Compared with those poems, it is a compliment to say that Zhao Hesheng's lyrics are average.
"You! Haha, Lord Wenxuan is quite arrogant. I'm looking forward to seeing your performance!"
Returning to his seat, Zhao Hesheng looked a little unhappy.
However, when he thought that the woman upstairs would soon invite him into her boudoir, his mood improved a lot.
With his eyes closed, Zhao Hesheng conserved his energy.
I'm afraid that many women will tie red ribbons for me later. Which one should I choose?
Miss Liu is good, Miss Zhao is okay, Miss Qiu is a little cold, but she has the figure I like.
Oh, this is a bit difficult.
Thinking of this, Zhao Hesheng opened his eyes and wanted to see the result.
But he was confused.
Upstairs, the girls were talking a lot, but not a single one of them tied a red ribbon on him!
"What's going on?"
Not only him, but everyone else was stunned as well.
If Baili's masterpiece were put in the past, it would have been enough to become the focus.
But the situation today is wrong, very wrong!
"Um, ladies, do any of you want to wear a red ribbon?"
Zhou Ming asked.
Many women shook their heads.
All of a sudden, Zhao Hesheng's face turned ashen.
No one chose him!
Wouldn't he become a joke then?
Sure enough, bursts of laughter were heard all around, making Zhao Hesheng tap his toes in embarrassment.
"Haha, Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid you're too ordinary looking to catch the eyes of the other girls. Well, let me give it a try."
Wen Bubai laughed and walked to the table.
He was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with long flowing hair, and he was very handsome, much better looking than Zhao Hesheng.
He wrote with a brush and splashed ink, and in a short while he finished a work of art.
It is also a masterpiece of Baili!
Wen Bubai returned to his seat with a smile on his face, waiting for the girls to tie the red ribbons.
But what is shocking is that this time, there is still not a single one!
Just like Zhao Hesheng!
Next, several more people came forward and wrote hundreds of excellent works, but it was still the same.
In Hongxiu Pavilion, none of the girls tied a red ribbon!
There was a burst of noise at the scene, and everyone looked confused.
Zhou Ming was also stunned.
This is the first time such a situation has occurred in all the years I have hosted poetry competitions.
"Everyone, are you really sure about this?"
Zhou Ming bowed towards the upstairs.
Upstairs, many girls started laughing.
"Haha, let's wait for the poems of Lord Wenxuan."
"Yes, we also want to see if Lord Wenxuan is as talented as I expect."
"Lord Wenxuan, I really want to tie my red ribbon for you."
The bursts of swallows' chirping made Wen Bubai and others' veins throb and their teeth almost break.
Got it!
This is why they became clowns?!
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