On the stage, Wang Mingxuan's face was slightly red and said: "The topic of my competition is dance."

Li Fatzi was a little stunned, and then reacted: "Dance, uh, I heard it right, but your Wang family's preferences are quite special, I don't know if our poet will accept this competition, I think many people want to see the style of the poet when he dances."

Li Xianyi looked at Wang Mingxuan with a smile on his face, and then said lightly: "Since Wang Mingxuan has put it forward, how can I disagree, then you should come first, and I will come to change my clothes."

Watching Li Xianzhi leave flutteringly, Wang Mingxuan's heart jumped, and then he had a bad premonition, but since it had already been proposed, there was no point of hesitation.

Seeing that he was dressed in a student's Confucian clothes, Wang Mingxuan also learned from Li Xianzhi to ask for a change of clothes.

Soon, Wang Mingxuan appeared on the stage wearing a gray suit, and looking at the person holding the instrument behind him, he thought that he was here to accompany him.

With Li Tai's 'start', the sound of the moon played, and I saw Wang Mingxuan standing in the center of the stage and starting to dance, swinging left and right, but it was a dance of foreigners, and it was indeed suitable for men to dance.

Looking at the Drunken Immortal Building again, I saw that Li Xianzhi was drinking tea with the eldest grandson Wujian and others, looking at Li Xianzhi who was not in a hurry, Cheng Biting Jin was anxious: "Shangxian, why are you not ready, do you want to find someone to replace you, but unfortunately Lao Cheng and my figure are too powerful, otherwise Lao Cheng can go up and dance instead of Shangxian."

"Old goblin, it's not that Ben Xian despises you, the dance prepared by Ben Xian, you really can't dance well"

"Oh~, it seems that the immortals are ready"

The eldest grandson said curiously: "Since ancient times, there have not been many dances suitable for men, except for a few sword dances, most of them are foreign dances, I don't know what kind of dance you danced?" ”

"This, I may be dancing a foreign dance, but after I dance it, it can be regarded as a Tang dance; The dance I danced is quite suitable for the three brothers of the Cheng family, but I don't know if the three brothers of the Cheng family can carry forward this dance."

"Hehe, don't worry, anything will be carried forward when it arrives at our old Cheng family, let alone a dance suitable for my old Cheng family", Cheng Yanjin said confidently.

"Heh, okay, I won't talk to you, I still have to prepare, and then you can enjoy it."

Watching Li Xianzhi leave, everyone looked at the stage again; On the stage at this time, Wang Mingxuan had forgotten the face of the horse, and some were just the idea of 'winning', and with the thought was a more energetic dance, unstoppable footsteps, unstoppable swaying, Wang Mingxuan vented his grievances for a period of time.

Seeing Wang Mingxuan's performance so superb, Li Yizan said: "I didn't expect Brother Wang's dance to be so superb, it seems that the winning certainty is quite big."

Li Zichen on the side was not as optimistic as Li Yi: "It's hard to say, that Li Xianzhi is not an ornament, he is still preparing before he comes out and thinks about it, and it can be seen that his dance is not so simple after such a long time of preparation."

Lu Dongze said with hope: "If Brother Wang can win, we don't have to lose face on stage."

"Let's watch patiently, some things may not be able to hide if you want to!" Although Cui Cheng didn't say anything explicitly, the meaning of his words showed that he was not optimistic about Wang Mingxuan, maybe in his heart, the tragic ending of this game was doomed.

At the end of the music, Wang Mingxuan gradually stopped the enthusiasm in his heart, and at this time, the feeling of embarrassment came to his heart again, Wang Mingxuan walked down quickly, and quickly changed into a Confucian suit.

Watching Wang Mingxuan go down, Li Fatzi walked out and said with a faint smile: "I really didn't expect the children of the family to dance the foreign dance so well, but looking at the onlookers who were not too interested, I knew that Wang Mingxuan was really not good."

Wang Mingxuan looked at Li Tai with an angry face, Wang Mingxuan danced very well, maybe Wang Mingxuan's dance was too common, maybe the people really didn't understand what Wang Mingxuan was dancing, just twisting and twisting, swinging, and posing, maybe there were some other reasons, so the people didn't have much reaction.

Li Fatzi ignored Wang Mingxuan's anger and continued: "Since Wang Mingxuan is really not good at dancing, then we have to invite our dear prince."

Li Tai's voice fell, the sky darkened instantly, and the sudden change made everyone panic, at this moment, the sound of music remembered, and then a strong light shone on the stage, only to see that in the light, Li Xianzhi, who was dressed in a strange shape, stood there in a cool shape, and everyone knew that everything was done by Li Ran, and then quietly watched Li Ran's performance.

Different from the current music melody, different from the current modeling and dressing, different from the current rendering effect, everything impacts the small heart of the Tang people;

Li Ran is very satisfied with the effect of the production, but that's all, some things that are too much will only cause unexpected and uncontrollable consequences;

This time, Li Ran just chose a street dance at random, originally Li Ran wanted to choose Michael Jackson's dance, but the action of touching the lower body was not liked by Li Ran; This world not only needs the rule of law, but also needs morality, and the difference between humans and animals is because of morality; People who have lost their morals are no longer human beings in a sense!

The peculiar dance, the peculiar effect, and the peculiar costume aroused the interest of the people, and the energetic dance music made the atmosphere much thicker.

Looking at the situation at the scene, Wang Mingxuan knew that he had lost, not only lost the battle, but also lost his face, how could he hold his head up in front of the scholars in the future.

Wang Mingxuan put all his hopes on the other six, if all six lose, then everything has come to an end.

Drunken Immortal Building, Cheng Yanjin looked at Li Ran on the stage with admiration, and then muttered to himself: Yes, it's really good, it is indeed suitable for the family style of my old Cheng family, and it is only a matter of time before it is carried forward.

Kong Yingda and others are all old-fashioned Confucians, and they don't evaluate Li Ran's dance, not because they don't want to evaluate, but because they can't evaluate it, if they evaluate it well, it will bring an uneasy atmosphere to Datang; If the evaluation is bad, I am afraid of provoking Li Ran, so in the end, I have to not express it, and everything is handed over to Li Tai, the king of Wei, as for the final result, it has nothing to do with them.

On the stage, Li Ran's song ended, and the sky gradually returned to normal, and then Li Ran quickly disappeared without waiting for Li Fat to say anything.

No matter what Li Ran does, Li Fatzi still has his own responsibilities to do: "I think you also know the final result, so I won't say that Wang Mingxuan lost."

Wang Mingxuan was about to go up and beat Li Fatzi, but the most important thing at this time was to lower his head and avoid the eyes of some people.

Li Tai looked at Wang Mingxuan proudly, and then continued: "Next, there are still six games on the Shizi side, you have to come on, the next one will come up."

The other six looked at each other, hesitating, but no one came to the stage; Seeing this, Li Fatzi smiled and said: "If no one comes up again, this poetry meeting will end here."

"Slow", but Zheng Mingjie spoke directly.

Drunken Immortal Building, Li Xianyi sat opposite the eldest grandson Wujian in a hermit costume, and the eldest grandson Wujian looked at Li Xianzhi with a hermit temperament in front of him with a strange face: "Xianzhi, is it you who just came to the stage, except for your appearance, you don't look like it at all."

Li Xianzhi took a sip of tea and said with a faint smile: "Which one does Sister Eldest Sun like me?" ”

"Hmph, I don't like any of them," Li Shimin interjected.

"Heh, Li Er, you won't be jealous, hey, hey, you have a fight with Fang Xuanling's wife", Li Xianzhi said with a smile.

Fang Xuanling said dissatisfiedly: "Lord Wang, I am my wife, but she has always obeyed women's morals."

"Yes, yes, but I said the wrong thing, how can Li Er be compared with the Yue family, with Li Er's flowery temperament, how can he know what jealousy is", Li Xianzhi quickly admitted his mistake.

Li Shimin glared at Li Xian angrily, and then no one paid attention to drinking tea by himself; Seeing that Li Shimin was deflated, Li Xianzhi looked at the eldest grandson Wujian again.

The eldest grandson shook his head, and then said with a smile: "I still like Li Ran more."

"Heh, am I not Li Ran?"

"You are Li Xianzhi now, but not Li Ran"

"It's all the same"

Seeing that the eldest grandson Wujian didn't speak, Cheng Biting Jin interjected: "Shangxian, is what you said okay?"

"What did I say?"

"Didn't Shangxian say that he wanted to pass on the dance that Shangxian just danced to the three boys of my old Cheng family."

"Well, it seems like there's such a thing, but let's talk about this later, I'm a little busy right now, really."

"Okay, but the immortals must remember."

"Okay, Xianzhi, the people on the stage are calling you, you are not on stage yet", the eldest grandson Wujian interrupted Cheng Yanjin's words and said to Li Xianzhi.

"Yes, then I'll go down first", looking at the stands, Li Xianzhi said casually and floated down.

Li Xianzhi came to the stage and asked Li Fatzi, "What's the matter?" ”

"What else can I do, I have an opponent to abuse again, of course I have to call you", Li Fatzi glanced at Zheng Mingjie sadly and then said to Li Xianzhi.

Li Xianzhi smiled at Zheng Mingjie and said: "Zheng Mingjie, you really don't want to die in the Yellow River, do you have to go to the end of the road to know that it is impossible to win me, such a person is the saddest!" ”

Zheng Mingjie did not admit defeat and said: "Some things will only have a fork in the road when they reach the end of the road, and I have already prepared for this."

"Well~, good spirit, I appreciate it very much, but you are destined to not reach the end of the road, you can only die in these few steps", Li Xianzhi said lightly to Zheng Mingjie, with a little regret in his words.

Seeing that the two of them were going to continue to cheat, Li Fatzi hurriedly interrupted: "If you have any extra words, let's wait until after the poetry meeting, it's not early now, let's hurry up and compete."

Zheng Mingjie was no longer verbose when he heard this, and opened his mouth to be the title of this competition: "My competition topic is ......."