Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 52 Falling asleep again

Peony asked curiously, "What does Sister Qinglan mean?"

Chen Qinglan's maid suddenly appeared at the door, "Miss, the sedan chair at the door has been waiting for a long time."

Only then did Chen Qinglan remember that he was going out, but because of this poem, he was delayed a lot of time, and said to Peony, "Peony, I want this calligraphy. Who is this young master, please help me remember it carefully. I want to go out and talk about it when I come back." After looking at the poem, he was reluctant to leave.

After Chen Qinglan left, Mudan smiled lightly: "If you speak first, you win. I want this calligraphy." Then she lowered her head to read the poem again, and murmured: "It's a pity that the writing of this word is not very good, it doesn't deserve it." Such a fine poem."

Qingyun Que waited here, and after waiting for a long time, He'er still hadn't announced the result in the future. Someone asked, "Why did it take so long to get the result today?"

Someone laughed and said: "I'm afraid that the poems written by Mr. Zhao and Mr. Wu today are not the same, and it is difficult for Mrs. Mudan to choose."

"I don't see it all. I'm afraid Miss Peony was shocked by the good poems and couldn't help herself for a long time." There is something in the words.

Mr. Luo and Mr. Cheng knew each other well, looked at each other from time to time, and smiled meaningfully. This name was naturally among the two of them. Let me ask this group of ignorant Mr. Poetry trumps them all.

Lu Shiju didn't care about the result anymore. Looking at Xie Fu who fell asleep standing up at some point, he was very worried. How could he forget the last two lines? I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep.

"I'm coming."

Lu Shiju heard the reputation and looked over, only to see He'er Shanshan coming, standing in the center with a smile on her face.

All the eyes in the room fell on He'er, but Tantai Wenwang seemed to have figured it out, and he didn't expect anything, with a calm expression on his face.

In the midst of everyone's anticipation, He'er smiled and said: "According to the old rules, today's poetry competition will rank first, second and third, and the rest will not be ranked. I will announce the No.3 first."

"No.3 is Wu Jie, Mr. Wu."

No. 3!Wu Jie and Mr. Cheng next to him were surprised. How could they be No.3? Wu Jie couldn't help asking: "Could it be a mistake?"

Zhao Yuanfei laughed happily, Mr. Luo beside him was a little curious, the poems written by Cheng Wenzheng ranked third, who ranked second, among these young masters, is there any poet who is as talented as the two of them? .

He'er smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, is this your poem? If it is, then it is correct."

After He'er finished speaking, the maid beside her returned the poem written by Wu Jie. Wu Jie took it and saw that it was indeed written by him. There was a word "Ji" on the paper, which should be written by Mudan. Then there is nothing wrong with that.

Soon many people realized the wonder of Wu Jie being ranked third. Who is this No.2? Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering who this No.2 was, and they knew each other well.

Tantai Wenwang suddenly regained his energy. Could it be that I am No.2? It's a pity that he just wrote it down in a hurry due to time constraints, let alone read it.

He'er met everyone's curious and expectant eyes, and said with a smile, "No.2 is Mr. Zhao Yuanfei."

As soon as the words came out, they exclaimed, because the result was beyond their expectations, and they whispered together.

Zhao Yuanfei was surprised, I am No.2, so who is No.1, it makes no sense.

Tantai Wenwang regretted that he didn't even have No.2, it seems that I was wishful thinking.

He'er smiled and said nothing, someone asked: "Miss He'er, is this No.1 vacant?"

When everyone heard the words, they all felt that it was reasonable. Sometimes in the poetry competition, the first name would be better than indiscriminate. After all, Lady Peony used to meet her personally as a prize. If she didn't write a good poem that caught her attention, she didn't want to see this It is also understandable on the surface, often at this time, the person in charge will personally write a poem to force the group to show justice.

Both Mr. Luo and Mr. Cheng smiled wryly. They knew about the talents of brothel ladies. After all, they made a living from it and were proud of it. What's more, a brothel of Qinlou's level can be ranked on the top of the flower list. , Which one is not a talented woman.

He'er showed a deep smile, and said loudly: "Today the winner of the poetry competition is Mr. Tantai Wenwang Tantai!"

what! ! !
All eyes were on Tantai Wenwang. It seems that Tantai Wenwang didn't bring any helper today?

what happened?Could it be that Tantai Wenwang has been hiding something?
impossible!Where did he copy this poem from?

But if it is copied, at least the title of today's poetry competition must be advanced.

It's really confusing, but what is certain is that there is a lot of mystery in it.

And Tantai Wenwang was completely dumbfounded for a moment.

Among the present, only Lu Shiju seemed calm. In such a poem, apart from the fact that Miss Mudan is blind, she is obviously not blind. What is the sentence.

Tan Taiwen looked at it for a while before he realized it, his heart was extremely ecstatic, he didn't expect happiness to come so fast, and his whole body suddenly became ecstatic.

This little boy... Ni fucking really helped me realize my wish, he wished he could hug this little boy and kiss him a few times, no, I have to calm down, and I will reward him well later...

He'er said softly: "Mr. Tantai."

Tantai Wenwang stood up, and He'er cast his eyes on Tantai Wenwang immediately, his eyes were full of admiration and respect, "Mr. Tantai, Mrs. Peony, please follow me. "

Tantai Wenwang chuckled, cupped his hands quite proudly and said: "Young masters, I have accepted it." As he spoke, he walked towards He'er.

Tantai Wenwang followed He'er and was about to leave the table, Zhao Yuanfei stood up and said loudly: "Wait! I'm not convinced, what kind of poems are better than what I wrote, at least let me know."

He'er chanted: "Wu Lan is reflected in the neon clothes building, and it is as light as a fragrance of clothes. It is not the fairy king who walks like a cloud, Ling Xiao goes straight up to Wushuang."

After He'er finished singing, she took Tantai Wenwang and left, leaving behind a group of people to read slowly...

Lu Shiju was the first to react. He waited for the next two sentences. He walked lightly, shaking his sleeves and shaking his coat. This gait was quite fairy-like, and he said in his mouth: "It's not the step of the fairy cloud."

People walked under the colorless glass, looked up at the dark night, pointed at the blue sky, and boldly recited the last sentence: "There are no peers in the sky."

Some people haven't read the poem well yet, but Lu Shiju has already given them the most intuitive interpretation. At this time, Lu Shiju's temperament has changed drastically, and he looks like a fairy.

Except for Mr. Luo and Mr. Cheng who are still studying Shenpin, the rest have already exploded...

Xie Fu was still standing and falling asleep.

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(End of this chapter)