The singing is melodious and the dancing is slow.

Although Han Sanqian and Pangolin were sitting on one side at this time, because of being isolated, it seemed that they were wearing shoes and sitting in a corner.

However, these two guys don't take these seriously at all.

As the wine and food came up, the pangolin, who was already a little uncomfortable, looked at Han Sanqian Lake eating and drinking, and the pangolin also made up their minds. Who was thirsty and hungry when traveling to the desert all day?!

As these two guys swept wildly, the corresponding elegant singing and dancing, the competition between them cannot be said to be out of place, and it can be said to be a big shame.

Seeing these two guys like this, a group of young men shook their heads disdainful, some of which were exaggerated, and even showed a manifestation of disgust.

What a beautiful and elegant place, why do these two trash that are so amazing? The country bumpkin is indeed a country bumpkin.

As the dance was over, the singers slowly retreated, and the songs at this time also entered slowly and beautifully like streams.

The whole hall was relatively peaceful, relaxed and comfortable.

"Just now I have already learned the poems of wine and poetry, and Mr. Yuan is obviously a little better. Next, there is a couplet."

"My lady gave the question, and all the young masters met."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman slowly spoke up again: "The meaning of a wandering child."

"The sunset is my wish to return to my son." A young man smiled relaxedly.

"Okay!" Everyone applauded.

"Aoyama is not old, she grows white for the snow."

"The green water is not turbulent, but it sways for the wind"

"good!"

There were cheers again, and the woman started to ask questions again, and the young men responded one after another. For a moment, the whole hall was filled with voices of mowen, and the cheers were endless.

"Do you feel like you're visiting that courtyard?" Pangolin asked mutteringly while stuffing a chicken in his mouth.

"You guy, you can't block your mouth even if you have so many things." Han Sanqian shook his head helplessly: "Isn't this good? You can eat, drink, and listen to music. Sometimes you can listen to people chant poetry, right?"

"Hey, then again, Han Sanqian, you, in terms of force, are absolutely awesome, and one of the people I admire, but if you want to talk about literary fighting, you must not be able to do it?" Pangolin laughed, and after saying that, it seemed that his thoughts were awesome, and he couldn't help but say secretly: "Otherwise, I wouldn't sit with me in this lake and eat and drink, like a fool."

Han Sanqian smiled gently, and then drank a glass of wine slightly.

At this time, the couplets in the hall also evolved from the initial simple question to the direction of quatrain.

"The moon is full and the moon is waxing, the moon is waxing, the moon is full, every year, every evening, day and night, the sun is seen at the end of the night!"

As soon as this sentence was released, a group of literati looked at each other in an instant, not knowing how to answer.

A few seconds ago, many people had been holding it in for a long time. Now, it is getting harder and harder for the couple, and it has already made many people sweat. How could they feel as leisurely as before?

"This sentence is so difficult." The pangolin touched his chin and couldn't help but frown and whispered.

Han Sanqian nodded, it was indeed a bit difficult.

"You can't be sorry, right?" Pangolin looked at Han Sanqian's appearance and couldn't help but say, "So I said, you can completely suppress me with force, but when it comes to literature, hehe, you and I are all right."

"Is eating so much chicken just so confident?" Han Sanqian laughed softly.

"Damn, don't show off. Just this kind of couple, are you right? Tsk, you and me, that's all, the crow laughs at Pig Black, you don't think so." The pangolin muttered disdainfully.

Han Sanqian smiled slightly and after confirming that there was no one around, he put his chopsticks slightly: "Don't say I'll hit you, listen, the flowers bloom and fall, the flowers fall, the flowers bloom, summer, autumn and autumn, the summer and the summer and the cold, and the spring will come after the severe winter."

"Full moon and flowers bloom" The two pangolins counted their fingers while muttering. After a long time, he suddenly looked up and looked at Han Sanqian, as if he had seen a ghost: "Damn, Han Sanqian, you fucking"

The neatness of the couplet and the perfection of the couplet can only be described in one word, which is absolutely amazing.
Chapter completed!