After saving the big star, she actually wanted to make a promise

Chapter 71 I Have Rigorous Training
"You child, you can't be careful, what happened this morning, you were reckless"

He Shumin couldn't help but blamed.

"Kukuku"

Li Changle couldn't hold back anymore, the corners of his mouth rose wildly.

Hearing Li Changle's laughter, Wang Siyi became even angrier.

"what are you laughing at?"

Gritting his teeth, he asked Li Changle a question.

"Pfft. I didn't laugh."

Li Changle held back his strength, and said something to Wang Siyi with great difficulty.

"You are obviously laughing at me, and you haven't stopped!"

"Don't get me wrong, I've been strictly trained not to laugh no matter how funny it is."

"Unless you can't help it, Kukuku"

Li Changle thought of Wang Siyi's embarrassment in the morning and just now, as well as the conversation just now, and remembered a meme he had seen before, and immediately couldn't control it, and laughed outright.

"you!"

"Hey, hey, what are you two doing, eat breakfast first, and make trouble after breakfast."

Wang Weimin looked at the two young people flirting and scolding in front of him and said he couldn't stand it, are the young people nowadays so degenerate, showing affection in front of the old people.

Wang Weimin felt that he had been stimulated. The most important thing was that the heroine was still his daughter, so she committed a crime.
"Humph!"

Wang Siyi snorted, then lowered her head and started to eat the torn soup dumpling, taking a big bite of half a bun.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Li Changle, as if what he was eating was not soup dumplings, but Li Changle.

Li Changle's scalp was a little numb, too bad, why didn't he control the idea of ​​laughing at him just now, and he still doesn't know how this woman will take revenge on him.

If it doesn't work, let's go shopping with her again.Think about your calves, which are still sore from lactic acid buildup.

Li Changle has a toothache, but compared to Wang Siyi getting angry, he still thinks it is better to go shopping with her.

In order to make Wang Siyi feel better, the caring Li Changle gave Wang Siyi several soup dumplings as if she was courteous.

"Are you going to feed me like a pig?"

Wang Siyi's face was covered with black lines.

"Don't you like to eat this soup dumpling? If it tastes good, eat more."

"Hmph, I won't forgive you today even if you help me fill the soup dumpling!"

Wang Siyi said something childishly in a fierce and childish voice, but in Li Changle's opinion, this was even cuter than the usual Wang Siyi.

"Okay okay, I got it."

Li Changle nodded while eating the buns, and replied perfunctorily.

After breakfast, Wang Siyi really ignored Li Changle, and ran back to his room for some reason, Li Changle was bored watching everywhere in the hall on the first floor.

After staying here for a day, Li Changle is no longer so restrained. Although I don't know why He Shumin and Wang Weimin didn't treat him as an outsider, Li Changle feels that this feeling is not bad.

So I became more courageous. I saw Wang Weimin reading a book, and then I walked over, intending to see what books Wang Weimin, the president of Jinling University, usually reads.

"Changle, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, Uncle Wang, I think you have a lot of books here."

"Oh, these are some of my collections, most of which are rubbings of ancient books, not worth mentioning."

Although Wang Weimin said so in his mouth, his expression was not so humble, and his face was full of pride.

These ancient books are rubbings, but they are not available in many libraries. It is not easy for him to get these ancient books.

"Does uncle like poetry very much?"

Li Changle asked Wang Weimin a question, Li Changle took a look, most of the books on the bookshelf here were poems.

Obviously, Wang Weimin should have studied poetry very well. If I remember correctly, Wang Weimin seems to be a member of the Poetry Association?
"Poetry is one of my few hobbies. I am not ashamed to say that the identity that makes me most proud is not my identity as the president of Jinling University. I prefer others to say that I am a poet."

"Come on, Changle, let me show you some poems I have written in recent years."

Wang Weimin knew that Li Changle also knew poetry, so he finally caught such an opportunity, so of course he wanted to show off his poems over the past few years to this kid.

Although he wrote poems like lovesickness, Wang Weimin felt that this was at most just a flash of inspiration in his mind.

After all, Li Changle is only in his early twenties, so in terms of solid basic skills, he is definitely far inferior to him.

Occasionally a stunning poem can be understood, but my own is not bad.Enthusiastically took a few well-framed notebooks and handed them to Li Changle.

Li Changle was also polite, and then looked at it seriously.Li Changle watched for half an hour, but did not speak.

Although he can't compose poems, he can only copy them, but he has a basic level of appreciation.

Moreover, there are many poems on the earth for Li Changle's reference. After reading Wang Weimin's poems, Li Changle can only say that Wang Weimin is indeed quite satisfactory.

This evaluation standard is judged under the standard of countless ancient poems in Li Changle's mind, which is not a low evaluation.

"Uncle Wang is really powerful."

Li Changle gave a thumbs up, if he didn't open it up, then people like Wang Weimin would be the ones he would look up to all his life.

Turning to one of the pages of the book, Li Changle saw a poem, and found that the artistic conception of this poem was surprisingly similar to an allusion in his mind.

"But Uncle Wang, I think it would be better if the pushed characters in your poem were changed to typed characters."

"Oh? This reconciliation?"

Hearing these words, Wang Weimin couldn't help leaning over and took a look. This poem seemed to be a poem he wrote when he was visiting friends in the mountains a few years ago.

"It's like this, the word 'knock' is more polite. Uncle, the background of your poem is to visit friends in the dead of night. Knocking is more polite than pushing."

Looking at Wang Weimin who was lost in thought, Li Changle was a little embarrassed.Hastily said again:
"Of course this is just my own humble opinion, Uncle Wang doesn't have to take it seriously."

Wang Weimin didn't answer, as if he didn't hear it, he was silent for a minute, and then laughed out loud:
"Haha, good! This typing is good."

"Good boy, I thought you were young, and you could write poems like red beans only because of a flash of inspiration. It seems that you really have something."

Although Wang Weimin felt that it was a little unnatural to be taught by a junior, but compared to his poetry, his unnaturalness was nothing. If his own poetry could be better, his face was nothing.

No wonder he always felt that there was something wrong with his poem.I haven't found it after searching for a long time, but a junior found the reason. I'm ashamed.

Li Changle smiled a little embarrassedly. Wherever he has any literary talent, it is all relying on the memory in his mind to pretend to be coercive.

(End of this chapter)