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Volume 2: A Dream about Hua Xu Chapter 16: Holding Hands

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    "Can we really win?" Xu Xian asked curiously.

    Pan Yu looked in the mirror and straightened her hair crown, and said: "I don't know, that Caifeng is indeed extraordinary. Tomorrow's test will be three questions, one for each person, and finally one question will be drawn by lot. If I were the one to answer, she would definitely lose.  . If she comes out, it will be difficult for me to deal with her."

    "Then you tell Li Siming that you will definitely win."

    "He just came here to ask for comfort, so I'll just comfort him."

    Xu Xian laughed and said, "You are so kind."

    One day passed by in a blink of an eye. On this day, there was a sea of ??people around the West Lake, but they were just waiting for a result. They could not see the real competition.  Because the venue is on a boat in the middle of the lake, except for a few core people, it costs a sky-high price to board the boat.

    Xu Xian, a young talent from Jingtian Academy, can of course board the boat for free. The three-story boat is not as crowded with people as expected.  After all, it is not for ordinary people. Just like in the previous life, when we held a Spring Festival travel rush, we could squeeze in as many people as we wanted, and we could only live with it.  Xu Xian had calculated that if just one boat of people sank, most of the wealthy families in Hangzhou would be killed.  Basically, it can have the effect of narrowing the gap between rich and poor.

    It was already evening, and the atmosphere in the hall was stagnant. Under the spotlight, there were only two people.  The two competitions just now turned out to be a close fight, and all the difficult questions prepared by each were answered by the other party.  Only the final battle of Dingding remains.

    Draw lots.

    "Mr. Pan, please invite me first!" Caifeng said with a smile. She was not nervous at all. Her calm and generous attitude made many people present want to kiss her, not to mention her peerless talent and beauty.

    Pan Yu was not polite. He grabbed it without looking and handed it to the signing officer next to him.

    "The lottery is empty, Miss Caifeng will ask the question, and Mr. Pan Yu will answer the question." The lottery official read out loudly.  Everyone couldn't help but let out a sigh. Although they tried their best to lower their voices, there was still a commotion at the same time.

    But Pan Yu still smiled calmly, not feeling disappointed at all.

    Caifeng smiled slightly and said: "For this last question, let's ask Mr. Pan to answer the lyrics!" As soon as these words came out, many people breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. They were all scholars, playing with poems and lyrics.  Housekeeping skills.

    Li Siming also felt at ease. It seemed that the Red Sleeve Academy was finally going to be ruined. But when he turned around, he saw a faint smile on Yin Hongxiu's eyes, and he secretly cried out.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????? Colorful Phoenix chanted in a charming voice: "

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????: The lotus blooms in Xiaotang in June, are full of sentimental dew.  Hibiscus is like a face, who cares about it? Look into the mirror and straighten your hair.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The green willows beside the pond are full of flying branches, and the wind blows away thousands of catkins.  My soul is flying thousands of miles away, I know who will support me, and I can hear the flute playing in the spring.

    Three planes, a row of egrets roosting towards the south, red clouds filling the sky competing for the brilliant glow.  The silk basket is sent far away, adding old memories and adding new words to the mood.

    "Four machines, koi carps swim deep in the clear water, but they make waves towards people.  Throwing it among the flowers, I also hope that people will know it, who can say that I am crazy.

    There are five machines, thousands of flowers are all over the ground, and people are sleeping among the flowers.  The ground is paved with red flowers, brocade silk is gently held, and the silk is hand-woven.

    ?? Six machines, green peaks and green ridges are accompanied by clouds, and the silver flowing in the stream becomes a waterfall.  Youthful spirit, Zhongli period, landscapes are all included in poetry.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????? A floating dream, there is no ladder in the end, but the fragrance remains but there is a period.

    With eight machines, the mandarin ducks weaved the Qingshui River and handed it over to the Prime Minister to weep together.  The fine ripples and patterns once played with the flowers, but how can they be separated from each other?

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????.  The icing on the cake, lingering in front of the setting sun, the silken silk of lovesickness.  "

    After chanting, he said: "This is exactly the word, please correct it."

    Although the style of poetry is booming at that time, it still does not have the same status as poetry, because it is mostly sung in brothels and Chu palaces, and is often criticized as inferior.  These nine poems are, at first glance, meticulously crafted and by no means comparable.  Moreover, singing is all about women's concerns. How can a man deal with it, let alone overcome it?  But it happened to test the most basic things. Even though it was a bit tricky, who can say that it was wrong.

    Pan Yu was also puzzled for a moment, just pacing back and forth. In the hall of 100 people, a needle could be heard, and the only sound was her pacing, one after another.

    The incense has been burned, and the smoke is curling up.

    Before he knew it, most of the incense had been burned, and Pan Yu had several countermeasures, but they were all difficult to overcome. It was better to give in than to accept defeat reluctantly.  It's okay to just lose. It doesn't sound good to lose to a woman.

    Xu Xian looked anxious and made up his mind. He took a few steps back. Seeing that everyone was watching the competition in the hall attentively, he retreated to a deserted place.  Take out a paper talisman and your mind will depend on you.  It's the invisibility charm I made a few days ago.

    Xu Xian thought for a moment, and the paper talisman stuck to his body without glue.

    ?I was very happy, it really worked.  Gently walking around the crowd and walking to Pan Yu, cheating in front of everyone, even Xu Xian felt very excited.

    Pan Yu was standing in front of the table and thinking intently at the moment, completely unaware of the approach of an invisible man. The invisibility charm also had the effect of condensing the breath.  Xu Xian was afraid of being overheard, so he pressed Pan Yu's ear as close as possible and said in a weak voice, "Hey, Mingyu."

    Pan Yu was startled, but after all, he had an extraordinary skill in cultivating qi, and what he heard was a very familiar voice, so he stood there calmly.  It's just that the hot breath exhaled from Xu Xian's mouth felt a little itchy when it was spit into the piercing of his ears.

    Qingluan looked a little confused, as if he heard something.

    Xu Xian originally wanted to tell her, but now he could only say: "Pick up the pen."

    Pan Yu immediately picked up the pen, and everyone immediately focused their attention on her. No one saw the person behind her.

    Xu Xian held her hand, which was just one size smaller than his own and could be held in his hand.  Soft as if there were no bones, white as jade.

    The two of them were very close, Xu Xian's hot breath was on his face, and his ears and temples were rubbing against each other. Xu Xian didn't feel it yet, but Pan Yu felt that her body was a little soft, and her ears were already red.  And under the public gaze, she is even more charming.

    Xu Xian thought for a moment and began to write.  Pan Yu's martial arts skills were excellent, and she was the best at listening. As soon as Xu Xian's hand moved, she immediately followed the calligraphy, and it was as if she had written it herself. Xu Xian's character and Pan Yu's charm were integrated into one, seamless.

    Pan Yu followed Xu Xian's hand and wrote slowly, "There is no more joy in life than at this time. The victory or defeat of this competition has long been ignored. Even she has disappeared. As long as she follows his handwriting, no matter what the result is,  There are no regrets.  It wasn't until Xu Xian put down his pen that he suddenly came back to his senses and saw that the white paper in front of him was already full of words.  The person behind him had already disappeared, and he felt a sense of loss.  But he immediately calmed down and handed over what he had done to Caifeng in front of him.  Said: "Does this poem satisfy the girl?"

    Caifeng took a look at the result, and after receiving the signal from others, she read aloud:

    "A machine is used to pick mulberry trees and try on spring clothes. The wind is clear and the sun is warm and languid. On the peach blossom branches, the orioles are singing, refusing to let people go home." Yin Hongxiu felt relieved after hearing this sentence. Although this sentence is fresh, it is too  If it's too ordinary, if it can't beat Caifeng's words, it will be considered a failure.

    "Two machines, passers-by are reluctant to immediately take action. I can't bear to pay lightly, so I look back and smile, and go back among the flowers, just for fear of being known by the flowers." Caifeng glanced at Mr. Fengliu in front of him, and there were only a few numbers in the words.  The woman is right in front of me, her shyness and sweetness enter my heart.  This Ruyu Gongzi can be regarded as the golden jade in addition to the golden jade in the middle.

    "Three machines, Wu silkworms are old and young. After the east wind banquet in Changzhou Garden, Qingxiu is urging them to take advantage of it. The palace maids and palace maids need to change into dance clothes." It is not a charming country, but just an ordinary Weaver Girl, but  A woman's thoughts are always the same.

    "There are four machines, and there is a frown in the hoarse voice. Weaving lotus seeds back and forth, the flowers are easy to twist, the worry is difficult to sort out, and the pulse is as messy as silk." Li Siming clasped his hands in surprise, and this victory is expected.

    "Five machines, woven with horizontal lines, are Shen Lang's poems. No one understands the central sentence, which does not express sorrow or haggard, but only conveys lovesickness." Although Pan Yu wrote it, she was stunned when she heard it.  "No one understands the central sentence." Can he understand this heart and feeling?  I still have to 'just send my love' by myself.

    "Six machines, all playing with flowers. There are even two butterflies among the flowers. They stopped for a while and watched alone in the shadow of the window for a long time." Li Siming finally couldn't help but praise: "It's good to watch alone for a long time.  "

    "With seven looms, the mandarin ducks hesitate to weave. They are afraid of being lightly cut and separated into two places. After a separation and hatred, how can they be together again? With eight looms, do you know which poem it is? Weave into a desolate scene.  Meaning, I read it line by line, I am speechless and can't bear to think more. Nine machines, double flowers, double leaves and double branches. Since ancient times, there have been many farewells. From beginning to end, it ties my heart with a thread. "

    Caifeng paused and read the remaining three chapters in one breath. The whole place was silent. Li Siming was already beaming with joy. Yin Hongxiu frowned, but in the end he could only sigh.  Everyone in the audience was silently savoring the artistic conception of this word, whether they were speaking or not.
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