The mistress of the god doctor kicked the vinegar vat again

Chapter 437
Ji Yunliang asked Mr. Mo to come up with a topic. This is an elimination system. First, a group of people will be eliminated with pairs, and the remaining talented people will enter the topic of poetry writing.

Holding a brush in his hand, Mo Lao splashed ink and wrote a line of words in a profuse manner.

"The moon is full and the moon is waning, the moon is waning and the moon is full, every year, every year, every evening, every morning, and the sun is seen at the end of the night."

As Yun Jinli recited this sentence, from the very beginning, Mr. Mo took everyone under his wing and came up with a complicated pair.

"Whoever can match, come here and write the answer."

Ji Yunliang pointed to the shelf beside him, and also prepared pen and ink.

"Mr. Mo's question, the answer is really mind blowing."

Someone sighed, and originally wanted to show it in front of Mo Lao, but was directly frightened by this pair.

"Someone is going up!"

Jun Qing'er exclaimed, she originally wanted to talk about the second couplet, but she was directly stunned.

"It's the Priest of the Flower God again, that's a talented woman!"

"Maybe it will be right."

"Ah."

After the previous two tests, they were deeply impressed by Yun Jinli.

"Stay in the limelight again! Don't be afraid of the strong wind, and tilt your head!"

Hua Liuyan was still thinking hard when she saw that Yun Jinli had already picked up the brush and began to write, and secretly cursed her for not being able to write and making a fool of herself.

After Yun Jinli finished writing a sentence, she dropped the brush and moved away from the front of the shelf.

Only then did everyone see clearly what she wrote.

"Flowers bloom and fall, flowers fall and flowers bloom, summer, summer, autumn and autumn, summer and summer are cool and cool, and spring comes after severe winter."

Even people who don't understand poetry can see that the battle is extremely neat.

"Good words! Great talent!"

Elder Mo read out the second line, and nodded in satisfaction.

He saw Yun Jinli's handwriting, painted with iron hooks and silver hooks, flowing in the clouds and flowing water, with the style of everyone, elegant and agile without losing the combination of rigidity and softness.

Words are like a person, this little girl is not simple!

"Sure enough, you were the first one to pass the test. You didn't disappoint me. You did a good job."

Ji Yunliang showed such an expression that he knew it earlier, leaving Yun Jinli speechless for a while.

"Anyway, you can't do the next couplet."

Yun Jinli said calmly, she knew this fox very well, and she could change her face faster than turning the pages of a book.

"Is there such a blow to people?"

Ji Yunliang felt that he had met an opponent, and this girl was very difficult to deal with.

"If no one has any other answers for this couplet, then I ask Mr. Mo to come up with the next pair."

After waiting for a while and no one responded, Hua Liuyan held the silk handkerchief in her hand, almost tearing it to pieces.

But she held back and waited for Mo Lao to ask the next question.

"Red plums are intoxicating and drunk plums are red."

Elder Mo didn't intentionally pose a problem next time, otherwise it would be too embarrassing if no one could answer it.

Sure enough, he lowered the difficulty, and soon several people came up to write the couplet.

There are lots of shelves with rice paper hanging from them so it doesn't get too crowded.

"Bai Xue Flying Flying Snow White."

Jun Qing'er's beautiful characters fell on the rice paper.

She is usually at home every day. When she is bored, she often reads various books. There is also a wife who comes to the house to teach her.

"The wind shakes the willows and the green willows shake the wind."

Hua Liuyan wrote a second couplet. She is proud of being both talented and beautiful, but she is not willing to be left behind.

It's just that no matter how arrogant she was, she was still thrown a few blocks by Yun Jinli.

Everyone showed their talents, and finally 30 people entered the next round.

When the next round of poetry writing competition started, everyone glanced at Yun Jinli at the same time, feeling like they regarded her as the strongest opponent.

"Don't be nervous! The number one is mine anyway!"

Yun Jinli showed her pure white teeth and smiled exceptionally brightly. How could it make people want to vomit blood just by saying something?
(End of this chapter)