Suddenly, the people around him looked at the referee table noisily, and Mu Ziluo noticed that Pei Yuan's eyes were suddenly bright and abnormal, mixed with excitement and shyness.

Mu Ziluo's eyes jumped slightly, and he looked at the referee's office, only to know that in the middle position, the Taishi chair had already been removed, and Jing Che was sitting there as warm as jade, Qiu Yueying was behind him, and his hands were on his chair.

The two of them saw Mu Ziluo in the crowd at a glance, Jing Che just glanced at Mu Ziluo indifferently, and Qiu Yueying had a provocative smile on the corner of her mouth.

Mu Ziluo looked at Jing Che and Qiu Yueying on the other side of the pool in a daze, and the people around him were all talking, guessing who the stunning beauty behind King Jing'an was, and whether it was his future princess.

Mu Zilu looked at Jing Che lightly for a night, then turned his head, he actually brought Qiu Yueying out and exposed it to the public, did he want to explain something?

Feng Hongyan pulled Luo Jiwen over, and when she saw Mu Ziwen's appearance, she knew that she was unhappy.

"Ziluo, I also only knew that Brother Wen came with Brother Wen today and Brother Jing and Qiu Yueying, the dean invited Brother Jing to be the referee, and Qiu Yueying will participate in the competition." Feng Hongya was a little angry, and continued: "Qiu Yueying must be begging Brother Jing to bring her here, Zi Luo, don't worry, I will help you later."

"Red Aya, I'm not unhappy." His face was calm and indifferent, his tone was wavering, and he couldn't see any unhappiness.

Luo Jiwen observed Mu Ziluo, and the calmer she was, the more she felt something. said secretly in his heart: Xiao Luo'er, you are still dead to Jing Che, he will not be with you, and he cannot be with you.

On the judge's platform, the dean of the college announced the rules of the poetry competition, and each round can be free to come forward to answer questions, and the judge will evaluate the person with the best score to win.

"I believe that a few days ago, many people have seen plum blossoms, so our first question is more than poetry, who will be the first to come up and compose a poem?" The dean gave the first question for the competition.

The students around Mu Zizhen were all whispering, but no one dared to be the first to answer.

Shangguan Ning glanced at Luo Ji who was standing beside Feng Hongyan, the meaning in his eyes was unclear, he took a big step forward, stood on the high platform with a steady step, and said to the dean: "Shangguan Ning came to compose a poem. ”

The dean nodded, signaling for Shangguan Ning to start.

"Settle down at the end of the world, and follow the material. Hanmei is the most hateful, and it is a long flower last year. ”

Shangguan Ning's words fell, and everyone could feel the sad emotions in her poems.

Mu Ziluo knew that Shangguan Ning used this poem to express a series of misfortunes and blows he had endured, and his unfortunate life experience was like not seeing the warmth of spring.

"Okay, good" Everyone couldn't help but applaud when they came to their senses, and Shangguan Ning's prelude at the beginning was very good.

In the next few rounds, the students went up to challenge Shangguan Ning, but they all failed.

"I have seen the cold plum hair, and I have heard the sound of birds again. I look at the spring grass in my heart, and I am afraid of the jade step. ”

Pei Yuan stepped onto the high platform and won Shangguan Ning with a song, and the poem expressed a kind of emotion that was stumbling in time and seeing hope again.

Everyone clapped their hands one after another, and said bluntly: "The first talented woman deserves to be the first talented woman, and she really deserves her name." ”

Shangguan Ning retreated in frustration and embarrassment, Lin Yi looked at Shangguan Ning provocatively and mockingly, Shangguan Ning's inferiority complex that had existed since childhood came out from the depths of his heart, and his palms were sweating.

Mu Ziluo held Shangguan Ning's hand and comforted her: "It's okay, it's just a competition, and it doesn't mean anything."

Shangguan Ning nodded with a wry smile, and invisibly broke away from the hand held by Mu Ziluo.

Ziluo, what do you know, this honor is as important to her as her life, as long as she can win the championship, she can get what she wants, and now that she has failed, she is one step away from what she wants.

As soon as Pei Yuan came out, almost no one dared to challenge her.

"I don't know who else wants to compete with Pei Yuan?" As the first talented woman and the daughter of her uncle, she has proud capital.

"Sister Yuan is only eight buckets high, she is a real talented woman, no one can compare, Sister Yuan won this game." Lin Yiwei clapped her hands happily on the side, and her excited expression was as if she had won.

Pei Yuan ignored Lin Yiwei's cheerfulness, looked at Mu Ziluo with challenging eyes, and saw that Mu Ziluo was just staring at the koi in the pool in a daze, ignoring her on the platform as if the things around her had nothing to do with her.

"Miss Ziluo's piano skills shocked everyone last time, I don't know if Pei Yuan can understand whether Miss Ziluo's poetry is as proficient."

She hates to see Mu Ziluo all day long like no one else, nothing is important.

Mu Ziluo, who was suddenly named, was surprised, but secretly thought in his heart that it seemed that Pei Yuan had already regarded her as an imaginary enemy since the last palace banquet.

In that case, she is not welcome.

Mu Ziluo walked to Pei Yuan's side calmly with light lotus steps, and the skirt also followed her movements, swinging a circle of patterns in the air.

Jing Che looked at Mu Ziluo, the corners of his mouth hooked up a doting smile, with the invisible tacit understanding between him and Mu Ziluo, how could he not know why Mu Ziluo would fight.

Ah, why do you care about other people's provocations to you, but if you want to play, I will accompany you.

Qiu Yueying felt that after Jing Che saw Mu Ziluo, after the soft breath of her whole body, the more unbalanced her heart became, why, she asked herself why Jing Che didn't treat her differently if she was no worse than Mu Ziluo.

Forget it, anyway, Jing Che has reached an agreement with her, Mu Ziluo, you just watch how I conquer Jing Che step by step, and have Jing Che.

Mu Ziluo walked up to Pei Yuan, sneered and said, "Miss Pei Yuan, you asked me to come up, I just hope I don't regret it."

Pei Yuan pretended to be weak and said: "Why did Miss Ziluo say this, Pei Yuan just admired your talent, and asked Miss Ziluo to write a poem." ”

Mu Ziluo sneered at Pei Yuan, then looked at the referee's table, and said to the referee: "Ziluo is only a shallow learner, and he can't think of any good poems, so let's make a simple plum blossom." ”

The dean nodded to Mu Ziluo and signaled that she could start.

"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, only dark incense. ”

As soon as Mu Ziluo's poem came out, many people fell into the realm of Mu Ziluo's poems and guessed the reason for Mu Ziluo's poems.

The most controversial is the referee's table.

Jing Che looked at Mu Ziluo with deep eyes, others didn't understand the meaning of her poem, could he not understand.

Ah Luo, this is telling her own deep predicament through plum blossoms, even if she is in deep predicament, she will not give up her beliefs, this is not a portrayal of Mu Ziluo's character, cold and stubborn, proud and not afraid, he is really shocked by Mu Ziluo.

The referees whispered, and after a long time, the dean of the Royal Academy stood up and spread out the scroll in his hand, which contained the list of winners of this first match.

"This fight poem, with plum blossoms as the theme, the winner is Mu Ziluo."

As soon as the list came out, seeing that it was Mu Ziluo who won, Pei Yuan simply gritted a mouthful of silver teeth in his heart.

The corner of Mu Ziluo's mouth smiled unexpectedly, she knew that in addition to her father's vote, there was probably a vote from Jing Che.

Lin Yiwei saw that it was Mu Ziluo who won, and angrily shouted at the dean below: "Why, Mu Ziluo's poem is so simple and ordinary, Sister Mingyuan is better than her, why is she winning, it's not fair."