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Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Xiaoxue, why are you asking this? I told you, I forgot about ...... long ago."

Su Qingxue blinked and said, "Presumably, the woman who can make her husband fall in love shouldn't be simple, I'll know later......"

"My princess, why do you keep thinking about that Qing'er, shouldn't you be jealous?" Ye Fanzhuo said with a narrow smile.

Su Qingxue glanced at the man, reached out to pick up the wine jug, and poured a glass of wine for Ye Fan.

"Husband, let's drink and dance, the concubine is not so stingy......"

As he spoke, the women on the stage had begun to conjure up various tricks.

In groups of five, they went in all directions, showing unique dance postures, some charming, some playful, some elegant, and different styles.

Many of these literati and artists at the scene have already looked at them with straight eyes.

Especially some poor literati, they don't have the opportunity to see so many beautiful women on weekdays, and some of them are already blushing when they see it.

There are also many women on this stage who flatter these literati and take the initiative to tease.

Especially the position where Su Huafan sits, there are countless flattering glances.

However, Su Huafan looked calm and relaxed, smiling, and enjoying the dance, as if no one could disturb his state of mind.

This elegant and easy-going made some literati on the scene secretly admire him.

A pair of slightly pitiful and slightly resentful eyes were projected from the dancer and fell on Ye Fan's body.

Ye Fan actually felt it, but he pretended not to pay attention, after all, that Gu Qing was not a fuel-efficient lamp, Ye Fan knew that this woman was pretending at all!

However, although Gu Qing's eyes did not cause Ye Fan's reaction, they made Su Qingxue notice.

"Husband...... That woman is so beautiful, and she's been looking at you all the time, could it be that she is Qing'er?" asked Su Qingxue.

"Yes, I didn't see it, my princess is so beautiful, I can't tolerate other women in my eyes", Ye Fan said seriously.

"The husband will make fun of the concubine...... Su Qingxue was helpless for a while, but began to observe Gu Qing carefully.

Finally, the song was finished and the dance stopped.

More than 50 women who participated in the Oiran Contest took out a beautiful flower name tag on their bodies, walked around the stage for a while, and then walked down with thanks.

Seeing that famous brand, Su Qingxue's eyes suddenly lit up, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, she is Qing'er, husband...... This woman seems to have a crush on you. ”

Ye Fan stiffly smiled: "It's nothing, drink...... Drinking......"

Raising a glass, Ye Fan drank it all.

This wine, he only drank it yesterday, it was a thousand days of drunkenness, it seems that the Linlang Poetry Club is indeed of good grade, and he can use this expensive wine.

"Big brother, drink a little less when you are drunk for a thousand days, and you have to compose poems later, although wine can help fun, you can't be greedy for a cup", Ye Wanqing reminded.

"What kind of poems are you composing?" I said I was just here to join in the fun...... Ye Fan waved his hand.

He had a clear goal tonight, he would leave after the show, and then the Oiran Contest had nothing to do with him, so he passed safely.

Ye Wanqing pouted, looking unhappy, and there was nothing she could do with Ye Fan.

At this time, Mrs. Zhang stood up and raised his voice: "Everyone, today we will gather again at the Linlang Poetry Club, and I would like to give you a ......."

Hundreds of people in the audience got up one after another, and together with King Qi, drank with Mrs. Zhang, "Mrs. Xie ......"

After Zhang Sheng finished toasting, he didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Among you, some of you have come to the poetry meeting several times, and some have come for the first time this year.

But the rules of the poetry club are clearly written on the invitation, and everyone should be familiar with it.

If you are old and courageous, let's first come up with the first theme of tonight's poem, which is ...... It's about that dance song!"

As soon as these words came out, at least half of the people at the scene fell into confusion.

"Dance music? What kind of music is that?"

"Is this a dance music?"

Just as everyone was speculating, a voice said loudly: "The song just now is called 'Thousands of Feelings', which was composed by the composer Zhang Yi more than 1,300 years ago.

It tells the story of a woman, who misses her distant lover, although it is euphemistic and beautiful, but it is actually affectionate and touching......

Presumably, Mrs. Zhang's title should be 'Lovesickness between Men and Women'......"

"Haha...... He is worthy of being the first genius in the imperial city, and what the painting fan says is exactly that", Zhang Sheng nodded with a smile.

The audience suddenly let out a sound of amazement again, expressing their appreciation for Su Huafan's well-informed, although many people also heard it, but Su Huafan dared to be the first to say it, which is a manifestation of self-confidence.

After the title was revealed, a waiter holding a sticker walked up to Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang stretched out his hand, took out a name tag casually, read it out, and said: "Feisha City, Baili Qingtian...... Hehe, it seems that he is a genius of the Baili family, this first question, you will compose the poem first!"

In the second row, a man in a black brocade robe stood up and arched his hand, "Baili Qingtian, I have seen all my teachers and friends...... In the next sacrifice of ugliness, then compose a song with acacia......"

Baili Qingtian groaned slightly, and immediately recited confidently: "The elders are endless, and the sunset is cold. The joy is endless before the noise. The old son of the old man is still on the ...... of the bed."

While he was reading, Ye Danqing and several other recorded inkmen in the audience were quickly writing down, and everyone would write a version, afraid of missing and miswriting.

The poems they recorded were sent directly to a group of respected literati on the side for evaluation and final scoring for each talent.

As soon as the word was pronounced, the scene immediately burst into applause, and many people applauded.

As soon as Baili Qingtian sat down, a talented man in front of him stood up again.

"Xiaosheng is from Dazheng University, his surname is Lu, and his single name is a Xin character ......"

Many people at the scene exclaimed......

"It turned out to be Lu Xin from the Great Recruitment Academy, no wonder he can sit in the first row!"

"I heard that he is the first person to write poetry in the Great Recruitment Academy, but he was born a little poorer, otherwise he can compete with Su Huafan......"

Lu Xin was neither humble nor arrogant, and after a little silence, he also began to recite poetry......

"It's all run by the ugly Mu, and when I see you, I see you. When the final order is drunk, the fisherman's tears are invincible......"

After reading a poem, there were bursts of applause at the scene.

Ye Fan was drinking, and when he heard these cheers, he was a little stunned, as if it sounded very ordinary, where did these people feel good?

After passing a few people in a row, it was passed to Ye Fan's position.

Suddenly, the attention of the audience was extraordinarily focused, and everyone had long been looking forward to Ye Yuma, who had been in the limelight recently, what kind of level he was, and wanted to see it for believe.

Including Zhang Taifu and King Qi, they are also looking forward to it with great interest.

Ye Fan was a little puzzled, "This ...... Why is this still getting to me? Everybody has to do it?"

The scene suddenly erupted in laughter, and some people shook their heads helplessly.

"Ye Yuma, didn't you read the rules of the poetry club on the invitation?" asked Mrs. Zhang with a smile.

Ye Fan shook his head, "No......"

"Big brother...... You really didn't see it!?I thought you were optimistic", Ye Wanqing hurriedly whispered to Ye Fan next to her.

It turned out that in addition to the first person, the Linlang Poetry Club was decided by lottery, and the next order was to give priority to the most famous talents of the year in the first row.

Wait for the first row of wheels to finish, and then move on to the back wheels.

After the genius is taken his turn, he has two choices, either make the poem quickly, or punish himself with three cups!

Generally speaking, those who can sit in the first row can't even write a poem, even if the preparation time is shorter than that of other talents, and they will not be punished for drinking.

"Ye Juma, the rules are like this, please let everyone enjoy your works......" Mrs. Zhang said with a smile.

"Oh...... I see".

Ye Fan nodded, now he understood.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, they planned to properly evaluate Ye Fan's strength......

Suddenly, I saw Ye Fan take the wine glasses of Su Qingxue and Ye Wanqing, and then the three wine glasses were directly full!

"Knock knock...... Knock Knock Knock...... Coo Dong Coo Dong ......"

After three cups of a thousand days of drunkenness, Ye Fan wiped his mouth and sighed with enjoyment, "Ah...... Punish yourself with three cups! I'm done! Next!"

The audience was silent, Su Qingxue and Ye Wanqing didn't know what to say, they knew that Ye Fan didn't want to compose poetry, but they didn't expect to resist to this extent!?

The other talents were even more speechless, Rao is the well-informed Mrs. Zhang, who was also a little stimulated at this time, and couldn't say a word for a long time.