Lin Zifan looked at the settled flower ball, and his whole breath became short, and the fan that was about to fan out of fire finally stopped.

"The opportunity has finally arrived, my Oiran!" Lin Zifan was excited in his heart, but he didn't forget to give a look at the people at the table, the group of people were all looking at him and Shangguan Yunze, and they were busy, so someone grabbed the flower ball, and then slowly rummaged it in his hand a few times, before passing it to the next person, and the next person did the same.

The sound of the drum has become more and more sparse, and the flower ball happened to pass to Lin Zifan in front of him, Lin Zifan was already settled at the moment, stretched out his hand to gently bear the flower ball, held it in his palm, and showed a satisfied and excited smile on his face.

I can finally show my talent and charm thousands of girls with my brilliant literary talent!

The drum sound has been sparse, and it will stop the next moment, Lin Zifan is holding the flower ball and almost counting his breath waiting for the drum to stop, everything is so perfect.

However, it seems that as soon as you say this, things will always change, and this time is no exception.

Just when the emotions that had been brewing in Lin Zifan's heart for a long time had reached the depths, the poems in his belly were about to fly out.

A tender white hand suddenly snatched the flower ball in his hand!

This is Murong Feifei's hand, at this moment, this Nizi is holding a flower ball in her hand, and she is looking at Lin Zifan with an unhappy face.

In fact, at the beginning of this game just now, this girl felt very excited, and wanted to pass the ball like everyone else, but the left and right waited, and the flower ball just couldn't come.

However, this last time, Hua Qiu seemed to hear her call, and even threw it to her own table, which made Murong Feifei very happy, but when she watched the few people in front of her pass slowly, she was a little anxious, and she didn't expect that when the ball was passed to Lin Zifan's hand, this kid simply didn't move, and stood there like a second fool and smirked.

The angry little Nizi almost didn't punch his nose, and she didn't speak, but reached out and snatched the ball.

At this moment, the drums are about to stop, and the whereabouts of the flower balls almost affect the eyes of everyone on the field, Murong Feifei held the flower ball in her hand, and suddenly everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Immediately, someone exclaimed, after all, although Murong Feifei is not very old, but she really doesn't look like that, she definitely looks like a sinking fish and a goose, and the appearance of a shy flower in the closed moon immediately caused a pair of animals with strong male hormone secretion to scream in surprise.

Although the little girl is usually arrogant, she was suddenly stared at by so many green eyes, and she suddenly panicked, and the flower ball in her hand suddenly became a little hot.

This girl looked around, but she saw Sun Dashao on the side, who was holding a booklet at the moment, and was looking at the beautiful illustrations drawn on it with relish.

The little girl said angrily: "Dead Sun Xiaosheng, this girl is a big beauty sitting here, you don't look at it, you go to see those boring illustrations!" Thinking about it, the more angry she became, the flower ball in her hand smashed towards Sun Dashao's head.

Sun Xiaosheng flipped through the booklet and happened to see a few illustrations of women drawn on the back, and couldn't help but be a little curious, but before he could look closely, he suddenly felt a strong wind overhead.

Without thinking about it, Sun Xiaosheng subconsciously stretched out his hand, and instantly grabbed the object in his hand.

"Knock ......" And at this moment, the drumming finally stopped.

"I wonder which judge got the flower ball this time?" the host asked, turning around and in a loud voice.

At this time, everyone looked everywhere for the whereabouts of the flower balls.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him strangely, Sun Xiaosheng couldn't help but move his gaze to his hand, and a colorful flower ball wrapped in silk happened to be grasped in his hand.

"Did it reach me?" Sun Xiaosheng was a little dumbfounded, he was not interested in playing any childish games of drumming and passing flowers, but how could it still be passed on to him.

Sun Xiaosheng's face was dazed, but Lin Zifan looked at his empty hands blankly, his face was expressionless, his body trembled, and he didn't say a word for a long time. The hand that had grabbed the flower ball was still holding it a few times in the void, and it seemed that it was still a little hard to believe its sudden disappearance.

"Write a poem!", "Let's make a poem"! The crowd clamored for the person who got the flower ball to compose a poem.

The host looked at it for a long time and didn't see where the flower ball was, so he hurriedly said loudly: "Please ask the caretaker who got the flower ball to let everyone see you, okay?"

"......" Sun Xiaosheng was a little speechless, but with the flower ball in his hand, could it be that he had to hide by himself, so he had to stand up.

Sun Xiaosheng had been sitting on the stool all the time, and at this moment, when he stood up, everyone could see who he was.

"It's Sun Da Shao! Oh my God, it's Sun Da Shao who got the flower ball!" I don't know who howled first.

At this time, everyone realized that the person who stood up was really the first young 'Sun Xiaosheng' in the imperial capital who was notorious and unscrupulous!

"Whoa......" This time the crowd really exploded, and this time the sensation was even more sensational than the previous two times when someone made an amazing sentence.

"What kind of verses will this evil young man do!"

"Yes, in addition to fighting cocks and walking dogs, this guy can compose poems if he molests women from good families?"

"Anyway, this guy can't do anything else except lack of morality!"

For a while, in the commotion, there were endless shouts and scoldings like this, most of these scolding voices were scolded by the sour people on the periphery, and although some of the dignitaries and dignitaries sitting on the seats also wanted to scold in their hearts, they were afraid that they would be seen by Sun Xiaosheng, and they would not be able to eat and walk around when the time came.

And the people on the periphery are not afraid, as the saying goes, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, Sun Xiaosheng sits at the top table in the first-class position, far away from the crowd behind, and everyone has a kind of luck mentality, always feel that no one will find out if Sun Xiaosheng is scolded in the crowd.

So what was originally an elegant and interesting game of passing flowers and composing poems has now become Sun Dashao's crusade meeting, and the common people and the poor and rotten Confucians are all taking this opportunity to list all kinds of evil things that Sun Xiaosheng has done!

The voice of scolding is called a colorful, what 'Sun Da Shao is going to die!', 'Xiao Shengsheng has no fart'...... These are general, and some people scold them at a higher level.

For example, there was a young man in the crowd who leaned his head and shouted impassionedly: "Sun Xiaosheng, you look like you have been run over by a car in front of you, and you look like you have been bitten by a donkey in the side, you are the most shocking and unsuccessful in the history of human creation!"

There was also a vendor who sold things, and when he saw someone scolding Sun Dashao, he hurriedly threw off the flat burden on his shoulder and rushed into the crowd and shouted: "Sun Dog Shao! You have lacked calcium since you were a child, and you have lacked love when you grow up, your grandmother doesn't hurt, and your uncle doesn't love you." The left side of the face is under-pumped, and the right side of the face is under-kicked. The donkey sees the donkey kicking, and the pig sees the pig stepping on it. You were born with a cucumber, you owe a shot! The acquired walnut owes a hammer!"

“......”

There are so many scoldings like this that it's really hard to list them for a while.

As soon as Sun Xiaosheng got up, he heard the tide of scolding rushing towards him, not to mention how aggrieved he was, Lao Tzu obviously didn't do anything, how could he live so unreasonable, Qianfu pointed out!

The host was also a little dumbfounded at the moment, originally he still felt that everything was under his control, but people's enthusiasm was completely mobilized by him, but he ignored Sun Dashao, more precisely, he ignored Sun Dashao's important influence among the people.

Looking at the excited people, although the host felt extremely bitter, but there was no way, the show had to continue to host, but he received the remuneration of Piaoxianglou, so he smiled awkwardly and said: "It turns out that it was Master Sun from our imperial capital who got the flower ball, you see that Master Sun's popularity is still very high! So many people cheered for him." ”

Hey, don't say it, this host's skills are quite good, as soon as he said this, there was immediately a lot less scolding on the periphery, after all, they didn't want to be considered to be cheering for Young Master Sun.

But at this moment, people are still with a playful mentality, looking at the scene in front of them, because the flower ball is in Sun Xiaosheng's hands at the moment, then it is time for him to write a poem, as we all know what kind of character Sun Xiaosheng is, to say that he can know a few big words, everyone is a little hesitant, and to say that they believe that Sun Dashao will compose poems, they are willing to crash to death.

And if you want to say who hates Sun Dashao the most at this moment, it is undoubtedly Lin Zifan, at this moment he can be regarded as coming back to his senses, when he saw the flower ball in Sun Dashao's hand, he was so stunned that the roots of his teeth were itching.

However, he couldn't change the matter at this point, he could only look at Sun Xiaosheng with a sneer, and said in his heart: "This guy is just a straw bag, let him write poems, hehe, if he can make poems, Lao Tzu will dare to drink the water of Yangliu River!"

At this moment, the host spoke again: "Eh...... Sun Dashao, since you got the flower ball, let's write a poem...... Or a symbolic word. The host is helpless, he also knows what kind of character Sun Dashao is, there must not be a little ink in his stomach, can he really make a poem and make a fool of himself? But where is the identity of the person, he has to find Sun Xiaosheng under the stairs.

"Haha...... , Sun Xiaosheng, you kid just sit down, don't embarrass our table!" "If you want to say who laughs the happiest at the scene, it is undoubtedly Murong Feifei who is sitting next to Sun Xiaosheng, at this moment the little girl is holding her stomach and hunching her body, laughing with flowers and branches, her body trembling, and she does not forget to squeeze Sun Xiaosheng.

"Uh......" Sun Xiaosheng's head was covered with black lines, and he had the urge to scold his mother in his heart, Lao Tzu recruited whoever provoked whom, the flower ball obviously flew over by himself, and I didn't rob it!

Some people say that if they were a saint, they would definitely be able to endure it, but Sun Xiaosheng proved at this moment that even a saint couldn't bear it! Turning his head and looking at Murong Feifei, the initiator, this girl was actually smiling so happily!

Young Master Sun was angry in his heart, okay! Don't you want to see Young Master Ben's jokes? Lao Tzu won't make you laugh.