The moment he saw Ning Hao's movements, Chang Yulei's body stiffened, and Zhao Ke and Chen Gu couldn't help but sigh, even if they really liked each other, how could they be so blatant?

Just now, Ning Hao only felt that Hua Jin seemed to be suddenly far away from him, even if Hua Jin always said that he was an ordinary person, but he didn't know why, he always felt that maybe this person would suddenly disappear from his life, he even knew that even if it disappeared, Hua Jin didn't care, just like when she was injured, she could also say goodbye to each of them with a smile, he didn't know why Hua Jin could be so pessimistic about life and death, and downplay the intimate relationship with everyone, he just wanted to work hard, and use all his strength to catch this person, his only lover。 Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Eh, it's so tight!" Hua Jin felt a little unable to breathe, "Little brother, although I am still very happy that you treat me like this, have you forgotten that we are fighting in poetry?"

Ning Hao listened to the girl's muffled voice, and tried to tell herself to calm down before letting go of the person.

Hua Jin felt this person's uneasiness, smiled and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, and was impatient to continue playing like this, Hua Jin opened the folding fan and looked at Qi Yuanruo, "This is too slow, I won't wait for Brother Qi in the future!"

Saying that, looking at Zhao Ke and Chen Gu, "Trouble the two brothers!"

Zhao Ke and Chen Gu smiled and nodded, "Yin Xiu, even though she said, we still did this thing!"

Hua Jin smiled at the two, "Then continue, climb high yesterday, and even more so today." Chrysanthemums are too bitter and suffer from these two double yangs. "Light muscles and weak bones are scattered and secluded, it is really a green skirt with two buns. There is a good name with chrysanthemum, and there is no flower after the frost. ”……

Under everyone's stunned gaze, Hua Jin seemed to be playing at random, and said five more poems, and then looked at Qi Yuanruo, "Brother Qi, do you still have it?"

"......" Qi Yuanruo was already racking his brains to compose poems by himself, how could he have thought that Huajin still had it, every poem was so good.

"If Brother Qi also makes five songs, there are five more songs here!" After speaking, Hua Jin opened his mouth and continued, "Qiu Ju has a good color, and she is full of dew. ”

Hua Jin can be said to have no politeness, he doesn't give people the power to fight back at all, he simply and rudely declares that he still has the strength to spare, and he doesn't have any power to fight back against the oppression, Qi Yuanruo's slightly dark face is already covered with sweat, ticking down, flowing down his neck into his clothes.

Qi Yuanruo looked at Hua Jin fiercely, how could this person be, how could it be, how could he humiliate himself so much?

A few people with Qi Yuanruo saw Hua Jin's light poetry, and when they saw Qi Yuanruo's sweaty face, they didn't know what to say, this Qi Yuanruo was Mr. Qi's nephew, and he was smart since he was a child, so he was naturally valued, and their brothers never dared to provoke him, plus he was really good at learning, but he didn't expect to be severely suppressed by Hua Jin so faceless this time.

"Does anyone time it?" Hua Jin doesn't care about how this person sees himself, everyone is responsible for his own actions, this person is in Jiangnan and makes a lot of nonsense, causing public anger, everyone is looking forward to him not having a good end, planting the cause, naturally having to bear the consequences, she is not such an aggressive person, she is now the county lord, make good money, what's wrong with having a good birthday, Bisheng deliberately involved her, since she provoked her, she can't get over well, I'm really sorry, she is such a little woman, she will be repaid!

"The incense has already been burned!" Qi Yuanruo had just composed a poem, but Hua Jin threw five poems at once.

Now Qi Yuanruo must compose a poem in a stick of incense, but this is not the end, because according to the poems thrown out by Hua Jin now, after Qi Yuanruo finishes this poem, he will continue to compose poems in a stick of incense, looking at Hua Jin's relaxed appearance now, it seems that as long as Qi Yuanruo can do it, she will always have the same on her side.

"My God, once today passes, I'm afraid no one will make better chrysanthemum poems in many years!" Seeing Hua Jin compose poems like this at one time, people are already going crazy.

"After today, who else dares to write chrysanthemum poems in front of Hua Yinxiu? This chrysanthemum has really made Hua Yinxiu write it all!" Seeing that there are already sixteen poems, there is still plenty of energy left.

"Hua Yinxiu, Hua Yinxiu!" many big girls and young ladies were cheering outside, calling Hua Jin's name.

"The genius of Suzhou has finally given us a breath of air!" "Some people are all very excited when they look at Huajin's strength, although the previous battles are all draws, but they have never been like this moment, the complete strength of the crushing.

"Brother Qi, please!" No matter how Qi Yuanruo looked at him, Hua Jin had an indifferent expression, looking at Qi Yuanruo, just like before the first competition, he was angry.

Qi Yuanruo couldn't catch his breath, choked in his throat, and a group of people went over to knock on his back, and finally made people feel comfortable, "This game, count me as losing!"

Qi Yuanruo came to Suzhou, but he did not taste defeat in the poetry competition, and this time it was also the first time he lost.

After Hua Jin heard it, he didn't look happy, but just smiled and said, "Accept, accept!" The modest attitude is still obvious.

Xu Shen looked at Hua Jin like this, and shook his head with a smile, "Xiaoliu is still so annoying!"

Ning Hao was on the side, watching Hua Jin return to his original appearance, but it was hard to forget the palpitations just now, perhaps, the moment he fell in love with Hua Jin, he was destined to worry about this person suddenly disappearing or leaving in his life, Hua Jin was his robbery, but also his fate, he had never been so sure for a moment!

"Poetry competition, Suzhou Huayin Xiusheng!" Chang Yulei announced.

Let people help Qi Yuanruo to go down, and the man with the cyan straight touch stepped forward indifferently, "I have long heard that Suzhou Huayinxiu poetry and literature are unique, and today's poetry competition has been seen below!"

"Brother Liu praised it falsely!" Hua Jin was very modest, "It's not too early, I don't know how to compare this calligraphy?"

Hua Jin is also impatient, she has been basking in this sun, although she can't tan, but it's not too refreshing, she can finish early to do what she likes!

"Calligraphy together, what you want is wrist strength, today we might as well complete this Qi Gong word, and then win with wrist strength?" "Calligraphy is not good to compare, you write regular script, I write line book, who writes better can not say, the two of them are good at different fonts, if you want to compare, this is a different way."

This method of competition is not new, it was like this every time before, Hua Jin naturally nodded and agreed after hearing it, "So very good!

Qi Yuanruo had just taken a breath, and Hua Jin's words made him almost recite it again, "Hua Yinxiu, you deceive people too much!"