"That's it! Don't cry! I'll take you upstairs to eat your favorite roast chicken! ”

Cheng Ruoqing's hand wiping away tears suddenly stopped, "Really?!" ”

I saw that her eyes were shining when she looked at Chengnan Yan, and when she heard the word roast chicken, she was in a reverie, and Halazi was about to fall.

Chengnan Yan suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, his fists clenched tightly, in Cheng Ruoqing's excited gaze, in his own smiling gaze, he flicked her forehead, and a miserable scream suddenly came from the lively hall, everyone's movements were stagnant, and their eyes swept towards Chengnan Yan and the others.

Chengnan Yan hurriedly lowered his head, and waited for everyone to move their strange gaze back before raising his head again.

glared at Cheng Ruoqing fiercely, Chengnan Yan turned around and did a good job in his position again, blaming this strange stinky girl, the three people on the stage have finished writing poems.

Several masters in the audience discussed for a long time, and the people on the stage were nervously waiting for answers, but they heard a lazy voice from the audience.

"Wait, my son hasn't come to power yet."

Everyone's eyes fell on Nan Moyi in surprise, frowning or curious. The host on the stage frowned and stared at Nan Moyi who suddenly stood up, seeing that he was sitting so far forward, he didn't dare to slack off, so he immediately hugged Nan Moyi, "Childe also wants to participate in this Hundred Flowers Meeting?" ”

"That's right."

Nan Moyi shook the folding fan in his hand, and his handsome cheeks attracted the attention of a large number of girls.

Chengnan Yan touched his chin and nodded with satisfaction, he really played.

"But...... It seems a little late......"

The host was a little embarrassed, after all, if Nan Moyi participated in the competition at the end, it would be unfair to the contestants in front of him.

"Ah, I understand. No problem, you can choose any one of them to compete against you. If you win, you will make another poem and compare it with the three people on this stage, what do you think? ”

"This ......"

The host was still a little embarrassed for a moment, and the handsome young man in front of him was not unreasonable, maybe he could consider it.

Seeing that the host was still hesitant, Nan Moyi walked down from his position and slowly stepped onto the high platform.

The smooth face is full of angular coldness, the thick eyebrows are slightly raised, and under the long and curly eyelashes are a pair of amber deep eyes, which look arrogant and unrestrained. The bridge of the nose is whitewashed to appear taller, and the facial features are three-dimensional like knife carvings. An uninhibited smile was fixed at the corner of her mouth, and the women everywhere she looked were a little breathless.

What a handsome and dashing boy!

Nan Moyi's height has not changed since he came to this world, and his height of 1.73 meters is not short compared to men.

Nan Moyi's gaze swept over the five masters in the audience, and as soon as the folding fan in his hand was closed, he saluted them, "I don't know which master can teach?" ”

"Hiss......"

The audience couldn't help but hear the sound of pumping one after another, and the remaining three contestants on the stage all looked at each other.

You must know that these masters are full of scriptures, and even more have written several books, which are not comparable to ordinary students, otherwise they would not have been invited to be adjudicators.

However, this man who suddenly appeared dared to shout with his master, it was so unbelievable!

The five masters in the audience obviously also expected this young man to be so arrogant, and looked Nan Moyi up and down with their beards. And Nan Moyi was not restrained, his hands were covered behind his back, and there was not the slightest fear on his cheeks.

[Look at my terrible smile, don't you still collect it.] 】