At this moment, an elegant voice came.

"Ahem~ It looks like you need a referee!"

The crowd looked at each other.

"I've seen two gentlemen!"

"Hello sir!"

Zhuang Qihua and Qin Sangxue walked over, one with an indifferent face, the other with a warm face, one holding a cuizhu flute in one hand and the other holding the piano in the other.

Su Ran subconsciously raised one foot, and was about to retreat behind Niu Junfeng, as if remembering something, she put down her foot again.

looked at Shangqin Sang Xue with an indifferent look that seemed to be smiling.

Tsk, think she'll be weak in this way?

It's impossible, she was just so high-profile, and she already had some thoughts of breaking the jar.

Su Ran smiled brightly at him, bowed his hand and said, "The two gentlemen are fine." ”

Qin Sangxue was stunned for a moment, he turned his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Is he provoking us?" ”

"Hmm," his voice was low, Zhuang Qihua looked at Su Ran, his voice hmm, I don't know if he was responding to the person next to him, or responding to Su Ran.

"Let's get started!" He glanced at Lin Shihai and Liu Yang.

Then he turned around and walked towards the quadrangular platform in the middle.

Su Ran and the others followed, followed by some people watching the excitement.

There were already many people gathered on the square platform, and Ning Guanglu and Mei Junshan, two gentlemen from the Art Academy, were sitting on it at this time.

When I learned that there were two people who were going to compete, I was immediately interested.

Mr. Shuyuan is still very happy to see this kind of literary fight.

The quadrangular platform was quickly cleaned up, and the other students retreated to the stage.

Su Ran and his party came to the stage, standing on the left hand side of the gentlemen, standing opposite to Liu Yang and his party, and the audience gathered around to watch the lively people.

"What are you both trying to do?" Ning Guanglu looked at the two sides with a smile.

"Sir, we are younger than the gentleman in the four arts 'piano, chess, calligraphy, painting'," Liu Yang immediately rushed to the front to speak, he was a student of the Art Academy, and he didn't have that confidence in shooting royal numbers.

Ning Guanglu looked to the left, "What do you think!" ”

Lin Shihai and his partners glanced at each other, smiled, and said indifferently: "Yes." ”

Ning Guanglu nodded, looking at the two teams with different numbers, "There is a huge disparity in the number of your two sides," looking to the right, his eyes shining, "You don't look for more people?" ”

Liu Yang shook his head, "Sir, we have already said before, there will be five people on each side," he slandered in his heart, and it was not a fight, what do you want so many people to do.

Just inviting the four of them had already made him bleed profusely, and he didn't have that much to collect and find someone to look for.

"When are we going to talk to him?" Niu Junfeng muttered.

Su Ran touched his nose, "I told him." ”

Hua Baoyue came over, glanced at the person opposite, and said, "Don't be careless, Liu Yang's painting skills are still good, and some of the four of them are good at playing chess, calligraphy, poetry, and music." Seeing that the one in the bamboo-colored green clothes was not, he played a good piano, which even Mr. praised. In short, a few of them are quite famous in the academy. ”

"Huaxia, you better stop playing," Wan Gongliang also came over, "You see that some of them are ten years older than you, at least seven or eight years earlier than you......"

Zong Ning couldn't help but interject, "Don't worry! I don't know about others, but Huaxia can definitely win. "For more than a month, the classmate in the classroom, who was not hit by him?

Ma Zhenghong put one hand on the fat man's body, "Come to us in the No. 1 house another day, please watch the paintings of Huaxia." ”

Su Ran looked at his little friend, "I'm not good at writing poetry, I can do anything else." ”

"Let's ask the rules first," Lin Shihai looked at the other side, "How do you want to compare?" Is it one-on-one or five together? ”

"Naturally, it's piano to piano, painting to painting," Liu Yang raised his chin.

Qin Sangxue leaned back in the chair and said with a smile: "Then let's start!" In order to save time, five people from both sides went up together. Beckoning to the waiter next to him, "Move the table, chessboard, pen, ink, paper, inkstone......"

The waiter bowed and said, "There are already people preparing it, and it will be right away." ”

After a short time, the five people on both sides walked to their respective positions.

On Su Ran's side, she played music, Lin Shihai played chess, Luo Xun wrote poetry, Zhu Mingli painted, and He Xinyuan was in charge of calligraphy.

"Huaxia, can I really do it?" Zhu Mingli was a little unconfident.

"You can, your majesty can already be used, you remember, you must draw the proud eyes of majesty."

Zhu Mingli has painted no less than 20 of his horses, and each one has improved, if he paints Danqing, he may not have the possibility of winning.

Su Ran took out a few pens from the small cloth bag and handed them over, "Draw well, have confidence in yourself." ”

Liu Yang was on the other side, looking at what Zhu Mingli was doing, he sneered and began to adjust his paint.

Zhu Mingli turned around and saluted, "Sir, students need stiffer paper." ”

The waiter next to him was very eye-catching, and took a sheet from the side and walked over.

Su Ran suddenly raised his hand, "There is a competition, should there be a color head?" ”

"Gambling is forbidden in the academy," Mei Junshan said with a frown.

Qin Sangxue smiled disapprovingly: "How can this be considered a gamble!" This lottery can be an object or a promise, and they are more elegant than things, not gambling, not gambling. ”

He looked at the gentlemen, "What do you say! ”

Ning Guanglu touched the short beard that had grown up for a short time, "It's really not gambling, our academy usually competes, don't they all have colorful heads!" ”

"......"

"Don't be," Qin Sangxue waved her hand, "I said Meimei!" Don't be so brainless. ”

Mei Junshan's cheeks twitched, and he said coldly: "It's not serious." ”

“……”

Ning Guanglu smiled, "The color head will be up to both of you!" ”

Su Ran took out a thousand taels of silver ticket from his body and coughed lightly, "I'm sorry, the only thing left on my body is this silver ticket, and this is the lottery head on my side." ”

In addition to the jade pendant hanging around her neck, the only thing she could take out was a silver ticket.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that she should come back with something good.

"You...... Vulgar," Liu Yang angrily took out a jade pendant and a few silver tickets from his body, "I only have these on me, and I will make up for it after I don't have enough." ”

His face was stinky, but he didn't expect Su Ran to take a thousand taels of silver tickets.

On the gentlemen's side, Mei Junshan wanted to speak, but Qin Sangxue hurriedly stopped, "I said Junshan, the silver ticket is also a thing." ”

Su Ran smiled, "Then make up for it then!" ”

When Liu Yang heard this, he always felt that there was something wrong with this, and suddenly he glared at Su Ran, "You just have a mouthful, wait to lose to us!" ”

Su Ran rolled her eyes, she wished she was slipping away.

At this time, Zhu Mingli had already turned the table on its side, and the table was used as a drawing board, and the paper was fixed on it.

Except for Su Ran, the rest of the people didn't know his intentions in doing this.

Ning Guanglu stood up and said: "The poem is based on the theme of peach blossoms, and the piano can choose the instrument that you are good at, and the repertoire is arbitrary, and the two of them play it at the same time...... Let's go. ”