"Sister Yuying, don't pretend, no one in the entire Huai'an Mansion doesn't know that Yang Wenyan and Yang Gongzi are very obsessed with you, and he will definitely not let go of this good opportunity this time."

"That's it, that's it, but our Yuying is not only beautiful, but also very gentle, Yang Wenyan and Yang Gongzi are blessed."

"Hehe, Yang Wenyan and Yang Gongzi are not bad, he is handsome and talented, and he is also the prefect's ......"

There is a female smile, and the words are only half-reached, because everyone present knows what kind of identity Yang Wenyan and Yang Gongzi have, and their eyes at Zhang Yuying became envious.

"Sister Yuying and Yang Gongzi are simply golden boys and girls, talented and beautiful, a destined pair, if I meet a lover like Yang Gongzi in the future, how good it would be!" , there are also women with fists on their chests, and their eyes are full of yearning for beautiful love.

Zhang Yuying shook her head with a wry smile, and just as she was about to say something, the old bustard walked in with a stack of papers.

"Mom!"

The girls panicked and stood up one after another.

The old bustard glanced at the audience, and only smiled after seeing Zhang Yuying: "Yuying, you are also here, so I don't need to call you." ”

"Mom", Zhang Yuying put her hands on her waist and made a blessing.

The old bustard waved his hand absently, the more he looked at Zhang Yuying, the more he loved it, Zhang Yuying was the top brand of their red mansion, and she was also the first oiran in Huai'an Mansion.

It is precisely because of her existence that Yihong Mansion has become the largest green building in Huai'an Mansion in one fell swoop!

"Come on, girls, take some Mid-Autumn Festival words, and be sure to choose the first name among them."

The old bustard beckoned the girls to divide the Mid-Autumn Festival poem in her hand.

With business to do, the girls began to read the poems in their hands with a serious face, sometimes shaking their heads, sometimes snorting their heads.

"Huh? This Mid-Autumn Festival lyrics are very good. ”

At this time, a girl suddenly screamed, which immediately attracted many onlookers.

The level of these talents is uneven, and the poems they make are of course the same, for the girls who have read countless poems, most of them can only be called average, and there are few eye-catching poems.

Therefore, once there are amazing poems, it is enough for them to give up the plain poems in their hands to watch.

"This poem is really well written, and it can be regarded as the best in the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Which boy wrote this?"

"Let me see...... Oh, it turned out to be He Chang and He Gongzi, no wonder. ”

"Such Mid-Autumn Festival words, even Yang Wenyan Gongzi can't write them, right?"

"In this way, it should be He Changgongzi who won the first place in this Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference, which is really unexpected."

"Not necessarily, you guys come and see."

"Shhh...... The word...... This usage, this is simply amazing! ”

"It's worthy of Yang Wenyan's son, I thought he couldn't write a better Mid-Autumn Festival speech than He Chang's son, but I didn't expect it to be ......"

"As soon as this word comes out, I'm afraid the title of the first genius in Huai'an Mansion will be replaced."

"Sister Yuying, you can also come and take a look at Yang Wenyan's masterpiece...... Hey, what's wrong with you, Sister Yuying. ”

The girl's exclamation made the girls' eyes move from Yang Wenyan's Mid-Autumn Festival words to Zhang Yuying's body.

At this moment, Zhang Yuying's face was extremely solemn and unsmiling.

"Rainwarbler, what's wrong with you?"

The old bustard couldn't help but look at Zhang Yuying with some concern, this is their first treasure in the Red Mansion, and there must be no accidents.

Zhang Yuying ignored the bustard, took a deep breath, and then an extremely serious and emotional voice slowly sounded in the room.

Water tune song head. When is the bright moon?

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable.

Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

Putting down the rice paper in her hand, Zhang Yuying looked at the sky in the distance through the window, although it was daytime and there was no moon, but in her eyes, there was a full moon hanging in the sky at the moment, and a crystal tear couldn't help but fall quietly, but no one noticed it......

Quiet, not ordinary quiet, everyone present was stupid, immersed in Zhang Yuying's reading, even if it was over, it seemed to be still lingering in their ears.

Long...... Long......

The girls came back to their senses, looked at each other and found the shock in each other's eyes! They are not Xiao Daoqi, so they naturally understand what this word means.

This poem is enough to stir up earth-shattering waves in the literary world, and it is enough to make many students afraid and dare not put pen to paper, like the Mid-Autumn Festival written by Yang Wenyan and He Chang, who are not even qualified to lift their shoes.

This is definitely a Mid-Autumn Festival song that has been famous for thousands of years and is difficult to surpass!!

The eyes of many girls looking at the rice paper in Zhang Yuying's hand couldn't help but become hot, and finally one person couldn't help it, followed by the second person, and then the third person...... The room suddenly became noisy.

"Sister Yuying, show me."

"Xiaolian, you are still young, what do you know, Yuying hurry up, show me."

"Show me!"

"Show me!"

......

"Quiet, what a noise! What kind of system does it be, so that the guests see you like this, is there any business to do? ", the old bustard scolded loudly.

Don't look at the old bustard in front of Xiao Daoqi, the majesty here is still quite sufficient, which suddenly made the girls quiet.

The girls were quiet, but a pair of wolf-like eyes were still staring at the rice paper in Zhang Yuying's hand.

At this time, the old bustard said, "Rainwarbler, show me." ”

Although Zhang Yuying was reluctant in her heart, she had to hand it to the old bustard.

As soon as the bustard took the rice paper, he was immediately attracted, this word ......

After more than thirty breaths, the old bustard raised his head and said with praise: "This son is really a genius!" ”

She has been a bustard for so many years, and she has read countless excellent poems, but she has never been so shocking as she is today.

"Mom, what's the name of this son?"

Zhang Yuying asked a little impatiently, she had been indulging in the words and sentences in the rice paper just now, but she forgot to read the payment.

As soon as these words came out, the girls pricked up their ears, and they were really curious about which son had such a great talent to write such a masterpiece.

The old bustard lowered his head slightly, and quickly raised it again, full of suspicion: "Li Anyi? Which son is it? ”

"Li Anyi?" , Zhang Yuying muttered to herself, her good-looking face was dazed.

Looking at the girls again, it is also a vast expanse.

"Li Anyi, which son is this? Is there such a son in Huai'an Mansion? ”

"Hey, Mom, this paper doesn't seem to be the same as other papers?" Suddenly, a girl wondered.

Dingqing took a look and found that it was really different from other papers, and this paper seemed to be more expensive than other papers.

'Smack'.

The old bustard slapped his head in the surprise of the girls: "Oh, why did I forget, I specially gave this paper to that Xiao Gongzi." ”

"Young Master Xiao? That strange young man who never called a girl, just listened to music and watched the play? But it is clearly written on it that Li Anyi and Li Gongzi", the girls were even more puzzled.

"Li Anyi must be the son brought by Xiao Gongzi."

The old bustard guessed, and then looked at Zhang Yuying: "Yuying, you go and prepare first, and I'll take Li Gongzi to see you later." ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Yuying nodded her head, and her heart was full of anticipation for the first time.