Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 230 Bo Zhong
"A class!?"

"Famous articles in the world!"

"It's actually a famous article in the world!"

"You really deserve to be the Qilin son of the Yan family, the proud son of heaven!"

"This poem, this book, this song, this song are indeed worthy of the four characters of the world's famous essays."

"You still need to say that Qingyuntai Wenhua Mirror is the most precious treasure of Wen Dao Qi Luck, how can it be bad to appreciate Wen Qi?"

"This Mr. Yan is really unwilling to be left behind, but he is unwilling to be left behind. What about the people behind him?"

"That's right, it's Jin Hui Jia and so on, and it's a famous article in the world. How can the people behind it still be able to do it?"

"That's not necessarily the case. Although Yan Yushu is strong, the others are not made of mud. Look, isn't that Mr. Lin standing there calmly?"

Looking at the brilliance found in the Wenhua mirror, not only the people who were saluting outside were amazed, but also the scholars who were taking the test in the field were also heartbroken.

Yan Yushu put away his sword and turned around, walked down the Qingyun Terrace, stepped out of the Qingyun Realm, and came to Jiang Huang and the group of Xiantian Daxiu: "The students are showing their ugliness!"

"what!"

"As expected of the Qilin son of the Yan family!"

"Singing with a sword, you are really proud!"

"The beauty is delicious, this poem is better than a beauty when served with wine!"

Jiang Huang and the other talents also praised him, and the unruly Dean Longshan even laughed at him.

Seeing everyone envy in their hearts, they had no choice but to obey.

Yan Yushu is indeed Yan Yushu!

Qingyun Terrace, Wenhua Mirror, manifested with the spirit of literature and Taoism, can be divided into four classes and four names, the fourth class is A, B, C, Ding, and the four are home, country and world, the most holy and sages!
Now, Yan Yushu has won a first-class world famous article, which is the highest level in the history of Wenhua Club.

Only the first-class weeping ghosts and gods can hold his head down.

But that's the work of a saint!
A masterpiece through the ages, only a saint can't get it.

Although the Wenhuahui is a grand event of literary and morality, it is not worthy of sages to devote themselves to, and no sage of literary and morals will come here to compete for fame and fortune with the younger generation.

Therefore, since the establishment of the Wenhua Club, there has never been a masterpiece of weeping ghosts and gods through the ages, and Jin Huijia's famous works are the highest.

As soon as Yan Yushu came on stage, he won a first-class Jinhui, which is a famous article in the world, and the pressure from everyone can be imagined.

Yan Yushu is more beautiful than before, and they are overshadowed by the light.

If you want not to lose face, you have to be on the same level as Yan Yushu, win a first-class Jinhui, and come back with a famous article in the world.

but……

"Is the world famous article so good?"

"This Mr. Yan is too unkind!"

"Why do other people have the nerve to make a move now?"

"What are you afraid of? Losing to Yan Yushu is nothing to be ashamed of."

"You can still brag to others in the future. I lost the Yan family, Yan Yushu. Who will disrespect you?"

As time passed, everyone was discussing, and the atmosphere in the field was depressed.

"what!"

"Brother Yan, you are indeed Brother Yan!"

"Let the little brother show his ugliness next!"

Soon, someone close to the Yan family, Yan Yushu's best friend stepped forward to ease the atmosphere.

This is also arranged. The aristocratic family can show its sharpness, but it can't leave room for it.

The man and Yan Yushu cupped their hands, bowed to Jiang Huang and the other innate talents, and then stepped into the Qingyun Realm.

A moment later, he also boarded the Qingyun Terrace, and in the Wenhua mirror, a silvery moon splendor appeared, which was impressively...

"B wait!"

"National biography!"

"..."

Although it is a foil to the easing atmosphere, his grades are not bad. A second-class national biography is already at the upper-middle level.

"It's ugly!"

That person was also calm, walked out with a chuckle, and stood beside Yan Yushu.

"Next..."

"I come!"

A person came out with a piano on his back, stepped forward to salute Jiang Huang and all the innates, then turned around and stepped into the Qingyun Realm.

"Isn't this the qin master who performed on stage at the reception banquet?"

"His Royal Highness and Mrs. Li are full of praise for his piano skills."

"I don't know what ranking he will get?"

There was a lot of discussion.

Zi Yan was absent-minded, looking at the two paperwork tickets in her hand, and then sat on the stand with all the congenitals. Recently, Jiang Huang's Su Wen asked with a gloomy expression on her face: "I won't lose money, will I?"

Although Su Wen accepted Jiang Huang's invitation to attend the banquet with her and sit with her, but this was not sitting beside her, at least not now.

Sitting next to her, it seems that although she is close, it is not in line with the etiquette, and it feels like a eunuch is close to her. Naturally, Jiang Huang will not make such a cheap arrangement.

Therefore, Su Wen sat side by side with Xuehai Jianjun and others, and all the congenitals also knew that he beheaded Wulian Zhenjun with a sword in Mengzhou, so they didn't have any dissatisfaction.

So far, only Ziyan is dissatisfied.

what's the situation?
Why is it so harmonious?
Did I make a mistake in my estimation?

Meng Fanyin looked back at her: "Are you a bit regretful?"

"Humph!"

Zi Yan snorted coldly, and put the two documents away again: "It's just the beginning, who might regret it."

Meng Fanyin shook her head, left her alone and continued to watch the ceremony.

Just now the scholar who entered the country with his qin on his back has climbed onto the Qingyun Terrace, causing the Wenhua mirror to shine brightly, and it is actually a bright golden brilliance.

"Singing Mountain Song!"

"Wait!"

"National biography!"

……

"Another Jinhui First Class!"

"It's a pity that the biography of the country can't compare with the famous works in the world!"

"This person is also a great talent, the technique of playing the piano is superb, it's a pity..."

"Yan Yushu is more beautiful than before, even if he is a bit inferior, it seems to be overshadowed!"

Looking at the ranking results given by Wen Huajing, everyone sighed, it was a pity.

The piano is not bad, and the music is not bad, but Yan Yushu is too sharp, so the piano skills can only be used as a foil for the green leaves.

Seeing this, the scholar also sighed, turned around and left the Qingyun Realm, stood aside and waited silently, seeing that the rest of the scholars were concerned, but there was nothing they could do.

Should go up or go up!
Everyone stepped forward, each ascending to the top of the sky.

"Second class, Jiaming!"

"Class B, Guo Chuan!"

"Wait C, Jiaming!"

"Ding, wait, Wuguang..."

People entered the country one after another, and their grades came out one after another. Most of them were B-class middle-class, some C-Ding were low-class, and A-class characters were the least.

It seems that the leader of this poetry book test has already been decided.

"This……"

"It can't compare to Yan Yushu!"

"A first-class gold list, a famous article in the world, is it easy?"

"Look at this, Wen Kui, who is the first to try poetry books, belongs to Yan Yushu!"

"It's still uncertain, but look, that Mr. Lin from Haijian Tower has moved!"

"Is it the finale, these two are really rivals, and now they are facing each other!"

While everyone was discussing, another person stepped forward to salute Jiang Huang and all the congenitals: "Student Lin Xian, I have seen His Highness and all the teachers."

"Lin Xian?"

Jiang Huang smiled, and turned her gaze to Xuehai Jianjun below: "Is this the master Jianjun's apprentice?"

"Exactly!"

Xuehai Jianjun nodded, not shying away from it, but said seriously: "There is no such thing as a teacher and an apprentice in the examination room, it depends on you how you learn, go."

"Yes!"

Lin Xian nodded, turned around and left.

Afterwards, in the misty Qingyun Realm, a turbulent wave was set off.

It's just a flick of the finger to lift the waves, an elegant skill!

After a while, the song ended.

On the Qingyun Terrace, in the Wenhua Mirror.

"The sea of ​​learning has no boundaries, and the way has no strings!"

"Wait!"

"Famous articles in the world!"

Bright golden brilliance, shining out.

(End of this chapter)