The best peach blossom brew was indiscriminately knocked over by the literati who were not strong enough to drink, and there were a little ripples along the ink platform, they always preferred the West Building, but they were greedy for the piano workshop, and they were proud of their high spirits, which was just a joke.

- Mo Qiqi

The reason why the reputation of the West Building is so loud is not only because of the peach blossom brewing, but also because of the triennial brewing conference. It's just to hang up a gimmick and earn some fame, and the drinks and dishes are free. People in the world, whether they have real talent or not, are good at taking a look at the world and seeing the world.

Some people come here, some people are purely gluttonous, some people intend to show their style, and some people want to find a lover. The girl in the piano workshop is also looking forward to this day day and night, whether she can fly on the branch and become a phoenix, on this day.

If it is said that the earliest wine cooking conference was three or five like-minded people, drinking tea and chanting poetry, then now it is people with ambitions, bold and eloquent.

"Giggles, all of you are here early. "Yin Honghong put together the fox fur today, with the half-exposed fragrant shoulders, and the eyes that hooked the dead and did not pay for their lives, Rao is a literati who is proud of himself and high, and it is difficult to do it like water. Only one of them never looked at her, or even looked up.

Holding the stove in her arms, she walked to the corner step by step, and called softly, "Young Master Mo." ”

The crisp voice was changed to others who were afraid that half of the body had already been numb, but the man turned around, his face was bearded, his eyes were like cows, his mouth was like a bowl, and his body was like a cylinder.

Everyone was shocked, they thought it was a tiger and wolf, but they never thought it was?

Poof.

One of them couldn't hold back his laughter, and there was a second, and a third, and then they burst into laughter.

Yin Honghong didn't laugh, after all, the two have known each other for a long time.

Mo Qiqi with a good handwriting, became famous at a young age, known as the saint of the world, many young talents have also been admired for a long time, and the rivers and lakes are also known as today's "first talented woman", not for anything else, but this name is really inspiring.

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and the world only knows the sage, but some people have seen his appearance. Not to mention knowing that he also has a nickname - addict.

Yin Honghongben was a little interested in this rumored "first talented woman", but when she saw the rumored Shengmo Gongzi for the first time, she couldn't help laughing.

"Mo Gongzi, the little woman wants to introduce someone to you. ”

"I don't see!" Mo Qiqi looked at the thick ink on the good rice paper, this is a failure, an absolute failure, and he refused without thinking.

Mo Qiqi is a stubborn temper, but Yin Honghong is not an ordinary person, she sat sideways on the desk, "But the little woman feels that his handwriting is better than yours?"

Before he finished speaking, someone's ears pricked up, and he still spoke softly, "You let him come!" The appearance that was extremely inconsistent with his voice, the voice was as thin as a mosquito. Mo Qiqi felt aggrieved in his heart, if it weren't for that kind of thing, he wouldn't have come.

"Good. ”

Yin Honghong changed her posture, and the dignified literati stretched their necks, eager to see the scenery under this skirt.