Nan Moyi sat comfortably in the chair, and Changliu behind him was still a little uneasy, pouting and looking at Nan Moyi, his head was about to be lowered to the ground.

"Don't be nervous, isn't this undiscovered?"

"Long ...... There is no tension. ”

"Really?"

"Of course...... Changliu will not be exposed......"

"Are you going to bend my chair, then?" The folding fan in Nan Moyi's hand nodded at Changliu's hand that was tightly gripping his chair, and he smiled very jokingly.

Changliu hurriedly let go of his fingers, looking embarrassed, and Nan Moyi, who looked a little submissive, was in an extremely happy mood.

"Qiang—"

The master on the stage suddenly sounded the gong and drum in his hand, hugged everyone in the audience with a smile on his face, and then straightened up and faced the audience.

Nan Moyi crossed Erlang's leg and touched her chin, she had never participated in these activities of the ancients, and now she has gained insight when she looks at it.

The people on the stage were about forty years old, wearing a dark python robe, with a piece of red jade pendant around their waists, their faces were radiant, and their voices were quite loud.

"Thank you to many talented people and talented women for coming to participate in our Hundred Flowers Festival in Zuixiang Pavilion. As in previous years, we will draw any one of the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting for a competition every year. And this year, we are comparing the 'book' in qinqi, calligraphy and painting. ”

"Books? How can it be compared? ”

Nan Qiqiu smiled slightly, and took Nan Moyi's question, "I heard that it is a poem." ”

Poetry?

Nan Moyi was overjoyed, she thought that this Hundred Flowers Club was to compare what she was best at, but she didn't expect such a restrictive competition.

However, fortunately, what I met today was composing poetry, although she couldn't compose it, but she could memorize it, wouldn't she?

Seeing Nan Moyi's confident appearance, Nan Ruque couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

The host on the stage paused slightly, and then said, "There are two groups of members who participated in the competition today. The first group is the Xiangyu group, and the second group is the Mingxiang group. Each group of six members, each of whom is a household name in our capital. They will take turns composing poems in the competition, leaving one member in each round, and then the remaining six people will compete, and so on, and the final winner will get a flowing cloud bracelet made of Liuyun Mountain Stone, which is quite a spiritual curiosity, the only one in the world. The selection of this competition was held by five of the most famous masters in the capital, and there is no doubt about the fairness. So now, the Hundred Flowers will officially begin! ”

There was a loud bang in his ears, Nan Moyi squinted, gently shook the folding fan in his hand, Nan Jiqiu on the side didn't know how obsessed he was when he looked at Nan Moyi, and Nan Ruque suddenly became interested.

"Isn't Nan Gongzi going to participate in the competition? Why don't you come to power? ”

Hearing Nan Ruque's words, Nan Moyi chuckled and shook his head, looked at the people around him who were pretending to be provocative and teasing him, and said softly, "It only takes one step to become the focus." ”

Hearing this, Nan Ruque was stunned for a moment, and then smiled even more charmingly, she leaned back slightly, leaned beside Nan Moyi, and said with a coquettish smile, "Nan Gongzi is really confident, don't let people down." ”

Nan Jiqiu, who was on the side, saw that his sister was so close to Nan Moyi, his face was flushed in vain, and the pink fist under his long sleeves clenched fiercely, and he looked away and pretended to be in the stands, not looking at the two people around him.

Nan Moyi squinted and smiled, "Like a magpie girl, trust me?" ”

"Of course."

"Don't lift it up."

"It's too late for Childe to be humble at this time." Nan Ruque winked mischievously.

Who are you who gave you the courage to make you have no face, no breasts, no ass, no brains, and give me a foxy ......