Who gave you the courage to make me a fox without a face, a chest, an ass, or a brain......

Vomiting down 3,000 feet!!!

The tip of her nose was full of the sweet and greasy fragrance of the woman's rouge gouache, Nan Moyi held her breath, desperately suppressed the sentence "grass mud horse" that was about to come to her mouth, but maintained the appearance of "smiling", and did not return to Nan Ruque's words.

At the same time, he moved his gaze to Nan Qiqiu, who was sitting on the other side of him, and asked gently, "Why do you have such a bad face?" ”

"I ......" Nan Qiqiu looked at Nan Moyi's eyes like a clear spring, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up, and he raised his chin towards the stage, "It's okay, it's going to be." ”

Seeing that Nan Moyi seemed to be quite concerned about Nan Qiuqiu, Nan Ruque frowned, snorted coldly, and leaned back.

Seeing this, Nan Moyi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, moved his body to find a comfortable sitting position, and focused his attention on the stage.

These two women really cooperated with themselves, and as soon as they came in, they let themselves sit in the middle of them.

Apparently trying to smoke her to death.

The first pair on the stage is a man and a woman, and the theme of the poem is arbitrarily selected from many signs, and the theme is written arbitrarily by the talented women in the audience. As for whether there is a backstage or not, it's hard to say.

The title of the first poem is quite innovative, and it is based on the 'ink' in pen and ink.

The competition is timed by an hourglass, and when the sand in the hourglass is empty, the poem begins. The man sent by the Xiangyu Group didn't seem to be able to compose a poem after listening to the title, until the sand fell into the air, and it was still a little difficult to speak.

The other group of women who appeared on the stage were quite calm, waiting for the man for a long time, and finally opened their red lips, and their delicate voices floated off the stage, "The ink droplets are silent and shocked into the water." Like smoke, it is like a phantom. It seems that the figure of the king is light and veiled, and it is finally hazy and unclear. ”

"This poem is well done."

As soon as Nan Qiqiu heard this, he hurriedly talked to Nan Moyi beside him, lest he be snatched by Nan Ruque on the other side.

In fact, Nan Ruque was really about to talk to Nan Moyi, and when she happened to see Nan Qiqiu looking at her contemptuous eyes, she couldn't help gritting her teeth and smiling gloomily, turning her head and giving her a white look.

"Well, that man could have done better, he was just overly nervous."

"Oh? How so? ”

Nan Moyi grinned, the folding fan in his hand snapped shut, and he approached Nan Qiuqiu a little, and the folding fan in his hand pointed imperceptibly at the defeated young man on the stage,

"Look at his attire, the dark brown robe looks good, but if you look closely, you can see a small patch on his right leg. A rich kid doesn't need to wear clothes with patches, so this dress is the best he can get, so he must not be a rich man but a poor talent. ”

Hearing this, Nan Qiqiu followed Nan Moyi's line of sight, squinted his eyes, took a closer look, and really saw that there was a patch on Xiucai's right foot, a place that was extremely difficult to detect.

Nan Moyi saw Nan Qiqiu nodded, and continued, "His fingers trembled slightly, which means that he is extremely nervous at this time, but you can hardly see anything on his face before, which means that he still knows how to suppress his nervousness, and his mentality is good, but he has never seen the world and cannot deal with the overall situation." I've read a book of unpopular poems written by him, and the insights in it are quite unique. Although the poetic style of 'ink' is rare, it should not be a problem with his novel mind. ”

Nan Moyi spoke extremely fast, listening to Nan Jiqiu's stunned moment, she blinked her eyes very quickly, trying to keep up with Nan Moyi's speed of speaking.

[Is it that Shengzi's writing is too boring, so you don't want to read it...... Is anyone still watching......]