His eyes revealed envy.
Lin Shixuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a refined young gentleman from a distance.
He humbly bowed to the students beside him.
"You're too kind!"
"Brother Shixuan is truly a prodigy."
"Yes, yes, your poems from a few years ago were already amazing, but I never imagined they would reach an even higher level now!"
Lin Shixuan smiled without saying a word, which made them admire him from the bottom of their hearts.
Be humble and composed, avoid arrogance and competition, maintain a modest and respectful demeanor.
Even in a holy nation, such an event is rare, occurring only once every hundred years.
Xiao Chengyun carried Lin Wanwan to a spot not far away.
Lin Chang'an stood behind him, fuming and clicking his tongue in dissatisfaction.
"Pshaw, what's so great about him? My older brother is much better!"
Xiao Chengyun smiled at him, "Isn't Lin Shixuan your older brother?"
"He's not!" Lin Chang'an vehemently denied.
He's the biological son of his scumbag father's mistress.
Xiao Chengyun's tongue felt hot.
This...the son of a mistress?
He swallowed hard.
Lin Chang'an used to often boast to him about his parents' loving relationship.
Now he actually has a half-brother who is several years older than him?
I couldn't help but look at him with sympathy.
He paused, his childish voice filled with sympathy.
"Chang'an, when your sister was a month old, I heard that he was an adopted son in your household?"
Lin Chang'an rolled his eyes at him. "Yeah, he's an adopted son."
The word "adopted son" was emphasized heavily.
Xiao Chengyun looked at Lin Chang'an as if he were a pitiful little thing.
She didn't know if he could hear Lin Wanwan's true feelings, and she didn't dare to say it.
All I can do is sigh in my heart, poor child.
"One more song!"
"good."
"Several plum blossoms in the corner of the wall, blooming alone in the cold; I know from afar it is not snow, for there is a faint fragrance."
"Clap clap clap".
A round of applause erupted from the crowd.
"Well done, what a fine line, 'There is a faint fragrance here.' Brother Shixuan, you've made quite a bit of progress lately. Have you been secretly hiring a tutor?" Cui Hua patted his shoulder, looking like he was asking a question.
Lin Shixuan smiled slightly: "No, my mother has to take care of my younger siblings at home. I don't have much to do on weekdays, so I just read books."
After hearing his words, everyone admitted that they were not as good as him.
"You're amazing! You're definitely going to be the top scholar!"
"Brother Ye, what are you saying? Your talent is no less than mine. As long as you are willing to work hard, you might just become the top scholar." Lin Shixuan joked with a smile.
But he already had a plan in mind.
[Tch, the two poems aren't even in the same style, can't they tell the difference?]
"A student, my older brother is much better."
Lin Wanwan pouted and refused to look at him.
[Oh dear, in a few days, the Emperor will issue a notice: the one who wins the top scholar title will be appointed as a chef in the Hanlin Academy.]
[This is a favorite of the Emperor; it absolutely cannot be Lin Shixuan.]
This person relied on the demoness's possession of thousands of years of culture from another world to steal others' achievements.
Xiao Chengyun exclaimed in surprise.
Another world?
Is Lin Wanwan no ordinary person?
Can it see through all things in the world?
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