I am an authentic immortal, but I am a villain

Ye Yun had naturally guessed what Qing Yanran was thinking.

"Yanran, if you want me to compose a poem for you, it's not impossible.

But if you are satisfied, then...what good does it do me? "

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

If he wanted Ye Yun to show off his skills, Qing Yanran would have to pay the price.

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, Qing Yanran tapped her red lips with her fingers and thought.

I have to say that this action is indeed quite charming.

Then, Qing Yanran's eyes suddenly lit up and she stated her conditions.

"Aye, if you can write a poem that satisfies me, then your room and board in my Qimeng Building will be free of charge for the next period of time.

And I promise that the food will not be the same every day, and I will never mess with you, how about it? "

As the shopkeeper of Qimeng Tower, this is the only thing she can think of.

Even though this free room and board seems ordinary, this is Qimeng Tower.

You can eat and stay here as you like.

That is what many people dream of.

"Okay! Then we have an agreement."

Seeing that Yeyun agreed, Qing Yanran said quickly.

"Aye, since you are composing a poem for me, you naturally have time requirements. How about one stick of incense time?"

Qing Yanran felt that the time of burning an incense stick was either long or short.

Very fair to both parties.

"A stick of incense?"

A slight smile appeared on Ye Yun's lips.

Does he still need a stick of incense?

Isn't this something that comes easily?

Seeing Ye Yun like this, Qing Yanran thought that Ye Yun disliked her for a short time, so she couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Aye, let's do this. Let's add another half of the time to burn incense..."

Before Qing Yanran could finish speaking, Ye Yun raised his hand to interrupt what she had not finished.

"No, I just think it takes too long to burn a stick of incense. It will be done soon. I will take care of you with pen and ink."

? ? ?

Qing Yanran was immediately stunned.

Good guy!

She originally thought that the other party was dissatisfied that the time was too short, so she deliberately gave him half a stick of incense.

Unexpectedly, the other party disliked it for taking too long.

It was filled with writing and ink as soon as it came up. Could it be that...he had already figured it out?

Will it really be so fast?

Qing Yanran was not sure for a moment whether Ye Yun was taking pleasure in herself.

But after thinking about it, Qing Yanran immediately ordered the servant to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

After a while, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready, and the snow-white paper was spread on the table.

At this time, Ye Yun set his sights on Qing Yanran again and smiled.

"Yanran, since this poem was written for you, how about you do the ink research?"

I don’t know if Ye Yun has really thought about it.

Qing Yanran was also curious about what kind of poem Ye Yun would compose for herself.

It's just a matter of studying ink, Qing Yanran does it all.

"Okay, then let the little girl grind the ink."

With that said, Qing Yanran began to study the ink.

Her movements are very skillful and gentle, and you can tell at a glance that she probably writes a lot herself.

After a while, the ink was polished, and Qing Yanran looked up at Ye Yun.

"Aye, please start your performance now."

She still had a small expectation in her heart. She didn't ask for anything good, she just hoped it wouldn't be too bad.

Then, Ye Yun made a move with his right hand, and the brush automatically fell into his hand.

Ye Yun tapped lightly on the inkstone and quickly started writing on the snow-white paper.

His movements are quick and he writes like a god.

There was no hesitation at all, as if it had already been considered.

Qing Yanran was slightly surprised to see Ye Yun writing so quickly.

Is it possible... Ye Yun has really finished a poem in such a short period of time?

If this is the case, then his talent and learning are indeed very powerful.

Of course, it also depends on the final product.

Whether this poem can meet Qing Yanran's requirements.

With great anticipation in her heart, Qing Yanran couldn't wait to see what the finished product would look like.

Ye Yun moved very quickly, wrote steadily and firmly, and soon wrote the poem perfectly.

After finishing writing, Ye Yun threw away the brush in his hand.

The brush flipped in the air, drew a beautiful arc, and accurately landed on the pen hanger.

"Okay, please take a look."

With that said, Ye Yun walked to the side and gave up his position to Qing Yanran.

Seeing that Ye Yun had actually written a poem on the paper, Qing Yanran couldn't wait to walk over and look at it carefully.

She wanted to see what kind of poem it was and whether it could suit her own wishes.

Carefully picking up the paper, her red lips parted slightly, Qing Yanran read out the poem unconsciously.

"There is a beautiful woman in the southern region, peerless and independent. Once she looks at the city of Qingren, then she looks at the country of Qingren.

I would rather not know the beauty of the city and the beauty of the country. Beauty... is hard to come by. "

When she read out this poem, Qing Yanran was stunned on the spot.

A faint blush appeared on her face, and she didn't know how to evaluate this poem for a moment.

The writing is very easy to understand, but the words of praise are very useful.

The whole poem is praising the beautiful woman.

As for who this beauty is, is there any need to say?

The Southern Territory happens to refer to the south of the Immortal Territory. In addition, this poem should be attributed to myself.

If nothing else, it should be written for myself.

Although she already had the answer in her heart, Qing Yanran couldn't help but want to confirm it with Ye Yun in person.

"Aye, the so-called beauty in this poem refers to..."

Although she hoped it was herself, she at least needed to get the approval of Ye Yun himself.

What if it wasn't her and she pretended to be her, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?

Qing Yanran would not do such a socially dead thing.

Hearing this, Ye Yun smiled and his eyes stayed on Qing Yanran.

"Do I need to say this? Of course, it is far away in the sky and close at hand.

Yanran, didn't I say that I wrote a poem for you? Of course it is written for you."

Finally, Ye Yun admitted it in person, and Qing Yanran's uneasiness finally subsided.

This poem is really written for herself!

Although it is very simple, it praises a peerless and beautiful woman. The words are exaggerated but sincere, and simplicity is better than complexity.

Qing Yanran even doubted for a time whether the person described in it was not herself.

She and Ye Yun didn't know each other very well, they were just ordinary friends.

Now suddenly writing such a poem for herself, it was inevitable that Qing Yanran would think too much.

[Ding! The important person in the test, Qing Yanran, was praised by the master's poem, and she was overjoyed in her heart, and her favorability towards the master increased by 10 points!

The current favorability is 61 points! ]

I didn't expect that a poem could directly increase the favorability by 10 points, which really surprised Ye Yun.

It seems that Qing Yanran is a woman with a strong personality.

Ye Yun really wants to say that a poem can actually increase the favorability so much.

You should have said it earlier, I will write a few more for you!

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