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Chapter 21 Holding the Hand

Chapter 21 Holding Hands

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

Pan Yu looked in the mirror and adjusted her hair crown, and said: "I don't know, that Cai Feng is really extraordinary. Tomorrow's test will be three questions, each person will answer one question, and finally draw lots to choose one question. If I am the one, she will definitely lose.

.If she comes out, it will be difficult for me to deal with her."

"Then you told Li Siming that you would definitely win."

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

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

The day passed by in a blink of an eye. On this day, there was a sea of ​​people surrounding the West Lake, but they were just waiting for a result. They could not see the real competition. Because the venue was on a boat in the middle of the lake, except for a few core people

Besides, it’s expensive to get on this boat.

Of course Xu Xian, a young genius from Jingtian Academy, can board the boat for free. The three-story boat is not as crowded as expected. After all, it is not for ordinary people. Just like the Spring Festival in the previous life, we can squeeze in as many people as we like.

We can only accept it. Xu Xian has calculated that if just a boatload of people sinks, most of the wealthy families in Hangzhou will be killed. Basically, it will have the effect of narrowing the gap between the rich and the poor.

It was already evening, and the atmosphere in the hall was stagnant. Under the spotlight, there were only two people. They had competed twice before, and it was indeed a close fight. The questions they had prepared were all answered by the other party. Only the remaining two people were left.

The final battle of Dingding.

Draw lots.

"Master Pan, please invite me first!" Caifeng said with a smile, not even the slightest bit nervous. 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, grabbed it casually, and handed it to the signing officer next to him without looking at it.

"The lottery is empty, Miss Caifeng poses the question, and Mr. Pan Yu answers 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 in unison.

On the other hand, 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 relieved. It seemed that the Red Sleeve Academy was finally going to be ruined. But when he turned around, he saw a faint smile on the corner of Yin Hongxiu's eyes, and he secretly cried out.

As expected, I saw the colorful phoenix chanting: "

A piece of paper, the lotus blossom period in Xiaotang in June, how much affectionate dew is stained. The hibiscus is like a face, who cares about it? I look into the mirror and straighten my blue hair.

Two machines, beside the pond, green willows are spread all over the branches, and thousands of catkins are blown away by the wind. The soul is floating thousands of miles away, knowing who to rely on together, 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. Silk baskets are sent from far away, adding old memories and gloomy new words.

Four machines, koi carp swimming in the deep blue water, but making waves towards people. Throwing it among the flowers, hoping that people will know, who can say that the heart is crazy.

There are five machines, thousands of flowers covering the pedestals, and people sleeping among the flowers. The ground is paved with red flowers, brocade silk is gently pulled, and delicate hand-woven.

Six planes, green peaks and green ridges are woven with clouds, and the silver flowing in the stream becomes a waterfall. The youthful spirit, the zhongli period, and the mountains and rivers are all included in the poem.

Seven machines, lightly dressed in red makeup, concentrating on thinking, weaving clouds and holding flowers in hands. A dream comes to life, there is no ladder in the end, but the fragrance remains but there is hope.

Eight machines, mandarin ducks weave the clear water stream, hand in hand with the Prime Minister and weep together. The fine ripples and patterns, once played with the flowers, how can they be separated from each other.

Nine pieces of loom, plain hand-picked white Luo Yi, and weaving red embroidery on the inside. The icing on the cake, the lingering sunset, the silken silk of lovesickness."

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

Although the Ci style is booming in the world, 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, at first glance, are carefully crafted, and they are by no means comparable. Moreover,

Singing is all about women's concerns, how can a man be right, let alone win over it? But what happens is that the most basic things are considered. Even if it is a bit tricky, who can say that it is not.

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.

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

Unknowingly, most of the incense was burned, and Pan Yu had several countermeasures, but they were all difficult to defeat. He reluctantly responded, so he might as well just admit defeat. It was just a loss, and losing to a woman really didn't sound good.

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. He took out a paper talisman and his thoughts depended on you. It was exactly what he said before.

The invisibility charm made by life.

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

I was overjoyed, it really worked. I walked around the crowd gently, walked up to Pan Yu, and cheated in front of everyone. Even Xu Xian felt very excited.

At this moment, Pan Yu was standing in front of the table, concentrating on thinking, and did not notice the approach of an invisible person at all. The invisibility talisman also has the effect of astringing the breath. Xu Xian was afraid that others would overhear, so he pressed Pan Yu's ears as close as possible, using a thin mosquito-napping

The voice said: "Hello, Mingyu."

Pan Yu was shocked, 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 was just that the hot air exhaled from Xu Xian's mouth was spitting into his ear holes, which made him feel a little itchy.

.

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 fit in his hand. It was as soft as boneless and as white as jade.

The two of them were very close, Xu Xian's hot breath was blowing against his face, and his ears and temples were rubbing together. 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 watchful eyes of everyone, it was even more intense.

It's a different kind of charming.

Xu Xian thought for a while and then started to write. Pan Yu was very good at martial arts and knew how to listen best. As soon as Xu Xian's hand moved, she immediately followed the move of the pen, and it was as if she had written it by herself. Xu Xian's character and Pan Yu's

The spirit and charm are integrated into one, seamless.

Pan Yu followed Xu Xian's hand and slowly wrote, "There is no more joy in life than at this time. The victory or defeat of this competition has long been ignored, and even she has disappeared. As long as she follows his hand and writes, no matter what the result is,

He had 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 filled with words. The person behind him had long since disappeared, and he felt a sense of loss. But he immediately collected his emotions and handed over what he had done to

Caifeng in front of her said: "Does this poem satisfy the girl?"

Caifeng finally took a look, 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. 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 planes, passers-by are hesitant to immediately move. 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 the romantic young man in front of her, and there were only a few numbers, including the woman in the poem. Before my eyes, all the shyness and sweetness entered my heart. This young master Ruyu can be regarded as a man of gold and jade, but also a man of gold and jade.

"Three machines, Wu silkworms have grown old and fledglings. After the east wind banquet in Changzhou Garden, Qingxiu urged me to take advantage of it. The palace maids and palace maids want to change into dance clothes." This is not a beautiful country, but just an ordinary Weaver Girl, but Women always have the same thoughts.

"Four machines, a husky voice with a frown hidden behind it. Weaving lotus seeds back and forth, the flowers are easy to twist, the worry is difficult to control, and the pulse is as messy as silk." Li Siming clasped his hands in surprise, this time victory is expected.

"Five machines, woven with horizontal stripes, are Shen Lang's poems. No one understands the central sentence, which does not express sorrow or haggard, but only conveys lovesickness." Although it was written by Pan Yu, she was stunned when she heard it. "No one understands the central sentence", but can he understand this heart and feeling? Or should he "just express his love" on his own.

"The six machines were all playing with flowers. There were even two butterflies among the flowers. They stopped for a while and watched it alone in the shadow of the window for a long time." Li Siming finally couldn't help but praise: "It's a good one 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. They are separated from each other. How can they be together again? With eight looms, do you know which poem it is? Weaving together a desolate scene. I read it line by line, I am speechless, I can't bear to think about it 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 place was silent whether they were reading or not. Savor the artistic conception in this word.

Caifeng's voice broke the silence, "Young Master really understands your daughter's thoughts. It is fresh and elegant, and leaves you with a lingering fragrance after reading it. However, Caifeng lost this time. As long as I can get this word, I will have no regrets if I lose ten more times."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the field relaxed. Everyone knew that this year's first snow trial was over. Li Siming wiped a cold sweat. If he lost in this game, it would be a joke. If he won, it would be a good talk. Okay. I finally won, and kept smiling.

Then someone said a few words as a summary, and everyone finished eating and drinking.

The two protagonists of this first snow trial are of course the stars at the moment. There are countless people who want to talk to Pan Yu, a wealthy young man. And there are countless people who want to redeem Caifeng. But they are destined to be together tonight. Returned disappointed.

Caifeng rejected the obvious hints from several people, keeping her eyes on Pan Yu, shining with a strange brilliance. The few people who were fighting openly and secretly could only look at each other and smile bitterly, "If they want to continue the eternal legend of this talented man and beautiful woman, we... You can't get involved with worldly things." They all know very well who Pan Zhang is and who Pan Yu is. If he is really just a talented man, how can he make these wolves, tigers and leopards retreat? There are also some wealthy young men who don't know the heights of the world. She still came to pester her, but Caifeng had already resigned.

The person she had been looking at never turned back to look at her, but looked around as if looking for something in the crowd. Only when their eyes met inadvertently did a very gentle smile come to him, but he immediately turned his head away and then disappeared.

among the crowd.

At this moment, Pan Yu and Xu Xian were together, waiting for the ship to dock and then found a small path to leave. Xu Xian talked excitedly on the quiet and deserted path, talking about his invisibility charm today and Pan Yu's extraordinary performance, but the people around him

People just remained silent.

As I walked, I thought, what should I say? Thank him for helping me, and he would definitely say you’re welcome! If you praise him for doing a good job, he would definitely say that he was taught by a Taoist priest who passed by. If he said that his invisibility talisman is very powerful, he would definitely

He admits it carelessly that he is very powerful.

No, I don’t want to say anything, I just want to hug him, want to lean into his arms, want...but it will scare him, so I can only go on like this. Pan Yu suddenly chanted loudly: "The center sentence

No one understands me, so I don’t express my sorrow and hatred, I don’t express my haggardness, I just express my longing for you.”

Xu Xian scratched his head, wondering what happened to Pan Yu suddenly. Pan Yu suddenly grabbed Xu Xian's hand, and Xu Xian coughed twice, "That, this, I said, hey, forget it." Xu Xian finally succumbed to Pan Yu's lustful power.

Suddenly I remembered an article in my previous life, which seemed to be how glass was made. I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, and there was a surge of heat in my chest, and I said with emotion: "It seems like the Chinese New Year is almost here."

Pan Yu pursed her lips and smiled and said, "Yes, I'm going home too." Her home is in Beijing, and she came to Hangzhou just to study.
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