"Brother and sister-in-law, you are so awesome." It was not until they returned to the house that Zhang Xiulin expressed his feelings, looking at Zhao Chuchu with stars in his eyes.

Zhao Chuchu chuckled: "You don't think that I did all that, do you?"

Zhang Xiulin was dumbfounded: "Isn't it?"

"Of course not." Zhao Chuchu denied it. That was the culture left by the Chinese ancestors for thousands of years, not hers, Zhao Chuchu.

"Both poems and couplets were written by others." Zhao Chuchu spoke bluntly, without taking any credit for herself.

"My brother and sister-in-law just wanted to teach them a lesson, but they didn't want to portray themselves as genius poets."

Zhang Xiulin asked hesitantly, "But what if someone finds out?" She looked quite worried.

Zhao Chuchu patted her head and said, "Don't worry. The person who wrote the poem and couplet was a hermit and has passed away. No one else will know about it. Although they probably won't care, I, your brother and sister-in-law, will not show their works again in the future."

What belongs to others will always belong to others.

There is no need to use other people's things to create a genius image for yourself, even if those poets are from another time and space.

Zhang Xiulin knew that her brother and sister-in-law were not lying when she saw their frankness. Although she felt a little disappointed, she admired their honesty more.

However, it’s a pity that the hermit passed away.

If he were still alive, she would definitely take him as her master.

Zhang Xiulin left soon and was about to return to his house, but he met someone on the way.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhang Xiulin looked at Zhang Tian who was standing in front of him, hesitant to speak.

Zhang Tian opened her mouth and after a long time finally uttered a word: "I'm sorry." After saying these three words, she seemed to have used up all her strength, and seemed to be relieved.

She said, "I'm sorry, I was the one who started this incident. I was jealous of you. I apologize."

Zhang Xiulin was a little surprised. She originally thought that Zhang Tian was conceited and arrogant.

Zhang Xiulin doesn't like trouble. As long as it doesn't involve her, she doesn't care what others think.

She just didn't expect that Zhang Tian would take the initiative to apologize to her, which made her change her opinion of her.

"I don't care." Zhang Xiulin said lightly.

Zhang Tian looked a little awkward, as if about to explode, but somehow, he suppressed it and said, "Zhao Chuchu is your brother and sister-in-law, right? They're right. There are always people who are better than you. When three people walk together, there must be one who can teach me. I shouldn't think too highly of myself, look down on others, or provoke them out of jealousy."

Zhang Xiulin remained silent and did not speak.

Zhang Tian didn't care about her reaction. She had already said what she wanted to say. She turned around and walked away. But after taking only two steps, she turned back and said rather viciously, "Zhang Xiulin, I will definitely take first place in this provincial exam. I won't lose to you."

After saying this, he finally left.

Zhang Xiulin looked at the background where she left and chuckled. She whispered back, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

-

In the room over here, Zhao Chuchu was sitting next to Zhang Xiuyuan, hugging his thin waist, looking sticky.

Zhang Xiuyuan reached out to push her away, but he couldn't. This person was like gummy bear, once stuck, it couldn't be peeled off.

"Brother Yuan, I was just downstairs, is it clever or not?"

"Yeah, clever."

"Wasn't I so impressive just now?"

"Yeah, impressive."

Zhang Xiuyuan: I am just a robot with no emotions and can only respond.

Zhao Chuchu smiled happily.

"Then you love me even more."

"Uh-huh."