On the high platform, amid the surrounding commotion, the master of ceremonies looked at Zhu Luan in embarrassment.

"Miss Zhu Jiu, this gamble is a game to win or lose, according to the rules, which one is drawn, if you don't memorize it, as long as the fish boy recites it, this will be considered a loss."

Zhu Luan nodded.

"I understand." She spoke.

"You understand, so I can't say more." The master of ceremonies glanced at her regretfully, then turned to Yu Sinian and asked, "Young Master Yu, have you got it here?" ”

Yu Sinian's gaze stayed on Zhu Luan's face, and he nodded with a frown.

The master of ceremonies waited silently for a while, only to see that the girl just quietly watched Yu Sinian without speaking, he sighed imperceptibly, and then said with a standard smile, "Then, after I count one, two, three, you can carry it." ”

"One."

"Two."

Although the master of ceremonies reported the number, the noise around them gradually became quieter, and people realized that the time had come for this inseparable battle to finally come to an end, and they closed their mouths and stared nervously at the center of the high platform.

"Three."

It's over!

The atmosphere was almost suffocating, and everyone looked at Yu Sinian expectantly, waiting for him to recite the famous poem.

However, to everyone's surprise, Yu Sinian did not make a sound.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

"Huh? Why not carry it? "What's wrong with Boy Yu?" "What's the matter, can't it really be a pity for the jade?"

"Boy ...... Yu" The master of ceremonies looked at Yu Sinian in astonishment, and was about to ask, but found that the man was clenched with his fists and stared at the girl in front of him.

The burning gaze in all directions, he turned a blind eye to it.

"Zhu Ying." After being silent for a long time, he finally spoke and called Miss Zhu Jiu's name for the first time.

"You really don't carry it?" He looked at her deeply, "Or do you think I can't memorize this poem?" ”

Zhu Luan looked at Yu Sinian in some surprise, and then shook his head.

"It's none of your business, it's mine." Zhu Luan smiled, but then his eyes became serious, "I can't memorize this poem, I can't do it anyway." ”

"Even if you lose this bet, double your bet?" Yu Sinian asked.

"Yes." She said.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Okay, okay."

Yu Sinian's face was solemn, and he raised the small hammer in his hand and struck it hard.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the eyes of the girl in front of him, not letting go of her expression.

He hoped to catch a look of regret or reluctance on her face, but to his disappointment, she was just looking at herself intently.

He opened his mouth and made a chanting gesture.

Zhu Luan looked at him quietly, as if waiting for an ending.

The atmosphere in the Dusk Cloud Building reached **, and almost all the eyes of the people in the building were cast on Yu Sinian.

They were expecting Yu Sinian to recite the poem, and as expected, they won, drawing a perfect end to this duel.

The whole building is quiet and beautiful, and everyone is waiting.

Many people raised their hands, ready to applaud as soon as Yu Sinian finished reciting this poem.

At this moment of expectation.

Yu Sinian finally spoke.

"I won't carry it." Yu Sinian looked at Zhu Luan, who was still indifferent even though he was about to memorize it, and suddenly spoke.

He didn't deliberately raise his voice, his emotions didn't fluctuate, and his voice was calm, as if he was talking about an ordinary little thing, which sounded very clear.

There was dead silence in the building.

Different from the silence that everyone had been waiting for with bated breath before, the silence at this time was truly silent, and everyone in the audience opened their mouths, and the atmosphere was extremely strange for a while.

The next moment the silence was broken, and the crowd was in an uproar again.

This time, the Twilight Cloud Tower really blew up. The emotions of the onlookers have risen and fallen several times, and countless voices are enough to overturn the roof of the Dusk Cloud Tower!

When it comes to winning in the next step, Yu Sinian doesn't even carry it?

What's going on today?

Does everyone see money as dung?

"Si Nian, he ......" In the Tianzi Pavilion, Nian Huazang Huo Ran got up and walked to the window.

Mu Kezhi also stood up slowly, looked at the venue with a smile, and let out the first praise of the day.

"It's wonderful."

"Well, it's wonderful." Duan Haochu echoed with a smile on the side.

"Boy Yu, what do you mean by that?" On the high platform, the emcee's eyes widened.

What's wrong with him today, how can something so strange happen?

Is there any mysterious power in the poem "Calling the Essay for the Society"? One or two don't want to memorize it?

"I mean, I don't want to memorize this poem either." Yu Sinian stared at the girl opposite and said expressionlessly.

The girl on the opposite side tilted her head slightly to the side and looked at herself with some confusion, as if asking why.

"Don't underestimate my year." The man stared at the girl opposite.

"That's not what I'm looking forward to." Yu Sinian said word by word.

Zhu Luan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled knowingly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't make it to the end." She said.

"So what to do with this gamble?" The master of ceremonies interjected on the side, he didn't want to interrupt the conversation between the two, but now he didn't know what to do.

Yu Sinian looked at the master of ceremonies and said coldly, "Skip this poem." ”

"Huh? Yu Gongzi, this is against the rules," Duan Zhiyun, who was speechless by the shock of various unexpected situations, regained consciousness, leaned over and said, "I understand that you are a gentleman, and you also pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but this will trap the ninth sister in injustice......"

Duan Zhiyun's words became smaller and smaller the further back she went, because Yu Sinian didn't even turn her head to her side, and she didn't even look at her.

Yu Sinian's gaze did not take his eyes off Zhu Luan's face.

"Give you a chance," Yu Sinian raised his chin and said in a stiff voice, "Keep comparing." ”

At this moment, Yu Sinian, who has always been calm, looks a little juvenile.

Zhu Luan was stunned, then smiled and nodded.

"Okay." She said.

The two looked at the master of ceremonies standing aside.

"This ......" The emcee's face was even more embarrassed, this situation can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented, there has never been such a special case, and he is not sure to pay attention to it for a while.

Zhu Luan raised his head and looked at the box on the fourth floor.

After the crowd, the red-clothed waiter disappeared again, and it wasn't long before he reappeared on the stalemate platform.

Seeing the red-clothed waiter, the master of ceremonies was obviously relieved.

After reading the note handed to him by the red-clothed waiter, the master of ceremonies looked at the two and said, "My master said, just do what the fish boy said, and the gambling game will be opened again, but ......" He looked at the two of them with a wry smile, "Because there are other gambling games to be held this morning, we can't let the two of you compete endlessly." ”

"My master said, it's limited to ten, if you draw another ten songs and still haven't decided the winner, then ......" The master of ceremonies dragged out his voice.

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