"Childe, there is a situation today. You see, this is written by two people, and the two of them give people the feeling that they are very similar to the style of the star-picking son, unpredictable, but what is puzzling is that both of them are women. The man answered the question respectfully, and the white-clothed boy sitting in the chair was the Illusory Moon Child.

He held this poetry written test just to find the star picker, although the chance is very slim, but he always has to give it a try, doesn't he? There is too little news about the star picker, and he can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

And the verses of these two men......

The Phantom Moon Boy took out the poems of Concubine Wu and Qi Qisu and read them carefully, these two people feel very much like the star picker, but who is the real star picker? Or, neither?

Or maybe it's two people?

"What are both of them like?" The Phantom Moon Boy held the poem written by one person in one hand, looked at it, and asked.

"This is for a young woman, a very beautiful young woman. The other ...... "The man was a little hesitant, he felt that the other one should not be the star picker."

"What's the other one?"

"The other one also looks very young, a little prettier than the previous one, it's just ......"

"It's just what you say, why are you so spitting?"

"It's just that the woman is pregnant."

Pregnant? Interesting, interesting, hehe.

"What do you think?"

"I don't think either of them look like star-picking boys. How can a star-picking boy be a woman? ”

"Not necessarily. Who stipulates that the star-picking boy must be a man, after all, no one has ever seen it, hasn't he? ”

Soon it came to the last question, and the last question was the Jin Ge Iron Horse.

After Concubine Wu knew about her opponent's brother-in-law, she said in her heart that she could never lose to that person again, and she wanted to come up with a more bold and iron-clad verse, and she couldn't let the other party compare.

But people, it's always like this, when you want to try to come up with something, your head just wants to explode and you can't remember it. She obviously memorized some poems, and she remembered them, why can't she remember a word now? What the hell is it, what is it?

Concubine Wu closed her eyes and thought hard.

But Concubine Wu's brain felt completely blank, and she couldn't think of anything at the critical juncture. In fact, if it weren't for Qi Qisu giving her invisible pressure, Concubine Wu would still remember a lot of poems. But many times people are like this, what they can remember at ordinary times is easy to forget at critical times.

Then when Concubine Wu was very entangled here, Qi Qisu over there had already handed over his own.

There is still a time limit for the competition, so Concubine Wu originally thought that she would not be able to do it, but at this time, Concubine Wu suddenly heard someone talking outside. Among them, the old man called himself an old man.

Old man, old man, old man......

Concubine Wu had been silently reciting these two words in her heart, and suddenly remembered a poem! Immediately took the pen and paper and wrote it.

This time, Phantom Moon took the verses of the two and smiled. The verses of the two are exactly the same! Is this a coincidence or a coincidence? However, you can't write your own poems exactly the same, right?

So if you calculate it, it is the one who comes up after you call it to copy it and the one who comes up first?