Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 8

"Lang Jun, if you are going to participate in the poetry meeting, you still have to move." The boy in Tsing Yi walked to Nan Wan's side and reminded him softly.

"Wife master, you go!" Afraid of her embarrassment, Ming Yang took the lead and said, "I will stay here and wait for you."

"it is good."

Nan Wan nodded, and followed the boy in Tsing Yi to the depths of the pavilion.

A lot of people gathered in the depths of the pavilion, and some of them were familiar faces.

When Nan Wan approached, many people couldn't help looking up at her.

They knew most of the people from the major academies in the imperial city, and they knew their names.Only Nanwan was a little strange to them.

Just when they were wondering who this person was, someone stood up.

"Hey! Isn't this the surrogate wife of the Ming family? Long time no see, can you tell us how life is in the Ming family?" Lin Youyou smirked.

As soon as these words came out, people around also guessed Nan Wan's identity.

When Ming Yang recruited his wife back then, they laughed at Ming Yang's overreaching, how could a dignified woman lower her price to join your Ming family?As a result, they were all beaten in the face.

There are really people in this world who don't care about face and join the Ming family.

Therefore, everyone couldn't help looking at Nan Wan with a bit of sarcasm.

Yunxia looked at this scene gloatingly, but she wanted to see how Nan Wan took her trick?If she doesn't handle it well, she will be removed from this circle in the future.

But what everyone didn't expect was that there was no embarrassment on Nan Wan's face, it was still that faint expression.

She looked at Lin Youyou, raised her eyebrows and said, "Of course it's good. Didn't you ask me that day?"

I wonder what Yunxia is thinking?Such a mindless person was sent out to deal with her?

Although her status as a surrogate wife makes these self-proclaimed noble literati unhappy, they will not be used for no reason.

Sure enough, everyone present changed their expressions.

Lin Youyou felt indescribably depressed when she saw Nan Wan kicking her difficult problems so easily.

Yun Xia cursed a fool inwardly, and quickly got up to smooth things over: "Nan Wan, you are here, the dean said, today's competition depends on you."

"Just her, is the dean blind? How can a person who just dropped out of school compare to you?"

Before Nan Wan could speak, Lin Youyou rushed out to defend himself.

"Pfft." Someone couldn't help laughing.

Yunxia's method is too low!In order not to be targeted by them, they actually wanted to bring in another person who had no reputation at all as a shield.

Did she think they were stupid?

The people around looked at Yunxia with subtle eyes, she was...

When the crisis was resolved, Nan Wan took a step back calmly and gave up the venue to the two of them.

Lin Youyou was still saying, "I'm going to find the dean now."

"Shut up." Yun Xia glared at Lin Youyou with a gloomy face.

Her original intention was to make Nan Wan unable to step down from the stage, instead of being pointed at by others like she is now.

"Okay, the poetry meeting will start right away." The woman in yellow beside Yunxia stood up and said, "The principals of all the academies have arrived."

Hearing this, everyone stopped talking about this matter, and each went together to find the meeting point of their own academy.

"You're lucky." Yun Xia gave Nan Wan a cold look, then turned and left.

Lin Youyou hurriedly followed and walked with her.

"Dong dong dong."

With the beating of gongs and drums, the poetry meeting officially began.

First round, arithmetic.

Pens, inks, papers and inkstones were prepared on the desk, and dozens of children in green clothes came out with a stack of thick papers and distributed the questions to everyone.

"Everyone, there are a total of ten questions on this paper. Those who answer all correctly within half an hour can enter the next round of competition."

Nan Wan took the paper, read it briefly, and felt confident.

……

"It's time to announce the answer."

The little boy in Tsing Yi walked down again, and after glancing at Nan Wan's answer, he took out a round seal and stamped it on the paper.

"Whoever gets stamped on the paper can enter the next round."

There were a total of hundreds of people participating in the poetry meeting, and three-quarters of them were eliminated by arithmetic.

"Why is this year's question so difficult!" The woman sitting behind Nanwan couldn't help but sigh: "There were not so many people eliminated in previous years."

She got three out of ten questions wrong, and directly missed the next round of competition.

"Yeah! It's obviously more difficult this year." One person chimed in.

Nan Wan didn't feel anything, she put down her pen and waited for the next round.

The second round, poetry.

The ancients often liked to drink water and compose poems, so this poetry meeting also adopted this method.

But because the Qushui Liushang is not convenient for today's competition, so I temporarily exchanged for a bow.

There are bows and arrows next to the person who passed the arithmetic in the first round. Just shoot the arrow at the desk of the person you want to compete with to compete.

After the poems are written within half a stick of incense, the deans of the five academies will judge in person.

Nan Wan picked up an arrow and found that the arrow had been specially processed so that it would not have any attack power.

Because of the previous appearance, everyone looked down on Nan Wan more or less, so no one regarded her as an opponent for a while.

Nan Wan felt at ease, and watched their competition calmly.

At first, everyone was a little excited, after all, they only needed to compose poems.But as round after round, some people couldn't hold on anymore and quit one after another.

No matter how powerful they are, they cannot resist four or five opponents taking turns challenging them.

At this time, an arrow shot towards Nanwan with a "swoosh".

Nan Wan looked up and found that Yun Xia was looking at her triumphantly.

"The competition begins, with peach blossom as the topic." The dean of Lingyun Academy looked at the two of them with some confusion, thinking that they could enter the next round and compete, but they did not expect that they would become hostile.

Well, it doesn't matter who wins, as long as someone makes it to the final round.

One is the daughter of the prime minister who was taught by a famous family.

One is the surnamed wife of the Ming family.

This competition undoubtedly pushed this competition to a climax.

Nan Wan calmly spread out the paper and began to write.

"time up."

Nan Wan put down the pen and let the little boy in Tsing Yi take the paper away.

"It should be Yunxia who wins!"

"It must be Yunxia who wins, then Nanwan's talent is mediocre at first glance."

"I also think Yunxia will win."

Everyone was almost down, no one believed that Nam Wan would win.

Nan Wan listened to their discussion calmly, without speaking.

"Nan Wan wins."

What?It wasn't Yunxia, ​​everyone was surprised and speechless.

"Is it a misjudgment?" Yunxia couldn't help but ask.

She would never believe that she lost to Nan Wan.

"There is no misjudgment." The dean of Lingyun Academy looked at Nan Wan with complicated emotions, and she didn't expect Yunxia to be the one who lost instead.

When she asked Nan Wan to participate in the poetry meeting, she just had the mentality of giving it a try, but she didn't expect that the other party was far better than she imagined.

Yunxia lost to her today, and her name will spread throughout the entire imperial city tomorrow.

"I don't believe it." Yunxia's face was grim, "Unless you let all of us judge."

(End of this chapter)