From a freeloader to a world leader

It took a lot of effort to finally deal with the situation at the intersection.

Sun Shan waved to Yang Kewei and Jin Ju, who were standing next to him, one tall and one short. "Let's go, young ladies. May I ask your names? How should I address you?"

Jinju was about to yell, "How can you ask a girl's name like that?"

Not to mention a princess, in this world, even an ordinary girl's name cannot be asked casually.

"My last name is Yang, you can call me Keke."

Yang Kewei pulled Jinju's sleeve, signaling her to listen to her, and then introduced her, "This is my maid, her name is Jinju, the Ju of chrysanthemum-----"

"cocoa-----"

Sun Shan stared at Yang Kewei's beautiful face and whispered to her. Then, he said to Yue Fei, "Brother Fei, you need to take good care of these two beauties. You will protect them when they go in."

"Okay, Brother Shan!"

Yue Fei looked at Jin Ju, who was standing with a sword in her hand, and responded with a thunderous voice. Then, he pulled a rickshaw and bent his strong back: "Two sisters, please come in!"

This left Yang Kewei and Jin Ju stunned.

Damn, this rough guy actually called me sister.

You're thirty, right?

And call her sister.

Jin Ju looked at the motorcade that had already started, and while helping the princess get on the car, she angrily replied, "Uncle, can you speak? I'm only a girl in my teens, and you actually call me sister?"

Yue Fei knew his appearance, which made people suspicious again.

However, he has long been used to it.

While gently pulling up the rickshaw, he responded, "I am half a year younger than Brother Shan. I just turned sixteen the day before yesterday."

"Really? That's impossible?"

Sitting in the rickshaw, feeling the cool breeze as it moved, Jin Ju stared at Yue Fei, whose back was twice as wide as hers, and said in surprise, "You can't be only sixteen years old. I think you're almost thirty, right?"

"Really? It was my birthday the night before yesterday, and that's how Brother Shan got to know me. He even sang Happy Birthday to me-----"

As for the Happy Birthday song, basically anyone who is a little bit fashionable has heard it.

After all, there are birthdays all year round.

At this moment, Yang Kewei, who had been silent and wondering what she was thinking, suddenly spoke up: "Did you and Shanzhong Xiucai only know each other the day before yesterday? Then why did he let you-----"

Yang Kewei didn't know what words to use, so she thought for a moment and continued, "Then why do you call each other brothers?"

Now, the question is about Yue Fei’s pleasure point.

While pulling the rickshaw quickly, he talked incessantly about his acquaintance with Sun Shan in the past two days.

She also talked in detail with relish about how good Sun Shan was to her and her mother, as well as what Sun Shan had done in the past two days.

There's no way, with a beautiful woman behind me, I have to talk more.

Especially that tall and dashing woman carrying a long sword, who made my heart beat fast at first sight.

Yang Kewei, who had been listening to the narration like Yue Fei presenting his treasures, was deeply shocked. She never thought that Sun Shan was so powerful!

Not only is his talent in music and art outstanding, he is also outstanding in business!

After listening to almost everything, she asked, "You said that Shanzhong Xiucai is singing again, can you sing? We haven't heard his new songs in Yangzhou for a long time."

"I can!"

As he spoke, Yue Fei stretched out his rough throat, humming and singing while running-----

"I look for the sun in the windless place, and be the warm sun in your cold place. You are always too naive in the midst of the chaos. For the rest of my life, I only want you. For the rest of my life, the wind and snow are you, the plainness is you, the poverty is also you, the glory is you, the gentleness in my heart is you, and the sight is also you.

-------------------------I want to take you to see the clear sky, and I want to tell you loudly that I am fascinated by you. The past is fleeting, but you will always be moved. For the rest of my life, I only want you. For the rest of my life, the winter snow is you, the spring flowers are you, and the summer rain is also you. The autumn yellow is you, and the cold and warm seasons are you. Wherever I look, it is also you. For the rest of my life, the wind and snow are you, the plainness is you, and the poverty is also you. The glory is you, the gentleness in my heart is you, and whereever I look, it is also you. Wherever I look, it is also you----------"

Unexpectedly, Yue Fei's rough throat was actually very suitable for singing such a majestic and vicissitudes of life song.

Especially the chorus part, which is so moving that you can't help but want to sing along.

As he sang, Yue Fei's voice became louder and louder, and actually attracted many people to sing along.

This made Ding Zhilai, who was sitting in the front row, look back a few times.

He smiled thoughtfully: "Shan'er, you wrote this song well, and your brother sang it well too!"

"It's OK. I haven't created anything for a while. I was so excited the day before yesterday that I wrote this on the spur of the moment."

"very good!"

Ding Zhilai patted Sun Shan on the shoulder and reminded him, "I don't know how your academic progress is going. This little song alone is not good enough for a serious audience. Wang Xuezheng, who came today, is not someone who is easy to talk to. You have to be careful."

"Thank you, uncle. I have been studying hard during this period. I think I am doing well."

Ding Zhilai was relieved to see Sun Shan's confident look.

However, he still reminded her, "This Wang Xuezheng is from the Wang family. He has loved making couplets and writing poems since he was young. I wonder how you are doing in this area, Shan Ge'er?"

As he spoke, Ding Zhilai recalled the famous poem "Born to be useful" written by Sun Shan, and said with a smile, "I heard that you wrote that poem, but many people don't believe it and think you stole it. Otherwise, how could you have written such a poem?"

Sun Shan heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.

If it is a couplet, if it is a poem.

If you really want to take a nap, someone will bring you a pillow.

When Wang Jiaxuezheng wants to embarrass me with this, I will make sure he knows what unrivaled talent is!

What does it mean to write something that shocks the wind and rain, and to make ghosts and gods cry after the poem is completed?