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"Well, since you are all willing to give it a try, Yanran will presume a question."

Ji Yanran smiled and spoke, but suddenly her head turned slightly, Lianbu lightly shook, and slowly walked towards the huge hollowed-out window of the banquet hall. At this moment, a full moon hung outside the window, and the cold moonlight passed through. The window fell on Ji Yanran's body, and she immediately reflected her as if she was a goddess who was ecstatic!

This scene made many people bewildered!

"It's autumn now, and tonight is the day of the month and a half. A bright moon hangs in the night. It is very beautiful and moving. Why don't you write a poem or a poem with the theme of'moon'? The poem is the best, and Yanran would like to give him a sword dance as a thank you."

As soon as this was said, the atmosphere in the entire banquet hall was frozen, everyone was looking at the bright moon outside the window, and then bowed their heads in thought.

"Either one can come first, and then you can appoint the next one to write poetry or words, and so on, to help the alcohol."

Ji Yanran, bathed in the cold moonlight, smiled and opened her mouth. At this moment, she seemed to be surrounded by a hazy moonlight tulle, noble, mysterious, and extremely magnificent.

Seeing that many young talents were heart-stricken, staring at her closely, and there was a glow in the depths of their eyes.

But at this moment, Ye Wuque was staring at the bright moon outside the window, and many thoughts flashed through his bright eyes, which seemed extremely complicated.

"Haha! Since Ms. Ji has already asked the question, then Qin will do her part and show her ugliness first!"

Qin Wushuang suddenly stood up, smiled and spoke, his expressions were extremely conceited, and he seemed to be ready.

"Oh? Young Master Qin is really full of talent, and he has made poems so quickly? That Yanran really wants to listen to her!"

There was a hint of surprise on Ji Yanran's beautiful face, her beautiful eyes looked at Qin Wushuang, and the latter's eyes suddenly became hotter.

Immediately, Qin Wushuang moved his steps, a little pondered, and walked out three steps in a row, and his voice slowly sounded!

"The sky is high and the water is long and the wind and clouds are weak, Xing Yan Qiuyue wants to be round."

"A toast is drunk and invites Chang'e to dance, and Gao Peng smiles broadly.

The four poems fell from Qin Wushuang's mouth, slamming and making a conceited smile on his face.

"Chang'e Dance... Laughing Guanghan... Young Master Qin is really talented, and a seven-character quatrain is worthy of respect to Young Master Qin."

In front of the window, Ji Yanran's eyes were bright and she raised the white jade wine glass in her hand and toasted Qin Wushuang.

"Haha! Thank you Ms. Ji, Qin just throws some insights, and hopes that the next brothers can express their opinions, and it is best to compare Qin!"

After finishing his glass of wine, Qin Wushuang smiled and spoke, his words seemed humble, but his posture was quite content.

Immediately he pointed to someone casually, and after letting him continue, he sat back at the altar with pride, as if he was already in his chest, waiting for Ji Yanran's sword dance.

The super genius he had named looked a little ugly. He knew that Qin Wushuang's poem was indeed brilliant, and he couldn't compare it.

Not only this person, at this moment, in the entire banquet hall, the faces of many super geniuses who were full of confidence were gloomy.

All of you here are not silly, and you can easily appreciate Qin Wushuang's talent from this poem.

Worthy of being the first person in Wushuang County, Wendao is also so good.

The super genius who had already caught the duck on the shelves was helpless. Although he also made a poem, it was far from Qin Wushuang's one.

In this way, several people spoke up, but it was a pity that they were no match for Qin Wushuang. `w cool craftsman j net u positive n; version ga first r sent:}

Sitting Qin Wushuang's mouth became more and more intense, as if he had seen the result.

Until a certain moment, that Lan Mingri was selected, and he slowly got up and moved forward slowly.

During the walk, that Lan Mingri seemed extremely confident, the dark blue cloak went without wind, and hunted!

"Mingming star Moon should be acquainted. Moon is similar to ancient times."

"Beauty Two Eight Sword Dance Songs, when marriage is free in life."

The same is the chanting of a seven-character quatrain, but it once again makes the whole banquet hall silent!

"What a'Bright Moon Beauty', he is still a hidden poem in one hand, haha, Young Master Lan is so talented, even this seat is extremely admired!"

Above the main seat, Master Chasing Wind, who had been watching for a long time, smiled at this moment. It was obvious that this poem by Lan Mingri did a good job.

After hearing the praise from Master Herring, Lan Mingri's gaze reflected from the dark blue cloak showed a trace of conceit, and looked at Ji Yanran from a distance.

"Thank you Yanran for the praise, Young Master Lan is so talented, he deserves to toast two glasses of Yanran."

Ji Yanran smiled and toasted Lan Mingri two glasses.

Qin Wushuang's face suddenly darkened at this moment!

Ji Yanran toasted him with only one glass of wine, but toasted that Lan Mingri was two glasses, and the judgment was made!

After drinking the two glasses of wine, the eyes under the blue Mingri cloak suddenly turned, revealing a hint of sarcasm and joking, looking in one direction, it was Ye Wuque!

"Ye Wuque, you have a good word, let me see how talented you are, whether it is the same, or is it a idiot, just sharp teeth!"

Obviously, Lan Mingri was targeting Ye Wuque!

The other super geniuses looked at Ye Wuque with a trace of sympathy at the moment.

Although this Lan Mingri does not show his true colors, he is really talented. The poem he recited is not only a good meaning, but also a hidden poem. Who can compare him?

Although Ye Wuque's words are sharp, he may be really as Lan Mingri said, but his teeth are sharp and he has no talent. Today, he is likely to be humiliated by Lan Mingri.

Not only the other super geniuses, even the Gan Gang and others in Longgu County were secretly anxious for Ye Wuque at this moment. Unfortunately, they all practiced since childhood and rarely read books, so they couldn't help at all.

Only the elegant and elegant eyes flickered, as if thinking about something, as if to remind Ye Wuque.

In fact, not only others, even Ye Wuque himself, his eyes narrowed slightly at this moment.

He has been dead for ten years since he was a child. In order to condense the origin of the holy law of fighting, he has lived extremely lonely. Although he has dabbled in literary theory, he can also make a seven-character quatrain at this moment, but at most it is comparable to that of Qin Wushuang. But Lan Mingri.

But just surrendering defeat is not Ye Wuque's character. When provoked by others, he will naturally not run away without a fight.

Ye Wuque sat still and didn't mean to get up.

Lan Mingri and Huang Ke stared at Ye Wuque with a sneer at the moment, expecting him to look like a fool.

And that Ji Yanran's beautiful eyes also looked at Ye Wuque, and seemed to be waiting for him to speak.

Just when Ye Wuque was about to say the poem that he had in his mind, Kong's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, chanting an ancient poem impressively, and his tone also brought a touch of loneliness.

"This poem is one of the most impressive old words in my remaining memory, but it was not made by me. It seems to come from a very remote world of different dimensions that I have visited..."

After chanting, Sora spoke like this, as if explaining the origin of this ancient word.

This process may seem long, but in fact it is only a moment.

A sigh flashed in the depths of Ye Wuque's bright eyes, as if feeling the charm of this ancient word.

"Is it impossible to do it? It doesn't matter, the countryman, illiterate, as long as you admit that you can't do it, I won't be embarrassed with you, presumably Miss Ji will not care about you."

At this moment, the voice of Lan Mingri sounded again, and the ridicule and disdain in his tone were very strong.

Ye Wuque ignored Lan Mingri's words, slowly got up, took a step forward, but walked to the window, looking at the bright moon outside the window, standing with his hands holding his hands, his face facing Ji Yanran with an inexplicable trace. The voice of loneliness resounded!

"When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky about the wine..." Wechat search "Coolsmiths.com", follow the name of the post, and read the full text for free! The fastest update!

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