"Hey, come on, stick out your tongue..." Chen Mu pursed his dry lips.
As for Li Dai, at the last moment, she gently closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, and opened her lips and teeth slightly.
Leng Buding suddenly came over to meet him, which made Chen Mu frown slightly.
"Pfft, you woman is so boring."
Chen Mu chuckled lightly, but this time he didn't kiss her. He suddenly obeyed him, and Chen Mu knew he had to stop it.
Then he slowly let go, stopped making trouble with Li Dai, and walked forward alone.
As for Li Dai, who had just woken up from a dream, she stood there blankly in the crowd, looking at the figure who was gradually leaving. For a moment, she felt flustered and at a loss.
"noob!"
Li Dai screamed, and when Chen Mu turned his head, this time she took hold of Chen Mu's neck, raised her lips and kissed him gently.
Unlike Chen Mu, this kiss was very light, just touching Chen Mu's lips. But what was even more different was that there was no teasing in it, only affection.
Then he lay in Chen Mu's arms with a blushing face and just said softly.
"You...can't you be gentler to me?"
This is the first time in more than 20 years that he has fallen in love with a man.
Even she herself finds it incredible that there were so many young men from aristocratic families to choose from.
But in the end, he fell in love with the despicable and despicable gangster in front of him.
"Girl...we have only met three times. You won't just...fall in love with me, right?"
As Chen Mu gently pushed him away, Li Dai suddenly woke up: "Could it be that you provoke me again and again just for fun?"
When asked this question, Chen Mu was at a loss for words: "I... aren't you very happy to see you?"
"Crack!"
The next moment, a slap was thrown towards Chen Mu's face, and Li Dai said with tears in her eyes: "You are serious about becoming a disciple!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran away into the crowd.
Looking at this silhouette, Chen Mu seemed to feel that he had done something wrong at this moment, but then he smiled bitterly and shook his head, and still slowly walked forward.
But Zhou Qing, who was in the attic in the distance, saw the whole process with his own eyes.
He is one of the five top talents, and his status is so high, but who would have expected that someone who has been pursuing a woman for several years to no avail will only take ten days to fall into his arms!
What’s more, he was rejected in the end!
Seriously...a great shame and humiliation!
"Haha, it turns out you are Chen Mu. If you wait, you will die without a burial place!" Zhou Qing clenched his fists and said only this.
Besides, Rouge in the other attic was also shocked and speechless for a while.
"I really didn't expect...my husband to be such a good man."
The first game came to an end at noon.
After being rewarded with a total of 20,000 taels of silver, Xiaochan won the first place without any surprise.
For a time, the common people were talking about her endlessly, and she was already the undisputed leader in terms of fame alone.
"Xiaochan, thank you brother-in-law for this great kindness!"
When she returned to Cuihua Building, Xiaochan was already kneeling on the ground and kowtowing her head.
Yanzhi hurriedly helped him up: "Why thank him? He is your brother-in-law. Besides, he will have to rely on you to promote his leg socks business in the future."
"From now on, whenever my brother-in-law needs him, Xiaochan will never say anything."
Chen Mu smiled slightly: "No need to be polite, go upstairs and have a good sleep. We will be competing for the top spot at night."
Xiaochan nodded obediently and then walked upstairs.
It is now the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the sky is getting dark soon.
At night, the riverside that crosses the city, which has been decorated for many days, is really brightly lit.
As night falls, the flow of people increases, and the sounds of hawking and hawking come and go.
But soon, the flow of people was forced to leave a road, and then everyone prostrated and worshiped on the ground, because the current emperor was riding a dragon sedan, coming this way.
It can be seen that during the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, the competition for the leader is just an extension of the activity. The real highlight is the talented literati from all over the world sending poems to the fifty oirans.
In fact, it is a poetry competition among talented people, with poems as rewards and nominations for oirans.
Then one hundred thousand people were selected to choose. As for the rules, everyone had a copper coin in their hand, and they used the copper coin as a vote, and finally the top three were selected.
At the end, the poems collected by the oiran were given to the current emperor and many bachelors to read, and the leader was selected based on the quality of the poems.
The flow of people has been flowing back and forth along the river that crosses the city, and at this time, the fifty oirans who won during the day have already begun to dance their hard-earned dances.
Chen Mu watched all the way. Although he didn't know what kind of dance they were dancing, the impressive curves of these women were really eye-catching.
However, at the next moment, there was a sudden commotion in the distance, located right under the Xiaochan Stage.
But Yan Zhi was sitting on the stage, as quiet as a virgin, gently stroking a guqin, accompanied by bursts of melodious singing that was slightly novel in this world.
The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brush strokes, which are thicker and lighter...
The people in the audience were mesmerized. They were all ordinary people. But now they felt extremely friendly listening to this semi-vernacular and lovingly composed ballad.
"What kind of score is this? It sounds so good."
"The lyrics are easy to understand, but the melody is not cliché. It's great."
"Compared with those complicated lyrics and music, this dance is really like a glimpse."
Soon, more and more common people were attracted to Xiaochan's stage, but most of them didn't know how to invest money at this time. The real competition in the second game was poetry. The common people would also wait for many talented people to finish sending their poems before making a decision.
judge.
Dance music is just a bonus.
But just when Chen Mu was concentrating on how to write a poem for Xiaochan, there was a sudden noise not far away.
At first glance, it seemed like the two of them were arguing over poetry. When they looked up, they saw the woman named Cang Jin.
"The daughter of the Minister of Industry and Commerce has only this literary talent? Don't be embarrassed and send poems to others!"
But I saw a man pointing at a poem on the paper and mocking continuously, and Cang Jin was already blushing at the ridicule.
The poem she wrote was indeed not very good, it was barely mediocre, but when it comes to the sophistication of the poem, it was really rubbish.
"These days, everyone likes to be arty, hey..."
Cang Jin couldn't help but angrily rebuke: "If you weren't allowed to make trouble at Daqing, I would really want to beat you up. Besides, how talented do you think you are? You're just nagging like a bitch here!"
"Haha, no matter how bad it is, it's still better than you. Do you want to compare?"
Cang Jin's face froze slightly. She had been focusing on practicing martial arts since she was a child. If she really talked about fighting poetry, she was really not as good as Lin Wenxin, the son of the imperial historian.
Furthermore, the Minister of Industry and his family were originally members of the civil service, but they were inclined to the military attaché group, so Lin Wenxin also wanted to use this opportunity to humiliate Cang Jin.
The seven-character rhyme poem, written in one go and written in one go, with perfect poetic quality, was instantly produced.
The poetry is not amazing, but compared to Cang Jin's, it is much better.
"Haha, how about it? It's much better than your shitty poem, isn't it?"
Although it has always been said that Wen Wu is the first, it only exists in two poems that are not very different.
For now, anyone with a discerning eye can tell who is strong or weak at a glance, so Cang Jin had no choice but to let himself be ridiculed by Lin Wenxin.
But just at this moment, a male voice suddenly came from behind Cang Jin.