As soon as Feng Mo Ran's words came out, the stupid woman was happy when she heard it, and felt that she had met a good person, she looked towards Feng Mo Ran, and was stunned for a long time because of her bewildering face, and after coming back to her senses, she quickly trotted all the way to Feng Mo Ran's side

In fact, if she wants to find it, there should be a few vacant seats on the field, but only if someone is willing to help her, or willing to let her go over to sit, if not, even if there is a seat next to her, they will find a way to put something on it, and they don't want her to come

In fact, there is no vacant spot on Feng Mo Dye's side, but if you move it twice, you can barely free up some space, and the woman is not fat, so there is no problem to sit down

It's just that there is one thing that makes Feng Mo Ran feel a little speechless, this group of ancients really loves face, obviously the woman is not badly dressed, just because of her temperament, her behavior is a little vulgar, she is inexplicably rejected, human beings, this kind of creature, it seems that no matter which space it is, there is not much difference, what should I say

Feng Mo Ran's behavior of letting the tiger girl come over to sit without authorization caused Tang Yi's dissatisfaction, but she didn't have a seizure, but frowned lightly and moved to the side, Tang Yi really saw that Feng Mo Dye was right, and he also wanted to pursue her, so even if he was a little unhappy at this time, he still endured it in order to make the beauty happy, but the woman came to sit and separated her from Feng Mo Ran

The problem was eliminated, and the atmosphere on the field soon returned to normal, people should drink and drink, and enjoy the scenery, the little episode that was born just now did not have any impact on them, but now, Feng Mo Ran was a little depressed, and regretted that he shouldn't have intervened just now, although she was very interested in this woman, yes, and she didn't hate her, but the chatter was simply annoying

Later, the woman sitting on the side of Feng Mo Dye was called Yu Qingnuan, who was more noisier than Tang Yi, and she was talking in Feng Mo Dye's ear, her nature was not the same as Tang Yi's three sisters and brothers, even if Feng Mo Dye didn't reply, they could continue to talk to each other, and there would be no embarrassment, but Yu Qingnuan, this woman, even if Feng Mo Dye didn't like to take care of her, she still looked unaware of it, and she kept talking to Feng Mo Dye in the form of self-questions and answers, and Feng Mo Dye couldn't help but give her two slaps

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the person in the upper position to speak, no, it was not the purple-eyed man, but the attendant beside him, who said a bunch of nonsense, the general meaning of the wind and ink dyeing is understood, it is nothing more than to say that such a beautiful scenery can not be less poetry and songs, and said that what kind of poetry competition to be conducted, the winner can get a thousand taels of silver as a reward, and can also get their son-in-law, that is, the mysterious gift prepared by the superior man, I hope that everyone present will actively participate, as for the content of this poem, it is naturally based on the scenery of Mingluo Lake and the water, of course, it can also be irrelevant, just to enliven the atmosphere, how to be lively, which means that as long as everyone has fun, it's fine

Feng Mo Ran raised her eyebrows, ignoring the existence of Yu Qingnuan beside her for the time being, to be honest, she was not very interested in the thousand taels of silver, but she really wanted to see the mysterious gift prepared by the man

As for whether to participate in it, Feng Mo Dye is still a little hesitant, she was a killer in her last life, she almost never went to school, even if she went to school, most of it was just because of the task, although she is the number one killer, her profession dictates, and the information and knowledge in various fields are not comparable to ordinary people, but she really doesn't know much about poetry, and she doesn't need to memorize poems at all for general tasks, right? As for the wind and ink dyeing in her spare time, she doesn't have the leisure and elegance to read poetry and books, she doesn't have such noble sentiments, so at the moment, she really doesn't know whether she should join or not

Maybe the man was going to give her no use for anything

Or else, forget it?

Feng Mo Ran pursed her lips, she felt that she should not join in this fun, because her poetry accumulation level is not much different from that of elementary school students, otherwise, come to a song "Goose Goose Goose"?

The corners of her mouth twitched, Feng Mo Ran gave up, took a sip of wine, and moved her gaze back to the lake, she admired her scenery, and other things had nothing to do with her

"The lake and the autumn moon are in harmony, and the surface of the pond has no wind and mirrors are not polished" At this time, someone has already come up with a poem and recited it, although it is only one sentence, but as soon as this person's voice fell, there were a lot of applause voices, but the wind and ink stained this university scum did not understand these at all, which made her have a deep sense of powerlessness

"Childe, that man in red!" It seemed that someone was calling someone, Feng Mo Ran was immersed in his own world for a while and didn't react, but Yu Qingnuan knew that someone was calling her, so he patted Feng Mo Ran's shoulder and motioned her to sort out that person

Feng Mo Ran turned her head to look, and a woman on the opposite side was calling her, wearing an ink robe, her hair was not long, draped over her shoulders, and she was not good-looking, because her eyes were small, giving people a feeling of being a thief, Feng Mo Ran raised her eyebrows, she didn't squeak, she just glanced at her indifferently, and she was careless

"I don't know if I have the honor to ask Childe to say a word to him?" the woman asked.

"What do you want to be right to?" Feng Mo Ran's eyes narrowed unconsciously, she didn't think that this woman was interesting to herself, but it seemed to have some meaning of stirring up trouble, although she was afraid of trouble, she was never afraid of causing trouble, even if she didn't have much in her head at all

"Well, it has nothing to do with this competition, it's just that you and I are in the same two sentences, why don't we just use 'wine' as the theme, okay?" The woman thought about it, and happened to see the wine in her hand, so she decided on the theme and asked.

Feng Mo Ran felt a little kidney pain, but she didn't show too much on her face, with wine as the theme, this is quite simple, because many ancients have written poems about it, so she should know about wine and can think of it

Tao Yuanming wrote a poem "Drinking"! Yes, there is this one, what is the content, she remembered the title and author, and she will definitely have an impression of the poem

Hmm, wait, what's the content!