Chapter 308: Please Move Away

When Zhu Lan's words reached everyone's ears, the expressions on the men's faces froze and they could no longer laugh.

When an ordinary girl heard such teasing, she would either cover her face and walk away, or spit and curse with a red face. It was interesting to see her embarrassed and angry look.

But he didn't expect that the woman in front of him, whose name he didn't know, looked quiet, not shy or angry, but her words were as sharp as a knife.

She has a sharp tongue. Let’s see which man dares to marry her in the future!

He Fang looked at Zhu Lan again, and said in a strange tone, "I didn't expect Miss Zhu to be a scholar."

After that, he looked at everyone present and said with a smile, "Everyone is silent. It seems that no one can come up with a better second line. I admit defeat. Since even Miss Zhu beside me can't compare, it seems that I don't need to do anything."

Everyone had a sullen look on their face, and some began to sigh.

"Mr. He is so talented. I didn't expect the girls around him are so amazing. They must have inherited Mr. He's true teachings..."

"Alas, I was hoping to have a chance to spar with Master He, but now it seems that I am overestimating my own abilities."

The sound of discussion was very pleasant to the ears of He Fang.

He Fang was in a good mood after being intoxicated again. He looked at Zhu Lan and commented in front of everyone:

"The second half of the couplet you just wrote is passable, and it does show some talent.

As a girl, you want to study, which is rare. Unfortunately, I am too busy to teach you personally. How about this, I will ask a few scholars to give you some advice, maybe you will have a chance to pass the imperial examination in the future. "

Everyone once again lamented that Mr. He Fang was willing to spend a fortune on a beautiful woman, and he was indeed a man of character. Some even envied Zhu Lan's good fortune for being able to make a friend like Mr. He.

Zhu Lan could only smile and say nothing.

He Fang turned around and found that even Wenren Yuebai was looking at him with strange eyes, and thought that he also envied Zhu Lan.

"Well, you...ah, if you also want to pass the imperial examination, I can introduce you to a few teachers." He Fang sighed in his heart and just considered it as doing good deeds to accumulate merit.

For the first time, Qiao Youyou saw a somewhat helpless expression on Wenren Yuebai's face.

Afterwards, Wenren Yuebai thanked him in a very polite manner.

The young man in the center of the field waited for a moment and announced that Zhu Lan's side was the winner of the second round of competition.

The young man came to Zhu Lan and told her that she could bring three companions to the third-floor pavilion to compete for the chance to finally meet Miss Shi Yan.

Zhu Lan then realized that there were four other people in the group besides himself, and one of them had to stay behind.

He Fang was full of confidence and glanced at Wenren Yuebai out of the corner of his eye, as if he had already predicted the outcome.

Zhu Lan hesitated for a moment.

Just now in the cabin on the first floor, neither Wenren Yuebai nor I made any moves. It was indeed He Fang who won the opportunity and the others came to the second floor. Moreover, I had not revealed my identity before, and it was He Fang who brought everyone on board.

If he left He Fang behind at this time, it would seem like he was destroying his bridges after crossing the river. But Chu Xin, Qiao Youyou and Wenren Yuebai were all his good friends, and he couldn't leave any of them behind. It was really a difficult problem.

Zhu Lan asked again in a low voice whether one person had to stay behind. The young man nodded, saying that this was the rule set by Miss Shi Yan and that the pavilion above could only accommodate four people.

Qiao Youyou saw that Zhu Lan was in trouble and whispered, "Lanlan, how about I stay here with Xiaobai..."

Zhu Lan shook her head. She knew that Qiao Youyou really wanted to go up and take a look, and also wanted to meet Miss Shi Yan.

At this moment, another small boat approached the pleasure boat where the few people were. Judging from the direction, it came from the big ship where Miss Shi Yan was.

A short girl came down from the boat. Judging from her clothes, she should be a maid. She went straight to the second floor of the pleasure boat.

When the young man saw her, he immediately showed respect.

The girl glanced at everyone's faces, and seemed unsure of who she was looking for, so she said loudly:

"Miss Shi Yan said that since the number one scholar is here at today's poetry gathering, the final round of competition would be a bit unfair to the guests on the other pleasure boats.

Therefore, please follow me to Miss Shi Yan's boat. Miss Shi Yan invites you to be the referee for the final round of the competition with her."

When the people in the cabin on the second floor heard that the top scholar was actually here, they all showed surprise on their faces. They looked around, but no one seemed to be the right person.

He Fang was also stunned. The top scholar is here?

A group of people like me are about to reach the top, why doesn’t the top scholar say anything?

The next moment, Zhu Lan stood up slowly under He Fang's incredulous gaze, walked in front of the girl, and smiled faintly.

"My name is Zhu Lan. I am honored."

He Fang felt like he was dreaming. His mouth couldn't close for a long time and his eyeballs almost popped out.

She, she, she... doesn't even look like she's 20 years old, but she's actually the top scorer in this year's exam! ? ?

I actually traveled all the way with the top scholar?

No, why didn’t anyone tell me!!!

Chu Xin had a smirk on his face, "Mr. He is a man of great literary talent. Even the top scholar sister is benefiting from you~"

He Fang then realized that Chu Xin had known Zhu Lan's identity for a long time but deliberately didn't tell him, causing him to make a fool of himself along the way.

Looking at Wenren Yuebai and Qiao Youyou's reactions, it seemed as if they knew everything and I was the only one kept in the dark.

When the rest of the people looked at He Fang again, their eyes also became strange. They all remembered that he had just said that he wanted to find a teacher to teach this top scholar girl.

He Fang felt like he was slapped hard in the face. His face was burning and he felt a breath stuck in his chest, but he didn't want to jump up and down in front of so many people.

He could only glare at Chu Xin angrily, "You damn girl!"

So Zhu Lan boarded the boat under everyone's envious gazes and went to meet Shi Yan.

The young man walked up to He Fang and the other four and told them that as Zhu Lan's companions, they could now go up to the pavilion on the top of the ship together.

When you reach the top of the ship, without the surrounding bulkheads blocking your view, you can instantly see the people coming and going on the shore, as well as the other three-story pleasure boats participating in the poetry competition, and the situations on those pleasure boats.

Miss Shi Yan's extremely gorgeous ship had approached at some point, and was only ten feet away from the other pleasure boats. One could even see figures walking behind the gauze curtain.

Chu Xin looked around excitedly and suddenly realized a problem.

"But, the top scholar sister is gone, what should we do with the last round of poetry?"

He Fang coughed twice, trying to remind Chu Xin that he had picked the wrong person. He was obviously the one who brought her here!

Since Zhu Lan is not here, it is naturally my turn to show up!

However, Chu Xin was unwilling to pay any attention to him at all.

In the final round of the competition, Miss Shi Yan will personally set the questions and select the images, which will be hung on the big ship in the form of lanterns. The participants in the poetry competition will then answer them. Finally, the written answers will be delivered to Miss Shi Yan by a small boat, and she will judge them.

In the last round, He Fang actually had no confidence. Although he studied, he was just a businessman after all and had no time to really study poetry.

He considered himself to be a businessman, and it was already very impressive that he had studied to his level, so he did not force himself to win.

Chu Xin pointed at Shi Yan's boat and shouted, "Look, the lanterns are lit!"

When everyone looked over, they saw two huge lotus-colored lanterns rising from the top of the boat, with two words written on them.

"Hu... Guang... It's 'Hu Guang'!" Chu Xin squinted his eyes and recognized it, then muttered: "This title is too casual."

"You don't understand. The simpler and more ordinary something looks, the harder it is to write something wonderful about it." He Fang said as he picked up his pen to think about it.

Wenren Yuebai had no interest in the mysterious Miss Shi Yan, but Qiao Youyou's face was full of anticipation, so he had no choice but to pick up his pen.

He Fang noticed his actions from the corner of his eye, and curled his lips in disdain, his face full of disdain.

After a while, the young man came up and asked them if they had written their answers.

He Fang blew on the ink on the paper and was about to hand it to him, but was stopped by Qiao Youyou, "Mr. Wenren also wrote a poem, why should he use yours?"

He Fang was so angry that he laughed. A cripple, wouldn't he really want to show off here?

"Okay, okay, then bring his poems here and we'll compare them. We'll use the one that's better. How do you think?"

"That's how it should be!" Qiao Youyou said, and stood up to take the paper in front of Wenren Yuebai.

When it comes to writing poetry, there is no way Xiaobai can lose to someone like He Fang.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up on the lake, blowing up the gauze curtains around the pavilion, and happened to blow up the paper.

Qiao Youyou subconsciously reached out to press it, but it was too late. The thin rice paper was blown up with a "rustling" sound and floated out of the pavilion.

Qiao Youyou quickly got up and chased after him.

The pavilion was surrounded by wooden railings less than half a person's height. The moment the paper floated out of the pavilion, Qiao Youyou didn't pay attention to her feet and actually leaned half of her body out!

Fortunately, Wenren Yuebai, who was beside her, was quick-witted and grabbed her wrist and dragged her back.

Qiao Youyou was still in shock, her face turned pale with fright, and it took her a while to come back to her senses.

I didn't expect that Wenren Yuebai looked thin but actually had a lot of strength. If he hadn't pulled me back just now, I might have fallen from this three-story pavilion!

She wanted to thank Wenren Yuebai, but the moment her eyes fell on his face she was stunned.

She had never seen such an expression on Wenren Yuebai's face, panic, worry, blame and anger.

"It's just a piece of paper. If it's lost, it's lost. You..." Wenren Yuebai said halfway, and seemed to not know how to continue blaming. In the end, he pursed his lips tightly, with a look of fear.

Qiao Youyou lowered her eyes and realized that he was still holding her wrist tightly, which was a bit painful.

And his hands were very cold.

Perhaps it was because she was too frightened by almost falling from the building, Qiao Youyou felt her heart pounding and it hasn't calmed down yet.

When Wenren Yuebai saw her staring at his hand, he suddenly withdrew his hand and looked away, his tone suppressing his excitement.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you."

He Fang's impatient voice sounded: "Alright, alright, as long as you didn't fall down."

Since the poems written by Wenren Yuebai have fallen into the lake, we can only use He Fang's.

He Fang handed his piece of paper to the young man, and then waited for the result.

"Are you sure?" Chu Xin glanced at him and questioned.

He Fang glared at her unhappily and pointed at Wenren Yuebai with his chin.

"I'm not sure, but he will get pregnant? That's ridiculous."

(I've been stuck in the plot lately and I'm a little bald. The price I pay for not wanting to write a stupid villain is that my CPU is about to burn out. WaaaaaaaaTT

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