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Chapter 1918 The Real World 20
There was a "boom" sound of gongs and drums, and the boy shouted, "Start."

The twenty contestants began to think. This time, Xiao Mo'er did not write immediately, but thought with the pen.When Qin Yuxuan was writing, he glanced sideways at the little guy, and saw that the little guy was still thinking.

The spectators on the sidelines glanced at everyone, Qin Yuxuan, who was generous and brilliant before, naturally received the most attention, eh, and the boy Mo took the second place.At a young age, it's easy for people not to notice.

"Look, that NO.30 took the lead again this time."

"Looking at the momentum, today's leader is likely to be between him and number two."

"The little guy who used to pick up the pen quite quickly has not moved now. Is this impossible?" Someone stared at Xiao Mo'er, seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, they couldn't help but underestimate him a bit.

"It's only a child, it's not bad to be able to make a pair."

"Before he matched so fast, I think this little guy should be very good at pairing."

"I still want to see him go to the end, it seems hopeless."

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Bei Yutang didn't feel anything, nor was she worried.On the contrary, the book boy following Qin Yuxuan couldn't hide the gloating on his face when he saw this.

The leader this time must be his family's young master.

That little one came here just to make up for it.

Seeing that he is about to roll in the next round, the book boy's mood became very good.

Shopkeeper Fu glanced at Xiang and reminded those who hadn't written yet, "Time is running out, and it's time for half a cup of tea."

"At first, I wanted to see what kind of poems that kid could make, but now it seems that I can't."

"Looking at that little guy, he's calm, and he hasn't panicked yet." Someone couldn't help but admire the kid.

Among a group of grown-ups, such a small person like him writing on a stool is completely unique, and it is difficult for him not to attract attention.

Seeing that the time was about to pass, Xiao Mo'er finally started to write. He wrote very fast, obviously he had already thought about it.

At this time, Qin Yuxuan had already finished the poem and asked the servant to take it away.

He looked at Xiao Mo'er, and saw him writing in a calm manner.

"Boom"~~~
The sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the boy said to all the contestants: "It's time, please stop writing."

When the sound of gongs and drums sounded, Xiao Mo'er put down her pen without haste.

"Now start a delivery in sequence."

The boy started broadcasting according to the number plate, starting from the second number, and when the number 37 was reached, the boy spread out the paper and placed it in front of everyone.

"Smile often, and laugh at the ridiculous people in the world; a big belly can tolerate things that are difficult to tolerate in the world." An old man stroked his beard and read this poem carefully.

"Okay, very good." The old man couldn't help but praise after tasting it carefully.

"I really didn't expect this little guy to be so powerful."

"This son is really impressive."

"It's terrible, it's terrible. This son will become a great weapon in the future."

A young scholar shook his head and said: "This kid, who is only a few years old, can write such a poem, crushing everyone before him. It's amazing, amazing, Xiaosheng admires it."

"Tsk tsk, I think this one is comparable to that child prodigy in the capital." Someone couldn't help but compare Xiao Mo'er with that legendary child prodigy.

"It's too exaggerated. He is not as good as that child prodigy." Someone objected.

(End of this chapter)