While Tang Xiaoxiang was still praying, Ding Wei, Jin Xing's apprentice who had not spoken out in the second round, quietly came to Tang Xiaoxiang's front.

"The kid let you get lucky in the last game, and you don't want to win this game!"

When Ding Wei spoke, his eyes did not look at Tang Xiaoxiang, but looked straight ahead.

"Are you talking to me?"

Tang Xiaoxiang followed Ding Wei's eyes and looked ahead of him.

It's strange, there is a middle-aged uncle in front of him who thanked him, what is there to see!

"That's right, I'm just talking to you!" Ding Wei said coolly.

"Oh, I thought you were talking to the Uncle Xie Ding in front of you!"

"You ......" Ding Wei was annoyed by Tang Xiaoxiang's sluggish reaction.

"Don't you, you, me, me, mine! Seeing that it's about to be you, let's hurry up and prepare!"

As soon as Tang Xiaoxiang finished speaking, the brother sitting in front of Ding Wei had already picked up the wine glass and drank it all, and then chanted an ancient poem with the word wine of his choice.

After he was done, he went to Ding Wei.

"Humph!"

Ding Wei first snorted coldly at Tang Xiaoxiang, then picked up the wine glass, first tasted the taste of this glass of wine very carefully, and then drank it all:

"Persuade you to drink a glass of wine, and there will be no one to say goodbye to each other from now on." ”

Ding Wei also read one of his original poems!

"Good poetry!"

"Well written, especially the latter sentence that has no reason to say goodbye to each other since then, the cruelty of parting is exhausted, and even the old man is not an old man after parting!"

"I really didn't expect this young man to be so powerful, just now I thought he passed the first round by cheating, and now it seems that he still has real talent and learning!"

Ding Wei's poem won unanimous applause from everyone.

"Thank you for your love!"

Ding Wei finished speaking to everyone, and then whispered to Tang Xiaoxiang beside him: "It's your turn! I hope you can hold on to a few more rounds of flying flower orders! And I forgot to tell you, my biggest strength is that I have an excellent memory, and I have countless poetry reserves in my brain, so you can ask for more blessings!"

After saying that, he sneered, and then sat down.

Tang Xiaoxiang stood up with a pale face at this time, and did not move for a long time after holding the wine glass.

"What's wrong with this kid? I'm nervous and I still can't write ancient poems with wine characters? Why haven't I moved for a long time?"

"Isn't this Jiang Lao's apprentice? I heard that he wrote the previous poem of ten years of life and death, so he shouldn't even be able to make such a simple poem containing the word wine now, right?"

"Dizzy! It seems that he is also in vain!"

"Hey, can't you still memorize the ancient poems of your predecessors?

"That's it, hurry up!"

Jiang Lao and the others, who were sitting behind the horizontal table, also felt a little strange.

"What's the matter with this kid Xiaoxiang? Why don't you write poetry?" This topic is not difficult!" Jiang Lao muttered with a puzzled face.

"It can't be that you're too nervous, right?" Jia Lao guessed.

"I don't think so, why do I think he's a little entangled now?" Rong Lao also expressed his opinion.

"Hmph, don't put gold on his face, a yellow-mouthed boy, do you really think of him as a genius?" Jin Xing said coldly beside him.

"Hmph! Xiao Xiang hasn't said that he can't do it yet, your conclusion is too early!"

Jiang Lao said directly after hearing Jin Xing's words.

When everyone thought that Tang Xiaoxiang was worried about poetry, no one thought that the real reason why he didn't move for a long time was not in the poetry at all, but on the glass of red wine in front of him.

He was still hesitating whether to break the vows or not, and began to drink, thinking about it for a long time, and after weighing the pros and cons over and over again, he gritted his teeth:

"Damn! Drink! For those 1,000 slots! For the sake of the bright moon!

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, and then he looked like a warrior about to die heroically.

With a sense of wind and cold, the strong man began to drink the red wine in the cup.

Hey?

As soon as the wine was in his mouth, Tang Xiaoxiang found that this thing was not as unpleasant as he thought, although it was a little astringent, but the taste was still good, and he had already drunk several sips, except for a slight feeling of being a little confused, he didn't have any bad feelings!

I've drunk so much that I haven't become Ultraman or a little monster! The little brother is still in his crotch!

Ya, could it be that Sister Xiao deliberately deceived herself in order not to let herself get drunk, what will she transform after drinking, probably she is here to scare herself!

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoxiang was not as resistant to wine as he was just now, after he drank all the wine in the cup, he put the wine glass on the table, and after glancing at the people around him, he opened his mouth and said, "Where is the wine tonight?" ”

After Tang Xiaoxiang finished groaning, he also hugged his fists around and was about to sit down.

"Wait!" Ding Wei stopped Tang Xiaoxiang, who was just about to sit down.

"Little brother, you should have written your original words, right?"

"That's right!" Tang Xiaoxiang nodded in response, he was now starting to feel the blues under his feet, as if his head was buzzing and then turning.

After all, it is difficult for us to tell if this sentence has no preface or afterword, or if you made it up?"

Ding Wei's words were a bit heart-wrenching, because before Tang Xiaoxiang, all the people only chanted a few of them when reciting the ancient poems of their predecessors or creating ancient poems, and Ding Wei did not question it at that time, but when Tang Xiaoxiang questioned it, the intention of this was already unconcealed.

"Do they have any grievances? Why do I think this Ding Wei is targeting that Tang Xiaoxiang?"

"I think so too! He didn't use the whole poem to compose his own poems, so why should he ask Tang Xiaoxiang to read the whole poem?"

"Tang Xiaoxiang may just be creating on the spot, and it is not easy to make a good sentence, and it is a bit too much to ask people to read the whole poem!"

Everyone thinks that what Ding Wei is doing now is ungentlemanly.

"Our rules don't require you to recite all the ancient poems, so whether you recite all the ancient poems or not depends on your personal will! Tang Xiaoxiang, you can refuse the request made by this Ding Wei just now!" Jiang Lao at the horizontal table was inconvenient to speak for Tang Xiaoxiang, but Jia Lao did not have this concern, he spoke for Jiang Lao.

"It's okay! Jia Lao! Doesn't he want to listen to the whole poem? I can read it to them! In terms of ancient poetry! I am not afraid of any form of provocation!" When Tang Xiaoxiang said this, he was already obviously drunk, and at this time, he had changed a lot from the usual submissive him.

It seems that the effects of alcohol have already begun to react in him.....