Gu Mingzhu held back his anger and went up to the next level.

When I took a look at the lantern that passed the second level, it was a familiar poem at the beginning.

I know that I am in love for a long time!

It's the poems she read to Her Highness.

She angrily picked up the pen and wrote the next sentence, looking forward to the sound of the river!

The steward looked at it, praised the son's good writing, and smiled and let her go up to the next level.

Gu Mingzhu stepped on it and continued to carry the lanterns.

Hate each other is better than the tide and have faith!

Gu Mingzhu sighed in his heart, picked up the pen and wrote it, and the lovesickness began to feel that the sea was not deep!

The steward's smile took her up another level.

The next lantern is hanging, and I want to send color notes and rulers!

Gu Mingzhu grinded his teeth and Huo Huo wrote, the mountains and rivers know where they are!

……

Level by level, all of them are love poems, and all of them are what Gu Mingzhu usually likes to chatter.

These are all great writers who have passed down across various dynasties, and they have been handed down for centuries of love poems, and they are already very remarkable for getting one or two sentences, how can they be right about them all!

Therefore, many people stop at the first and second ladders.

Those who can go to the fourth and fifth levels are already considered talented, and those who can go to the seventh or eighth level are peerless geniuses!

Therefore, a champion Lang walked to the ninth level, which was simply a leader, and it was unbearable to be in a high place, and the mountains were small at a glance.

The onlookers below had great hopes for him, and the applause and cheers were endless, hoping that he would come out on top and win the most noble pearl lantern on the top.

Zhuang Yuanlang is also gearing up, thinking that now, he is the only one who is stepping on the ninth level, which is called a high-spirited and ambitious person.

I don't want to, I took the lantern at the ninth level and took a look, and I was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Because of the verse in front of him, he had no clue about the next sentence.

Cheers below? He was a little anxious for a moment.

The more anxious you are, the more chaotic your mind becomes? So he stopped there and made a meditative appearance.

What I thought in my heart was, anyway, he was the only one who stepped up the ninth-level ladder, and he couldn't take the ninth-level to continue to move forward, what should others? I can't take it.

Since no one else can take it? So, as the self who has stepped up to the ninth level? It should be considered a top priority.

So, this is beautiful? The pearl lantern worth 10,000 gold must still be your own!

Enter the palace to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and be appreciated by His Royal Highness the Prince? Finally soaring? A very good minister will definitely be himself!

So self-comforting to give yourself a lot of blood? Nervous heart calmed down a lot? Continue to meditate on the posture of the poem.

At this moment, a great cheer erupted below.

"Okay? Very good! ”

"Little boy, this is like walking on the ground? Straight to the ladder! ”

"That's right? Amazing? This little boy has passed every level with a big stroke of the pen? Lao Tzu has been staring at him for a long time! ”

Look at every sentence he utters, whether it is the meaning of emotion? Or the literary style, it is simply perfect and impeccable! What a genius prodigy this is! ”

"Another level? Okay, very good? It's already level 10! ”

Everyone saw that Gu Mingzhu had passed the ninth level, had gone up to the tenth level, and had crossed the champion Lang, and then broke out into an earth-shattering cheer.

Standing at the ninth level, Zhuang Yuanlang, who was still daydreaming and pretending to meditate: "......"

That's wrong!

This cheer and praise is not for yourself!