The young man smiled and said, "Yes." I've heard what you've said, and it seems that you're a real reader. We're all the same age, so it's fair to have a fight. After speaking, he arched his hand and said: "My surname is Xie, my name is Wen, and my character is Changmin." ”

Gu Huizhu didn't understand why everyone had to use age as a signboard when they came to power, could it be that the young must have no knowledge? Gu Huizhu smiled faintly, and simply introduced himself without being close to him: "My surname is Gu, and I don't have a table." ”

Xie Wen couldn't wait to finish introducing himself, but saw that Gu Huizhu's attitude towards him was indifferent, although he spoke very politely, but he felt a little rejected, he was a little puzzled, frowned, Xie Wen, who was used to being surrounded by the aura of a talent, didn't understand why Gu Huizhu seemed to be very unenthusiastic about him.

At the suggestion of the members of the Poetry Society, a new round of competition soon began.

"This time, let's play poetry solitaire. We all know idioms Solitaire, this time the idiom was changed to poetry. It also requires that the poems or words connected must be related to mountains or water, and must also be couplets. Within five seconds, those who can't answer will lose. An old man explained the rules, "We have already chosen fifteen poems in advance, and in order to prevent cheating, you draw lots to decide which poem to start with." ”

After speaking, he took out the dice again, and then said to Gu Huizhu and Xie Wen: "As for who will draw lots, for the sake of fairness, you two will draw lots, and whoever has the most points will draw lots." Whoever has the smallest number of points will take the first line of the poem. ”

Xie Wen made a gesture of "please", and Gu Huizhu was not prevaricating, took the dice and threw it.

Gu Huizhu got a "one".

When the people from the poetry club saw Gu Huizhu throw out a "one", they smiled and said, "You actually threw the smallest one." After speaking, he took the dice to Xie Wen again. Xie Wen got a "five".

Another member of the poetry club brought a tray with a dozen rolled sheets of paper on the tray. He held the tray, stood in the middle of the stage, and said to Xie Wen: "Mr. Xie, please draw lots!" ”

Xie Wen took out one of the rolls of paper from the tray and handed it to the people of the Poetry Society. The people from the poetry club took it, opened it, and read it according to the paper: "Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan. ”

After the people of the poetry club finished reading, they said to Gu Huizhu: "Girl, it's your turn, please continue." ”

Gu Huizhu nodded and said, "It rained in the mountains overnight, and the sun was cold and green. ”

Xie Wen continued: "The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain and the moon shine on the piano. ”

Gu Huizhu: "The piano is unbearable, thinking about the shadow of the three mountains"

Xie Wen found that Gu Huizhu answered so quickly, as if he didn't have to think at all, he was a little nervous, but he didn't dare to relax, and hurriedly said: "The outer lake sings the willows, and the inner lake sings the lotus." ”

Gu Huizhu: "The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves, washed with green dew, and the grass is planted with flowers." ”

Xie Wen wanted to speak, but found that his mind seemed to be a little messy, so he hurriedly stabilized his mind and lowered his head to think hard. Although there are many poems with the word "grass", the beginning is "grass", and it is related to mountains or water, and he can't remember it. He looked at the girl opposite, and saw that she was leisurely, as if she was full of confidence, and everything was in her hands, without the slightest disorder.

"Five, four, three, two..." The number of people in the poetry club was counted, and when they were about to count down, an old man in the poetry club asked Xie Wen: "The time is almost up, have you thought of it?" ”