It's more than 11 o'clock at night. In the quiet courtyard, the two families who have been tired for a day hurried to wash and go to bed to have a good rest in order to cope with the opening of hero restaurant tomorrow.

Therefore, there were only Lin Feng and Luo Qingqing in the yard. Of course, there was the crescent moon who hid in the cloud and secretly looked at them.

"Sister Qingqing, you... You know everything?"

Lin Feng remembered that last night, sister Qingqing sent herself a picture of Miss Xu's stewardess, so she asked nervously, "what... Sister Qingqing, how were you with Miss Xu last night?"

"Hee hee! Smelly boy, do you want to know? " Luo Qingqing asked with a bad smile.

"Of course! What's going on? Sister Qingqing! "

"If you want to know, just exchange a poem. This poem must be better than those for school flowers and teachers. Otherwise, hum... Your ass will suffer!" Luo Qingqing regained the normal appearance of the female demon head next door and threatened Lin Feng.

"Don't play like this, sister Qingqing, since you have read the post of No. 1 middle school! You should be able to see that the words "life and death and Qing Tong" are written for you! "

Lin Feng said with a sad smile, but Luo Qingqing didn't care about it at all. He pouted and said, "I see, so what? Hum! Take the poem written to my sister and give it to the school flower as a love poem? no way! Sister, I don't want this poem, so I gave it to Qin Yanran. So you have to write me a new poem, you know? "

"Ah? Sister Qingqing, I will be here for a while. I have no inspiration! How do you write it? " Lin Feng said with a sad face.

"How? Write with your head and pen! Today, you were at school, but you wrote a poem after only three steps. Anyway, my sister is not sleepy now. Just wait here. If you don't write a poem that satisfies me, I'll open your ass and spend it. "

Luo Qingqing looked like she was eating Dinglin Feng and was still wearing the stewardess' uniform. She just stared at him with her hands on her hips.

"Really?"

"Of course, isn't it nonsense? Smelly boy, write quickly. I'll be ready to sleep after writing my sister... "

"OK! Just when the inspiration came, I went back to my room to get paper and pen... "

Facing the cool wind at night, looking at the crescent moon hiding in the dark clouds in the sky, Lin Feng suddenly had an idea and had an idea in his heart.

"Hurry up, you don't want to take the opportunity to escape, or your sister will run to your room..." Luo Qingqing threatened to cry.

After a while, Lin Feng brought a pen and paper from his bedroom. The poem he gave to Luo Qingqing had been conceived. With a stroke of his pen, he wrote a poem titled untitled:

When the moon has no stars, cicadas sing,

Hu Qin is worried about who plays the song.

No one is blowing tonight,

When the imperial examination is due.

A very simple seven character quatrain was written by Lin Feng in a few minutes. It's a very appropriate poem. It's about the scene at night. The crescent moon in the sky hides shyly, and the cicadas in the yard are chirping. Why is there no beauty dancing tonight? It turned out that because the time for the imperial examination was coming, the talents were painstakingly preparing for the examination, and the beauties naturally didn't dare to make a noise.

In this poem, Lin Feng compared himself to a scholar who was about to face the imperial examination in ancient times, and compared Luo Qingqing to a pink beauty who added fragrance to tea. As soon as the whole poem came out, it immediately created an antique picture of talents and beauties.

"Not bad! You are qualified... "

Contentedly, Luo Qingqing took this poem in her hand. Luo Qingqing's eyes smiled like two curved crescent moons.

"Of course! Although this poem doesn't rhyme very well, sister Qingqing, do you understand the connotation? " Lin Feng took back his pen and asked with a smile.

"Connotation? Smelly boy, you underestimate your sister, don't you? Although my sister didn't go to high school and went to health school directly, she used to like ancient Chinese very much. Although she doesn't have the literary talent like you and can write poetry and words, she can still understand it. "

Luo Qingqing told Lin Feng the meaning of the whole poem. Lin Feng clapped his hands and said, "sister Qingqing, you're right. This poem probably means that on the surface."

"On the surface? what do you mean? Xiao Feng, does this poem have a deeper meaning? I didn't see it? " Luo Qingqing asked strangely.

"Of course! Sister Qingqing, this is a very strange poem. It is very different from the two capitals I wrote before. There is a huge secret! " Lin Feng said with a mysterious look.

"A great secret? What is it? Smelly boy, please say... "When Lin Feng said this, Luo Qingqing was even more curious.

"It's a secret, of course not. Besides, I don't mean anything when I say it. Sister Qingqing, it's up to you to understand. "

"Smelly boy, you and your sister are still hiding. I'll see the secret. " Luo Qingqing said unconvinced.

"Hey, hey! Sister Qingqing, I'm sure you can see it. "

Then Lin Feng said again, "now I have the poem, sister Qingqing. You can tell me why you were with Mr. Xu last night? Also, why did Mr. Xu suddenly put on your stewardess uniform? "

"Hee hee! Xiao Feng, your teacher Xu is really beautiful. He has a great figure and appearance. Sister, I slept in the same bed with Mr. Xu last night! Teacher Xu's ass is so elastic... "Luo Qingqing said deliberately.

As soon as Lin Feng heard this, he was stunned and couldn't help imagining flying: "eh! Sister Qingqing, what did you do with Miss Xu last night? "

"Nothing, Xiao Feng, just had an in-depth communication with Mr. Xu. Mr. Xu told me a lot about your embarrassment in school! Hee hee... Of course, in exchange, I told Mr. Xu a lot of embarrassing things about you at home... "

Luo Qingqing said so proudly, but Lin Feng said helplessly, "sister Qingqing, how can you do this? Pay attention to my privacy! "

"Little boy, what privacy do you have in front of your sister? My sister grew up watching you naked! Well, my sister is reluctant to accept this poem. Go back to wash and sleep quickly! The hero restaurant will open tomorrow. You'll be busy enough. "

After that, Luo Qingqing carefully folded the poem and returned to her bedroom. After changing the stewardess' uniform, she turned on the lamp in front of the desk and unfolded the poem again. She looked at it word by word over and over again, but she still couldn't find any special meaning of the poem.

(PS: can you find the special meaning of this special poem written by Lin Feng to sister Qingqing? Post your findings in the book review area or the book's hand Q tribe!)