If you have never seen pork, have you never seen a pig walking?

I haven’t been in love yet, so I haven’t read many romance novels, movies, TV shows, etc., is that still enough?

In this life, Zhang Sheng has indeed never been in love.

But secret love is also love.

I have a crush on a girl, and I feel like other girls pale in comparison.

Is there a problem with this?

No!

What's more, Zhang Sheng was also an expert in flowers in his previous life.

"Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I looked back lazily on the flowers, and I was half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king." Zhang Sheng said, looking at Zhang Zai, and said, "I have a crush on a girl, and I feel that other girls are difficult to look at.

, is there any problem?”

Zhang Zai was stunned at this moment. Half a mouthful of food was still in his mouth.

I just don’t know whether I was swayed by Yuan Zhen’s song “Li Si” or by Zhang Sheng’s words.

"Lisi" is a collection of mourning and rejection written by Yuan Zhen.

Zhang Sheng's poem is only one of the five.

Of course, it is also the most widely circulated one.

"What a poem!" Zhang Zai came back to his senses and said, "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to make water, but Wushan was not the cloud. The sea was extremely deep and wide, so it dwarfed the water elsewhere. Wushan has Chaoyun Peak, which faces the Yangtze River below, and the clouds are steaming and the clouds are bright. Therefore, it dwarfs the water in other places.

Under it, the clouds elsewhere become eclipsed."

"Looking back lazily at the flower bush, I am half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. This means that I walked past the 'flower bush' and was too lazy to look at it, which means that he has no attachment to women." Zhang Zai said to himself, "

In addition, the 'cultivation' here should not be about respecting the Buddha and practicing Taoism, but should be understood as concentrating on the cultivation of moral knowledge, or self-cultivation and academic studies. In today's terms, it is not a bad idea to be busy with your career."

"what?"

Zhang Zai said, suddenly staring at Zhang Sheng, so scared that Zhang Sheng asked subconsciously.

That look was so terrifying.

"How could you, with your frivolous face, be so affectionate towards that Gu Sisi?" Zhang Zai said, "This poem was definitely not written by you."

"Dad, you didn't say that about your son." Zhang Sheng said, "It makes me feel like he is a playboy."

You are!

Zhang Zai's expression seemed to have these three words written on his face.

"There is no better son than a father!" Zhang Zai said.

"Dad, when you were young, didn't you know..." Zhang Sheng stopped retorting and said with a smile, "Like father, like son!"

"roll!"

Zhang Zai glanced around subconsciously, as if he was afraid that someone would hear him.

Am I that kind of person?

I am obsessed with your mother, where can I go?

"Can't a playboy write such a poem?" Zhang Sheng curled his lips and said.

Regarding Yuan Zhen's character, both official and unofficial histories are similar.

On the one hand, he wrote poems full of sorrow, but on the other hand, he indulged in emotions.

To Cui Yingying, he started to be in trouble and finally gave up. To Wei Cong, he was duplicitous. To Xue Tao, Liu Caichun and others, he turned his hands to make clouds and rain, changed his mind when he saw something different, showed off his talents, and tried his best to do things.

What a complete scumbag.

"Did you really write it?" Zhang Zai then asked.

He knew how good the poem was, so he had some doubts.

After all, Zhang Sheng is his son.

He didn't want his son to claim other people's things as his own.

"No!" Zhang Sheng said.

"Then who wrote it?" Zhang Zai exhaled and asked.

Somewhat lost, yet somewhat understanding.

"A scumbag." Zhang Sheng said with a smile.

"snort!"

Zhang Zai rolled his eyes at Zhang Sheng, and then couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Couldn't it really be written by this guy?

Probably not!

Who calls himself a scumbag?

Zhang Zai didn't ask again. He knew that his son had no intention of telling him at all, and he wouldn't be able to find out if he asked again.

Back in the room, Zhang Sheng prepared to code and opened Weibo.

Oops!

So lively.

His Weibo followers actually exceeded 3 million.

The number of people who left messages on Weibo, scolding him, scolding him on his behalf, trying to take advantage of him, and fanning the flames was staggering.

Some of them asked him if he had written half of the poem, and some asked for the whole poem.

An idea suddenly flashed in Zhang Sheng's mind, and then it got out of hand.

Later, Zhang Sheng completed the ancient poem and @Gu Sisi’s Weibo.

The accompanying pictures are also quite interesting:

An emoticon, pointing to the opposite side, and then a line of words appears: You are the only one for me.

There was something indescribable about that expression.

That ancient poem is not difficult to understand.

Even if some people can't understand it, there are many netizens on the Internet who immediately jump out to analyze it in depth.

Zhang Sheng was telling Gu Sisi that Zhang Sheng could no longer tolerate anyone else except her, Gu Sisi.

Such an infatuated man.

This is much more direct than singing "Legend" on the show and telling her that he fell in love with her at first sight.

As soon as Zhang Sheng's Weibo post was posted, it instantly attracted countless fans.

They wanted to know how Gu Sisi would respond.

Looking forward to it.

"This poem seems pretty good."

Su Yu looked at Gu Sisi with a smile.

"The Internet says this poem was written by Zhang Sheng himself, is it true?" Gu Sisi looked at Su Yu and asked.

"How do I know?" Su Yu shook his head and said, "How about I ask you?"

When Gu Sisi heard this, she rolled her eyes.

"That guy Zhang Sheng's attack on you is getting more and more fierce!" Su Yu said, "This is a love song and a love poem. Can you withstand it?"

"Do you think he really likes me?" Gu Sisi asked without answering.

Su Yu didn't know how to answer.

"Sisi, you don't know how to..."

The person who spoke was Gu Sisi's manager Wang Guilan.

She was looking at Gu Sisi with a worried face.

What little girl can resist being pursued wildly by a handsome and talented young man?

"How is that possible?" Gu Sisi quickly denied, "I don't even know him."

Do you know him?

Do you still want to know him?

It’s over!

It’s over!

Wang Guilan, who has been through this before, is even more worried.
To be continued...