Chapter 537: Chapter 203: On How to Tame Su Zelin

In the early morning, the sound of laughter like silver bells drifted along the country roads of Jianglan’s outskirts.

Lu Haoran was riding a bicycle, with Xiaoyanzi on the back seat.

Next to them were the best buddy and Qin Shiqing.

Today is Qin Shiqing’s birthday, and according to the original plan, they are going out for a picnic this morning.

Even though he’s already on second base, the honest guy is still full of excitement at this moment.

On the day they took the graduation photo in high school, he fantasized about this kind of four-person scene, expecting it for so long, and now it’s finally a reality.

Su Zelin is very calm.

It’s just giving a girl a ride on a bike.

He did this as early as elementary school.

The rascal learned to ride a bicycle faster than Qin Shiqing, and the day after he learned, he was already giving Qin Shiqing rides to school.

Back then, Qin Shiqing’s hands were much more well-behaved than they are now.

Unlike now, those restless little hands occasionally pinched at his thigh, occasionally pinched at the soft flesh of his waist.

"Hey, Qin Shiqing, can you rein in your hands a bit?"

The rascal couldn’t help but voice his complaint.

Why did such a well-behaved girl when she was little turn out like this now?

It’s so annoying, who on earth led her astray!

"No!"

"Why?"

"Because your flesh is great to pinch, soft and comfortable!"

Su Zelin: "..."

What a ridiculous reason!

If you pinch me, I’ll pinch you back!

And I’ll pinch the softest place on your body too!

The summer sky is beautiful, clear and boundless.

The countryside air is great, with summer flowers blooming all over the mountains and fields, and when the wind blows, the fragrance that hits you is either elegant or rich.

Half an hour later, the bicycles stopped at a lotus pond, reaching their destination.

The lotus pond is quite large, endless at a glance, with layers upon layers of green leaves like countless big fans, and the shy and tender flowers, with their delicate stamens and dewdrops, resemble slender maidens, their icy skin and bones, graceful and elegant, impossibly beautiful.

This lotus pond is a hotspot for outings in Jianglan, and quite a few people are there.

After parking their bicycles, the group gathered by the lotus pond.

They just felt waves of refreshing fragrance, soothing to the heart and nose.

"Wow, this lotus pond is so beautiful, Su Zelin, quickly take photos of me and Shiqing!"

Xiaoyanzi immediately got excited, dragging Qin Shiqing to pose in various ways by the pond.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

...

Teacher Su casually picked up a camera, capturing the moments.

After taking photos by the lotus pond for a while, Tang Yan suggested, "How about we play a poetry relay? Everyone has to recite a piece of poetry, and it has to be about lotus flowers!"

"Sure!"

Qin Shiqing and Lu Haoran eagerly responded, only the rascal didn’t speak, pretending to take pictures of the lotus pond with the camera, in fact, because there was a pretty girl not far away, especially wearing a mini skirt, so he sneakily took a few photos.

Seeing him silent, Xiaoyanzi took his agreement for granted.

"Shiqing, it’s your birthday, you should go first!"

"Alright, okay, ’Unstained by the mud, still fragrant in the clear lake!’

These are the two most well-known lines about lotus flowers in poetry.

"The boundless green lotus leaves reach the sky, under the sun the lotus blooms a different red!"

Xiaoyanzi continued.

These are classic poems learned in literature class, well remembered unless one is really weak in the subject.

"Green lotus covers the green water, hibiscus displays red freshness!"

Actually, there was a more familiar line, the honest guy was afraid Su Zelin wouldn’t be able to follow up, so he left that line for him.

"A tiny lotus shows its tip, while on top is standing a dragonfly!"

Sure enough, Su Zelin effortlessly replied.

It was Qin Shiqing’s turn again, she calmly said, "Bamboo shadows turn creek’s green, lotus blossoms fragrance in the mirror!"

It’s only the second round, yet Xiaoyanzi racked her brain and couldn’t think of any more lines, eventually admitting, "I give up, you guys continue."

Su Zelin was speechless at this.

A typical case of being bad at something yet loving to play!

"I can’t think of anything either."

The honest guy could actually think of a line or two, but he felt that if he continued answering, Tang Yan would feel a bit embarrassed.

So it was left to Qin Shiqing and Su Zelin.

The rascal casually recited, "Sister-in-law picks lotus by the creek, a thousand scenes heavy!"

"The mountain view meets the water view, upon the railing the scent of lotus stretches for miles!"

Qin Shiqing was good at literature, with solid literary accumulation.

The rascal responded indifferently, "Playing with the bead of the lotus, rippling unable to shape to round!"

"Hand in hand, the path above the lotus blossoms. A moment’s drizzle of yellow plum rain!"

Qin Shiqing’s competitive spirit rose.

The other day, she was mocked by her childhood friend for having lousy card skills, so she felt it necessary to regain her dignity in this classical poetry relay.

The rascal sneered.

He was known for being poetically astute!

Who fears who!

The rascal: "A gust of wind rises breaking blue waves, pearls scattered beyond gathering!"

Qin Shiqing: "Lotus silk wraps around the wrist, water chestnuts drag far on clothes!"

The rascal: "Lotus ponds lining the lakeside, intermittent red flowers connecting in clusters!"

Qin Shiqing: "After a sudden rain, it seems like jade beads scatter wildly, spilling over the new lotus!"

The rascal: "In the dark mist and willows, passing clouds, as the dew turns the lotus, water fireflies flow!"

...

Xiaoyanzi and the honest guy listened, their eyes wide and mouths agape.

Are there really that many poems about lotus flowers? How come we don’t know them?

After a few more rounds, the rascal continued to respond swiftly, and Qin Shiqing was already struggling to keep up.

But she didn’t want to lose to the rascal, so after thinking for a while, she finally came up with a line, "A girl adorned with flowers, laughing with company, competes gracefully, and plucks the ensemble of lotus to shield from the late sun!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the rascal was ready to strike.

"One stalk alone brings green, two reflections divide the red!"

The great Du Fuguang’s "Ode to United Hearts Lotus" was simply perfect for describing lotus flowers.

Who do you think these literary folks are?

Those ancient people were truly brilliant!

Qin Shiqing bit her lower lip, thinking for a long time, and finally admitted defeat, "I lost!"

The girl was very unwilling, but she was indeed thoroughly beaten.

She was already at the end of her strength, and even if she could keep up a little longer, it would be very difficult.