His frank attitude also infected all the contestants present, so several other poets expressed their agreement with this suggestion and were willing to accept everyone's choice.

Then Wen Zhu had an idea. She found a few bouquets of gorgeous flowers as a selection tool and asked everyone to vote for their favorite work in the form of flower arrangements.

This approach is both beautiful and poetic, bringing extra visual enjoyment.

Soon, each poem was filled with various petals.

What is striking is that the piece written by Baili Ce is obviously more popular with the public, and it is almost surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers.

As the time was drawing to a close, Xie Yulan suddenly turned around and gently said to Wen Zhu, who was standing aside and watching everything carefully, "Hey, little sister, come join us and give us your opinions. After all, everyone's voice is important."

Hearing this, Wen Zhu, who was originally a little nervous and shy and did not dare to speak easily, first lowered her eyes and said "hmm" softly to indicate that she heard what the other party said, and then fell into a brief hesitation - because she knew that this was not only a test of her aesthetic vision, but might also affect the relationship between the two friends.

However, before she could think about it, something warm and soft was forced into her palm.

"Alright, that's it."

Magnolia urged with a grin.

Out of desperation, Wen Zhu had to bite the bullet and start concentrating on reading the masterpieces created by each author with great care.

Although deep down she was more inclined towards Baili Ce's unique and profound masterpiece, after careful consideration she decided to support her more familiar friend Xie Yuxuan and gently cast her vote for his group of poems.

When the final results were announced, Xie Yuxuan was overjoyed to learn of his victory. He clapped his hands excitedly and shouted, "Wow, so many people have recognized my talent! They truly have a discerning eye for the true beauty of art!"

After saying this, he looked at his sister and other friends with pride, as if asking for credit and reward.

"Oh, look how happy you are..."

Meanwhile, Yulan, who was witnessing all this, teased the usually calm and composed man with a slightly disgruntled expression, "To be honest, if I hadn't considered saving my brother's face, I might not have chosen to cheer you on!"

"That's not the case, miss. Please don't misunderstand me."

A gentle voice interrupted the banter between the siblings. It came from Miss Wen Zhu, who had just finished voting and now stood up to explain the situation. "Your work is truly exceptional. The words are fresh yet elegant, bringing an unprecedented aesthetic enjoyment to the audience."

Seeing this scene, Xie Yuxuan was so happy that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

His sister glared at him, with a hint of anger and dissatisfaction in her eyes.

This scene made Wen Zhu laugh continuously. He held his stomach and bent over, obviously enjoying the joyful atmosphere brought by this little quarrel.

The bickering between the brother and sister is always so funny, whether it is a little sarcasm between each other or an unintentional tacit understanding, it can make people feel a warm and relaxed atmosphere.

A man who looked like a scholar came forward respectfully and asked if he could record these interesting conversations. His eyes were shining with love and yearning for this scene.

Seeing that the other party was also interested in the text, Baili Ce said happily: "Of course, just don't forget to write down who said it."

His tone was full of encouragement and the joy of sharing.

"Absolutely, sir, your article is really excellent."

The man spoke with great respect, as if expressing his deepest admiration for his idol, and his words revealed his desire and pursuit for culture.

Soon after, other people at the scene also began to choose their favorite sentences and write them down. Everyone seemed to be deeply attracted by the cultural atmosphere here, and everyone wanted to take this wonderful moment home.

Wen Zhu couldn't help but smile when he thought that in the future more scholars might come to visit this place specifically because of reading today's poems.

At that time, people came here not only to drink tea and snacks, but also to experience the cultural atmosphere here. Naturally, the store became popular and formed an elegant lifestyle.

Especially after Baili Ce became the top scholar, many people came to visit him even if it was just to get a taste of his literary talent.

At that time, this place will become an important venue for cultural exchange, attracting more people to gather here to discuss literature and art.

After the poetry competition, everyone turned to discussing painting, music playing and other skills, and the topic extended from one end to the other.

It not only attracted the interest of many readers, who joined in to express their opinions; several ladies also quietly came closer to watch, with smiles of curiosity and appreciation on their faces.

Everyone was very satisfied with this gathering. It not only enhanced friendship, but also nourished their hearts. They spent an unforgettable day in laughter and joy.

Before she knew it, a month had passed and Sheng Shuyan finally returned home after her long journey.

She felt tired but also excited, wanting to reunite with her family as soon as possible to share her experiences from the trip.

According to family rules, Wen Zhu brought several maids and old servants to the side door to welcome the second young lady back.

They stood neatly in front of the door, ready to greet their long-awaited relatives with a warm hug.

After a while, the exquisitely decorated carriage finally slowly stopped at the gate of the mansion, and after a slight shake, it completely stabilized.

Immediately afterwards, Sheng Shuyan, with her agile and nimble figure, jumped out of the car lightly. Her movements were very quick, as if she was free from any burden.

She had a pretty face exactly like Aunt Liu's, with a pair of big, watery eyes like two clear lakes, and her fair, rosy face was as delicate and juicy as a freshly ripe peach in summer.

However, what attracts the most attention at this moment is the vibrant aura she exudes, which is more moving than static beauty.

After getting off the car, Sheng Shuyan frowned slightly and asked the person in front of her with a look of dissatisfaction, "Why did you ask me to go through the side door? This is so rude."

There was clearly a hint of blame in his tone.

Wen Zhu, who came to greet us, showed no surprise or displeasure at this question. Maintaining her usual gentle and amiable smile, she explained, "This is our family's traditional custom. All women must enter through the side door upon returning home. This is not only because it provides a more convenient way to the inner living quarters, but also to protect the privacy and dignity of the women, preventing outsiders from disturbing them."