His True Colors Chapter 2712

 The song was melodious and the dance was slow.


        Although Han Qianqian and Piercing Mountain Armor were sitting on one side of the room, they looked as if they were sitting in a corner because of their isolation.


        However, these two didn't care about this at all.


        As the wine and food came up, the mountain goat, who was still more or less uncomfortable, watched Han Qianqian eat and drink, and the mountain goat also put his heart into it, the whole day of the desert trip, who is still thirsty and hungry?


        With these two goods crazy sweep, with the corresponding elegant singing and dancing, the two a comparison, not can be said to be out of place, can simply be said to be a great scenery ......


        The two goods look like this, a bunch of male young masters have disdain shaking their heads, there are exaggerated some, but also directly reveal the disgust of the table.


        The two of them are really the same.


        As the dance finished, the singers slowly retired, and the song was as slow and melodious as a small stream.


        The whole hall was relatively peaceful, relaxed and cosy.


        "The poem has already been written, and Mr. Yuan has clearly won.


        "My young lady will give the questions, and all the young masters will be able to do the same."


        As soon as the words left her mouth, the woman slowly spoke out again, "The floating clouds wandering son's intention."


        "The sunset returns to Zi Yi." A certain gentleman smiled easily.


        "Good!" The crowd shouted in unison.


        "The green hills are not old, but they are white for the snow."


        "The green water has no ripples, but it swings for the wind."


        "Bravo!"


        There was another roar of approval, and immediately afterwards, the woman began to ask questions again, and the gentlemen responded in turn.


        "Have you ever had the feeling of visiting that kind of courtyard?" The pangolin asked while stuffing his mouth with a clay chicken and grunting his mouth.


        "You guy, so many things can't stop your mouth." Han Qianqian shook his head helplessly, "It's not bad, there's food to eat, wine to drink, music to listen to, and occasionally you can even listen to someone recite poetry and pair off."


        "Hey, then again, Han Qianqian, when it comes to force, you are an absolute bully and one of the people I admire, but when it comes to literary combat, you are definitely no good, right?" The pangolin laughed heatedly, and after he finished he seemed to still feel that his idea was bullish, and couldn't help but snicker, "Otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting here with me eating and drinking at the lake, like a two-bit fool."


        Han Qianqian smiled gently before taking a faint drink of wine.


        And at that moment, the pair of lines in the middle of the hall changed from the simple title at the beginning, to all the way towards the absolute lines.


        "The moon is full, the moon is short, the moon is full, year after year, twilight after twilight, the sun is seen at the end of the night!"


        As soon as this line was uttered, a group of literati, all of a sudden, looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.


        A few seconds earlier, many of them had already been holding their breath for half a day, and now, the more difficult the pair became, the more sweaty they were, so how could they still have the same leisurely mood as earlier?


        "This line, it's so difficult." The man in the pierced mountain vest stroked his chin, and could not help but frown and whisper.


        Han Qianqian nodded, it was indeed a bit difficult.


        "You can't get it right either, can you?" The mountain piercing armor looked at Han Qianqian's appearance and couldn't help but say, "That's why I said, you can completely suppress me in force, but when it comes to literature, hey, you and I are half a catty and half a catty."


        "Is eating so much chicken what makes you so confident?" Han Qianqian chuckled softly.


        "Shit, don't be a pussy, just this kind of pair, can you get it right? Che, you and I, that's what, crows laughing at pigs black, don't think so yourself." The pangolin muttered disdainfully.


        Han Qianqian smiled faintly and after confirming that no one was around, he put his chopsticks down slightly, "Don't say I'm blowing you away, listen carefully, flowers bloom and fall, flowers fall and bloom, summer, summer, autumn, summer and cool, after a harsh winter comes spring."


        "The moon is full ...... flowers bloom ......" This douche bag, while counting on his fingers, while reciting the words, after a long, long time, he jerked his head up and looked at Han Qianqian, simply as if he had seen a ghost: "Holy shit, Han Qianqian, you fucking ......"


        The neatness and perfection of the pairing can only be described in one word, perfect.


        The woman sitting behind the bead curtain suddenly froze slightly and looked through the bead curtain at Han Qianqian who was eating and drinking outside the curtain ......