The silent appearance of the Flowing Moon Boy made the hearts of the people in the pavilion and the people outside the pavilion follow.

Lin Yue'er was a little curious, isn't that Fei Qiuping's poem very good?

At the same time, Fei Qiuping and Li Cuier, who were sitting opposite, both thought in their hearts, could it be that the person opposite Huayixuan was good at writing poems?

Just when everyone was thinking about it, the Flowing Moon Boy smiled slightly, and the charming smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

He said lightly: "I didn't expect to get such a good poem in the first competition today, it just opened my eyes." As he spoke, his eyes looked at Fei Qiuping.

This surprised everyone, didn't he seem to be telling everyone that the person who wrote poetry well was the representative of the Su family?

Liuyue Gongzi completely ignored the reactions of other people, and said leisurely: "The pavilion is like a boat in the water, and the night rain is chaotic. Lotus Yexiao saw that Yuan was not wet, but he suspected that he had misheard the five watches. ”

After reading a lotus poem, many people present were stunned.

People outside also passed on the poems one by one, and many talented and beautiful people were secretly tasting poems.

"Yes, good poetry, good poetry!"

"It's a 'Lotus Yexiao sees that Yuan is not wet, but he suspects that he misheard the five watches'! Good poetry! ”

"Well, that's good!"

"I didn't expect the Su family to have such a talent!"

......

For a moment, the outside of the pavilion was boiling.

Seeing this, Li Cui'er's eyes and face were full of pride, as if the person who wrote the poem was herself.

And Fei Qiuping, who had been nervous at the beginning, finally relaxed after hearing the comments of outsiders.

Even Liuyue Gongzi said that it was a good poem, so he must not lose this game, right?

Thinking so, Fei Qiuping casually glanced at the other side.

Lin Yue'er raised her eyebrows curiously, this Liuyue, is it really a trap for the Su family?

Liuyue Gongzi looked at everyone's reactions, suddenly laughed, and reached out to put another piece of paper on it: "Hehe......" The laughter was not loud, and he couldn't tell what the emotion was.

"Let's listen to the poems of Flower Art Pavilion again." The lotus leaf is five inches of lotus flowers, and the waves do not hinder the painting boat. When it comes to the scented wind in April and May, it can also cover the waist of the beauty'" After reading it, the young man of Liuyue raised his eyes to look at Lin Yue'er, thinking that Sister Yue'er would really surprise herself.

Such a good poem is really rare.

Those people outside originally thought that Fei Qiuping's poem was already good, but when they heard the second poem, they were even more excited.

The favorite of talented and beautiful people is poetry and songs, and now I have listened to two good poems in a row, and the scene is suddenly lively.

"It's a good time to be in the right place, good poetry, good poetry!"

"Lotus Jiao, beautiful waist, tsk, good, good."

"Hua Yixuan is really talented, such a talented girl, I don't know if it's the girl of that family?"

"Naturally, naturally, she can write such a good poem, she is really a talented woman."

"Well, good poetry!"

......

At this time, the voices outside came and went, and the praise continued.

Lin Yue'er's face froze, and she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

said that she borrowed the verses of her predecessors, which already made her feel bad.

But if she really wants her to compose poems by someone who has traveled through time, it is simply impossible!

Lin Yue'er listened to the sounds of various praises, and suddenly felt that her cheeks were red.

Zhulu and Hefeng, who were standing beside her, also looked around with a happy face, as if the poem was composed by their own master, and they both felt like they had a lot of face.

On the other side, Li Cuier, who had not been proud for a long time, suddenly changed her face when she heard this.

She didn't expect that the other party could also make such a poem.

Although she didn't move, she knew from the words of those people outside, and this poem was naturally not bad.

Li Cui'er's face turned blue at this time, and she was indignant in her heart.

After Fei Qiuping savored the poem, her eyes glanced over Lin Yue'er, and she thought to herself, it is really a mountain that is higher than a mountain.

The person on the other side does write good poetry.

At this time, Fei Qiuping didn't have much disgust, and she still admired the person opposite.

I don't know whose woman is so talented.

Liuyue Gongzi listened to the surrounding voices and said with a light smile: "This Gongzi thinks that these two poems are good. I wonder if you have any objections? His words fell to the ground, and there was a sudden silence underneath.

Everyone tasted the two poems again, and they all nodded secretly.

Both poems are good, and, not off-topic, both are excellent verses.

Jiang Mengqing didn't know whether the poems were good or not, but because she knew Lin Yue'er, she instinctively leaned towards Lin Yue'er's side.

When she heard that Liuyue Gongzi actually said that it was all good, she suddenly became a little nervous.

This Liuyue, why don't you help your own people.

Own.

Even she didn't realize that she had pulled Lin Yue'er to her side in her heart.

Jiang Mengqing looked around, secretly pulled the sleeve of Liuyue Gongzi, and signaled him with his eyes not to talk nonsense.

Liuyue Gongzi raised his eyebrows amusedly, looking at Jiang Mengqing with a nervous face, with a doting look in his eyes.

This girl is so nervous Sister Yue'er.

Thinking of this, the Flowing Moon Boy didn't feel funny.

Who was in a hurry to come when he heard that he was looking for a woman?

Who came to someone else's house in the first place to see each other's demeanor without hindrance?

At this time, I was so nervous about others, it wasn't like the same person before!

Of course, these Flowing Moon Sons will only think about it, and he won't say it.

This girl is the most thin-skinned, don't look at her simple dress, and she looks like a chivalrous woman, but in fact, she is just a little girl.

For the evaluation of the Flowing Moon Child, no one will have any objections.

Liuyue Gongzi glanced around, and made the final decision: "This first game, a draw." ”

A draw, many people feel the same way.

Both poems are very good, and I really can't tell the difference between the top and the bottom.

Lin Yue'er nodded slightly, this result was similar to what she thought.

It's just that behind this......

When Li Cuier on the opposite side heard the draw, her eyes suddenly burst into flames, but she couldn't attack, so she could only grab the tea on the table and drink it cup after cup.

As if this would calm his anger.

Presumably Li Cui'er and Fei Qiuping are much calmer.

She looked at the appearance of the Flowing Moon Prince, and then glanced at the two pieces of paper he had placed on the table at random, and there was no fluctuation in her heart.

Willing to gamble and lose, the person opposite does make good poetry.

At this time, in the pavilion, in addition to Li Cuier, there was also Jiang Mengqing.

She was also annoyed, but the object of her annoyance was the Flowing Moon Child.

This flowing month, how can it be considered a draw?

Isn't Lin Yue'er's chances of winning a little smaller?

I saw that the two of them knew each other so well at the beginning, why didn't they know how to help now?

Jiang Mengqing was so angry that he used his hand holding the sword to hit the hilt of the sword against Liuyue Gongzi, and asked him with his eyes how he could count it as a draw.

The Flowing Moon Boy didn't know what she was thinking, so he secretly patted the back of her hand funny, to show that she shouldn't be nervous.

Rao is like this, Jiang Mengqing is still a little angry.

Both of them had small movements, so naturally they didn't attract the attention of others.

Just after the round, a number of children outside immediately stepped forward with trays and delivered things to each table.

On the delicate white jade-colored plate, there was a pile of white things, and it was like a fairyland.