Where is this a fool, it is a demon......

The so-called evil in the twentieth century refers to the fact that they are even men, but they are born more beautiful than women, and their gender is blurred, but they have the attraction of both men and women......

Somehow, Yu Qiao instantly remembered a person in his mind, Wei Wuxian in the twentieth century's "Chen Qing Ling".

Although he is a man, he can be called a beauty, whether it is his eyes or his smile, he has a demonic attraction.

According to reports, there will be a person every hundred years who looks exactly like the previous people, this Liu Mingbo, is it the future Xiao Zhan......

But......

Okay, you Liu Mingbo, you dare to tease Lao Tzu......

Yu Qiao grabbed an apricot plum, raised his hand and smashed it at him.

All Rao's eyes were attracted by Liu Mingbo, and naturally he didn't notice the apricot plum of that one, and the apricot plum naturally missed and flew towards the person on the main seat, and Qin Huaidao grabbed it in the palm of his hand as soon as he copied it.

Then, his eyes followed Xingmei's path to the stage and stopped at Yu Qiao's face.

His mood that had been depressed suddenly stopped being depressed.

Yu Qiao was stared at by him, and he also glared at him viciously. Two men began to fight with their eyes.

And Liu Mingbo, who was on the stage, first turned around and made a long gesture to a few people on the main seat, and then turned around and made a long gesture to the below.

Even his two turns, how much Rao's heartbeat was disturbed.

He: "Student Liu Mingbo, nineteen years old, studied hard since childhood, and then returned to the list. But the love of literature and poetry has not diminished, and today I will do a brick throwing to make everyone laugh. ”

This self-introduction was also funny, and many people laughed.

He unfolded the rice paper in his hand and began to read the poem he had written: "Pour yourself the eternal night, a bowl and a half of poetry." It's not that my heart is bitter, and the pregnancy in the tea is unknown. ”

After reading it, it aroused applause from the crowd.

Gu Shanggong said loudly: "Good poetry! Writing tea drinking has a longitude and latitude, and all the people in the world are self-cultivation, self-forgiveness, and self-reflection because of drinking tea. You are wise when you look at your own ignorance and your quest for knowledge in this ordinary matter. ”

Li Tai said with a smile: "It is indeed a good poem, there is affection in the poem, and there is also great ambition." ”

Liu Mingbo turned around, gave the rice paper in his hand to Gu Shanggong with both hands, made another long gesture, and stepped off the stage.

Yuzhu was really surprised, happy and angry, surprised that this person had this courage and knowledge, happy that he was not a fool after all, angry that he actually played with himself.

Biting his cheeks, he just wanted to rush over and reason with him now.

With Liu Mingbo taking the lead, other sons also came to the stage.

The original scene of sitting in a serious situation began to relax more and more, no matter what the poems and texts were composed, Gu Shanggong gave zero comments one by one, with mixed praise and criticism, but every sentence was sincere, and every word was reasonable.

When it came to Yumo's appearance, the three sisters of the Song family were even more happy, but they held their breath for fear of missing their brother's performance.

Yumo made a brief self-introduction, and then recited aloud: "Open-minded and enlightened, there are wonderful words in unrhymed poems." The sound of the empty valley is especially far-reaching, and the clouds and cranes are even more heroic. ”

The people below applauded, and Yu Qiao simply jumped up and shouted: "Good poetry, good poetry!" ”

The sisters were already reserved, and even the cheers were soft, and her voice shouted out, making countless people look at her with pouts.

The corners of Qin Huaidao's mouth twitched......

Fortunately, her loss of honor did not cause much repercussions, and everyone was listening to Gu Shanggong's words.

Gu Shanggong said: "This poem not only has a love and admiration for literature, but also has lofty ambitions. Hopefully you'll be able to soar one day. ”

Li Tai was also full of joy, this Song Yumo was summoned to Hongwen Pavilion by him, and he finally didn't embarrass him today.

Wei Shujian saw that Yumo was on stage, and when Yumo came down, he also got up and walked up.

He recited: "Walking on the mountain of books is joyful and chanting, and life without regrets is happy to keep." The road to sincerity will eventually be rewarded, and the place will be left to it. ”

This poem is his desire for freedom and casualness, and it has also won the praise of Gu Shanggong.

Gu Shanggong said: "There are so many sisters here today, who dares to be a role model for women?" ”

Yu Qiao stabbed Yu Ru's waist with his hand: "Go quickly!" ”

Yuru took a deep breath, she was the eldest lady of the Gu family from now on, and she still had to hold on to her face.

Then he got up and walked to the stage with Nana in his arms.

There is really a woman who dares to play, which makes everyone even louder.

Yuru first bowed to the lord's seat, and then bowed to the people below, her voice was crisp and beautiful: "The woman is from the Song Mansion, ranked second, named Song Yuru. All women are virtuous if they are not talented, and now women are courageous, hoping to be a person who has a little talent and does not lose virtue. ”

Gu Shanggong's heart moved slightly. On the day I returned home, I heard that my eldest nephew Gu Shipeng had made a family appointment, and it turned out to be this woman.

Song Yuru unfolded the rice paper in her hand, contemplated for a moment, and read: "Red lotus incense remnants of jade in autumn, lightly relieve Luo Shang, and go on the Lanzhou alone." Whoever sends the brocade book in the clouds, when the swallow returns, the moon is full in the west building. Flowers wither and water flow artesianly, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart. ”

After reading it, tears appeared in my eyes.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten where they were, only Song Yuru was in their eyes, and these words echoed in their hearts.

So beautiful, that faint melancholy beauty, that thick lovesickness, that deep sorrow......

After a long time, Gu Shanggong said: "Okay! Good! Good! ”

After three good in a row, the others reacted and began to applaud.

Gu Shanggong said, "You turn around." ”

Yuru turned around and lowered her eyes slightly.

It is really a touch of beauty, and every place seems to be carefully depicted, a little heavier and a little lighter, so delicate and so delicate.

Gu Shanggong asked again: "Your aunt, are you okay?" ”

Yuru's eyelids jumped, but she still replied respectfully: "Thank you for your worries, my aunt is fine." ”

Gu Shanggong said softly: "That's fine." You go back and tell her, I have a hard time leaving the palace, and I want to meet her. ”

"Yuru wrote it down."

Gu Shanggong said with a smile: "The daughter of the Song family is really stunning. ”

Yuru bowed and stepped off the stage.

Another sister came on stage with the courage to go on stage, Yuzhu grabbed Yuqiao's arm and asked, "What other poems do you remember from your aunt?" ”

Originally, Yuzhu didn't plan to compete on such an occasion, but Liu Mingbo was also here, so Yuzhu couldn't swallow that breath.

Yu Qiao naturally understood her intentions, so she listened to her ears and read another poem.

Dear Liu Yong's senior, Qiao Er can't help it, by the time you come to me to talk to me, I will have already turned into ashes in the world......

Yuzhu had resentment in her heart, and she was bolder, she came to the stage to introduce herself, and her voice was louder than that of other sisters, as if she was afraid that Liu Mingbo would not hear it.