As soon as this explanation came out, the audience became extremely noisy.
"I've never heard of Feihua Ling, how can I play it?"
"Isn't it just composing poems in succession? At first glance, it seems easier than composing four sentences. What's so difficult about it?"
"We'll know if they try it. If it's interesting, we can try it in the future. The previous poems would be too rigid. It's good to have such a new idea."
The spectators were chattering excitedly, but Xilingmo, who was hiding in the corner, frowned.
She originally wanted to come to Xiaoxiang Restaurant to find inspiration for the poetry competition at the Kyushu Festival tomorrow. She had planned to simply change it and use it in the poetry competition if she encountered such an ancient poem. This sudden appearance of Feihua Ling directly interrupted her plan, which would be extremely distressing.
"In the spirit of fairness in the competition, I would like to ask any of the guests to write a word on the paper. After folding it later, I will draw that word. The flying flower order will be titled with that word from left to right. Start writing poems, there are five rounds in total, the winner of three will be the winner, if there is a tie, there will be another try."
"I don't know how many guests are willing. Please say hello to the waiter if you are willing."
"Me me me!"
"I!"
The interaction with the spectators outside the venue brought the popularity of this poetry meeting to a small climax. Song Lingcheng, who was sitting on the second floor watching the lively scene, laughed again and kept fanning the folding fan in his hand.
"It's Tan'er who's so smart that he can come up with such a method. Tan'er really knows how to play with people's hearts."
Dong Lingjiu smiled slightly when he heard other people's praise of Xia Tan'er. His eyes were always looking at Xia Tan'er with gentle eyes, who was currently resting his hands on his chin in the flower hall and looking bored.
His tanner is really the best in the world!
After a while, the waiters came up with a lot of notes, and they stuffed the pile of notes into a wooden box.
I saw the shopkeeper covering his eyes with a handkerchief and being led by the waiter to the wooden box.
The shopkeeper rummaged around in the box, casually grabbed a piece of paper and waved the note in his hand towards all the onlookers.
Everyone's eyes were focused on that piece of paper, and everyone was looking forward to the one they won.
"Everyone, take a good look~"
The shopkeeper took off his handkerchief and gently opened the note in his hand. He looked at the words on the paper and looked surprised.
All the spectators were confused by the shopkeeper's expression and were very curious about what words were written inside.
I don’t know who among them could not wait any longer and suddenly shouted in the crowd.
"What are you waiting for? Say it quickly. What is the word?"
"That's right, that's right, tell me what the word is!"
Sure enough, no matter who it is, the curiosity is very serious, but the more curious it is, the more popular this poetry meeting will be, and the greater the reputation of Xiaoxiang Restaurant will be in the future.
Seeing that the appetites of these onlookers were almost whetted, the shopkeeper picked up the brush handed over by the waiter and wrote ink on a large piece of paper very casually.
Then two waiters lifted the piece of paper and the smaller piece of paper together and turned them around in front of all the onlookers.
"It's a word for night!"
"Mine, it's the word "night" written by me!"
The selected spectators cheered excitedly, and taking advantage of this enthusiasm, the shopkeeper waved his hand towards the waiter.
"Come here, come to the Four Treasures of the Study Room!"
