The last time these two people lost face in the Zhenyi Pavilion, they didn't forget it, and now that they see Yun Xin and Ye Wan, they naturally won't give a good face.

"It's true that it's not piano and chess, but calligraphy and painting, whether it's our Wanruo or Tanning, it's not bad!" Yun Xin said in a calm voice unpleasantly.

"Mother, my calligraphy and painting are average, and I still can't compare to my sister!"

"My sister's calligraphy and painting are amazing, and I can fight with Master Xuan and Master Shuruo!" Ye Qining's eyebrows tightened a little and said.

Ye Wanruo stood aside and didn't mean to refute, his face was calm.

"Fighting with Master Shuruo, the master of painting, this is a bit bragging!"

"Sister Tingning, it's not good to say that!" Luo Yue said with a frown.

The most excessive thing is that Ye Tingning said this, but Ye Wanruo didn't say that she couldn't do it.

This made her angry when she looked at it.

If Ye Wan has anything remarkable, isn't it just the luck of the last chrysanthemum banquet?

Any calligraphy and painting can be better than this teacher.

She didn't believe it.

Ye Tianning stood aside and smiled awkwardly as he listened to Luo Yue's words.

Yun Xin, who was standing on the side, looked at this scene, his eyebrows tightened a little, and his deep eyes glanced at Ye Wanruo who was standing aside.

Seeing that this girl's face was calm, she didn't seem to acquiesce to what happened just now, and her eyes flickered.

This girl can really be more powerful than the two masters.

Or can't compare at all, but slap a swollen face and become fat?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Yun Xin didn't say anything.

A group of women followed and sat in the positions that had been arranged long ago.

These noble ladies also brought their children over, of course, because they wanted to come and show off their children's abilities.

"I heard, wait a minute, Master Shuruo is coming over!"

"Why don't we make a poem at that time and let Master Shuruo give us a review?"

Mrs. Luo looked at everyone and said with a slight smile.

Her family's Luo Yue is not bad at writing poetry.

She also wants Master Shuruo to comment on it and show the scenery.

"Good!" Mrs. Luo thinks so, how can these ladies around her not think so?

Now that they heard Mrs. Luo say this, these people naturally agreed.

"Everyone, then let's start composing poems now, and when Master Shuruo comes, let Master Shuruo comment on it!"

Mrs. Luo said.

When the words fell, the young ladies and sons around them all wrote poems at this time.

Ye Wanruo also cooperated to write a poem.

The same is true of Ye Tanning on the side.

Yun Xin looked at this scene, the corners of his lips curled, and he was slightly relieved at this time, naturally feeling that it should be impossible to lose face.

Not long after they finished writing the poems, Master Shuruo arrived at this time.

The man, dressed in a black robe, looked a little older, and when he came in, he smiled at the crowd.

"Master Shuruo, we have already written poems, please comment!" Luo Yue sat aside and took the initiative to speak.

"Yes!" The young ladies and sons around immediately echoed.

"Good!" Master Shuruo also nodded slightly at this time, and then began to comment.

The poems made by everyone are relatively ordinary, some good and some bad, but there are no poems that make people feel amazing at first glance.

It's basically the tallest of the short.

Seeing that it was almost time for Ye Wanruo, Luo Yue suddenly said at this time, "Master Shuruo, why don't you take a look at Ye Wanruo's poems first, how are you doing?" ”

"I've heard that during the chrysanthemum banquet, she made several poems, and many people commented that the poems were better than Master Shuruo's!"

"That's it!"

"Why don't you see her first!" After all, these people have never participated in the chrysanthemum banquet, so they don't know whether it's true or not, and they just heard it.

Now I naturally want to see if Ye Wanruo has such a ability.

Ye Qianning didn't expect that he didn't need to say a few words in front of Luo Yue today, so Luo Yue spoke directly.

It helped her.

She listened to what everyone said, her eyebrows tightened a little, and she said with a very worried look like Ye Wanruo, "Everyone, this is all casually passed on by outsiders!" ”

"How can my sister be better than Master Shuruo!"

"Sister's poems are indeed okay, but compared with Master Shuruo, I'm afraid it's still a breath behind!"

"So Master Shuruo, don't think so, sister, what do you say!"

Ye Wanruo sat on the side, listening to Ye Tingning's words, of course she felt what this woman wanted to do?

It's just that I want my mother to think that she is incompetent and not modest enough.

This woman, the last time she was at the chrysanthemum banquet, she was slapped in the face so badly, how long has it been, and she doesn't have a long memory.

Just don't want to believe that her poetry and painting are top-notch?

"If you want Master Shuruo to comment first, it's not impossible!"

"After all, whether I'm good or not, I still have to ask Master Shuruo to read it!" Ye Wanruo said with a slight smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone whispered at this time.

"This Ye Wanruo, isn't it a little too big to be ashamed!"

"Yes, Master Shuruo is right in front of you!"

"She's talking so much!"

"That's it, wait for Master Shuruo's comments, and you will know that you will be ashamed!"

“……”

Master Shuruo was also a little curious when he heard what everyone said about the chrysanthemum banquet, but he wanted to see how this poem made by Ye Wanruo.

It's just that after that, he didn't expect that this little girl would be so immodest and use such a tone.

Why, I think the poetry she makes can be compared to him.

Thinking of this, the look on Master Shuruo's face also cooled down at this time, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of disdain, and he really wanted to see the poems made by Ye Wanruo first.

"Okay, since Miss Ye asked for this, I want to see how Miss Ye's poems are!" Master Shuruo hooked his lips and smiled.

Ye Wanruo nodded slightly and made an invitation.

The surrounding crowd, looking at this scene, shook their heads slightly, waiting to see Ye Wanruo make a joke!

"Master Shuruo, the poems made by my sister are naturally not as good as yours, don't care, what my sister just said, she is like this!" Ye Qianning looked at the direction of development, and was very happy in her heart, but in front of outsiders, she was still so weak to speak for Ye Wanruo.

Although he was speaking for Ye Wanruo.

But in fact, it is saying that Ye Wanruo is not modest at all, so he likes to talk like this.

"I understand!" Hearing this, Master Shuruo hooked his lips and sneered, and his eyebrows seemed to be looking at Ye Wanruo, and his eyes were full of disdain.

He looked down on this big-talking girl from the bottom of his heart.

He has been in the Yunqing Continent for so many years, but he has never met a decent opponent.

It's already very good that this little girl can make a thorn that he can't pick out, but I'm afraid this little girl can't do it yet.