Chapter 92 is the theme of the four seasons

Qin Jin didn't think about anything, he just compared himself with Zhou Ning in his heart, he never felt that he was worse than Zhou Ning, except that the words were not as good as his writing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In terms of family background, the difference between the two families is still not small, and the Qin family is much more powerful than the Zhou family. Qin Jin's father was a second-grade member of the dynasty who was receiving the emperor's favor, and Zhou Ning's father was only a fourth-grade imperial doctor, and he had returned to his hometown for more than three years.

In terms of true talent and practical learning, the difference between the two people is not big in Qin Jin's heart, and both of them are Jinshi who entered the Spring Examination by virtue of their strength.

Zhou Ning ranked first on the high school emperor list, and Qin Jin was the ninth, but Zhou Ning missed the palace exam, and Qin Jin took some tricks to win the champion.

Thinking of Zhou Ning's missed the palace test, the corners of Qin Jin's mouth were slightly hooked, and his heart suddenly felt much more comfortable. What if Zhou Ning has the ability again?

He still lost the champion and almost lost his life, and the person who walked around the streets to praise officials for three days was still Qin Jin. Zhou Ning is not omnipotent, he will also be fooled, and he will fall into the trap.

Hearing Zhou Ning's reminder, Qin Jin hurriedly responded, "Of course, continue to continue." ”

The drums sounded, and the flower balls were once again passed in the hands of everyone. The drums were pounding non-stop, and the flower balls were still passing around.

Everyone's hands were busy, their eyes were staring, and their mouths were shouting from time to time. In the warm atmosphere, the flower ball spread quickly, and the drum stopped abruptly, and the flower ball happened to be in the hands of Zhou Ning and Qin Jin.

One passed down, the other took half of it, Zhou Ning had already stuffed the flower ball into Qin Jin's hand, Zhou Ning's hand was on top, and Qin Jin's hand was below.

"The flower ball hasn't left my hand yet, and it looks like it's mine again." Zhou Ning grabbed the flower ball and threw it out, and the waiter caught it steadily below.

The girl in the middle saw Zhou Ning take the flower ball over, and hurriedly asked, "Does this count?" ”

The blindfolded girl, unable to see and deaf in her ears, hurriedly responded: "Count." ”

Zhou Ning smiled slightly, these two girls were purely an ornament in the middle. It's already very telling that the drum stopped so coincidentally, one time it's Zhou Ning, and two times it can be Zhou Ning, which is also a bit of a coincidence, right?

Zhou Ning had no intention of shirking it in his heart, he didn't want to talk to Qin Jin about who this flower ball should be, it was just a five-line loop poem, and he couldn't do it.

"I said that there was a time limit, and I won't delay." Zhou Ning cleared his throat as he spoke, but was about to speak but was stopped by Qin Jin.

"Wait!" Qin Jin waved his hand to stop Zhou Ning, and he said: "Brother Xian's flower ball has left his hand, and the flower ball in my hand has not been passed out, so this game should be mine." ”

Qin Jin originally planned to let Zhou Ning do it without stopping, and he always had a time when Jiang Lang was exhausted in the long night. But now looking at Zhou Ning's calm and calm appearance, his jealousy came up again.

He couldn't just watch Zhou Ning do it one after another, and everyone present became Zhou Ning's foil. Who hasn't been a cold table, a hot bench, and a cold window for ten years? He Zhou Ning can make poetry alone?

"Brother Zhou Xian said spring just now, so I'll talk about autumn." Qin Jin was not as fast as Zhou Ning, but he only made a claim after a little groaning.

"The title is that autumn is coming, Mu Luo knows that the cold autumn is coming, and the cold autumn is going to be a. The rise of poetry is obsessed, and the rise of poetry is known. ”

"Good!"

"Wonderful!"

"Every word!"

"Interlocking!"

“……”

Words of praise poured out like a sea of water, Qin Jin couldn't get excited at all when he looked at everyone's excited looks, and he couldn't get excited at all when he saw everyone's excited looks.

Speaking from the heart, his song 'Autumn Time is Coming' is not better than Zhou Ning's 'Spring Breeze Proud'. It's just that no one dares to praise Zhou Ning, and the praise for him is too deliberate.

Qin Jin suddenly felt that the taste was the same as chewing wax, and there was a tasteless smell behind the hustle and bustle. What round of cloth? What kind of scheming?

If he had come over and had a dignified banquet, the excitement at the moment would not have been so fake. At this moment, he should be happy and enjoy everyone's praise, instead of being in a fire of enthusiasm and feeling the coldness of the bone.

He slowly turned his head to look at Zhou Ning, he really missed the time when he was friends with Zhou Ning, although it was only a short period of more than two months, the two of them were very speculative, and they really talked about everything.

He wanted to call 'Brother Ning Xian' again with sincerity and sincerity, but he knew that if he called 'Brother Ning Xian' a hundred more words, he wouldn't be able to get Zhou Ning's 'Brother Qin'.

Some mistakes can be made, some mistakes cannot be made, and not all mistakes can be forgiven. What's more, there is no turning back arrow when he opens the bow, and Qin Jin has no way back at all.

Qin Jin knew that he was destined to have no friends with Zhou Ning in this life, and they were destined to be natural enemies.

"Hahaha" Qin Jin stood up with a wine glass: "When this round of the full moon, everyone must have fun." ”

Qin Jin drank it all, and everyone also drank it all, Zhou Ning eased his mind and did not hesitate, and drank a glass of wine in one go.

Qin Jin didn't want to play with these formalistic things anymore, so he withdrew the drumming and passing the flowers, and sat down again.

"Lord Qin's song 'Autumn is coming' is really wonderful." Zhou Ning's face was light and peaceful, without a trace of flattery.

The praise with a cold face is very easy to be misunderstood as ridicule, Zhou Ning doesn't care if Qin Jin misunderstands or not, Qin Jin just smiled faintly, and he can't see if he misunderstood.

"Lord Qin's title is good, this five-line loop poem is really addictive, why don't we continue to do it, how about making up a complete four seasons?"

Zhou Ning is still addicted, don't you like to be embarrassed by problems? I take the initiative to take your problem, take the initiative to increase the difficulty of the problem, take the initiative to continue your problem, you should be satisfied, right?

Zhou Ning knew that Qin Jin had a competitive heart in his bones, and he couldn't stand being suppressed by others. Zhou Ning just wanted to suppress him once.

Don't you just want to make me embarrassed? I want to fight for this breath, as long as I can hold on to the end, you will be the one who will be slapped in the face.

Qin Jin never expected Zhou Ning to be so unforgiving, and he began to challenge after just a glass of wine. Can Qin Jin resist the war? This is absolutely impossible.

"Well, that's exactly what I wanted. I've said it in spring and autumn, so I'll talk about another summer. Although Qin Jin is not as quick and intelligent as Zhou Ning, it is not too bad, just think about it for a while.

"It's up to Lord Qin, since Lord Qin chose Summer, then I will choose Winter." Zhou Ning chose the topic without thinking, don't say that if you choose one, even if it is a complete set of four seasons, it will not be difficult for him.

Qin Jin is very happy, but he is not happy. Let Zhou Ning do it all, he is afraid that Zhou Ning will be in the limelight. I snatched it myself, and then I was dumbfounded.