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"No blame, no blame, how can we blame the Moon Girl. ”

Nangong Yue said with a flattering face, you must know that since the day the girl called the moon came to the Star Picking Tower, she had never seen a guest alone, even if someone offered 10,000 top-grade spirit crystals, she couldn't impress her.

But today, she took the initiative to come to their box, what an honor, if you say it, they will also have a lot of face.

"Yes, it's our honor to call the moon girl to come, how can I blame the girl!" Dongfang Yubai also said enthusiastically.

As for the other gentlemen, they couldn't help but step forward one after another to offer their courtesy, but Song Yan sat in place and didn't move, because he knew that this summoning the moon might be for him.

After some greetings, Nangong Yue and the others very warmly invited Zhaoyue to sit down, and ordered someone to remove the banquet just now and change the table again.

"This cup, little girl to all sons!"

After the banquet was served, Zhaoyue raised his glass to everyone.

"The Moon Girl is polite!"

"Yes, Girl Moon, please!"

Next, this dry gentleman can be said to have used all his skills to curry favor with Summon, but the other party has been smiling, unable to figure out her true thoughts.

In order to attract the attention of the girl who called the moon, Dongfang Yubai's heart suddenly moved, and she said loudly: "Miss the moon, I wrote a poem before I went down, and I asked the girl to taste one or two!"

Suddenly, the eyes of the girl who called the moon lit up slightly, and she looked at Dongfang Yubai: "Dongfang Gongzi, please." ”

Being stared at by the girl who called the moon like this, Dongfang Yubai felt that the bones in her whole body were crispy, and then read out the song "Spring Thoughts".

After reading it, Dongfang Yubai couldn't help but ask, "What does Miss Calling the Moon think?"

The girl who called the moon nodded: "This poem by Dongfang Gongzi is very well written, describing the woman's thoughts like silk, it is a rare good poem." ”

Receiving the praise of the moon girl, Dongfang Yubai's face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

And Nangong Yue and the others looked at Dongfang Yubai with envy and jealousy, and even secretly scolded this guy for being shameless, obviously it was a poem written by Song Yan for him, but he used it to please the girl who called the moon.

The matter of writing the poem had already been explained in the box before, so Nangong Yue and others knew that this "Spring Thought" was written by Song Yan.

Feeling everyone's envious and jealous eyes, Dongfang Yubai looked at Song Yan with a little weakness while being proud, and Song Yan smiled at him disappreciatively, anyway, this poem was also plagiarized by him, Dongfang Yubai wanted to use it, he naturally had no opinion.

And the girl who called the moon saw the scene of the two making eye contact.

He knew Nangong Yue Dongfang Yubai very well, how could he write such a good poem at the level of Dongfang Yubai, so she had long been suspicious, when she saw the eye contact between the two, she was almost sure that this poem was written by Song Yan.

Seeing that Dongfang Yubai wrote poems to win the favor of the girl who called the moon, Nangong Yue and others all wrote poems, but unfortunately their water products were really limited, not so much poetry, but limerick poems.

"Everyone has written it, why don't Song Gongzi write it too?" The girl who called the moon looked at Song Yan with a smile, and for a while, everyone's eyes fell on Song Yan's body.

At the same time, he was also a little worried, if Song Yan wrote another good poem, wouldn't it suppress them all.

Song Yan smiled and shook his head: "Where can I write poetry, I won't be ugly." ”

"Where does Song Gongzi not know how to write, do you look down on the little woman?" A sad look appeared on the beautiful face of the girl who called the moon, and Nangong Yue and the others were quite distressed when they saw it.

"Brother Song, since Miss Zhaoyue is looking forward to it, you might as well write one!" Nangong Yue begged.

"Yes, Brother Song, don't hide it! Your level, we don't know it!" Dongfang Yubai didn't want to see the girl who called the moon sad, even if Song Yan stole the limelight, he wanted him to write a poem.

Then, several other gentlemen all spoke and asked Song Yan to write a poem.

"In that case, I'll try. Song Yan said helplessly, and then lowered his head and thought, which one should be copied?

After a while, Song Yan raised his head.

"Brother Song, but you have it?" asked Nangong Yuemu expectantly.

Song Yan nodded, and then chanted softly:

You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

In just one opening, everyone present felt a sense of pride rushing to their faces, and the eyes of the girl who called the moon flashed with great surprise and surprise.

Song Yan continued:

You don't see Gao Tang Mingjing's sad white hair, like green silk and twilight like snow.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

As soon as this sentence came out, it was written in the hearts of Nangong Yue and others, they were all mixed eating and waiting for death, on the surface, everyone was polite to them, but in fact, many people looked down on them.

But the sentence that life must be happy makes them feel that they regard Song Yan as a confidant, if they are not afraid of breaking this atmosphere, they all want to applaud.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

As soon as this sentence came out, Nangong Yue and the others' faces changed, revealing a thoughtful look.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Nangong Yue, Brother Yubai: Will toast, don't stop the glass.

"What?"

When the two heard that Song Yan actually wrote their names into the poem, they both felt a rush of blood from their chests, as if they were about to erupt, but they still held back, but their faces turned red for a while, and they were all excited.

Since it can't be applauded, then it's always time to drink, Nangong Yue and Dongfang Yubai both felt arrogant, and directly picked up the wine jug and poured it into their mouths, don't stop the cup, if you don't get drunk today, I'm sorry for Brother Song's poem.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you.

After Song Yan completely read out the next verses in one breath, he found that everyone present was looking at him dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Song Yan couldn't help but say secretly: Is it too much to pretend?

"Song Gongzi, what's the name of this poem?" Zhao Yue stared at him with bright eyes, and asked softly, his eyes full of appreciation, surprise, and a little shock.

"Will enter the wine!" Song Yan said the name of the poem softly.

"Brother Song, your poem has been written to my heart, come, let's drink this pot. Nangong Yue handed over a pot of wine.

"Let's do it together!" said Song Yan with a smile.

"Good!"

Everyone drank the jug of wine in one go, and then looked at each other and laughed.

The girl who called the moon suddenly said to Song Yan with a longing in her eyes: "Song Gongzi, the little girl doesn't know if she has the honor to compose music for this poem?"

"I can't ask for it!" Song Yan nodded with a smile.

"Thank you Song Gongzi for your success. ”

The girl who called the moon smiled sweetly at Song Yan, then took out a guqin and began to compose music for Jiang Jinjiu, her musical attainments were very high, and it only took a quarter of an hour to compose the music.

[Author's digression]: The third update has been completed