As Sang Lao Bustard and Xiaoyao finished watching the lucky bag, the atmosphere of the grand event here in Qingqi also reached its peak.

Everyone was waiting eagerly, waiting for the guy to come out of the building.

Then you will know who is the lucky one today.

Of course, whether the specific can be taken away depends on the final bid.

If the two sides can't get along, then they will talk to the alternate again.

In a word, the ultimate goal of Sang Laobuar is to "sell" the young man, make a lot of money, and maintain the reputation of Baihualou.

Crash......

As the bead curtain opened, everyone's eyes also looked over.

"How are two guys?"

Someone muttered, according to the practice of previous years, it should be one person who came out.

And the expressions of these two guys seem to be very different.

The one in front of him, with a flattering smile, usually behaves only when he meets a distinguished guest.

Although the one in the back is also laughing, there is disdain and contempt hidden in it, which is usually the reaction when encountering a poor ghost.

"This Hundred Flowers Club is getting more and more able to play new tricks."

One person's self-talk exhausted everyone's voices, and he couldn't help but concentrate even more.

Especially Wang Jun, when he saw the guy in front of him approaching, his breathing was almost stagnant.

Will it be to invite yourself?

Untimely and can accept your sincerity?

"Prince Wang, please come to the building."

Finally, the guy bent down in front of Wang Jun.

At this time, not only did his heart fall to the ground, but his whole person also floated.

Slowly got up, gently sorted out his clothes, and then looked around the audience, his face was full of pride and pride that could not be hidden.

Especially when he looked at Chen Mo, the corners of his mouth pulled out a sneer.

How talented is it?

How about playing a song at the dinner that day?

What if you get the hairpin?

In the end, it's not that you've lost to yourself!

No matter how high the talent is, in front of the family background, it can only be a fart.

Moreover, Wang Jun never admitted that Chen Mo was more talented than him.

One is the third in the county exam, and the other is the first from the bottom, and fools know who is more talented and learned.

Chen Mo is just a liar after all.

Wait a minute......

Thinking of this, Wang Jun suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

Why did another guy go to Chen Mo's side?

"What the hell is going on?"

Puzzled, Wang Jun asked.

In the face of the person with the greatest sincerity today, in the face of the person who took away the untimely death nine times out of ten, the guy showed great flattery.

"Wang Gongzi doesn't know, that person also expressed a lot of sincerity just now, it's just a poem."

Poetry again?

After listening, Wang Jun gritted his teeth angrily.

What else can this dog do other than write poetry?

"Tell me, what poem did you write?"

"The little one only remembered a few sentences, all of which described the young girl playing the pipa, which sounded a bit of style."

When the words fell, the man read out the few sentences he had memorized.

After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune.

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

Good!

The man only remembered a few lines that were impressive, but it did not prevent him from getting a glimpse of the wonders of the poem, so some people applauded directly

Wang Jun wanted to say a good fart, but as a scholar, he had to admit that the writing was indeed good.

At least, he couldn't write it.

But a poem, what kind of sincerity can be compared with yourself?

The guy is the best at observing words, and seeing that Wang Junyin was holding back his anger, he hurriedly explained.

"Prince Wang, don't think about it, that girl is not qualified to compete with you."

"What do you mean by that?"

While Wang Jun was happy in his heart, he was also a little more curious.

"Mother Sang said that using poetry to show sincerity is completely to smash the field, so I want to give him something powerful."

"Mother Sang's original words are, invite that one to the building, and then personally hand over the young girl to you in front of him."

"Is that true?" Wang Jun seemed to be dreaming.

"Absolutely." The man hurriedly flattered, "The little one will lead the way, you will understand when you go in and see." ”

"Take it."

Wang Jun was excited, and shook his hand for five taels of silver.

The guy took it, smiled brighter than he saw his father, and bent down to lead the way.

"There is only one road to the flower building, and the guests will not go wrong, and the small one has already brought the words, so he will go to get busy first."

Wang Jun gave a silver reward, but he happened to be seen by another guy, and he was reluctant to invite Chen Mo, and he was even more impatient at the moment.

Chen Mo will not deal with a subordinate, that will only lower his value, anyway, the goal has been achieved.

If someone else takes it away, Chen Mo will definitely not interfere.

But Wang Jun, absolutely not.

It's not just him, as long as it's someone from the Wang family in Qingyang Town, he has to step on it when he encounters it.

After instructing Qin Xianglian to talk to Huang Shulang, Chen Mo got up and walked towards the building.

and Wang Jun, in stark contrast.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion.

"Two sons, please inside."

The guy at the door didn't seem so snobbish, and respectfully invited Chen Mo and Wang Jun in.

Hum!

Wang Jun snorted coldly, looking at Chen Mo with contempt in his eyes.

And Chen Mo didn't even glance at the other party.

The scene after entering the house is even more weird.

Wang Laobustard's gaze always swirled on Wang Jun's body.

As for the untimely death, since Chen Mo entered the door, his eyes have never been removed.

But today's affairs are not something that can be decided by the young.

It can even be said that the more eager Xiao Yao expressed to Chen Mo, the more Sang Lao Bustard wanted to beat the mandarin duck.

Without him, poor!

Who will fool if you make a broken poem?

"Enough of it?"

Finally, the old bustard broke the situation.

And don't give the young man a chance to speak, just get straight to the point.

"Chen Gongzi, it stands to reason that you shouldn't have come in, but considering that the sincerity expressed is too unique, and I know Xiao Xiao, I have a kind heart and let you meet again. Now that I've seen it, please go back. ”

"Mother Sang......" wanted to speak.

"Shut up." Sang Lao Bustard reprimanded, "You have to find out your identity, and in the future, you will follow the prince and serve him wholeheartedly." ”

"Mother Sang, this is a bad statement, it should be said that I respect each other like a guest." Wang Jun said, and did not forget to look at Chen Mo provocatively.

Chen Mo turned a blind eye and just asked Sang Laobustard.

"Sincerity is just a stepping stone, the specific things haven't been discussed yet, so you don't have to jump to conclusions, right?"

"What, you really want to take the young man away?" The old bustard squinted.

"If I don't take it with me, it's another matter, anyway, he doesn't want to take it away."

Chen Mo looked at Wang Jun for the first time.

"What are you to dare to say such a big thing?"

Wang Jun finally found an opportunity to speak, and after scolding, he stood directly next to him.

"It's just mine."

"You're right, what kind of thing are you to dare to say such a big thing?"

Just then, a man walked in through the back door.