Brother Zhang naturally knew that Wang Cailiang could go, and this venue could not be dispersed, not to mention that Miss Lu Yu was still standing here.

Lu Yu watched Wang Cailiang leave, and didn't say anything, Quan Dang was a spectator and left, and then said: "Everyone, if you think this poem is not as good as the one just now, I will personally invite Wang Gongzi to come back! This little friend sits down first, Uncle Zhang, you come to enjoy this poem." ”

Brother Zhang was obviously a little hesitant, and hummed in his mouth, "This, it's not good, I said it just now......"

Lu Yu also understands that Brother Zhang doesn't do this, but he can't do it. Jiu Wentian's poem is much higher than Brother Zhang's, and the people here are also insiders who understand poetry. If Brother Zhang wants to interpret this poem, it will be self-inflicted, not only will he lose his reputation, but he will also ruin the poem.

"You must also know that this poem can be said to be a swan song for the ages, and I have never been such a genius. Lu Yu said: "I know that everyone here can't interpret this poem, but the bell must be tied to the bell, although I can't believe it, but we still have to let the child interpret it for us." ”

Jiu Wentian knew that he was talking about himself, and at this time, Lu Yu also walked over to him. When Lu Yu walked in front of him, Jiu Wentian felt that this girl was so tall, as if she was looking at a big sister, Lu Yu stretched out his hand to hold Jiu Wentian, and then returned to the booth.

If Jiu Wentian is a middle-aged person, then naturally there will be no such blessing, but now Jiu Wentian is a child, and it was only then that Jiu Wentian realized that sometimes it is good to be a child. However, Jiu Wentian also quickly changed his concept, and said that he was such a big person, and he actually committed a spring heart, which really shouldn't be. As the saying goes, flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young anymore, and if that person has a young man, he must be very happy.

After Lu Yu squatted down and heard the balance for a long time, he whispered like a gentle big sister: "Little brother, is this a poem you wrote?"

"Ah...... Be. Jiu Wentian was pulled back to the stage by Lu Yu's voice.

Brother Zhang said disdainfully on the side: "This word was written by a child, and it is considered to be in the past, but I am afraid that you did not secretly write down this poem, right?"

Lu Yu glanced at Brother Zhang, and then said, "Would such a young child have that kind of thought?" Then Lu Yu looked at Jiu Wentian and said with a smile: "Sister, thank you for giving me this poem, can you interpret it for your sister?"

Jiu Wentian nodded, then took the piece of paper, and silently said in his heart, Brother Li, don't scold me, and began to say: "I call this poem "Night Rain Sending North", which is based on other people's stories. In the poem, the male protagonist lives in a foreign country, and in a night rain, he misses his wife spontaneously, and imagines the joy of talking about his heart on the day of reunion in the future. When I first heard this story, I was deeply moved, and I wrote a poem to share with you today. ”

"It probably means something like this: You ask me about the date of my return, but I don't know when I will return, and tonight it is raining heavily in Bashan, and the rain is full of autumn ponds. When you and I will gather together and cut the candles in the west window together, then I will tell you about the autumn rain tonight, and my painful feelings. ”

After Jiu Wentian finished speaking, the whole venue fell silent, everyone was infected by the grief in this poem, only those who came here to watch the excitement still put on a disdainful expression, whispering about this little kid like a fool and showing a malicious smile towards Lu Yu.

Lu Yu's eyes also turned red after listening to Jiu Wentian's explanation, and he whispered: "There is still such a dedicated man in this world, what a poignant story......"

Although Brother Zhang was not as sentimental as Lu Yu, he also sighed at the beauty of this poem, and for the sake of face, he did not continue to bury Jiuwentian, but said: "If you don't have any opinions, then the winner of tonight's competition is this little friend!"

Only then did everyone come back to their senses from their sadness, and their voices of retort immediately came to them, all of them thinking that it was too wasteful to give such a beautiful girl to a child. But Lu Yu said: "As a man, can't you afford to lose? If anyone has something to say, then make a poem that is better than "Night Rain Sending North"!"

As expected by Jiu Wentian, as soon as Lu Yu's words came out, the audience was a lot quieter, and in the face of absolute strength, any tricks were useless. Jiu Wentian silently thanked Li Shangyin and Brother Li in his heart, which made him a little closer to his goal.

Lu Yu took off the golden hairpin on his head, let his long hair scatter behind him, and then held up Jiu Wentian's hand, put the hairpin on Jiu Wentian's hand and said: "This is the voucher for you to come to my house tomorrow, tomorrow you come to me, I will personally take you to play for a day, as a thank you gift for sending me a poem." ”

Jiu Wentian nodded and said, "Thank you, sister." ”

"It's so cute. Lu Yu gave Jiu Wentian a touch of the head, and then smiled gently.

Lu Yu got up and nodded to Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang immediately understood, arranged for Miss Lu Yu to return home, and took the time to say to Jiu Wentian: "What are you still doing here, get out quickly!"

Jiu Wentian shrugged his shoulders, walked out of the venue helplessly, and put the hairpin in the white jade by the way, and he was also very happy in his heart. In this way, Jiu Wentian went upstairs in the envious and jealous eyes of everyone, and stayed on the fourth floor for a while by the way, but he didn't see Nian Siqi, so Jiu Wentian went back directly.

When I arrived at the upper floor of the inn, Jiu Wentian looked through the doors and windows, the night rain had almost stopped, the moonlight was gradually revealed, and the residual raindrops were still dripping under the eaves, counting the time of the night with the sun, moon and stars.

Jiu Wentian, who returned to the room, looked at Jiang Qiufang's sleeping face, and there was a sense of tranquility in his heart, and Jiu Wentian, who felt a little tired, learned to find a coarse cloth to spread on the ground, and then took a quilt and lay on the coarse cloth. The room still had the same fragrance that Jiang Qiufang had when he took a bath in the morning, but it was no longer so tangy, and now it smelled like an air purifying spray.

Even Jiu Wentian didn't realize that his eyelids had closed when he thought about tonight's events, and the door of Nian Siqi's room was closed together.

And this night was destined to be an extraordinary night, because after Nian Siqi returned to the room, he just lay on the bed and noticed movement outside the window. Nian Siqi naturally won't sit idly by, even if he is bored for a long time and opens the window, Nian Siqi will be alert to see if it's safe. But this time, Nian Siqi pushed the window open a small crack and looked at it, but his eyes widened instantly.