When Tang Sen followed Mr. Li to the study room of Miss Li's family, he did not see any fat girl, but a 15 or 16-year-old girl, who was burying her head on the table and writing something. When he heard someone coming, he quickly raised his head and stared at Tang Sen without a moment, as if he wanted to see Tang Sen thoroughly. Tang Sen read a little joke from her eyes, thinking that this little girl looked beautiful and quiet, but might be crazy, at least not as quiet as it seemed.

Tang Sen smiled slightly on his face. As long as it was not a Jurassic dinosaur, he would be very satisfied, and his mood couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed.

Mr. Li said in a deep voice: "Shiyun, why are you looking at? You don't have any etiquette at all. Why don't you come here to see Mr. Chen!"

"Oh." Li Shiyun gently put down the brush in her hand, then stepped out from behind the table, and came to Tang Sen and said, "I have met Mr. Chen." After that, she took her with her big, lively eyes and glanced at Tang Sen.

Tang Sen smiled and said with a polite voice: "Hello Miss Li." He thought to himself that this girl is indeed not a peaceful lady. Although she is very quiet and polite in front of her father, I don't know how naughty she will be after her father leaves later.

Mr. Li smiled and nodded to Tang Sen, and said to his daughter: "Young Master Chen is the gentleman I invited you. He is responsible for teaching you poetry, prose and essays. Although he is about the same age as you, he is already a talented man in Jiangzhou. Do you have to cherish the opportunity to learn from him? Do you hear it?"

"Yes, dad." Li Shiyun nodded obediently.

Mr. Li nodded and said to Tang Sen: "Mr. Chen, I will trouble you with your little girl's homework. Don't look at her quiet and knowledgeable now, and maybe she will bully you later. If she is disobedient, you can tell me and I will deal with her!"

"Dad——" Li Shiyun called out dissatisfiedly, her tone full of coquettishness.

Mr. Li said angrily and amusedly: "Why, don't you like to listen? Is what I said fake?"

Li Shiyun kept silent, but looked innocent and looked at Mr. Li as if she was pitiful.

Mr. Li seemed to be numb to her expression. He seemed to know his daughter very well, so he ignored her at all. He just explained to Tang Sen a few words and left.

As soon as Mr. Li left, Li Shiyun stopped pretending to be pitiful, and her momentum suddenly increased, as if the study room was her territory, and she was the king in her territory. Li Shiyun stared at Tang Sen and glanced at him several times, but Tang Sen was not afraid. She walked to the chair beside her and sat down, and drank tea on her own.

Li Shiyun stared at him curiously and said, "Are you Chen Jiangliu?" There was no respect in her words, as if she was talking to an ordinary person. However, Tang Sen liked such conversations between peers.

Tang Sen always kept a smile on his face. When he heard Li Shiyun’s question, he nodded slightly, but did not speak, just caring about drinking his own tea.

"Hey!" Li Shiyun said dissatisfied: "Is there a gentleman like you who teaches others? You don't say a word!"

Tang Sen smiled and said, "Is there any student as rude as you?"

"You..." Li Shiyun was stunned, her agile eyes turned a few times, then she smiled and said, "Okay, if I respect you more, you can answer my question, right?"

Tang Sen smiled and said, "It depends on what question you are asking."

"Then what questions can you answer, and what questions do you don't answer?"

"I can answer my homework, such as poetry, songs and essays. As for some of my privacy and all other boring questions, I can't answer them."

"What problem is considered boring?"

"Your question is quite boring!"

"Hehe, you are quite interesting, much more interesting than those old guys." Li Shiyun said with a smile.

Tang Sen smiled without saying a word, but stared at Li Shiyun. This girl should be able to go to the first year of high school in the 21st century. Children of this age are the most rebellious. According to Tang Sen, this girl may just be cheerful, active and naughty, not as terrifying as Li Yuanwai said. It’s just that the ladies in this era are quiet, elegant, and well-educated, so the situation of Li Shiyun seems out of place with this era.

Seeing Tang Sen staring at her with a smirk, Li Shiyun was a little uncomfortable. After all, she was a girl. No matter how rebellious or naughty she was, she would hate being stared at by men. She immediately shouted fiercely like a little tiger: "Look at what, look at it, look at it and dig out your eyes!"

Tang Sen shrugged and smiled bitterly with an innocent look on his face, but he didn't explain anything.

Fortunately, Li Shiyun changed her face very quickly and asked with a smile: "Then let me ask you some questions about poetry. Can you really create so many poems by yourself? How did you do it?"

Tang Sen smiled and shook his head, saying, "I'm sorry, this question has already involved my privacy, and I refuse to answer."

"Where do I have it!" Li Shiyun said unconvincedly: "I'm obviously asking questions about poetry."

"Okay, then I'll tell you, I wrote it all." Tang Sen said perfunctorily.

"How did you write it?"

"Written with a brush."

"You, what kind of gentleman are you? You don't tell others the secret of writing poetry!"

Tang Sen smiled slightly and said, "Where is the trick to write poetry? If you want to write good poems, you must have a lot of rhetoric as the basis, extensive knowledge and experience as the source, and write out the inspiration or touch of your heart. It is a good poem. If you have gorgeous rhetoric, stay in the boudoir all day long and recite poems and essays, but you can't write any true feelings and whine without any illness, then how can you write a good poem?" As he said, he shook his head and chanted: "Young people don't know the taste of sorrow, go up to level, go up to level, and try to write new words and forcefully say sorrow; but now you know the taste of sorrow, and you still want to say it, and you still want to say it, but you still want to say it, but you still say it's cool and autumn! That's what you said!"

Tang Sen talked freely, and made sense of words, and quoted classics, especially this poem, which made Li Shiyun stunned. Tang Sen could recite a poem of unknown genre at random. Li Shiyun was a little convinced, but she didn't believe it and said, "This is the poem you wrote? Why is the genre so strange!"

Tang Sen sneered and said, "You should just think it's a new style of poetry. The dynasties are changing and the times are moving forward. Why can't poetry innovate?"

Li Shiyun looked at Tang Sen with a very complicated look and muttered: "It seems like you know everything."

Tang Sen laughed: "At least, know more than you!"
Chapter completed!