Some misunderstandings cannot be explained, like a test question that the teacher made a mistake about. The question is wrong, how can there be a correct answer?

When it comes to Gu Qing's reading, it is obvious that God made a mistake in the test paper. To be precise, his entire existence is an unexplainable mistake.

As for books, of course he has read them. Although he was an orphan in his previous life, orphans also have the right to study. Gu Qing even worked after graduating from college.

But the content of the books they read must be different from those of Song Gensheng. Song Gensheng read a collection of Confucian classics and history, while Gu Qing read mathematics and physics. There is no comparison between the two. They looked at each other and felt that the other was illiterate.

"Have I read the book...?" Gu Qing asked hesitantly.

Song Gensheng stared at him: "Yes, have you read the book?"

"I told you, I can't remember many things after my brain is injured." Gu Qing suddenly realized that this excuse was a panacea and a panacea.

"We grew up together. Don't I know whether you have read or not?" Song Gensheng was a little confused.

"Is your brain injured too?"

Song Gensheng looked extremely confused: "If you had never read a book, how could you write such exquisite poems?"

"'I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away'. After the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I have been smacking this poem all the time. The more I read it, the more wonderful it becomes. It can be immortalized for generations. This poem is exquisitely refined and the words are used.

Its exquisiteness and profound artistic conception rank among the top three quatrains in the world. I tried to think about it for several days, but not a single word could be changed in the short cross. It is really a rare masterpiece. I still can't believe that this poem is actually written by you.

Made."

The word "actually" is very hurtful.

Gu Qing really wanted to physically hurt someone.

"If you think it's good, just read it a few more times, go home quickly, and think more about useful things, such as how to help me make more money, or even think more about your marriage to Xiu'er." Gu Qing looked up at the sky.

, it’s getting late, it’s time for a pleasant dinner, and I don’t have time to talk to nerds.

Song Gensheng was still immersed in the wonderful poem and couldn't extricate himself. After hearing the words, he said "Oh" and obediently carried the fish and walked home.

After taking two steps, he paused, turned around and grabbed Gu Qing's arm: "No, the point I just made is whether you have read the book or not. Also, I want to know the full sentence of this poem, can you tell me?

?”

"I don't have time. Writing poetry is not as important as eating meat. Good boy, go home quickly. I'm not very patient. I can't help but want to beat you."

Song Gensheng was stubborn: "It doesn't matter if you beat me to death, I just want to know the answer, otherwise I will not let you off today."

Gu Qing took a deep breath and began to reflect on what evil spirit he had run into today. The two most difficult types of people to offend in the world were women and nerds, and he was offended by both today.

If you lock a woman and a nerd in a room and let them fight like poison, I don't know who will walk out of the room alive in the end...

Gu Qing found that he was becoming more and more soft-hearted. After all, he only had one friend in this world.

"Let's go, let me take you home. Does your home have a place to study? That's fine, I'll tell you the answer right away." Gu Qing couldn't help but pull Song Gensheng away: "Walk faster! Don't delay my meal!"

Song Gensheng stumbled back to his home with Gu Qing. After Gu Qing saluted and greeted Song Gensheng's father, he entered Song Gensheng's study.

It was said to be a study room, but it was actually a small, cramped room that looked like a pigsty or firewood shed. After Song Gensheng's father cleaned it up, he added a table and a futon, and it became a study room.

There were no bookcases, and many books were piled messily on the table. There was only a small blank space in the middle of the table for writing.

There was no oil lamp in the house. It was probably too wasteful to light oil. Song Gensheng should only study during the day.

After entering the study room, Gu Qing clicked his tongue in disgust, pointed at the messy books on the table and said, "Are these the books you read?"

"Yes, there are not many books. Most of them were left to me by my grandfather. These are the only books I have read. I can't afford other books, so I haven't read them."

"Why don't you take the scientific examination?"

Song Gensheng smiled bitterly: "Having only read these few books, how can I be qualified to take the scientific examination?"

"So, you, a scholar, are actually a parallel importer...Okay, you go out first, I will stay in your study for a while. Don't show your question mark expression, it's stupid. Get out!"

Song Gensheng went out and closed the door very well.

Just after turning around and taking two steps, the study door suddenly opened and Gu Qing walked out.

Song Gensheng blurted out: "You are so fast..."

After delaying the meal, Gu Qing finally couldn't bear it any longer. In front of Song Gensheng's father, he raised his foot and kicked him. Song Gensheng's father was obviously an honest man and he didn't dare to ask. Mao

He hunkered down and hid in the room.

"Shut your mouth and I'll do a trick for you."

Song Gensheng nodded blankly.

"Didn't you say that I haven't read books before? Yes, I haven't. But I just stayed in your study for a moment, and guess what? I learned it by myself without a teacher, and I am very good at it.

Not only can he read, but he can also compose poems. Isn’t that amazing?”

Song Gensheng was really frightened by the magic. He was stunned for a long time, and then slowly said: "Gu Qing, in your eyes, how stupid are scholars?"

"Anyway, he doesn't look very smart... It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. I'll compose a poem for you right away."

After saying that, Gu Qing went into the study again, found a piece of clean paper from the table, dipped his brush in ink, and wrote down the title of the water tune song composed on the Mid-Autumn Festival night.

Gu Qing held the newly released poem with the ink still wet on it, and went out and thrust it into Song Gensheng's hand.

"Look at the lyrics I composed. It's the song 'May we live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart'. Read it carefully. Once you've finished it, tear it up immediately. Don't tell anyone about it."

Song Gensheng couldn't wait to unfold the paper and was stunned after reading only one line: "Long or short sentence?"

"It's a word...forget it, it's not important."

Song Gensheng read every sentence, and his body couldn't help but sway. He didn't know whether it was excitement or urgency to urinate.

Reading it once is not enough, so I read it again, then close my eyes, think about it as if no one else is around, finally open my eyes, read it again, and so on.

"Okay, okay! What a sentence!" Song Gensheng's face turned red and he was trembling like crazy. Then his face changed, he bent over and covered his chest, and made a "vomit" sound in his mouth.

Gu Qing was startled and hurriedly patted him on the back: "Did you eat something bad?"

Song Gensheng said in exhaustion: "No, it's not... mainly because of your handwriting, it's too ugly. Ugh——"

Gu Qing:???

I really miss the frightened and well-behaved Song Gensheng when he first time traveled...

Song Gensheng was immersed in the world of poetry and could not extricate himself. He was unaware that Gu Qing was staring at him with murderous eyes. He was still looking at Gu Qing's poems infatuatedly, and made a sound of admiration.
Chapter completed!