Yan Qidao: "How can you say that you are just talking about him? The only way I can identify Miss Michi's identity is with Taiko and Shakuhachi."
Xie Sanjia asked: "How do you say this?"
Yan Qidao: "Let me ask you, if you don't even know how to understand the two types of instrumental music, Taiko and Shakuhachi, it means that they are extremely rare in Dahua. Moreover, Dahua's instrumental music, whether it is drums or flutes, has very different sounds and colors. Far superior to taiko drums and shakuhachi. Do you think the girls from Rakuhanabo will choose to play taiko drums and shakuhachi?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Yan Qi asked again: "There is also a more obvious point. Miss Meichi is originally from Japan and is good at instrumental music. Miss Meichi uses taiko drums and flutes to play and express her homesickness. Isn't this the right time?"
"Based on these two points, I can certainly infer that the drum and flute sounds were made by Miss Meizhi. Xie Jieyuan, are you satisfied with my inference?"
Jie Sanjia was speechless after being refuted by Yan Qi.
Everyone suddenly understood and gave Yan Qi a thumbs up.
Wu Meizhi stood next to Yan Qi, Nuo Nuo murmured: "I didn't expect Mr. Yan to understand me so well."
Yan Qi also secretly sweated.
Fortunately, Seventh Brother had a previous life, otherwise his eyes would be completely black.
In his previous life, he had seen these instrumental musics when he went to Japan to attend a think tank forum.
If you say anything else, he may not remember it.
However, taiko and shakuhachi are traditional Japanese instrumental music, just like Dahua's erhu and pipa, which are really easy to remember.
Xie Sanjia was truly defeated by Yan Qi.
The situation was so passive, how could he end it.
Seeing Wu Meizhi getting closer and closer to Yan Qi, Jie Sanjia's fire was burning and blood was flowing.
This is not just a matter of fighting for women, but a war to defend dignity.
If he loses, all his talent and fame may be wasted.
Xie Sanjia said loudly: "Miss Meizhi, thank you for the tea. Now, it's getting late, can we have a competition?"
Wu Meizhi also glanced at Yan Qi: "Master Yan..."
Yan Qidao: "I also think it's getting late, so I want to hurry up and have a date with Miss Meizhi alone."
Takemeichi's cheeks flushed.
I thought: I am your little girl, but you want to date me? This seems to be somewhat contrary to human ethics.
However, when Yan Qi spoke like this, she was very happy.
Jie Sanjia was furious.
Do you want to date Takemi? Do I agree?
As long as I'm here, you can't even think about good things.
Xie Sanjia said: "Miss Wu Meizhi, please start."
Wu Meizhi returned to his seat and sat upright: "I prepared a test question..."
"Wait!"
Jie Siwen shouted out a sentence.
Wu Meizhi was very unhappy and frowned: "What's the matter with this young master?"
Jie Siwen shouted loudly: "Miss Wu Meizhi, with all due respect, we are very worried about your examination questions."
Wu Meizhi was stunned: "Is this young man messing around? Why are you worried about me asking questions? I also asked the previous questions."
Jie Siwen bit the bullet and shouted: "It's not that I have dark thoughts, but that everyone has seen that you and Yan Qi looked very close and talked in a low voice for a long time. Who knows if you took the opportunity to deliberately tell Yan Qi the topic?" Listen."
Wu Meizhi was furious, holding the tea cup with her fingertips and trembling slightly.
Yan Qi's sharp eyes saw cracks in the teacup.
Master!
With a slight squeeze, the tea cup shattered.
Such powerful martial arts, almost the same as mine.
Wu Meizhi held back her anger and snorted softly: "I just talked about some personal matters with Mr. Yan, but I didn't disclose the test questions. Mr. Yan, you are thinking too much."
Jie Siwen put on a rogue face: "If you don't think too much, there is always suspicion, right? The flower-picking order is once a year, and the reputation is far-reaching. You can't be burdened with a suspicion, right? This is worthy of the high expectations of thousands of talented people. Is this worthy of Dahuaerlang’s trust in Luohuafang?”
"this……"
Wu Meizhi was froze when asked by Jie Siwen, and said angrily: "If I can't ask the question, then who will?"
Jie Siwen said without shame: "It's better for me to come up with the question."
Wu Meizhi was angry and wanted to laugh at the same time: "You and Jie Jieyuan are brothers. If you raise the question, how can you escape suspicion?"
Jie Siwen said: "You will know whether I am suspicious after listening to my question."
Wu Meizhi said: "What is your topic?"
Jie Siwen pointed out the window and snorted: "How about we use Maple Bridge as the title and show off our talents?"
Everyone was shocked.
This question really cannot be cheated.
Wu Meizhi frowned: "Still taking Maple Bridge as the title?"
"That's right! The title is Maple Bridge."
Jie Siwen’s words are conclusive: “First, other topics are not as profound and classic as those from Fengqiao? Secondly, Fengqiao has been written thousands of times by talented people. Writing about Fengqiao again highlights his skills even more. …”
He looked at Yan Qi and Wu Meizhi with a sinister smile: "With all due respect, Miss Wu Meizhi, you and Yan Qi are so close, it really makes people doubt whether you disclosed the topic to Yan Qi in advance?"
Wu Meizhi frowned: "Don't slander my innocence. There are thousands of talented people participating in the flower-picking order. How can I cheat? Besides, I didn't know Young Master Yan before, and I didn't even know that Young Master Yan would come to participate in the flower-picking order." So I have made it clear again and again that it really surprises me that Mr. Yan can come to participate in the flower-picking order..."
"Ha ha."
Jie Siwen chattered and laughed strangely: "Am I slandering your innocence? I just have reasonable doubts. If you don't believe me, ask all the talented people. Isn't it worthy of doubt that you and Yan Qi are so close?"
"You said you and Yan Qi didn't know each other before? Do I believe it? Will all the talented people believe it? I'm afraid, none of them will believe you."
The talents looked at Yan Qi and Wu Meizhi standing together. Although they did not speak, their hearts were beating, and the suspicion in their eyes was clearly visible.
Takemi sighed quietly: "What should I do to make you believe that I didn't cheat?"
Jie Siwen said: "It's very simple. Just use Maple Bridge as the title and write a poem that will be passed down through the ages. If Yan Qi can still produce a well-known masterpiece, it means that Yan Qi did not cheat. Talented men, what do you think I said? Does it make sense?"
Everyone nodded.
"Jie Siwen said everything else has ulterior motives, but this proposal does have some insight."
"Yes, even if you cheat, you can only make one poem. There is no possibility of making two classic poems. Now, composing the second poem for Fengqiao on the spot is true talent."
"I'm looking forward to it. I really want to see Jie Jieyuan and Yan Qi have a dragon-tiger fight. That scene will be very exciting."
…
Jie Siwen looked at Yan Qi provocatively: "Yan, do you dare to accept the move? I'm afraid you are scared?"
Yan Qi shook her fan and smiled calmly: "I won't be scared, I'm afraid Jie Jieyuan will be so scared that he peed his pants."
Xie Sanjia jumped up: "Yan Qi, you are really arrogant."
