My host is a playboy

Chapter 152
"You guys are making such a noise, if you ask that young master to stand up for you to watch, what is the difference between that young master and an actor on stage?

It's not that actors are bad, it's just that your actions are wrong. It's right to treat others with appreciation, but if you are the person on stage, how do you feel in your heart? "

After hearing what Yun Qing said, everyone was a little silent. In fact, if you think about it differently, no one would like to be forced to put ducks on the shelves.

It is indeed their fault.

"I didn't think about it properly, I'm here to say sorry to that young master."

"The little girl doesn't know the basics, so don't blame me, my lord."

People in the audience apologized one after another, and most of the people who came to the lantern festival were sensible girls and sons.

Therefore, an aboveboard apology is not something to be embarrassed about.

With the first there is the second, and with the second there is the third.

Almost everyone in the audience was touched by Yun Qing's words and apologized one after another.

Rong Yu watched with a smile, the little girl in his family really exceeded his expectations!
But he likes it.

Looking at Dian Suyi in the Qingfeng Building, he now understood why the master liked Yun Qing.

There is no other reason, just the words just now can be seen.

Clever and polite, he can't see the person he likes being wronged.

This mistress, he recognized it!

Seeing the apologies of so many people in the audience, Rong Yu's heart was also touched.

He stood up, slightly arched his hands towards the audience, and said, "It's also an unintentional mistake, you don't have to."

The implication is to forgive.

But the people in the audience also got to know the person who just wrote that good poem in another way.

Although wearing a mask, he speaks with a certain degree of advance and retreat, gentle and elegant, and has an extraordinary bearing around him.

And those exposed eyes are so pretty!Gentle and affectionate!People can't help but want to indulge in it.

Yun Qing twitched her lips, and let this doggy man stand on the stage and talk.

I don't know how many girls' hearts have been stirred up!
Attract bees and butterflies!

Flirtatious!

Scumbag!

Yun Qing was furious!

Rong Yu looked at Yun Qing who was wearing a mask, and couldn't help laughing, what's wrong with the little girl?Why do you feel a little out of breath?

"Okay, okay, now that you have seen that young master, I will stop talking about other nonsense. Let's start with the fourth question. Please listen to the question."

"Wangjiang tower, watching the river flow, watching the river flow from the Wangjiang tower, the river tower is eternal, and the river flow is eternal."

"Please, gentlemen, read the next couplet. It will last for half a stick of incense."

The voice just fell.

Rong Yu replied: "Yinyuejing, Yinyueying, Yinyueying in Yinyuejing, Yuejing ten thousand years, moon shadow ten thousand years."

There was a burst of applause from the audience, and Yun Qing smiled happily, wondering if there was Mo Rongyan.

Xiao Yunxuan was stunned for a moment, and not to be outdone, he said: "Saishitai, poetry talent, poetry competition on the poetry stage, poetry stage is peerless, poetry talent is peerless."

The audience also applauded, but not as enthusiastically as before.

This couplet is difficult.

In half a stick of incense time, only Rong Yu and Xiao Yunxuan answered correctly at the beginning.

The remaining two people couldn't figure it out even after thinking hard.

In the end, he cupped his hands openly, and left in a big stride.

In the end, there were only two people left on the stage.

"In the end, there are only two young masters left, so this last question will determine the winner."

"Young masters, please listen to the question."

"Baita Street, Huang Blacksmith, fires a red furnace, burns black charcoal, emits green smoke, flashes blue light, quenches purple iron, sits north to south and hits things."

The steward originally thought that this extremely difficult couplet could be delayed for a while, but he didn't expect...

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man who wrote good poems immediately said without hesitation: "The ancients, the latecomers, read Zuo Zhuan, learn from the right army, pay homage to the minister, sit in the middle hall, and make subordinates go out and enter the prime minister. Feng Wanghou."

Is it that fast?
Before Xiao Yunxuan could recover from such a difficult couplet, he was even more confused by Rong Yu's answer.

Is this too fast?

　good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)