He wanted to step on Gou Zhizhi and establish himself as a famous person, but Ji Xinyao would not agree.
Kong Youli's face suddenly looked like blue iron, extremely ugly.
Ji Xinyao found the wine glass, placed it in front of Kong Youli, and said calmly, "Thank you for the hospitality."
No matter how bad his face was now, Kong Youli had to pretend that nothing happened and poured wine for everyone. The desire to win against Ji Xinyao in his heart became stronger and stronger with the accumulated dissatisfaction.
"Then I'll go first." Gou Zhizhi was afraid that she wouldn't be able to remember too much, so she started talking first, "Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed."
Then, Shi Song, Ye Kaiyang and Song Lucun also wrote Hanhua's poems respectively, putting pressure on Shi Yin.
He was just about to make a simple calculation when he heard Ji Xinyao speak.
"I remember that when our director Shi was in college, he scored very high in the ancient literature class. The first award-winning work in college was about the renaissance of Chinese culture. He should also know something about Feihua Order."
Shi Yin is already arrogant, and Ji Xinyao's compliments are all placed in front of him. If he doesn't show off, is he still a human being?
"Although I may not be as good as Professor Kong, I still know a lot about it." He pinched his throat and continued as if he was carefully choosing, "Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the cold food and the east wind keep the willows from falling."
He strictly followed the words "feihua" in the seven words, and did not take any advantage.
At this time, Kong Youli was not aware of the danger yet and continued calmly, "The flying flower eaves are decorated with sandalwood and are as strong as mani beads."
Ji Xinyao followed up while eating the food, "The villa is full of flowers and flowers on the east side of the garden, and the imperial banquet is red with flying flowers."
After five or six rounds of this, Kong Youli realized that something was wrong.
There are only so many seven-character poems with flying flowers. If he was the only one to say it, Kong Youli felt it would be easy. But all three people said that there should be no repetitions, which meant that the number of poems Kong Youli could say was reduced, but he was the only one in the rules.
A person must say seven words with the word Feihua. Shi Yin and Ji Xinyao can retreat at any time if they can't remember. He is the only one who is being tricked.
She remembered that Kong Youli was stupid, so she deliberately wanted to push him into a corner to give this mission a head start.
In this way, by the twenty-third round, Gou Zhizhi had already drank eight glasses of wine. Shi Yin completely gave up on the high standards and strict requirements and began to make up the numbers with poems with only flower characters. Only Kong Youli and Ji Xinyao were still fighting hard.
Finally, in the twenty-fifth round, Kong Youli could no longer hold on and drank a glass of wine.
Everyone present was shocked, feeling a sense of joy that pulled Kong Youli off the altar, and clapped happily.
Next, there is the second cup, the third cup...
Kong Youli was obviously too drunk and soon became dizzy. Only Ji Xinyao had not touched a drop of alcohol until now.
I don't know how many rounds passed, but Ji Xinyao knew no more poems containing flying flowers, so she had to pick up one sentence casually, "The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, and the spring breeze is blowing the threshold and the dew is thick."
Upon hearing this, Kong Youli, who was already drunk, suddenly burst out of his accumulated emotions.
He stood up unsteadily and laughed, "Ji Xinyao, can't you even think of it?"
Kong Youli was waiting for this moment to mock her.
Ji Xinyao shook her head, "It's not that I didn't expect it, it's just that it's gone."
"How is it possible?" Kong Youli rubbed his forehead, trying to find the fish that had slipped through the net, "Fengcheng is full of cold and flowers are blooming, and spring is always limited every year."
"Professor Kong, you are drunk and confused. This is Yu Lou Chun, a poem by Yan Jidao, not a seven-character poem."
If Kong Youli had been sober, he would never have made such a stupid mistake.
He frowned, looked at Ji Xinyao with cloudy eyes, and continued unconvinced, "Since it's gone, let's talk about something else. Yun Xiang's clothes and flowers Xinyao's face... Why don't we just talk about Taibai's poems."
"Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems about drinking wine. I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you until tomorrow. I have other things to do."
After drinking and eating, Ji Xinyao also stood up, preparing to put away the dishes and go to the kitchen to wash them.
Kong Youli suddenly bypassed everyone, walked quickly to Ji Xinyao, and grabbed her hand.
"I can wait for you."
[Kong Youli: Stupidity +2%, total mission progress: 2%]
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"Professor Kong, you are trying too hard, my hand will hurt."
After she finished speaking, before Kong Youli had time to react, he was pulled away by Song Lucun who stood up.
The audience was shocked.
[I have never seen Professor Kong look so glum.]
[Mr. Song was very manly just now, no one praised him? 】
[It’s true that the tiger is not at home and the monkey is the king. If Jingxue was here, this scene would never have happened.]
[Are the fans in front of you trying to trick Ji Jingxue? The main character is overbearing and the fans are overbearing as well. It’s best not to return to this crappy show.]
[Ouch, we’re burning bridges so quickly. Without Jingxue, would anyone watch this crappy show like yours? The real owner of your family didn’t know which haunted house he was beaten in.]
In the video, Shi Song and Gou Zhizhi saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and they also put away the dishes. Each of them took Ji Xinyao's arm and said to her, "Let's go to the kitchen."
Ji Xinyao glanced at the men at the table, cleared her throat and said, "With so much food for everyone to eat together, are we the only three to clean it up? Shouldn't the men also do something about it?"
Shi Yin put it aside immediately, "I don't know how. You didn't say you wanted to wash the dishes when you asked me to come over to eat."
Ye Kaiyang smiled warmly, "I'll do it. It's really embarrassing to just eat and do nothing."
Shi Yin was immediately angry, "You surnamed Ye, why are you pretending to be a good person now? That's not what you said when you just cheated me of the compressed biscuits."
"I did it to protect Jingxue. Who knows what strange things you would do if you took Jingxue's shampoo."
The two quarreled, but Kong Youli stood up unsteadily and walked to the kitchen on his own initiative. Ji Xinyao had just put the dishes to the sink, but was pushed out by Kong Youli.
"Do whatever you have to do in advance, don't waste time. Today I must have a good talk with you about Taibai's poem."
Ji Xinyao was shocked by how proactive and self-conscious he was, but thinking about it carefully, Kong Youli was stupid, so everything seemed to be okay.
The crowd gradually dispersed. Ji Xinyao returned to the room, took a pen and paper, and wrote down how to cook the Chinese medicine she prepared for Song Lucun. Song Lucun asked Ji Xinyao some key information, took a small pot and went to the kitchen.
After a while, Kong Youli cleaned up the dining room and kitchen and staggered to Ji Xinyao's side.
"Wait for me for a while. I'm going to make some kudzu to sober myself up. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll say the wrong thing again and make you laugh."
"Okay." Ji Xinyao was a little helpless, but she didn't hate discussing these matters with people who understood, so she patiently waited for Kong Youli.
Kong Youli took some independent small packages of tea and returned to the living room. He brewed a pack of kudzu sobering up for himself and a pack of longan and red date tea for Ji Xinyao. Ji Xinyao was a little surprised. She just noticed that Kong Youli had tidied up the kitchen very quickly.
She was clean, but she didn't expect that he would be so considerate and considerate of her.