Both pairs were caught perfectly! It can be said to be perfect!
What's more important is that none of them are better than this kid!
Before he could figure it out, he had already figured it out!
No, no, if this continues, Lin Yiqiu will completely lose the limelight today.
They all said that day that they would definitely teach Lin Yiqiu a lesson.
If it's too embarrassing now, then where can they put their literati's face?
Jiang Yihan glanced at him, and soon, the scholar next to him suddenly understood.
"Girl, this pair is too boring and doesn't reflect real talent."
The person who spoke was Yan Beiyun, the son of Jiangnan Ti Xingsi, who usually loved hanging out with Jiang Yihan and others.
He was even more obsessed with these places of fireworks and willow alleys.
After he finished speaking, other literati around him also echoed his words.
"That's right, I'm so bored with pairs, and I don't have any talent to express myself."
"It's better to do some other activities, I'm not interested in this stuff!"
"..."
"Haha, if you say something nice, don't you mean you can't say it right?"
Lin Yiqiu smiled secretly in his heart.
These literati are really shameless.
After hearing this, the maid smiled and said: "Everyone, of course the pairing is just a pastime before the activity."
"My girl knows that you are all great talents, so the following activities will be the real test of your talents and learning."
"But before that, please take a rest for a while. We also have fine wine at Xiangyue Tower waiting for you to taste."
After saying that, the maid stepped back and clapped her hands.
After a while, I saw several more maids appearing, carrying bottles of fine wine in their hands.
Everyone saw this and continued to drink happily, but everyone was waiting for a while for the real start.
No matter what, Lin Yiqiu has to lose face here today!
Otherwise, how can they still hang out after they go out?
After a while, I saw the maid asking a few questions in Miss Ruyan's ear. The latter explained for a while, and the maid nodded repeatedly.
Then I saw Miss Ruyan getting up and walking towards the attic.
"Hey, why is Miss Ruyan gone?"
"Yes, yes! Didn't you agree to the poetry club?"
"If Miss Ruyan is not here, what's the point?"
People have great opinions.
After such a beautiful girl left this place, even her interest was dull.
One of the purposes of their coming here today was to teach Lin Yiqiu a lesson, but the larger purpose was to create some kind of intellectual lie with Miss Ruyan through the poetry meeting.
It is said that one can die under peonies and become a ghost and be romantic. This is exactly what it is.
Seeing this, the maid quickly explained: "Everyone, my girl is just a little tired, so of course the poetry party must start."
"For today's poetry meeting, I will come up with a topic for my girl, and then you will write poems."
"As for the poems I have written, I will give them to my girl. After she has tasted them, she can make a choice!"
"choose?"
A man who had obviously never been to a brothel asked with a confused expression.
The maid smiled and said, "Of course my girl will choose who will spend the night with her!"
"Sure enough! It's really a speculation about AC prices!"
Lin Yiqiu felt a burst of contempt in his heart.
Compared with Yunyu Tower, which is as straightforward as it is, as long as you pay a lot of money, the oiran can play with it as he pleases.
This Xiangyue Tower actually has a lot of elegance and charm.
No wonder so many literati are flocking to it. It can not only show off but also attract women. Why not do it?
Compared to those gold-selling caves that only care about money, this place is obviously more suitable for them!
But at this time, after hearing that they could spend the night with Miss Ruyan, the eyes of the literati suddenly looked strange.
"Let's get started, what are you waiting for!"
"That's right! Let's start! We can't hold our temper any longer!"
There were bursts of noisy shouts.
When the maid heard this, she smiled and said: "Let's start now. This is the Xiangyue Tower. In this case, we will use the moon as the theme. Well, the time is about half an hour."
"You can splash ink as much as you like. After writing it, I will read it to my girl. If she nods after listening to it, it means that she likes this poem."
After saying that, the maid clapped her hands.
Soon, servants placed pens, inks, paper and inkstones on everyone's table.
Seeing this, Jiang Yihan and others naturally smiled.
"That's no problem. We are very good at writing poetry."
As he spoke, he looked at Lin Yiqiu in the distance, with an indescribable arrogance in his eyes.
And just like him, so were Ma Qingming and Shi Dongqing not far away.
This guy is great at making pairs, but he is definitely not as good as them at writing poetry!
At this time, Ruyan above the attic was looking down through the window.
Lin Yiqiu raised his head, and his eyes just met.
When the latter saw Lin Yiqiu's handsome face, his face turned red again.
"Forget it, let's show off a little bit."
Lin Yiqiu smiled.
However, he was not in a hurry to write. Anyway, he still had plenty of time and a lot of inventory in his stomach.
If that's the case, why not let others write about it first? The legacy left by our ancestors' thousands of years of culture can kill them instantly!
Time passes minute by minute.
Half an hour is actually a long time. After all, these literati have real talents and learning.
In less than half the time, someone had already written the poem, then picked up the paper and handed it to the maid with confidence.
After the maid got them, she hung them one by one on the wooden shelf, waiting to be judged together later.
"Brother Jiang! You are indeed a great talent! This poem is extremely well written!"
"Hahaha, Brother Yan is joking. Compared to Brother Yan's poems, I am just a child."
"Brother Lin, yours is also very good!"
"..."
Soon I heard a chorus of compliments coming from the seats.
Jiang Yihan and Yan Beiyun are considered the most famous among these literati, so there are many people who flatter them.
But they are indeed not simple. Some people even stop writing directly after reading them and cannot continue writing.
Not far away, Shi Dongqing and Ma Qingming were still thinking hard, their expressions seemed to be full of energy.
After writing a song, the latter seemed to feel bad about it and tore up the paper directly!
"Get another one!"
Ma Qingming didn't even raise his head.
The maid glanced at her, and the servant next to her immediately handed over another piece of rice paper.
Ma Qingming continues to splash ink and the brush does not stop!
"The time has come! Please stop writing!"
Half an hour later, the maid spoke softly.
At this moment, everything stopped whether it was finished or not.
Jiang Yihan and others were naturally very confident and felt that they already had a chance to win.
Many other literati seemed not to be satisfied with what they had written, but when the time came, they had no choice but to give up.
But at this moment, the maid suddenly turned her head and looked at Lin Yiqiu who was not far away.
"Sir, I have been paying attention to you for a long time. Why have you been so slow to write?" This chapter has been completed!