My Wife from the Game

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Chapter [-] I don't know how to write poetry, but I can copy it!

Under the leadership of the servants of the Miaoxianfang, Wang Chao walked slowly into the famous Miaoxianfang in the Bian capital.

I have to say that as a fireworks venue, the costumes of this Miaoxianfang are completely different from the luxury of other brothels, but instead have a simple and natural style.

Among them, there are some graceful women dancing lightly with long sleeves, moving with the music, and the atmosphere is pleasant.

It's no wonder that this Miaoxianfang, even the nobles in Bian capital like to come, it is not unreasonable.

Even though Wang Chao looks good, his novice uniform is too shabby.

Therefore, just after entering the Miaoxianfang, it caused an accident among these guests.

It's just that Wang Chao didn't seem to see the strange and disdainful gazes of these people, and he was still led by his servants to the last vacant seat on the second floor.

As Wang Chao sat down, someone was already offering drinks and cakes.

Holding up the wine glass, as the wine glass approached the tip of his nose, Wang Chao could smell a distinct aroma of wine.

After taking a sip, Wang Chaoqing said "Huh", "Strange, even the taste of food can be completely simulated even in games. This technique is a bit scary, right? !"

This doubt flashed in his mind, and Wang Chao didn't go into it too much.

Not long after Wang Chao sat down, the judge who was just outside had walked quickly to the high platform on the first floor.

"Today, everyone who entered the Miaoxianfang so-called is from the teacher girl, but everyone knows that the teacher girl is the top card of my Miaoxianfang, famous in Bianjing. Naturally, if you want to see the teacher girl, there is a corresponding response. requirements.”

Having said that, the judge still clapped his hands.

On the other side, the servant who had been prepared for a long time quickly lifted up a topic board covered with a white cloth.

"My Miaoxianfang is famous for dancing and drinking, so this time we also take this as the test question, focusing on these two points, you can play a poem at will, the strong, you can enter the third floor, the teacher girl is already there In the middle, prepare tea and guqin to play with you."

Li Shishi's reputation has long been passed down to Bianjing. The reason why this Miaoxianfang can overwhelm other brothels is precisely because of Li Shishi.

Naturally, the people present gathered here for the purpose of being able to talk to the beautiful woman alone.

Hearing this, he immediately began to rack his brains, wanting to quickly meet the beauty with a good poem and win her heart.

Soon, someone stood up happily, "I thought of it."

Others in the field were still thinking, and they were shocked when they heard this, and quickly turned their heads to look at the person who made the sound.

Wang Chao also followed the voice, and when he saw the person clearly, he was also happy.

The person who spoke, happened to be the elder brother in yellow who spent [-] taels of silver to buy the first place from Wang Chao.

The judges paused for a moment and then smiled: "I didn't expect the young master to be so urgent, the old man is all ears."

Facing the eyes of everyone, Brother Huang Yi smiled confidently, "There is a beautiful woman in the Miaoyinfang, and there is a pot of wine on the second floor. When I write a good poem, I will share my feelings with the beautiful woman."

"Pfft" "Pfft"...

Originally, there were many people who were drinking at the moment, and when they heard the verses of this gentleman in yellow, they immediately spit out the wine.

Even Wang Chao was stunned.

"My Cao, is this also a poem? Except that each sentence has seven characters, the rest is completely crap, right?"

"I thought it was a good poem, but it turned out to be this kind of thing, ridiculous."

"That's right, it's humiliating to Sven to even dare to take this kind of thing."

For a time, all kinds of cynicism continued one after another.

Under the disdain and ridicule in his eyes, Young Master Huang Yi also realized the level of his poem, and sat back again with a dignified expression.

When the judges on the high platform saw this, they couldn't help shaking their heads, then turned to look at the others, "I wonder who can create a masterpiece?"

At the same time, in a room on the third floor at this moment, unlike other rooms, the windows and doors are closed, but a window is open.

Behind the window, a pretty-looking girl who looked fifteen or sixteen years old peered down through the gap.

When she heard the verses of the younger brother in yellow clothes, the little girl also smiled "puchi", "Sister, that guy's verses are really funny, completely irrelevant, are these really the talents in those academies?"

In the room, the woman in palace dress holding a book in her hand heard the words and shook her head lightly, "Among the aristocratic families, there are mostly ignorant and ignorant young masters with mediocre talents. What's so strange about this?"

The little girl nodded, "Sister said that too, I see these guys, none of them are decent, maybe none of them are qualified today, and there is no chance to listen to my sister playing the piano."

The woman in the palace dress said softly, "Isn't that just right? The province's face forced a smile."

As she said that, I wonder if this sentence touched the beauty of the woman in the palace dress, and there was a deep sadness on the face.

After the first brother in yellow clothes took the lead and ended up making a fool of himself, the rest of the people also pondered deeply.

On the way, there were also several people who made a few poems, but they were not much better than the elder brother in yellow.

When the judges couldn't help but sigh, they saw Wang Chao, who had already eaten all the pastries on the table next to him, clapped his hands gently, then stood up, and Shi Shiran walked downstairs to the high platform. go.

Wang Chao's actions naturally attracted the attention of others present.

"This little servant, is it possible that you want to go up and write poetry?"

"Hey, none of us can think of a good sentence that can attract the love of the teacher. What kind of poem can he make as a servant? I'm afraid it won't be much better than the guy at the beginning."

"Yes, it's just a little servant. Going up is also grandstanding."