shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 695 The leader of the poetry club, No.1, childish
Yuan Ruxin couldn't understand.

She said impatiently: "What you said, you just want to say, don't you want to compare with me?"

Bai Zhi'er didn't expect her to be so stupid.

The little guy shook his head helplessly.

"Fortunately, master confiscated you, otherwise, you would be so angry that you would pass out three times a day!"

Mo Yan's refusal to accept Yuan Ruxin has always been Yuan Ruxin's shame.

I didn't expect Bai Zhi'er to mention it so boldly.

Yuan Ruxin gritted her teeth angrily: "Master Mo accepting you is his biggest failure! You don't even dare to compare with me in poetry!"

Bai Zhi'er blinked her big eyes: "Competition, who said I can't compare?"

Yuan Ruxin was taken aback: "But you just made a long speech, didn't you mean..."

The little guy didn't want to talk to her anymore, he held up his teacup and said, "You know it yourself."

Yuan Ruxin frowned in thought.

Afterwards, the poem will be carried out lively.

The shop waiter distributed paper and pens to each table. Those who want to participate should write their own poems on the paper, and then mark the tables and their names.

Then put it on the mahogany tray of the waiter in the shop, and wait for the shopkeepers in the teahouse to judge.

The theme of this poetry meeting is the need to write lyrics around "autumn".

Yuan Ruxin was overjoyed.

It was exactly the same as what she had heard!

In order to hit Bai Zhi'er, she spent money to bribe a shopkeeper of Yasi Teahouse two days ago.

She has already prepared the poem about "Autumn"!
At this moment, Yuan Ruxin raised her head and looked at Bai Zhi'er who was sitting opposite.

The little guy was playing with the brush, not paying attention to the paper at all.

Yuan Ruxin sneered in her heart.

It must be impossible to write it.

She picked up the pen and began to write down the poems in her heart.

After Yuan Ruxin finished writing, she dried the ink stains, folded them up, and handed them to the waiter at the side.

What she didn't expect was that Bai Zhi'er also handed it over at the same time.

She was taken aback: "Have you finished writing?"

Just now, Bai Zhi'er didn't move a word!

The little guy nodded: "Yes."

Yuan Ruxin poked her head, wanting to read the writing on her paper.

Bai Zhi'er quickly covered it, and stared at her round and bright eyes: "What are you looking at!"

Yuan Ruxin curled her lips: "Cut, if you don't read it, don't read it."

Definitely not as good as her!
Both of them handed the paper to the waiter.

At this time, what they didn't know was that there was a person looking in Bai Zhi'er's direction in the only private room in Yasi Tea House that seemed to be deserted.

His long, thin and cold eyes were full of thoughtfulness.

After the waiter in the shop has collected all the poems one after another, they will send them to the second floor for the shopkeepers to choose.

Taking advantage of this moment, Bai Zhi'er had already finished almost two plates of pastries.

She rubbed her stomach with her small hands: "Oh~ I'm full, I'm full."

Seeing this, Yuan Zhen gave a doting smile: "Junior Sister, what else do you want to eat? There is a roast duck across the street that seems to be good, Senior Brother, go buy it for you?"

Bai Zhi'er shook his head: "I can't eat Liao, thank you brother."

Yuan Ruxin couldn't even drink tea.

She was afraid that she would not be able to take the first place.

However, probably not.

Because that poem was written by the doctor who taught her when she was in Yan Kingdom.

This doctor is one of the best talents in their country of Yan.

There should be no problem in copying his poems.

After a while, the waiter of the shop appeared with the three shopkeepers and stood on the round platform with a tray.

"Dear guests, thank you for waiting. We have already selected the leader of this poetry meeting."

Yuan Ruxin looked forward nervously.

Bai Zhi'er picked up the teacup and began to taste her Biluochun.

The little guy is intoxicated by the sweet tea fragrance.

Until, the waiter announced the winner of the ringleader——

"No. 1, it's the table A, childish."

Yuan Ruxin and Bai Zhier opened their eyes wide at the same time.

The A table is their table!

(End of this chapter)