Li Xiangbai's position is exactly in a straight line with the corner where Zhang Twelve and they are, and you can see it when you look up.

Seeing that the kid who insulted himself was cruising beside the three stunning beauties at the moment, Li Xiangbai had a toothache, this kid was a scoundrel, why could he get the favor of those three women?

Could it be that this girl from Liangzhou City likes this kind of tone now?

Li Xiangbai looked at Qin Yutong beside him, then at his polite state in a beautiful robe, and finally glanced at Zhang Twelve's ruffian and hooligan appearance, and suddenly felt that Yali Mountain was big.

It's a bit of a shame for him to be that kind of scoundrel......

That Hou Junting had already seen Li Xiangbai's abnormality, and said to him with a smile: "Brother Li, what kind of anger do I have with such a talented and virtuous person when I wait for a scholar?" ”

"That's what I said, but when did I, Li, suffer such an insult?"

"Brother Li, why don't you think about it, that person must be afraid of behaving like this with you, if you deal with such a subordinate, won't it stain our identity, besides, what are you here to do this time, have you forgotten?"

How could Li Xiangbai forget!

The last time he came to Liangzhou, he fell in love with Qin Yutong at first sight, and thought that he would win her heart by deliberately giving the leader to Qin Yutong, but he didn't know that the horse's fart was slapped on the horse's leg, and Qin Yutong didn't eat it, so he was sad and left alone.

After a year, he came again, and learned the lesson of last time, this time he must make a good song to suppress this Qin Yutong.

Don't you just like men who are stronger than you? Then I'll satisfy you!

Look at you now ignoring labor and management, wait for you to take you down, and see how labor and management play with you, hehe......

Who would have thought that Li Xiangbai looked at Qin Yutong so gently, but what he thought in his heart was so vulgar, and the heart of a human-faced beast was really true......

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Li Xiangbai exchanged glances with Hou Junting, and then said, "Brother Hou, I see that other people have already started to write words, why don't we start too?" ”

"Yes, I have this intention in the next!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and they knew it.

It turned out that Hou Junting was specially invited by Li Xiangbai this time to "run the show", and used his name as a genius in Jinling to build momentum first, let him write a good poem to calm others first, and finally he came forward to write a better poem to enter the market.

Thinking like this, Li Xiangbai couldn't wait......

Hou Junting smiled, he didn't know when there was an extra folding fan in his hand, he shook it a few times, looked at the osmanthus tree, rolled his eyes, and said softly:

"Green clouds cut leaves, low protection gold dust.

Occupy the reputation of broken flowers, incense and rhyme, two clean.

Hope is the only way to win.

Jun heard that he was here to say goodbye.

Try to see the fairy clothes are still bringing, Jin Tinglu, and Jade Jieyue. ”

"Good words!"

As soon as Hou Junting finished reading, Li Xiangbai applauded, and was afraid that others would not know, so he shouted around while clapping, hoping that everyone would hurry over.

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This Li Xiangbai still seems to have great potential to be an actor, and his performance is quite realistic, at least Qin Yutong didn't see anything abnormal.

Qin Yutong himself loves poetry, and now when he hears this high-quality Mid-Autumn Festival, he actually forgot about his previous unhappiness, and he brought it up with interest.

This poem is the first sad Mid-Autumn Festival appreciation words, which are lyrical and describe it very appropriately, but looking at Hou Junting's current mood, how can there be unhappiness and sorrow?

So in Qin Yutong's opinion, this word is actually a bit of a disease-free moaning suspicion.

Although Qin Yutong admired this Hou Junting a little, she always felt that he was showing off his literary talents, she smelled the faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, stomped lightly on the lotus step, and slowly read:

"The dull and light yellow body is soft, and the love is far away, only fragrant.

Why should it be light blue and dark red, it is the first class among flowers.

Mei Ding is jealous, and Ju Ying is ashamed.

The opening of the painting crown Mid-Autumn Festival.

People can think ruthlessly, and they don't see anything back then. ”

Qin Yutong's poem has a unique style, that is, it is argumentative into the words, and it is said that although the osmanthus is light and dark, it is gentle and soft, and its own feelings are sparse, and it is far away in the mountains, but the rich fragrance is often floating, whether it is rhyme or artistic conception is much more beautiful than Hou Junting's.

But if you really want to raise the bar, although this Qin Yutong's words are better, they are also words for the sake of words, and the feelings of sorrow expressed in this word are not much better than Hou Junting.

But Qin Yutong is fighting at home after all, as soon as this word came out, the surrounding talents and beauties all applauded, in addition to her words are really good, but also because Hou Junting is a foreigner, if the outsiders in this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will crush their locals, then spread out Isn't it their Liangzhou no one?

Therefore, those talented ladies admired Qin Yutong very much, and they all said respectfully: "Miss Qin is really talented, and she really deserves the title of the first talented woman in Liangzhou!" ”

Qin Yutong just smiled faintly, she was not a person who loved to be in the limelight, standing in the osmanthus forest, she was blown in her white shirt by the breeze, her eyebrows were picturesque, her lips were like a peak, her faint smile and quiet temperament reflected the osmanthus flowers, which were even more beautiful and incomprehensible, and the talents around her were stupid.

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The talented and beautiful people who were still around Zhang Twelve just now had already gone to see Qin Yutong and them composing lyrics, and it was rare to have leisure here.

Because there are two talented men and one talented woman at that table, as soon as the two words came out, they won the praise of everyone, and at this time, Lin Zimo took the words of the two from the little guy and read them out in front of everyone.

After reading it, Lin Zimo smiled faintly and said: "Hou Gongzi is not a genius in Jinling!" I have heard that Jinling is a genius and a genius, and when I saw Hou Gongzi today, he really lived up to his reputation. But—"

As soon as the words changed, Lin Zimo said with a smile: "Miss Qin's name as the first talented woman in Liangzhou is not called in vain, according to the concubine's body, the two poems are different and have their own merits, but if you only choose one song, I personally think that Miss Qin has won, what do you think?" ”

"Miss Qin, Miss Qin!"

The cheers of the crowd have already answered Lin Zimo, after all, the people's hearts are wanted.

Lin Zimo glanced at Hou Junting again, and saw that there was no gloom on his face, so he was relieved.

After all, they are in the service industry, and they still point to these talented and beautiful women to give them money, so they must not be offended.

"Hou Gongzi, what do you think?"

"Miss Qin's words are elegant and gentle, which is indeed much stronger than the next one, and Miss Zimo's comments are even more appropriate, Hou is convinced!"

After speaking, he arched his hand at Qin Yutong and Lin Zimo.

This move has attracted a lot of fans for him, and the crowd has already started to talk about it, and even some little girls who have not yet come out of the cabinet have secretly agreed to give him a monkey......

(Do you want to guess what kind of awesome Mid-Autumn Festival words Zhang Twelve is going to write soon?)

Guessed that I added ten more chapters, there is a manuscript, it is so capricious! Don't say it in this chapter.,Comment alone.,I can't guess if I can give a tip.

Shy, shy, shy... ）