Who Pulled My Wool [Sword Three]

When he saw the first question, Su Yan had already relaxed, it was familiar to him!Thirty questions are all choices, some give the first sentence and choose the next sentence, some give the full text and choose the author or title.It's not too difficult for Su Yan, the main reason is that time is a bit tight, on average... six seconds for one question!Basically a quick glance at the questions and options and you have to choose the answer.

At this moment, Wei Zizhou came in handy. Su Yan looked back from the front, and Wei Zizhou looked forward from the back. The cooperation of the two can achieve the effect of "one plus one is greater than two".

Three minutes passed in a blink of an eye. Su Wei had just finished the last question. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the host say "It's time", and the interface went black instantly.

Su Yan's heart began to fluctuate again. Those questions just now should be correct if there is no accident, but it is difficult to guarantee that one or two of them are wrong... He looked at the nearby groups of contestants, and almost all of them were correct. Some are expressionless, and some are whispering in low voices. I feel that they should all answer well?

Wei Zizhou's face was nonchalant, he didn't make much contribution in this battle, mainly Su Yan did it, winning or losing is the same for him, the only thing that is somewhat related, may be that he can't drink the wine in the fourth ring, it is said that it is very tasty!

"The five groups that advanced are - the second, third, fourth, seventh and tenth groups!"

"Ahhh-"

"yeah!"

"awesome--"

The groups that had obtained the qualification for promotion all showed joy, and everyone below screamed. Su Yan found Ren Yuan and the others in the crowd at a glance, but there was no surprise on their faces.A small test of poetry, how can we stump our great talent of Su!

In the subsequent impromptu poetry test, the five advanced groups competed, and Su Yan got the plum among the three friends of Suihan, and the genre of the poem was not limited.Su Yan is familiar with the five-character verses, after thinking for a while, he picked up a pen and ink, and wrote it on the spread rice paper.

Wei Zizhou is not very good at composing poems, his attention is all on Su Yan's hand, the hand holding the brush is white and slender, with well-defined joints.

In this second impromptu poetry competition, in order to be closer to the tradition, the officials prepared pens, inks, papers and inkstones instead of modern papers and pens.

Su Yan's hand holding the brush was very strong, and he wrote the brush neatly, with a strong stroke, showing the demeanor of a writer.Let's not talk about the quality of the poems, just talking about the beautiful brush calligraphy can kill most people in seconds.

Su Yan wrote very slowly, his eyes were firmly locked on the paper, Wei Zizhou's eyes gradually moved up from his hands to his face.

Those eyes were as clear as a spring, reflecting the snow-white rice paper and the circles of smudged ink color on the paper, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses hung on the bridge of his nose.Fair and delicate skin, without the slightest blemish on the face.The small and ruddy lips are like freshly picked strawberries with a few drops of dew in the morning. They are sweet and attractive, making people want to take a bite. The taste must be very sweet...

Wei Zizhou licked his lips, collected himself, and drove away the messy thoughts in his head. I actually connected Su Yan's lips with his favorite strawberry? !Probably because I haven't eaten for a long time...

"The time is up, please leave the field first, the results will be announced after the next ten matches."

Su Yan's timing was just right, and the host's voice sounded just after he finished writing the last word. He put down the pen, and Wei Zizhou beside him gave him a gentle smile. The two of them left the stage and sat back to their original positions.

The next competition went on very quickly. Since participation is voluntary, everyone can choose the ones they are interested in from these six items, and of course they can participate in all or none.Only those who sign up for all six items will have the chance to compete for the final prize.Su Yan and Wei Zizhou adhered to the concept of "participation is the most important thing" and both signed up. Ren Yuan and the others only signed up for the last three shows, and they were really not interested in poetry, calligraphy, and painting.

With Su Yan's poetry level, there is no suspense to advance. The second "book test" is a competition of Chinese knowledge and historical literacy. Naturally, Su Yan, a liberal arts student, cannot fail.In the third "painting test", Wei Zizhou showed his skills. When he was in elementary school, his mother who loved Chinese painting sent him to a Chinese painting class run by a well-known senior in the painting industry. He was "tortured" for three years and finally went to the In junior high school, I stopped studying.

However, the foundation laid in the past three years is good, Wei Zizhou has not forgotten it until now, and it is not a problem to draw a picture casually.

At the end of the first three games, Su and Wei lived up to expectations, ranking first in the first game, second and third were slightly worse, fourth and fifth.Next came the wine pairing session that Wei Zizhou had been looking forward to for a long time.

The name of the wine is Peach Blossom Wine, and its style is similar to the Qushui Liucup at the Lanting Party, except that it is not a flowing teacup, but a peach blossom branch.Several people participating in the competition sat around one place, and the luthier was playing the piano, starting with one person, passing the peach blossom branch to his next family in a clockwise direction, and the next person continued to pass it on. Whoever is there will recite a poem related to peach blossoms.The requirements cannot be repeated, and the word peach must be included in the sentence.The time is half a minute, and if you can't say it, you will be punished with alcohol. After three glasses of wine, no matter whether you are drunk or not, you will be eliminated.Similarly, the top five advanced.

Su Yan and his group have an idea in their hearts, is this more about drinking? !It is clearly a poetry competition in the cloak of "comparing wine"!

After the host finished reading the rules, he left the field, leaving room for the contestants.

The piano sound "Zheng" sounded, and the first person holding the peach branch hurriedly passed it on to his next family, just like throwing away a hot potato.The sound of the zither rang unhurriedly, like a gurgling spring water, slowly wading through everyone's hearts, but at this moment, no one had the time to listen to the zither, and everyone was concentrating on watching the peach blossom branch, lest it fall in front of them .

Su Yan was also very nervous, although he had already prepared a bunch of poems related to peach blossoms, it should be no problem to last seven or eight rounds.

Finally, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly when the peach blossom branch reached Ren Yuan's hands. Ren Yuan had a black thread, why was he the first one? !

But Bai Yuxin let out a "puchi" laugh, looking at the glazed wine glass handed to her and the Yuqiong fine wine contained in it, she suddenly felt a little greedy.As if she was fascinated by her mind, she stretched out her hand, picked up the wine glass, ignored everyone who was stunned, and drank it down...

"The water in Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep, not as good as Wang Lun's gift to me." Ren Yuan uttered this poem like a "monk chanting scriptures". Seeing Bai Yuxin holding up the wine glass and drinking it down in one gulp, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to his senses , "What the hell? Yuxin, why did you drink it?!! Where's the referee? This game doesn't count, I've already read a poem!"

"Oh, there are two more chances, what's the matter? Anyway, sooner or later..." Bai Yuxin looked indifferent.

"Then is this cup still worth it?" Ren Yuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

"As long as you drink the wine." The young lady who was holding the wine glass replied with a smile.

"Okay." Ren Yuan sighed, that's the only way to go,

Anyway, with the little ink in their stomachs, it is basically impossible to make it to the end.

The clanging sound of the zither sounded again, this time it was a faster-paced zither piece, such as horseshoes trampling, sand and stones flying, and the speed of people passing peach blossoms was also much faster than before.This time, the sound of the piano stopped when the peach branch reached the hands of Su and Wei.

"The beauty of the peach is shining brightly. The son returns home, suitable for his family." The girl in the white dress said loudly, looking affectionately at the boy in the suit next to her.Talented and beautiful, it is very pleasing to watch.

After going back and forth like this, the player who played the piano was very skilled, and almost every time he stopped, the peach branches were in the hands of different people.After walking back and forth a few more times, he finally stopped at Su Yan's side.

"Peach blossoms and flowing water go away, there is no other world than the world."

This went on for a few more rounds, and several groups had already had three glasses of wine and ended.Ren Yuan and Zhang Xiaoze were among them, sitting in their seats, while savoring the beauty of peach blossom wine, they were also paying close attention to Su Yan's situation.

There are fewer and fewer people left on the field, and Wei Zizhou has not even had a sip of peach blossom wine until now.While lamenting the amount of ink in Su Yan's stomach, he also felt a little pity.

He really wants to drink! ! !Su Yan, can we stop reciting poems next time?I want to taste the taste of this wine!

When the peach blossom branch was passed to Su Yan's hands again, Su Yan was about to open his mouth when Wei Zizhou suddenly pulled down his sleeve.

"Su Yan, put some water, anyway, just this time, I... want to taste that wine."

"You can taste it when it's over..." Su Yan showed a look of hesitation, and after 30 seconds of struggling, Wei Zizhou didn't wait for anyone to speak, he directly picked up the glass wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

At the beginning, there was only a sense of sweetness, followed by a slight bitterness, with a light fragrance hidden in the bitterness. This wine made people taste all kinds of life, it was really wonderful, and it couldn't be compared with the worldly wines on the dinner table.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Su Yan can't say anything more, anyway, there are still two chances.The competition became more and more fierce, and in the end only Su Yan's group and their upper family were left, that is, the girl in a white skirt and the boy in a suit.

"Last night, the wind opened to reveal the peaches in the well, and the moon in the front hall of Weiyang was high."

"The peach blossoms in the wind are also like sorrow, and a little bit of flying red rain."

"There are layers of peach and plum blossoms on the mountain, and the fireworks among the clouds are people."

"Fishing boats chase the water and love the mountains and spring, and the peach blossoms on both sides of the bank are in Gujin."

"The day when the peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the autumn rain when the leaves of the sycamore tree fall."

"A curtain of red rain and peach blossoms fade, ten miles of clear shade and willow shadows slant."

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The two groups did not give in to each other, and everyone in the audience watched thrillingly. It was obviously a poetry reception, so why should it be so serious?Ren Yuan was secretly anxious, but he couldn't help.

Su Yan was like a "poetry-producing machine", almost as soon as the sound of the piano stopped, he read it out, and the person on the opposite side gradually lost, and fell into a disadvantage. After drinking three glasses of wine one after another, the two had no choice but to admit defeat and end the game.

There was silence in the audience, but Ren Yuan took the lead and shouted loudly: "Su Yan is doing great!"

There was thunderous applause, and everyone in the audience cheered for the two who finally won.Su Yan bowed in embarrassment, and walked off the stage with the calm Wei Zizhou.

Wei Zizhou regretted that he only drank a glass of peach blossom wine, but on the other hand, he respected Su Yan even more. After all, it was the sheep he liked, which is great!