He Yunxiao completely understood this feeling. In professional terms, it's called "protagonist halo".
Fan Ziruo withdrew her gaze from Chu Fan and turned to look at Chu Xiaoxiao.
To be honest, she was a little disappointed.
It is said that one's appearance reflects one's heart, and one's handwriting reflects one's character.
While it cannot be completely believed, there is some truth to it.
With her looks and temperament, Chu Xiaoxiao seems completely unrelated to the character in "A Spray of Plum Blossoms".
Fan Ziruo brought Du Yinyun to the living room, and the first thing she had to do was greet the guests.
"Young Master Chu, my daughter is Fan Ziruo. This is my younger sister, Du Yinyun."
Chu Fan and his sister also stood up from their seats. Using the customary cupped-hand salute common in the martial arts world, they said, "I am Chu Fan, greetings to Miss Fan and Miss Du. This…"
Xiao Xiao didn't want that wicked woman Fan Ziruo to keep watching her brother, so she quickly said, "My name is Chu Xiao Xiao."
Following Xiaoxiao's words, Fan Ziruo turned her gaze to her.
Even now that they're closer and can see more clearly, Fan Ziruo still feels that Chu Xiaoxiao couldn't write a poem like "A Spray of Plum Blossoms".
She first asked the brother and sister to sit down, and then called a maid to fetch some snacks and fruit.
Then, he couldn't wait to ask, "Miss Xiaoxiao, did you write that poem 'A Spray of Plum Blossoms'?"
Chu Xiaoxiao knew it wasn't true, Chu Fan knew it wasn't true, and Fan Ziruo suspected it wasn't true. Only Du Meimei's "first-hand account" was that Chu Xiaoxiao had done it.
With her reputation already established, Xiao Xiao had no choice but to admit, "I wrote it."
Fan Ziruo said, "I'd like to hear it again. Could Miss Xiaoxiao read it to me once more?"
Xiao Xiao: ……
To put it bluntly, she forgot.
It was Chu Chu and He Yunxiao who were communicating at the time, so how could Xiao Xiao possibly remember it?
Xiao Xiao: Chu Chu, do you still remember how to pronounce that word?
Chu Chu: I don't remember.
Xiaoxiao: How could you not remember!
Chu Chu: I'm logging off.
Fan Ziruo looked at Chu Xiaoxiao's conflicted expression and assumed she was just embarrassed, not that she had forgotten. To her, it was hard to imagine someone forgetting the exquisite lyrics she had written.
Even if she didn't write it, such good lyrics should be easy to remember after just one listen, right?
Chu Fan knew that Chu Xiaoxiao couldn't write poetry, so he quickly came to her rescue.
"Although Xiaoxiao and I are not blood-related siblings, we understand each other better than blood relatives. Xiaoxiao is not good at poetry. The poem she wrote that day was probably a sudden inspiration, and she probably doesn't remember it now. I also had some inspiration from Young Master Yang Zhe's poem that day. Although I can't recite it, I can imitate the meaning of the poem with my sword intent. If you would like to see it, I will make a fool of myself."
Fan Ziruo's eyes lit up.
To use the essence of swordsmanship to imitate the essence of poetry?
I've never heard of such a thing before.
Because of her frail health, she was very interested in stories of chivalrous heroes in the martial arts world.
She immediately said, "Then Ziruo thanks Young Master Chu in advance."
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