to be friends with Xiao... and Brother Su."
Han Shuang clasped his fists and said, "But since we have an appointment with Brother Su, Han Shuang dare not break it."
"oh?"
Su Ping raised his eyebrows.
From what Han Shuang meant, it was not him who asked Shen Xinlan to come forward in this matter?
Then why is he here today?
"Is such that."
Han Shuang saw Su Ping's doubts and explained: "I came here today because I want to know what price Miss Shen paid to invite Brother Su. If possible..."
"You want to return this favor to her?"
Su Ping asked.
"yes."
Han Shuang nodded.
Su Ping was immediately happy and looked at Han Shuang with a bit of contempt.
Needless to say, this must be Shen Xinlan's trick.
To pay the price, to use the Zimu Heart Seizing Talisman to 'control' 'Little Shijun', does it count as a price?
It was in vain that Han Shuang was praised for being so good, but in the end he was tricked by Shen Xinlan.
However, despite being despised, Su Ping found Han Shuang a little more pleasing to his eye.
Although this Mr. Rabbit is not very clever, he has a good heart.
"Brother Su?"
Han Shuang felt a little uncomfortable with Su Ping's strange eyes and couldn't help but make a sound.
"She just asked me for help with nice words, and she didn't pay any price."
Su Ping waved his hand and asked again: "Since you plan to come as promised, but you have already written the second couplet?"
"Uh... not yet."
Han Shuang suddenly felt ashamed and smoothed her hair around her ears.
"..."
Su Ping resisted the cold and said: "Couples are just like poems. Just thinking about them won't work. You have to find the key points."
"Points?"
Han Shuang's eyes lit up.
"Using antithesis as the bone, interest as the soul, and rhythm as the clothing, this is the key point of the couplet."
Su Ping did not look at him, but kept talking to himself: "These three are indispensable. If there is no body of flesh and blood, the soul cannot attach. If there is flesh and blood and clothes but no soul, it is like a clay sculpture without a wood sculpture."
Interesting, boring."
Han Shuang listened quietly, the light in his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
When he woke up, he immediately started pacing back and forth in the room, muttering to himself: "Use confrontation as your bones, interest as your soul, and rhythm as your clothes..."
"Just think about it slowly, I'll take my leave now."
Su Ping waited for a moment, and when he saw that Han Shuang had no intention of stopping, he stood up and planned to leave.
"I thought of it!"
Han Shuang suddenly shouted.
"..."
Su Ping was startled, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I thought of it!"
Han Shuang's cheeks were red with excitement and her eyes were shining: "There was a line of things, two rays of light were fired at each other...the curtains were divided inside and outside, and there was no ventilation at all joints!"
"...Did you just come up with this?"
Su Ping narrowed his eyes.
"Yeah, what's wrong? Is it not good enough?"
Han Shuang's excitement stagnated slightly, and she asked in confusion.
"No, you're right."
Su Ping stared at Han Shuang, not missing any of his facial expressions.
I can’t say whether this second line is good or not, it’s clearly the original version.
When Han Shuang blurted out, Su Ping almost thought he had met a fellow countryman.
But looking at Han Shuang's expression, he must be being narrow-minded.
"Really?"
Han Shuang was immediately overjoyed, so happy... that she jumped on the spot.
Su Ping swore that he had never seen such feminine movements on a man in his life.
It's just feminine, that's all. The key is the natural expression of true feelings, which makes the whole picture look without any sense of disobedience.
Even...a little bit beautiful?
Thinking of this, Su Ping shuddered suddenly.
Oops!
This is the time to bend!
The wind is blowing!
In order to prevent himself from being misunderstood, Su Ping left in a hurry after preparing teaching materials.
"Textbook?"
Han Shuang pondered this new word and began to look forward to it.