Mei Niang smiled, "Don't say it, Luo, you young ladies also have to take off the veil, wearing the veil is just for the sake of fairness, and please wait a while." ”

Luo Wei nodded, stopped speaking, and retreated to his position under the gaze of everyone.

Wen Zhu tilted his head slightly, but it turned out that Luo was sitting behind him, Luo ignored everyone's attention, poured himself a drink, the action was extremely graceful, the people who watched it were not envious, and their gestures were so pleasing to the eye.

Mei Niang coughed lightly, waited for everyone's attention to return to herself, and said: "The battle for 'Beautiful' has officially begun, the first than poetry, and please write a poem in a stick of incense, in order to show fairness, there is no need for a title, just indicate the table number." Later, it will be sent to the opposite high platform for the evaluation of talents, and the best will be asked to read in public. ”

Wen Zhu's eyes narrowed into a slit, and his heart was a little undecided, whether to be out of the limelight, although he didn't love ancient poetry, there were a few familiar ones, just take out one, I believe it is enough to surprise the four, what is the use of only taking this false name? hesitated, but remembered all the insults and ridicules just now, and let you see and understand.

After Mei Niang ordered the maid to light the incense, Wen Zhu thought about it for a while, and a poem that he usually liked came to mind.

Mei Niang did it herself, collected the beautiful works one by one, and ordered a smart-looking Tsing Yi maid next to her to send them to the opposite side.

Next, it's more than the kung fu of playing. Mei Niang ordered someone to put a Jiaowei guqin in the hall, and if you have the heart to try it, you can go up and play it.

Wen Zhu thought that this kind of kung fu was inconvenient to fake, so he sat on the side as an audience with peace of mind, watching the ladies show you and I appeared, some of the bullets were excellent, and they won bursts of applause, and the ones that played were also bad, and the girls listened patiently.

The performances of the ladies are getting better, and after each song, another song is played for a long time, leaving enough room for everyone to reminisce.

Wen Zhu looked left and right at his two younger sisters and asked softly, "Why don't you go and perform?" ”

Wen Ju snorted coldly from her nose: "The piano is for self-cultivation rather than entertaining." ”

Wen Xiaomei smiled embarrassedly: "The little sister doesn't understand the piano." ”

Wait until a girl in yellow clothes plays, first clean her hands, and then burn incense, the end is to do enough posture, wearing a veil to see the face, the hands are really extraordinary, green jade hands, nails are very neat, ten fingers slender, dexterous abnormal, flying on the strings of a residual image, the sound of the piano is turbulent, such as spring water dingdong, such as rain hitting plantains, such as waterfalls flowing straight down, such as the sea of rivers, obviously just music, but people have a sense of pleasing to the eye.

After playing, the audience was silent, and the sound of chattering sounded for a long time, Wenzhu touched his heart, and was moved inexplicably, the ancient mountains and rivers are nothing more than that. It seems that if there is no accident, this girl in yellow will take the head of this piano.

When no one appeared on the stage, it happened that the little maid who sent the poem turned around, whispered, Mei Niang couldn't help nodding, happy eyebrows, and ordered the maids to return the poem to the ladies, and said with a smile: "This time, there is a talented girl with outstanding literary talents, who has made the talents on the opposite side bow their heads and automatically admit defeat in the poem." Speaking of which, Mei Niang deliberately sold Guan Zi and stopped.

Everyone was in an uproar, looking left and right, their faces were full of pride, and they stabilized the high platform opposite, and everyone felt that they had a very long face, and they had consciously written a good heart, and they were even more impatient and urged Mei Niang to announce the name of the talented girl as soon as possible.

Mei Niang looked around, raised her slender jade fingers, and said, "It's the Miss Wen family of the Nine Tables who took this Wen Kui." ”

Wen Zhu learned from everyone to show a surprised look, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, and Mei Niang looked at Wen Zhu and said: "I also ask Miss Wen to read the poem in public, and let all the talented women taste it together." ”

Wen Zhu pretended to be reserved, and repeatedly shirked, Fang picked up the poem, cleared his throat, and recited word by word: "Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian." As soon as I finished reading a sentence, there was no sound in my ears.

“… This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. In order to match this last verse, Wenzhu also sighed lightly, as if infinitely melancholy knotted in his chest.

Looking up, Wen Zhu was stunned, and did not find an expression of excitement and envy, but a face of surprise with a wide open mouth.

The girl in yellow who had just played the piano the best stood up suddenly: "This is obviously a classic work of Li Shangyin, everyone in the previous dynasty, you, you are plagiarizing!" The girl was so agitated that her face was flushed and her chest was rising and falling.

Wen Zhu was stunned, Li Shangyin? Looking at the girl in yellow again, I couldn't help but think, so small, really small, how to fluctuate or washboard.

For a while, the crowd was excited, and the cultivation of the ladies finally came to an end, and they were overjoyed and sorrowful, and some people used plagiarism to fill the number, and the talents on the opposite side must have seen it, so they chose this one to humiliate the women.

The women all thought that Wenzhu had caused everyone to lose face in this poetry comparison. Wen Zhu's face was blue and red alternately, the thieves were both stolen, indisputable, and secretly annoyed in his heart, they did it on purpose, they must have done it on purpose, and they actually hated the talents on the opposite platform in their hearts.

In the midst of all the different opinions, it was the girl in the yellow dress who took the lead in raising her right arm and shouted: "Blast this liar out!" Wen Zhu stared at her and cursed hatefully in his heart, you are a washboard, your mother is a washboard, your daughter is also a washboard, and your whole family is a washboard.

The shouting of the girl in the yellow dress was like a light in the darkness to guide everyone's direction, and the caliber of everyone was unified and converged into an irresistible wave: "Boom out, boom out!" ”

Those who have bad patience have come over to push and push, and in the pulling, the veil on Wen Zhu's face that was not firm suddenly fell off, and in the dim light, I saw Wen Zhu's face full of black spots, like a ghost, and all the women around her gasped, and Qi Qi took a step back, and no one noticed that a look of disappointment flashed in Luo's eyes.

Wen Zhu's ugliness made everyone's emotions even higher, and they didn't think that this was the stupid behavior of the ugly girl to gain attention, it was really unforgivable, and one after another disdainful eyes shot at Wen Zhu.

Wen Zhu is a human being in two lives, and he can't help sweating like rain, like a sharp edge on his back, he has never done anything bad in his past life and this life, this time, he is indeed wrong, let's go, one person does things one person, apologize, if there are still people who are indomitable, let you know, I am not a good class.

Gritting his teeth and straightening his spine, Wenzhu was about to speak,

"Zheng—"

A crisp piano sound resounded through the sky, and everyone was stunned, and the piano sound rang out one after another.