The poetry meeting is like an examination room, it is very quiet now, and only the brush dipped in the white paper makes a little rustling sound. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Time has not passed half an hour, but Xun Yu has completed most of the first question, her words are a little delicate, but dignified and beautiful, like a sword between the outlines, see its style and bones.

The so-called words are like their people, and Xun Yu is also like this, seemingly delicate, but in fact, he is resolute inside. At that time, in the Xiuzhen Continent, she could be resolute and decisive, and would rather have her soul destroyed than burned, and it would be difficult for such a female cultivator to find a second one.

At this time, the most eye-catching thing in the examination room was Xun Yu, who had extraordinary eyes that could see Xun Yu's handwriting, and commented at the moment, and the discussion almost reached the venue.

Lu Zhanyuan, who was far away from Xun Yu, had already heard everyone talking at this time because his seat was closer to the stage.

He was sweating profusely and was unusually irritable. was already on a black boat, and was accused of being a villain by Pang Hua, but now his reputation is almost stinky. And his morality must be judged by Pang Hui, if he takes the exam alone in the future, the chance of passing is very small, let alone getting the top three.

Thinking about it like this, he even trembled a little when he held the pen, and the few words he made were not quite the same. He sat closer to the audience and could hear what the audience was saying, and the audience could naturally see his handwriting.

One person had sharp eyes, and he saw Lu Zhanyuan's handwriting like a dog's gnawing, and laughed: "What kind of thing is written here, I'm afraid that even my young boy writes on the ground with willow branches, it looks better than him." Such calligraphy dares to participate in the City God Poetry Festival, is it because he is not ashamed enough?"

Suddenly, everyone around looked over, and someone recognized Lu Zhanyuan's identity, and said with a disgusted face: "I recognize this, it is known as poetry and painting, it's really funny." As for poetry, I'm afraid that's it, it's a reputation bought with money. ”

At this time, the matter of Lu Zhanyuan, Yang Mansion, and the Mu family had already spread, and suddenly someone sneered and scolded him: "Villain." ”

Lu Zhanyuan on the stage was already in a bad mood at this time. He was adding ink when the 'villain' from the audience came to his ears, and he seemed to see Pang Hui standing behind him, commenting on him.

Suddenly, with a shake of his hand, the ink was sprinkled on the remaining white rolls, and the whole thing was dyed black.

This matter is simply to make matters worse, how can such a black roll be handed over to the city god?

He had to ask for a blank scroll to re-transcribe, which made his speed even slower, and later, someone had already started to make 'Yongliu', and he hadn't finished writing it yet.

The fourth lady in the audience was discussing with Mrs. Mu, and Mu Bai on the side had nothing to do, and it was not his turn to talk about it, even a person like him was a little self-aware and didn't come up with some bad ideas on the side.

The fourth lady is a fox in her eyes, and Mrs. Mu is a tiger.

He was bored at this time, so he stared at Lu Zhanyuan and Xun Yu, and the more he looked, the more angry he became, in his heart, this Lu Zhanyuan was almost the same as waste.

Suddenly, there was a 'villain' from the audience, this voice was even heard clearly by him, and he saw Lu Zhanyuan spilling the ink, and he hurriedly said to Mrs. Mu: "Look, then Lu Zhanyuan actually spilled the ink, this person is really a waste, and he can't do this little thing." ”

Mrs. Mu stopped talking, glanced at Lu Zhanyuan obliquely, saw that he asked for a blank piece of paper to re-copy, and said lightly: "Who can still make a mistake without a mistake? She still looked very lazy, and her tone was very unconcerned.

Seeing this, the fourth lady also stopped, she said: "The art of war is cloudy, and those who are good at fighting are worried about defeat before they win, at this time, this Lu Zhanyuan has already shown defeat, don't we want to think about the way back?"

She thought that if Lu Zhanyuan really didn't use it, Xun Yu would be the leader. At that time, whether it was Chenghuang making a move, or coming to Taiping Ding to refine the pill, it would not be a matter of seizing the luck of the Yang Mansion. It's time to find an opportunity to pull out the earth god and end the troubles.

The fourth lady didn't pay much attention to this matter in the first place, and she had a big secret, so she wanted to find an opportunity to withdraw so that she could plan her affairs.

Mrs. Mu is still half-lying. The seat of her chair was three times larger than the others, and the back of the chair was more slanted, and she leaned there without any movement, except for a little gleam in her eyes. She groaned for a while before she said: "Lu Zhanyuan was just in a hurry at this time, so he made this mistake, and as for the defeat, it is not yet time." ”

The fourth lady still said: "Look at his appearance, isn't it a ruined image that has been missed? She said and shook her head lightly, in fact, she was not optimistic about this matter as early as that night when the Yang Mansion's luck was restored.

This Yang Mansion's luck has been restored, and all means harmful to the Yang Mansion are difficult to perform. Just like this time Lu Zhanyuan's matter, he met Pang Hui, if the luck of the Yang Mansion is still sluggish, I am afraid there is still room for display.

Hearing this, Mrs. Mu said lightly: "It's just a little erratic, but now it's only the first meeting, and it can only be said that Lu Zhanyuan is not good at this kind of 'physical examination'." She looked at Mu Baishi again, "If he still looks like this in the future, you will tie him up and take him to the Yang Mansion to make amends." With your aunt watching, it must be fine. ”

Mu Baishi nodded reluctantly, while the fourth lady was a little annoyed. She knew that her sister would know what she was saying. Now that I am avoiding the important and trivial, I deliberately ignore the earth god, and I must not have given up. So he said in a tough tone: "I have already commanded that if the matter is revealed, someone will naturally do it, and you will watch it with peace of mind." ”

After that, he didn't wait for Mrs. Mu and Mu Baishi to respond, and left directly.

Mu Baishi didn't understand what was going on, but Mrs. Mu didn't mean to let Mu Baishi chase people at all. Thinking of the person she met a few days ago, she smiled contemptuously at the corner of her mouth: "Wait a few days, and you can't help but disagree." ”

She thought of Xun Yu who had done a bad thing for her, and she was annoyed. The root of this matter is still here, if it weren't for this Xun Yu's many events, where would there be so many problems now, and I secretly swore that I would repay it in a few days.

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Time passed bit by bit, Xun Yu finally finished filling in the words of the first poem, she spread the completed volume on the table, carefully read it again, and made sure that there was no mistake or omission.

At this time, there were very few people who filled in the first question at the venue, and Xun Yu handed over the finished paper, which attracted people's attention again and again. And Lu Zhanyuan looks like he has only done most of it, and the comparison between the two makes Xun Yu look even more brilliant.

One of the things that happened was that Liu Yue, who was sitting next to Xun Yu, left the stage early.

It turned out that the more afternoon it went, the more gloomy the sky became, and the cooler the sky became. Liu Yue was filling in the words at the time, when suddenly a spirit sneezed. She only felt colder and colder, and at the same time, the contents of her lunch were tumbling in her stomach like a war.

She thought of what Xun Yu said, in which the cold stomach and vomiting were fulfilled. I was afraid in my heart, and the poetry club couldn't take care of it, so I left the venue early and went home, and found a doctor for treatment, afraid that I would get an intermittent illness if it was too late.

In fact, Xun Yu didn't lie to her, but she just exaggerated the severity of the disease and scared her.