At the banquet of talents, the people who came and went were all vassal and elegant scribes, and the topics they talked about were poetry, calligraphy and painting. Although there are delicate pastries on the table, everyone is self-conscious and does not really eat them. On the contrary, it is the spare paper on the table, which is more favored by these talents.

The concubine red on the table, Yan Xinchen had eaten it before, and he liked this pastry very much. If it was in the past, Yan Xinchen would definitely be unmoved, but because he saw that the person next to him had been bowing his head and pretending to sleep, he took advantage of no one's attention to take the concubine red.

After three times and two times, Mo Fei naturally found out and felt interesting in his heart.

Bowing his head and pretending to sleep, after hearing the subtle sound, he raised his head instantly, Yan Xinchen's slender and delicate hand was pinching a piece of concubine red, hanging in the air.

Mo Fei looked at her innocently and confusedly.

Yan Xinchen saw that the other party looked at him, his face was embarrassed, his cheeks were dizzy and flushed, and the concubine in his hand was not red to take or put it.

Mo Fei looked at her, she looked at Mo Fei, and the two suddenly looked at each other and smiled. Mo Fei picked up the plate containing the red concubine in front of him and put it in front of her. Yan Xinchen was apprehensive somehow, but he didn't dare to eat anymore, so he only lowered his head in shame.

After a while, I couldn't help it and ate a piece.

Mo Fei glanced at it lightly, and saw that the corners of Yan Xinchen's mouth were stained with pastry dregs, and the other party seemed to be unaware. Thinking of this, there are many people with mixed eyes, so as to avoid the other party making a fool of themselves, pick up the rice paper next to it.

wrote: "The corners of the mouth. ”

Then, moving slightly to the middle, Yan Xinchen saw the other party writing, he was puzzled, and after seeing the two smart words on the rice paper, he secretly sighed that the other party looked young, but this small block was very well written. After praising the other party's calligraphy, look at the words seriously. His face burned red, and he immediately lowered his head to wipe the corners of his mouth.

made a fool of himself in front of one person one after another, and Yan Xinchen felt quite self-conscious. After relieving his mood for a while, he raised his head again and wrote, "Thank you! ”

Mo Fei went on to write: "Don't eat too much, it's easy to accumulate food if you eat too much." ”

Yan Xinchen glanced at him in confusion and wrote, "How do you know? ”

"I'm a doctor."

"This is a banquet for talents, how can you be a doctor?"

"This is a banquet for talents, how can you be so beautiful?"

"It doesn't matter."

Yan Xinchen just moved the rice paper over, and saw Mo Fei looking at her with a playful face. Thinking that his appearance has nothing to do with the talent banquet, what does it matter if he is a doctor or not.

Still, something seems wrong. Yan Xinchen said the word beautiful on the rice paper again, and his face was not only flushed, but added a few points.

"You're handsome too."

"It always has been."

"You seem to be sleepy."

"The banquet is boring."

……

The two chatted casually on rice paper like homely gossip.

Yan Xinchen studied under Mrs. Cheng'an, who was heavily influenced by Confucian etiquette, and the men around him were all from a family of etiquette, and they were polite Confucian scholars, boring and boring. Therefore, at first sight, I thought this person was very interesting.

After hesitating for a moment, he wrote on rice paper: "My name is Yan Xinchen." ”

After reading it, Mo Fei nodded slightly. There was no panic in his eyes, and his expression was flat, as if he had heard only a name. Yan Xinchen was stunned for a moment, thinking: Has this person never heard her name or is he pretending to be calm?

Yan Xinchen sounds like it is related to the Buddha.

"Mo ......"

Before he finished writing, a figure suddenly stood in front of him and said, "Brother." ”

The person who came was Pei Jiannan, just now, Mo Fei and Yan Xinchen's every move fell in his eyes. The two have interacted back and forth, which is tantamount to eyebrow flirtation.

Originally, he was rejected by Yan Xinchen, and there was anger in his heart, but now, he is even more angry.

"Can I swap places with Zai?"

When Yan Xinchen heard this, Meishan frowned lightly, although she was extremely reluctant in her heart, but if the person next to her agreed, she had no choice.

Mo Fei on the side smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to change." ”

The word is neither humble, nor arrogant, tepid.

Pei Jiannan is known as the four gentlemen of the Qin State and has a prominent reputation, but all those talents who know him are flattered and befriended. Therefore, being rejected by Mo Fei, I was very angry in my heart, and I glanced at Mo Fei's side, and saw that there were no other talents on both sides, and I knew it in my heart.

Looking at this situation, the other party should just be a talented person with an average family background and average talent......

Pei Jiannan said proudly: "Below, Pei Jiannan of the Qin State." ”

"Oh!"

Oh? There is no imaginary flattery, no imaginary stuttering, the other party just says lightly, 'Oh. ’

Pei Jiannan was stunned for a moment, embarrassed in place. forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Brother Tai, Xinchen and I are both from the Qin State. ”

"Oh."

"Tomorrow is the meeting of the heavens, and I have something to say to Xinchen."

"Oh."

When it came to this, the other party just didn't express his position, Pei Zhinan's face was not good, and he said angrily: "Then can we change positions?" ”

Mo Fei decisively refused: "No." ”

Yan Xinchen looked at Mo Fei Gujing Bubo's face, and was secretly happy in his heart, he was originally afraid that the other party would take the initiative to give up his seat after hearing Pei Jiannan's name, but he didn't expect him to refuse so decisively.

Pei Jiannan lowered his face coldly and said, "Brother Tai, you ......"

At this time, behind Pei Jiannan, Zhou Yanxin came over and said with a smile: "This brother, someone is writing poems on the other side of the pavilion, can you go with me?" ”

The banquet of talented people is not an impromptu poetry meeting, if Pei Zhinan arrogantly and unreasonably asks this person to exchange places, it will be a great loss to the reputation of the Qin State. Zhou Yanxin's move was to ease the atmosphere, and naturally he came to help Pei Jiannan and take him away.

Seeing that the other party spoke sincerely, Mo Fei smiled perfunctorily: "I don't have much interest in poetry, thank you." ”

The scene was momentarily awkward.

At this time, Ye Chen, who was on the side, noticed this and walked over. Pei Jiannan and Zhou Yanxin said enthusiastically: "Brother Ye Chen." ”

"Brother Zhou, Brother Pei."

After Ye Chen finished greeting the two, he seriously bowed his hand to Mo Fei: "Brother Mo Fei." ”

Mo Fei smiled and arched his hand.

At this time, Yan Xinchen was stunned for a moment, even if she didn't know who the man next to her was, she could see that Ye Chen's attitude towards Pei Chenan and Zhou Yanxin was completely different from that towards this person. Ye Chen treated Mo Fei, in addition to his uncontrollable expression, he also had a bit of respect and admiration.

Zhou Yanxin and Pei Zhinan looked at each other, and someone behind them muttered: "Is he Mo Fei?" ”

"Yes, the top of our Datang Cultural Association."

couldn't believe it, Yan Xinchen glanced at Mo Fei next to him in disbelief. It turns out that this is the rumored top of the Tang Literary Association, doesn't it mean that he sells poems to make money, which is extremely vulgar? This fairy-like person in front of him, is it?

Zhou Yanxin glanced at Mo Fei meaningfully, but Pei Jiannan sneered: "Ao...... It turns out that you are the one Mo Fei. Hehe, in the past few days, Chang'an has held so many literary meetings, and if you don't come once, we thought you had abandoned literature and entered business. However, since we are here today, why don't we also pair the poems. ”

Mo Fei didn't answer, but turned his head to Yan Xinchen and looked at her playfully. jokingly: "What do you think? ”

Yan Xinchen blinked in a panic, could it be ...... What does this mean? Her hand couldn't help pinching the corner of her clothes, and after a while, she said in a voice: "Tomorrow is the next meeting, why bother to be more poetic at the banquet of talents." ”

Mo Fei had a smile on the corner of his lips, and said lazily: "En...... Let's wait for the next day to start competing. ”