Wang Yingqiu's figure was incredibly hot, and coupled with the very intimate contact they had just had, Jing Zhe became even more sexually interested in the mature woman in front of him, and couldn't help but tease her a few times.
Of course, he was telling the truth.
However, seeing Wang Yingqiu's angry expression, as if she wanted to devour him, Jing Zhe backed down and quickly changed the subject, reciting the name of the poem.
Although I was angry, I knew that important matters were more important.
Wang Yingqiu glared fiercely at Jing Zhe, then began writing on the snow-white paper. As the poem was written, Wang Yingqiu looked up at Jing Zhe somewhat blankly, seemingly having forgotten what had just happened.
He asked directly, "This title of the ci poem... did you create it yourself?"
"hold head high."
Jing Zhe proudly puffed out his chest, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't outdo Wang Yingqiu, so he had to give up.
"But you have to understand that the names of ci (lyric poetry) titles have fixed melodies. You can create your own ci title, but you'll need someone to sing it later. Who would sing such a new ci title?"
Wang Yingqiu offered her reminder, her words filled with concern.
She had already witnessed Jing Zhe's poetic talent and was quite convinced of it, but that did not mean he was also proficient in melodies.
While lyrics are important for cruise ship trips, music is equally crucial. If the lyrics are good but the music is bad, the locals on shore won't resonate with the song, and the cheers won't be loud enough, resulting in a loss.
Jing Zhe smiled and said, "As for the melody, of course it's included!"
Well, Jing Zhe's answer once again refreshed Wang Yingqiu's understanding of him, but she asked doubtfully, "You can't sing it yourself, can you?"
"I won't sing, you sing."
"I?"
Wang Yingqiu choked for a moment, "But I don't know how!"
"Don't worry, I'll teach you! You have a very pleasant voice; if you were to sing this poem, it would sound wonderful. Besides, I heard you particularly like poetry, right? From now on, this poem is yours; sing it whenever you want!"
Jing Zhe praised.
"..."
Over the years, Wang Yingqiu has heard far too many praises, many of which are insincere and mere posturing. Logically speaking, she should have long since become a seasoned person who remains calm in the face of both honor and disgrace.
For some reason, when she heard the words "Your voice is very pleasant," her heart started beating faster and her cheeks flushed slightly without her realizing it.
Subconsciously, she wanted to refuse.
Because she was originally an outer disciple of Wuxian Pavilion and also practiced martial arts, she looked down on singers and dancers. Even after she became the head of Wuxian Garden, she set a rule for herself: she could only listen to and write poems, and it was impossible for her to sing songs.
Furthermore, Jing Zhe had just flirted with him, and she didn't turn against him for the sake of the bigger picture. Instead, she agreed to his request in the blink of an eye. Isn't that too unreserved and embarrassing?
Hmph, I have a temper too!
Just as Wang Yingqiu opened her mouth after making up her mind, she suddenly met Jing Zhe's eyes, and all her answers were summed up in one word.
"good…"
"The owner is indeed very generous! With the owner's help, this poem will surely be even more powerful, it'll be hard not to win first place!"
Jing Zhe laughed loudly, while Wang Yingqiu secretly lowered her head, her neck blushing like spring flowers.
...
Wang Yingqiu's embarrassment didn't last long; it was immediately dispelled by the words uttered by Jing Zhe.
This word... is great!
As Wang Yingqiu listened and wrote, she was filled with surprise and joy. When she finally finished writing, she looked at the lyrics she had written and felt a dreamlike sense of unreality.
This word... was actually written by me?
Looking at Jing Zhe again, the look that had previously been hostile and suspicious instantly turned into gratitude.
He knew better than anyone else what the lyrics were like, and any singer could have sung them without lowering their quality, yet he chose himself, which was clearly intentional!
She also said that knowing she liked poetry, this poem was hers…
Wang Yingqiu looked up and stole a glance at him: Could he be trying to please me on purpose?
Thinking back to the romantic scene that had just happened when she boarded the ship, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment: No, he's my friend's younger brother!
"Hey, what are you thinking about, owner?"
"Ah...oh...I wasn't thinking about anything..."
When Wang Yingqiu came to her senses, her voice lost its previous imposing tone; it sounded less like the domineering mistress and more like a humble maid.
"Now that you've finished writing, I'll teach the lead singer!"
"good!"
It is already a blessing to witness the birth of a masterpiece in one's lifetime, let alone be the first person to sing it!
Wang Yingqiu adjusted her mindset and replied earnestly.
"But it's too chaotic here, let's find a quieter place!"
Wang Yingqiu thought for a moment and said, "There are cabins in the ship's cabin, they are very quiet, let's go there!"
The two men got up, told Emperor An, and went down to the cabin.
"This Young Master Jing certainly has a lot of ideas."
Su Mowu smiled, as if speaking casually.
“It’s not necessarily a bad thing for talented people to act in an eccentric way.”
Emperor An glanced at him, his expression unchanged.
The others nodded in agreement.
Zhu Xinning and Su Mochen, who were behind the screen, watched the two of them walk down from the cabin in a harmonious manner, their brows furrowed, lost in thought.
Qi Junguang scoffed at this: "Damn it, is this guy just trying to vent his frustration because he can't write any lyrics?"
Thinking of Wang Yingqiu's hot figure and beautiful face, he couldn't help but swallow hard, and then spat out a mouthful of saliva.
...
Having Wang Yingqiu sing was a very good choice.
Inside the cabin, Jing Zhe was somewhat captivated by her ethereal, melodious, and alluring singing voice.
"Hey, what are you looking at?"
Wang Yingqiu rarely sang songs, and Jing Zhe had given her such a difficult task. After entering the cabin, she hummed a few lines to warm up her voice.
To her surprise, she noticed Jing Zhe staring intently at her right after she finished singing, which annoyed her.
"Look at you!"
Jing Zhe is very honest.
In the enclosed cabin, the hull of the boat became very visible as it swayed with the river. The dim candlelight flickered, and Jing Zhe's burning gaze and answers made the atmosphere extremely ambiguous.
"What time is it now? Can't you be serious for once?"
Wang Yingqiu stomped her foot, speaking with a mixture of helplessness and anger.
Jing Zhe nodded. Suddenly, the large ship seemed to encounter turbulence while turning a corner in the river. The ship swayed violently. Wang Yingqiu, who had a foundation in martial arts, was in a better position, but the weak Jing Zhe looked quite disheveled.
His body swayed left and right, then he missed a step and fell directly towards Wang Yingqiu's body.
Moreover, the fall landed squarely right in front of Wang Yingqiu's abrupt entrance...
He quickly stood up and tried to explain, "Master, you see, it's not that I'm being improper, it's that this boat is improper!"
"..."
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