As soon as evening arrived, the moat in the north of the city was already full of young men and women who came out to play in twos and threes. At this time, the sky is not completely dark, and the lantern festival has not officially begun, only some lamp vendors around the lights, in order to attract tourists to stop, light up some sporadic lights.

And Xu Miaoyun and Lu Zhan, after resting at the inn for a while, rushed over with great interest. This kind of antique lantern festival Xu Miaoyun participated in it for the first time, but she didn't expect that the land battle would too.

At this moment, the most eye-catching thing is the high platform that is densely surrounded by people in front of and back, Xu Miaoyun stood on tiptoe and looked in, and vaguely saw several scholars writing on the stage. I didn't expect this competition to start so early, so I guess I should have composed poems on the spot.

"Are you interested?" Lu Zhan looked very interested when he saw her.

"Of course, who is not interested in the suave talent! Hey, I just can't see my face clearly~" Xu Miaoyun jumped up twice, but she stood too far.

The sour water in Lu Zhan's heart silently churned a wave, although he was a little dissatisfied with her words, but he still intentionally or unintentionally, pulled Xu Miaoyun across the flow of people and walked forward, since she had taken her out to play, this little thing will be left for later, let her be happy first.

The tall man was in front, invisibly opening up a path for Xu Miaoyun.

Finally approaching, Xu Miaoyun looked up and saw three men in various brocade robes on the stage holding brushes and waving ink. After a while, the three of them stopped and shook each other, and they should have finished writing.

Then, a young man stepped forward and hung the three works vertically on the screen, and let several teachers on the stage and the audience comment together.

Looking at the works of these people, each with the word moon, Xu Miaoyun guessed that the title of the competition should be a poem based on "moon".

"Hey, it's so simple, if I knew we would have come earlier, I would have been able to compete on stage." Xu Miaoyun muttered quietly.

"Can you compose poetry?"

"Hehe, nothing else, isn't this about the moon simple?"

The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, raise a glass to invite the bright moon, the shadow into three people, go up to the west building alone without a word, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu...

Hey, hey, as much as you want.

Lu Zhan looked down at the snickering little face of the woman beside him, and wanted to ask her what was funny again.

At this time, the judges on the stage had already given their opinions, and it was the man in the No. 3 who wore a chas-colored robe who won the first place.

"Obviously, the No. 2 boy in white writes better!" Someone in the audience whispered against it

"Yes, it's not fair, there must be an insider!"

Public opinion has always been spread in waves, and soon after, even the people around Xu Miaoyun began to drag her and asked, "Little brother, do you think No. 2 is better?" ”

Xu Miaoyun carefully identified the works of No. 2 and No. 3, uh... It doesn't make a difference. The poem itself about the moon is much the same.

However, the No. 3 should be better than the word "moon" in the whole text, but what is written is indeed the moon, and there is more associative space and hazy artistic conception.

Most of the audience in the audience are ordinary people, and it is normal to not understand it.

"Alas.... I didn't expect that there would be brainless black in this era, but I don't know if it was the keyboard party and water army invited by No. 2. Xu Miaoyun crossed her arms and looked at the white-clothed players on the stage. Well, it looks like a human!

"Where is the army? What do you say, what army? When Lu Zhan heard this, his eyes swept sharply towards the bustling crowd around him, and he subconsciously stretched out his arm to take Xu Miaoyun into his arms.

"Uh...."Xu Miaoyun noticed the protection of the land war, and then looked at his expression of being vigilant to catch the spy, and knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he whispered, "Take it easy, take it easy, it's not a party or an army, there are no spies, I'm talking nonsense." ”

The main person on the stage kept explaining the criteria for judging, but he couldn't cover the noisy discussion in the audience, Xu Miaoyun suddenly lost the interest in watching it any longer, turned around and pulled Lu Zhan out.

When the two finally squeezed out of the crowd, Xu Miaoyun looked at the land battle who was squeezed into a little disheveled, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Your hair is crooked." Lu Zhan naturally reached out and straightened her hair.

"Hehe, yours is also a little crooked..."Xu Miaoyun raised her hand and wanted to correct him, but found that this person was so tall, she was a little struggling.

Just when the two of them stretched out their arms to each other, their eyes facing each other, stunned. Xu Miaoyun only felt that a force behind her hit her, and before she could shout an exclamation, she stretched her arms straight and fell into Lu Zhan's warm and hard embrace.

Bump, bumper, bumper...

Xu Miaoyun was stunned and pressed against the man's chest, listening to the heartbeat of both of them a little faster...