"Just what?" "Tell me about it!" "This guy still has a mind to be funny at this time!"

The gamblers who were watching around were so angry that they were almost out of temper, and they urged with a funny face.

The ups and downs have been up and down for too long, and the gamblers are a little numb.

Originally, the atmosphere in the building because of this poem gradually faded.

"Even if Yu Gongzi and Miss Zhu Jiu are tied," the master of ceremonies spread his hands and said, "This will be treated as a draw, and the bets will be returned to everyone as they are, and we will make up the bets one by one." ”

The onlookers widened their eyes.

"And such a good thing?" "Dusk Cloud Tower, isn't this a loss-making deal?" "Young Master of the Mu family, this is crazy, with such a big gamble, there is no winner or loser, and he still scatters money, this is?"

There was a lot of discussion, the dissatisfaction that had been haunting the crowd disappeared completely, and the atmosphere in the building was warm again, this time with the same kind of joyful liveliness.

"My master said, this gamble has not been decided for a long time, if you really can't tell the winner, it's really embarrassing to hang everyone here for so long, this money is a little careful in Duyun Tower." The master of ceremonies was not angry when he listened to the gossip of the people around him, and explained in a good-natured manner.

"Of course, we in Duyun Tower still hope that the two of us can decide the winner," the master of ceremonies turned to Yu Sinian and Zhu Luan in the center of the high platform and said with a smile, "In this way, we can make a lot of money from the commission of Duyun Tower." ”

The gamblers around laughed.

"Of course I want to win." Yu Sinian changed his previous silence and said loudly.

Zhu Luan smiled and nodded on the side.

Although the surrounding onlookers thought that it was difficult for the two to distinguish between the winners and losers, Zhu Luan and Yu Sinian did not think so and did not expect so.

The two looked into each other's eyes, and there was a fire burning in their eyes.

With the crisp sound of the musician, this incomparably long gamble begins again after the episode of this poem.

Because of the previous speech of the owner of Duyun Building, the onlookers gamblers are no longer obsessed with winning or losing, those who know poetry are intoxicated by the recitation of the two with a strong sense of rhythm, and those who don't understand poetry clap their hands hard, and the sons in the box upstairs are quietly listening to those thousands of words and chapters, moving poems, watching the dazzling confrontation between the two on the high platform, with complicated eyes.

"There are no losers in this cultural fight, no matter what the outcome is." On the Ground Pavilion, the man in white stood by the window with his hands in his hands and said lightly.

"I don't know what you mean, are you saying that these two are destined to be tied?" The man who was making tea was still making tea, and he asked.

Mu Yizhi sat on the side, taking the tea he had just ordered in his hand and sipping it slowly.

Hearing the words of the man making tea, Mu Yizhi put down the teacup.

"Today's competition between the chief of Tianquan Academy and Miss British Mansion, the victory or defeat is actually no longer important", Mu Yizhi said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Or to put it another way - there will be no losers in this competition." “

Mu Yizhi looked out the window, looked at the young men and girls standing opposite each other on the high platform, and sighed, "This scene reminds me of the battle between Gu Shi and your master in the Red Sleeves of Shendu City twenty years ago, probably nothing more than that." ”

Hearing this, the expression of the tea-making man sitting opposite him suddenly changed.

"How can they compare to the countrymen and my master!" He put down the tea whisk in his hand and stared at Mu Yizhi with a frown.

The man in white standing by the window also turned around when he heard this.

Who is the ancient stone? He was the first and only scholar of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he was undoubtedly the strongest who was almost perfect.

And his master, although it is a little inappropriate to say this as a disciple, although he is now a generation of grandmasters, when he was young, he was said to be a frequent visitor to the Qinglou gambling house, and one of the best figures in the Fengyue world.

"They really can't compare with the countryman and your master," Mu Yizhi said with emotion, "When I was ten years old, I was taken by my father to go to the Shendu for the first time, and the competition I saw behind my father was really too wonderful and unforgettable." ”

"The two of them have been comparing for a day and a night, full of tricks, breathtaking, and fighting thousands of poems alone," Mu Yizhi's eyes were far away, "But at that time, Lord Gu Shi had become a national scholar, and your master was also in his prime, and the current level of this little girl and Yu Sinian was naturally far inferior to the two people who lived as legends." ”

"But," Mu Yizhi's words changed, "Yu Gongzi and this little girl, the feeling and momentum that I gave me couldn't help but think of the literary fight back then." ”

Mu Yizhi looked at the two people on the high platform who did not give an inch, and said with a smile, "It's really a young spirit, and it makes people's blood boil when they look at it." ”

The boiling cheers and cheers in the building came up one after another, confirming his words.

"How old are they to be able to incite others to come here." Mu Yizhi picked up the teacup again, looked out the window and sighed.

The man making the tea was silent, which he could not refute. The year of the fish is about to reach the crown, and the little girl on the stage will never be more than fifteen years old.

"I don't know what it will be like in the future, it's really exciting......" Mu Yi chuckled, his voice disappearing in the air.

Also lamenting this matter are the chiefs of the Tianzi Pavilion.

"There are four songs left, I don't know who will win then!" Hong Shan stood by the window and said loudly.

The people who had been sitting at the table had all come to the window.

Fortunately, there are two windows in Tianzi Pavilion, Hongshan Situ Gaoyi and Nian Huazang are standing by the window where Mu Kezhi and they were originally located, and the Duan family brothers are standing with Princess Jinyang by the other window.

"No matter what the result is, the reputation of these two people has already been established," Situ Gaoyi sighed as he put his arm on Hong Shan's shoulder, "To be able to compare here, no matter whether you win or lose, you are worthy of respect." ”

Nian Huazang was silent, just staring out the window, the corner of his eyes swept over the Duan brothers, and saw Duan Haochu thoughtfully, as if he was recalling something.

That adult's heart has always been incomprehensible. Nianhua hid his heart, and his attention returned to the field.

The scene in front of you is really very addictive. The poems on the drawn poems became longer and longer, and the two kept chanting, and everyone listened attentively.

I don't know how long it has been.

It seems long, it seems short.

The hundreds of onlookers on the side of the high platform and the young ladies in the box have forgotten the passage of time.

The speed at which Zhu Luan and Yu Sinian memorized poems did not slow down, but their voices were gradually hoarse.

The two of them were facing each other, gasping softly, their eyes shining brightly.

The last few poems lasted for a long time, and they searched through the past and the present, pouring out.

And at the last moment, the last line of the poem came out of the mouths of the two, and at a certain moment, at the most appropriate time, Zhu Luan and Yu Sinian closed at the same time.

The two of them stepped forward at the same time and raised their hands to strike.

"Ding!" A crisp sound.

Lingering sounds.

There was silence in the Twilight Tower.

The silence lasted for a long time.

Then suddenly there was a wave of applause.

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