The young man was also calm and comfortable under the attention of so many people, and his expression was a little indifferent.

His hair color is dark and his eyes are pitch black, and he wears a well-cut black coat, which makes his skin whiter, and the collision of solid colors looks a little extravagant.

He was born with a large skeleton with wide shoulders and a thin waist, and at this time he was wearing a coat with a particularly outstanding demeanor, especially with a deep and handsome face, and a dozen warm halos on the side, which softened the overly sharp edge.

Qi Youmian heard unknown tourists passing by, and whispered to his companions if it was a town star invited by the ancient city.

When they knew that this was an activity to guess the lantern riddle to win the lantern, some people didn't believe it, "We also guessed it in the front stall before, you see that he is so easy to see, didn't he memorize the answer in advance, and the ancient city invited him to come over to fill the scene?" ”

The people around were also in a trance when they were asked like this.

With the figure of the teenager and the speed of answering the question, it is not impossible.

After all, before they could react to the faster and faster speed of the questioner's speech, and were about to ponder the puzzle carefully, the young man had already said the answer in a light tone.

"But you see the guy who made the question, his hand holding the question card is shaking, and there is sweat on his forehead, which doesn't look like it's pretending." Doubts have been raised.

And they all looked at him as he spoke. Sure enough, Yan Yan was still smiling and comforting the questioner of the failed challenger, and at this moment his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, because Wen Jiulan's speed of answering the question was too fast, and his words were concise, and for a while, it seemed that only his voice was dry reading the question, and his voice was a little dumb.

And because the speed of changing the question sheet was too fast, his hand holding the microphone was a little tired and a little shaky.

"If that's true, this guy is too good." A challenger who had just failed sighed heartily.

Although the onlookers around him did not speak, their faces were all amazed.

Qi Youmian stood quietly in the crowd, taking all the conversations into his ears, the pear vortex at the corner of his lips was secretly exposed, and there was a different kind of pride and sweetness surging in his heart.

- Wen Jiulan has always been so good. Therefore, she also wants him to be so worshiped all the time.

The author of the question had a dry throat, and on a winter night, the thick shirt was soaked with sweat behind his back.

In the last 30 levels, he finally couldn't hold on, hugged his fists and said forgiveness, and replaced him with a different person.

And the new person on the stage also looked grim, so he almost rolled up his sleeves and told others that he was ready for a fight.

On the other hand, the teenager who answered the question did not hesitate at all when answering the question, and his eyelids were half-closed at this time, as if he was waiting for a bored look.

The end is full of confidence and hatred.

The audience hated for a while, "I had such a good brain when I was young......"

It's just a weak tail note that doesn't sound so convincing.

The new questioner was in full swing, I don't know if I got any mention, and pretended to shout, hugged his fists and said a series of words, his voice was loud and full of energy, which attracted tourists walking around.

——Attracted to see Wen Jiulan kill the Quartet.

The person who wrote the question was full of energy and had a loud voice, but the teenager who answered the question was unhurried and spoke slowly.

There was almost no pause between the two of them when they asked and answered, and the whole process was airtight.

The onlookers below were also excited, unconsciously clenched their fists, and their whole bodies were secretly exerting force.

And it wasn't until the questioner suddenly turned around, picked up the mallet on the table and raised his arm, and struck the big drum behind him heavily, making a dull sound that everyone reacted - one hundred and eight questions had already been passed.

And the teenager on the stage not only answered one hundred and eight questions, but also the whole process was extremely smooth, without a little stuck.

- Oh, there is still a pause, the only pause is because of a different questioner.

Everyone was in an uproar, and there was a lot of noise for a while, and even the voice of the questioner holding the microphone on the stage could hardly be suppressed.

"Is that really it?"

"That's one hundred and eight questions, and I didn't even finish the Chinese teacher just now, how could this young man answer them so easily?"

"The ancient city lantern festival has such a finale lantern every year, no one has taken it for so many years, but I didn't expect to win this year!"

The person who wrote the question was extremely enthusiastic, and after the staff took down the white rabbit lantern hanging high on the top, accompanied by the passionate music, it was sent to Wen Jiulan.

"Congratulations, you are the only one who has won one hundred and eight questions and won the lanterns since the Lantern Festival in our ancient city was held for five years.

Wen Jiulan took the handle of the lantern and said thank you.

"Don't say it, you look really handsome, tall and have a good figure, you really don't want to go up and ask for WeChat?"

Qi Youmian's ears moved, and he subconsciously turned his eyes to look at the two girls who were standing behind him "whispering" and conspiring.

The two of them also realized that their voices were a little louder, but they were not stage frightened, and smiled at Qi Youmian in a friendly manner.

"Okay, don't fool around day by day, look at the lantern he wanted, it's so cute, most of it is because his girlfriend likes it and goes up to answer the question."

"What if it's his own liking?"

"Shhhh

Qi Youmian was originally full of eyes, and he thought that Wen Jiulan's high-spirited appearance on the stage was very good-looking.

At this time, listening to the conversation between the two people behind him, for some reason, he became a little flustered, and reached out and pinched the tips of his ears that were so thin that they would be hot from time to time.

When she heard the last sentence, she looked up.

The young man didn't take the stairs on the side of the stage, his slender and white hands held the thin handle, his movements stretched and brisk, and he jumped off the stage directly with his long legs.

It's a little bit of urgency that the mature and steady man inadvertently revealed.

Everyone was looking at him.

Look at the delicate lantern in his hand, look at his indifferent expression, and look at the direction he is about to go.

And in Wen Jiulan's eyes, there was only one little girl standing obediently and looking at her with a smile in her eyes.

And, firmly and without hesitation, he walked towards her.