Jiang Yurou saw that the matter had come to this point, and she didn't get any benefits, Jiang Yurao became the object of comfort because she was bullied, so she rolled her eyes and said loudly: "Everyone doesn't know, my sister doesn't go out every day, and she has grown a lot of knowledge, and when she comes to the Lan family today, she must make good poems for everyone." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Good poetry?" Don't talk about Yurao, even everyone was stunned when they heard it, Jiang Yurao and Yurou are not the same people, what level is she, everyone knows, it's not that Douda doesn't know a basket of words, it's just that poetry and writing are very incomprehensible, and this kind of limelight is not possible?

After Yurou finished speaking, everyone whispered to Yurao.

"Sister, what do you say? When will I be able to compose poetry, and isn't this poetry and poetry usually your forte? Yurao looked at the surprised eyes of others, and then looked at the triumphant Jiang Yurou, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Sister don't worry, my sister won't hurt you, poetry and singing are naturally my sister's strengths, but my sister also wants to make my sister famous, if you can make a splash today, this is a good opportunity for you to become famous." Saying that, Yurou said that she would write poems and lyrics for everyone with Yurao to express today's joy. The words have been spoken, the water is difficult to collect, Yurao is like sitting on pins and needles, and it should not be at this moment.

Lan Xin stood aside and watched the excitement, and the maid next to her saw this scene and whispered: "Miss, this is really a good show, this Yurao is against you, and there are times when she is embarrassed." ”

Lan Xin sneered: "It's a good show, but I haven't known who this flower is!" Lan Xin has dealt with Yurao, and she always feels that she is not as unbearable as the rumors, especially since even that person has to come forward to help her, she wants to see what tricks she can perform.

She had heard of this Yurao's stupidity, but the last incident made her feel that this Jiang Yurao was particularly wrong, although they met this time was only the third time, but she intuitively felt that Yurao was not as stupid as she appeared, and even extremely smart, which made her a little uneasy.

Originally, Yurao shirked it, but the more this was the case, the tighter Jiang Yurou tugged, not giving her a chance to retreat. And he is also eager to try, and he has a posture of the children of the Jiang family competing for heights.

Yurao finally couldn't resist everyone's request, so she could only bite the bullet.

Jiang Yurou saw Yurao's tangled expression, her whole body was smooth, she would naturally be prepared before going out, she had practiced the poems and pictures thousands of times, she would definitely not lose to others, not to mention this Jiang Yurao?

"I don't think you're so stupid as you appear, you might as well show me your real talents." When Yurao was hesitating, Lan Xin walked up to her at the right time and whispered to her.

Sure enough, before Lan Xin's words fell, Yurao looked at her in surprise.

Lan Xin saw that Yurao was so surprised, so she fiddled with her sleeves and said, "Don't be surprised, the person who can arouse his idea, I won't feel so stupid." So, take out your real skills and let me see how many pounds and taels you have? ”

Sure enough, because of that person, although Yurao doesn't know what the identity of that person is, the culprit who can make Lan Xin so obsessed with herself and haunted by herself is definitely not an ordinary person.

So she ignored Jiang Yurou's provocative eyes, picked up the pen and drew on the paper. A few strokes of plum blossoms jumped on the paper, and some ink, rendering it like an open plum, the subtle thing is, because on the rice paper, the ink slowly opened, even like the plum blossoms that bloomed slowly, everyone who saw it felt exquisite.

Look at the delicate hairpin flower Xiaokai. "The comb is dense and the cold wind blows, and the snow is flying all over the sky. The eyes are full of red plums standing proudly in the snow, and the iron bones are not afraid of the cold. ”

Seeing this poem, everyone felt very wonderful, the cold wind felt on the body at the moment, the snowflakes flying in the sky, and the praise of the red plum, and the love for her character were all expressed, especially the sentence "Iron bones are not afraid of the cold", and I faintly felt that it was not the handwriting of a woman who had lived in the boudoir for a long time.

In this way, Yurao does have some talent, and this poem was quickly put away by Lan Xin. Of course, it's not so much about loving it as it is about gnashing your teeth.

And at this moment, Yurou's painting also came out, of course, it was also a plum blossom painting, but the flowers were carefully depicted with color, so that there was less novelty and more daughter's soft intestines, followed by the poem: "A few plums in the corner of the garden, Ling Han bloomed alone." I know that it is not snow, only dark incense! ”

Originally, this poem and this painting were all excellent, but compared with Yurao, the time took a long time, and the sentences were imitated by the ancients, without the novelty of Yurao.

There are some other poems, all of which are made in response to the occasion, whether good or bad, they are not as good as Yurao's, and attract attention, but I didn't expect Yurao to win the first battle, and everyone unabashedly chose Yurao's as the leader, Jiang Yurou naturally lost.

Yurou didn't expect that she would lose, or lose to a good-for-nothing fool, and most importantly, people didn't want to compare, or she desperately forced her to compete with herself. Thinking of this, Jiang Yurou naturally hated it to death. It's just that she doesn't like to lose by nature, and if she stops here, how can he be willing.

looked at everyone flattering Yurao, once upon a time it was all against themselves, but now they lost to others, I only felt that those flattering faces were so disgusted, I couldn't help but take a sip.

"Phew, anything good deserves such flattery, it's all a bun of dirt buns." Jiang Yurou's disdain, in the eyes of some people, is nothing more than jealousy. Jiang Yurou saw that they were lively, her brain turned, and she thought about it, so she whispered to Cuixiang for a while, Cuixiang listened, and was ordered to go out with a bad smile on her face, Jiang Yurou looked at Yurao surrounded by other people, flattered, held the handkerchief in both hands, and looked at Yurao with a wicked smile, hum, you will look good in a while.

When Cuixiang returned to Jiang Yurou with a smile that had been done, Jiang Yurou knew that everything was ready. So he rolled his eyes and shouted: "This plum blossom has been appreciated for a long time, and the hand stove is cold." When Yurou said this, she thought she had been standing outside for a long time.

Originally, in order to enjoy the plum blossoms, it was enclosed with a curtain in the garden, although it is not so cold, but it is still not comparable to the house with a charcoal pot.

It's just that everyone is wearing fur coats, and they don't think it's funny and laughing, but Jiang Yurou opened her mouth, and the Lan sisters didn't want to displease the guests, so they took everyone back to the banquet hall.