A smile appeared on Zhuo Donglai's carved face.

He looked at the tall incense, which had just been lit. It could really burn for an hour. He thought this was to give the students enough time to think.

He turned his head and looked at Fu Xiaoguan again. He thought that Fu Xiaoguan should be frowning at the moment, but he didn't expect to see a bright smiling face.

——This guy... can still laugh?

So he also smiled, and this smile fell into the eyes of Miss Tang San. What Tang Guozhu's third granddaughter was thinking at this moment was that it seemed that Zhuo Donglai had already won.

As for the reason?

The reason was that she rarely saw Zhuo Donglai smile. Even in front of Wu Linger, he might become a little gentler, but he still rarely smiled.

Miss Tang San was extremely fond of Zhuo Donglai. He was handsome, the best in martial arts and literature in Lishan Academy, and he was steady and composed in all situations. Such a young man was, of course, the best match for a woman like her.

She didn't understand why Wu Linger fell in love with Fu Xiaoguan. Although the boy was not bad looking, he was obviously not as good-looking as Zhuo Donglai.

Speaking of literary talent, although Fu Xiaoguan is more famous, Miss Tang San believes that this is simply because the literary style of the Yu Dynasty flourished and the soil there is more suitable for the growth of literati.

Moreover, if it comes to martial arts, I am afraid that ten Fu Xiaoguans are no match for Zhuo Donglai, but the Wu Dynasty values ​​martial arts!

She originally thought that it was natural for Wu Linger to marry Fu Xiaoguan as a princess. She was even extremely happy when she knew that Wu Linger had gone to the Qishan Corridor, because if Wu Linger really fell in love with Fu Xiaoguan, it would naturally put an end to Zhuo Donglai's idea, and she would have more hope.

So she originally hoped that Fu Xiaoguan would win the first place, but she didn't expect that His Majesty would withdraw the order. Even in this huge Guanyun City, there was a rumor that Fu Xiaoguan was His Majesty's illegitimate son!

She asked her grandfather, but Tang Guozhu did not give her a clear answer, because her grandfather did not know the truth and only said it was very likely.

But Wu Linger didn't come today, which made her believe that Fu Xiaoguan might really be His Majesty's illegitimate son.

This is really not good news!

In this way, there is no chance for Wu Linger and Fu Xiaoguan anymore. The only thing that makes her feel relieved is that His Majesty has withdrawn the decree, so she naturally hopes that Zhuo Donglai can win the first place.

As for your Majesty's illegitimate son... at least he is not yet a prince of the Wu Dynasty.

So, she looked at Fu Xiaoguan, the world-famous young talent. Was he deep in thought at this moment?

Fu Xiaoguan was smiling, and his smile was so bright that Fan Tianning beside him thought that this boy was extremely happy out of sorrow.

"Brother Fu, to be honest, at least this first couplet is unfair to you."

"Brother Fan, why do you say that?"

Fan Tianning stared at Fu Xiaoguan and pondered for five breaths. "Your question is difficult for me to answer. The Yu Dynasty doesn't even have a temple. Brother Fu, have you ever read Buddhist scriptures?"

He suddenly remembered that Fu Xiaoguan had enlightened the withered cicada, and was startled for a moment. He then said, "I had forgotten that you actually have a deep understanding of the Buddha's teachings. So, you already have the second line?"

Fu Xiaoguan actually had the second half of these two couplets, because he had actually seen these two couplets in his previous life!

This is the case of no coincidence in the world.

"I have something in mind."

Dong Shulan and Yu Wenjun looked at Fu Xiaoguan, wondering if he had another flash of inspiration.

Su Su was eating the pastries she bought from Guanyun City. She just glanced at the two couplets. She had no interest and didn't understand. This mess had nothing to do with her.

Second Senior Brother didn't even glance at the couplet. He stared at the cake in Su Su's hand and swallowed his saliva. "Sixth Senior Sister, Second Senior Brother, I really didn't have enough for lunch."

Su Su raised her sleeve to cover the cake in her hand, leaning slightly to the side to protect it, glancing at Gao Yuanyuan, "Don't even think about it! You still have to stand here all afternoon. How boring would it be without food? The chef said you need to lose weight!"

"Master never said that."

"No, that's what my master told me last night when I was dreaming!"

“……!”

Some students sat on the ground, writing and drawing on the ground with their fingers.

Some of them wandered here with their heads down, thinking about the first couplet in their minds and wondering how to come up with a wonderful second couplet.

There are also students who are calm and composed, and seem to have everything under control, but in fact they know in their hearts that this is not their cup of tea.

I can't figure it out. It's useless to rack my brains, so it's better not to think about it.

Fu Xiaoguan already had the second line of the couplet in mind. He looked up at the incense stick, but it was still ten feet long!

He didn't want to wait any longer, so he said to Qin Wenzhe and other Wu Dynasty students: "Think carefully about it, and I will answer it correctly."

Fu Xiaoguan took Yu Wenyun, Dong Shulan and Su Su away, leaving the hundred disciples looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Master, what do you mean?"

"You're deaf! My teacher said to answer correctly!"

"So fast? ... Then what's the matter with Si Xiangwei?"

"Stupid! Just think of it as the Flower Goddess... No, do you think our Master really came up with the second line in such a short time?"

"Fuck, that's a stupid question. Who is my mentor? He's a genius who can compose a poem in three steps, let alone this couplet?"

"You don't understand your mentor well enough. There's a place called Linzhou on the riverside where the Ninth Princess once gave Yan Xiwen the first line of a couplet. Yan Xiwen pondered for three days and three nights, but couldn't come up with an answer. Later, he hung it in the Lanting Pavilion and offered a thousand taels of silver for the second line. You should know that the Ninth Princess and Miss Dong went there and made off with four thousand taels of silver from Yan Xiwen!"

"That's not right. It's just the first line. Didn't you ask for a thousand taels of silver for the second line? How did it become four thousand taels of silver?"

"Are you stupid? He came up with four second lines! It's said that all of them were written by my teacher. Adding the original second line, that means my teacher came up with five second lines for that first line. Do you understand?"

"Hiss...!" Many students who had never heard of this story took a deep breath, thinking that their mentor was so terrible at making couplets!

When Fan Tianning heard this, he felt sick all over.

Is it possible that Fu Xiaoguan has no weaknesses?

He just said that he had some thoughts about it, but before he could even think about it for ten breaths, he had to go and answer the questions. When he thought about what these students were saying at this moment - his pair must be very powerful!

Fan Tianning felt like he had lost all desire to live, but Ku Chan said, "You've forgotten your original intention!"

Yes, I am here to be a salted fish!

In full view of everyone, Fu Xiaoguan walked to the desk with three stunning beauties.

Dong Shulan ground the ink, and Fu Xiaoguan picked up the brush.

Wen Xingzhou and Tang Guozhu, who were still standing on the stage, were shocked. What was this kid going to do?

All the students in the square looked at Fu Xiaoguan. Zhuo Donglai's smile gradually faded, his heart sank, and his brows furrowed. "What does he mean?"