Meng Yushu felt that this gamble could basically be invalidated, because it was impossible for anyone to remove the veil of Yun Qingwu, but when he thought of the breath he had just received, he was a little unwilling.

No matter what, you have to try, but you can't think of another way.

Unexpectedly, the Hundred Flowers Cultural Conference in Huai'an County would actually attract Yun Qingwu to participate?

It's incredible......

What is the reason for this?

......

Yan Xiu's eyes looked at the painting boat that was slowly coming, but his expression did not change at all, as if he had seen it, and he didn't seem to have seen it.

It was only when the boat reached the riverbank that he remembered something and adjusted his sitting position.

And the young man sitting next to him was raising Erlang's legs at the moment.

Then, he slowly leaned back, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if enjoying the breeze on the riverside and the fragrance of flowers blooming all around.

Yan Xiu didn't speak, and the young man didn't speak either.

The two of them sat in different positions like this, looking very awkward.

When the surrounding talents saw this scene, they were a little speechless in their hearts.

The two people sitting together in front of him were really incongruous, but these two people sat together like this, and they seemed to be safe.

Weird, too weird!

......

The talents who came to the Hundred Flowers Cultural Society, the goal was naturally on the flowers, although Yan Xiu and the young man could make them pay attention for a while, but it was impossible for a group of talented people to always stare at the two men, right?

What's more, the painting boat covered with gold and silk satin has finally stopped.

It's just that the people on the painting boat don't mean to come down, but even so, the Hundred Flowers Cultural Association is obviously a little more lively.

The talented people cheered and shouted the name of Yun Qingwu loudly, and even a few people actually brought the pen case and waved it on the spot.

or painting, or writing poems, or inscriptions, it looks very lively.

The Hundred Flowers Literary Association is a gathering of talented people to communicate before the Taoist exam, so there is no special judgment, the rules are very direct, after the talented women perform, the talented people put the flowers into the flower basket in front of the talented women, and they chose the Oiran.

It's simple, but it's also fair and open.

"Boom!"

With a gong sound, the Hundred Flowers Cultural Conference officially began.

Then, there were talented girls who began to perform on stage, one by one wearing bright long skirts, or playing the piano, or dancing, and a few of them came to the stage to compose a few small poems, which aroused the Yaxing of the talented people to chant poems against them.

Yan Xiu's gaze was always as calm as water.

The young people watched with great interest, and from time to time let out a few untimely cheers, which attracted a lot of slander from the talented people around them.

"Mountain village turtle!"

"Quality!"

"I'm really ashamed to be in the company of this person!"

Naturally, the young man couldn't hear the scolding in other people's stomachs, and his face was extremely leisurely, listening to the music, eating and drinking, and his appetite was obviously excellent.

Finally, the flowers in front of me were almost singing, and the painting boat that had been parked by the river also moved.

The door opened slightly, and two rows of girls in uniform turquoise dresses walked out in unison, followed by two girls in gold silk dresses.

After everyone was lined up neatly under the painting boat, a delicate figure finally walked out of the painting boat slowly.

A flowing sky blue long skirt, a few snow-white peonies printed on its skirt, on the top of the head, a mirror-shaped bead flower like a golden moon is worn on the head, under the bead flower, the black beautiful long hair falls directly to the waist, just flush with the golden-purple belt around the waist, highlighting the woman's beautiful figure.

It's a pity that a black scarf covers the woman's face, but it also highlights the woman's white and beautiful skin like snow......

With a light foot, a pair of boots with gold silk rust flowers, wrapped around the woman's lotus feet, walked slowly to the riverside.

Then, go straight to the stage.

So far......

All the talented people under the high platform have completely quieted down, staring blankly at the woman who stepped onto the high platform, everyone's eyes flashing with a blazing light.

Of course, there are exceptions.

For example, Yan Xiu, who was sitting at the front, was still wearing frost on his face, and the young man sitting next to Yan Xiu was still gnawing melons and fruits there.

"The little woman Yun Qingwu is ugly!" A crisp voice like a nightingale sounded, Yun Qingwu bowed her head slightly, and gave a gentle blessing to the talents, with an elegant posture and outstanding temperament.

"Okay!" In the audience, the young man gave a cheerful slap, which instantly brought those talented people who were stunned by this scene back to reality.

Good things are always in pursuit.

For those who interrupt a beautiful dream, naturally no one will give a good face.

All the talented people looked at the young man with an angry face, and even a few of them had already rubbed their fists, if it weren't for Yan Xiu sitting next to the young man, I am afraid that this matter would really not be good.

Yun Qingwu's eyes looked at the young man, and there was no change between his eyebrows, but he turned his body slightly, and blessed the young man again.

"Yun Qingwu, thank you Gongzi!" dignified bearing, showing very.

"You're welcome, I just don't know what kind of song the light dance girl made today?" The young man's dark eyes looked at Yun Qingwu, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an evil smile.

"Unexpectedly, the son is also a person in the song, and the little woman presents the song today called "Pu Jia". Yun Qingwu replied softly, there was no trace of disdain in her eyes, but she was very respectful.

"Pu Jia?" the young man nodded, and did not speak again.

However, the surrounding talents showed a burst of disdain.

Originally, when I saw the young man asking Yun Qingwu, I thought there would be any lofty opinions, but in the end, he just nodded, and did not express any opinions?

However, after despising the youth, the talents are boiling again, and Yun Qingwu uses "Pu Jia" as the word, doesn't this just indicate the melancholy and depression that he pursues but does not love?

Such a strange woman, but she can't find her love, it's really pitiful.

"This time, I'll choose Yun Qing Dance!" A talented man sitting in the front row took the lead and walked out to the flower basket with Yun Qing Wu written on it, ready to insert the flowers in his hand into it.

Unfortunately, he was still a step slower, because there was a genius who ran faster.

As soon as the smoke slipped in front of the flower basket, the flowers in his hand were more priority than the genius, and as soon as the flowers entered the basket, the genius's face was red, and he was almost crazy: "Hahaha...... Ben Gongzi is the first!"

When the other talents saw it, they all panicked, stood up from their chairs one after another, frantically rushed to the high platform, and rushed to put the flowers in their hands into the flower basket one by one, for fear of being a little slower.

As a result, the Oiran of the Hundred Flowers Society was born without suspense......

"Do you have any quality? No one has performed yet......? Eggs!" The young man sitting in the front row snorted disdainfully as he played with the flowers in his hand.