After Yan Siyu finished singing, Ou Qing nodded repeatedly and gave Xu Jie an admirable look. Xu Jie couldn't help but pay attention to Ou Qing's reaction. After all, Xu Jie was competing with Ou Qing. Seeing Ou Qing's admirable look, he smiled slightly and was in a good mood.

Ma Ziliang naturally looked even more ugly, but he also stared at Yan Siyu with his eyes tightly, waiting for Yan Siyu to speak again, hoping that the next song would be his own.

"Thank you again to Dajiang Ou Qing's masterpiece." Yan Siyu's second song was Ou Qing's turn, but she only thanked her and said nothing more.

Then I heard the song: "After the light rain, my thin wings were greasy and smoke. I just accompanied the bees to the courtyard and passed the east wall with the flying catkins. I was busy with flowers."

After hearing this, Xu Jie smiled slightly, but he understood a woman's sarcasm for such occasions, or a man's sarcasm. He said that the butterfly came to the courtyard with bees, and then crossed the east wall with willow catkins, running around, but they were all busy for the flowers.

In fact, it also implies that these men are busy and have many tricks, just to please the beauty and smile. Xu Jie thought in his heart that Ou Qing is really unique.

But I thought of the name Ou Qing again, a woman who can write poetry, and she gave a name like Ou Qing. It's all fake no matter how you sound it.

Xu Jie also gave Ou Qing an admirable look. Ou Qing seemed to be waiting for Xu Jie's reaction. Seeing Xu Jie's admirable look, she smiled.

Ma Ziliang also went to Owenfeng to look at it. He was just talking to Owenfeng, but he didn't care about the fact that there was a black and thin boy next to him. He couldn't help but take a few more glances at this time.

The song has to continue singing, but Ma Ziliang obviously won't make a fortune. Ma Ziliang was disappointed and was too lazy to listen to the lyrics of the audience. He just waited for Yan Siyu to finish singing and said, "Yan, everyone sang a few songs in a row, and it should be time for me to have a rest. Let me have a few drinks to enjoy."

Yan Siyu was stunned when she heard this. She had only sang twenty or thirty lines in total. She didn't need to rest. However, Ma Ziliang had already said the words, so she had to rest.

The poems were not good, so "bold and generous" came to make it. Ma Ziliang had already stood up and raised his glass to become the master. In addition to Xu Jie's table, everyone walked in front of him. He even divided his pots of good wine, which attracted everyone's compliments.

Xu Jie didn't care and drank a little wine on his own. Owenfeng came up to greet him twice, and also brought Ou Qing's praise. Xu Jie naturally praised him a few words and sent him back.

Xu Gou'er also brought the cup to worship, and then heard Xu Gou'er whisper: "Young Master, the songs that Dajiangcheng sing is more beautiful than those of Qingshan. Even the piano is much more beautiful. The girl who sang the songs is also better."

Xu Jie patted Xu Gouer on the back of the head and smiled, "You guy has a future."

Xu Gou'er didn't understand why, but she knew that she was being praised and smiled. But Xu Gou'er didn't understand why Yun Shuhuan beside her gave her a look of contempt.

But at this moment, Wu Ziliang's voice came from the opposite side: "Brother Ou, just pour this good thing into your mouth like me, and add a cup of hot wine. You will feel it in a moment."

When Xu Jie heard this, he turned around suddenly. As he saw Owenfeng hesitating, he picked up the plate, as if he was about to pour the yellow and white powder from the plate into his mouth.
Chapter completed!