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Chapter 3294 The Real World 661
"They are not as good as him in this round."

Xiao Feng shook the feather fan lightly in his hand, looked at the fourth young master with playfulness in his eyes, "Then what kind of fourth young master really doesn't have any discernment at all. You, you, if you want to show off, there is no such thing as a shitty four son."

What Xiao Feng said was crazy, but it didn't contain any element of jealousy.

Lin Feng spat out two words, "boring."

He originally thought that he would leave soon, but after the first game, his interest in Mu Zimo became stronger.

I don't know if he will continue to surprise him in the future.

In the second game, Han Zhong came up with the title, and Han Zhong smiled and said, "I originally wanted to propose a poem for each of you to write a poem, but I thought that it might be troublesome if the poems are evenly matched. The best thing to do is the next best thing, everyone. How about a cup of flowing water?"

"I have no problem." Tao Jing said.

"can."

Several people nodded in agreement.

Han Zhong continued: "In order to increase the difficulty, each person only has ten breaths to compose a poem. If they can't do it within ten breaths, they will be eliminated directly. The person who stays on the field at the end will be the winner of this game."

"Do you understand the rules?"

Several people nodded.

"Then, let's start with Mu Zimo, the winner of the previous game, with the theme of 'Plum Blossom'. Let's start." Han Zhong made a gesture of 'please'.

Little Zimo pondered for a while, and then he said: "A tree of cold plums and white jade strips is far away from the village road near the bridge. I don't know if the water splashes first, and it is suspected that the winter snow has not sold it."

The people around couldn't help nodding when they heard this poem.

Han Zhong pointed to Tao Jing.

"Take the chrysanthemum as the theme."

Tao Jing pondered for a while, and soon wrote a poem.

"The autumn bushes around the house are like a pottery's house, and the edge of the fence is gradually sloping. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, and there are no flowers when they bloom."

Every time Han Zhong pointed to a person, that person made a poem.After the first round, everyone finished within ten breaths.

"In the second round, you must make it within eight breaths, and those who exceed it will be eliminated. This round will start from Jinxuan, with the theme of cypress."

Jin Xuan quickly made a poem.

The next round went on one by one, and when it was the fifth place, someone was eliminated.

"The third round begins, this time you only have five breaths."

The time of the five breaths is very short, and it is not so easy to make poems, unless you are good at it.

This time, four more people were passed, and Tao Jing was also kicked out.Only Jin Xuan and Xiao Zimo were left on the field.

At this point, everyone has already recognized his name as a 'scholar'.

"This time for three breaths." Han Zhong said.

But Zimo said: "Three breaths is too long. I want to decide the outcome of this round at once."

Han Zhong asked with a smile, "How long do you want?"

Little Zimo raised an index finger, "One breath."

The surrounding students gasped after hearing his words.

It is completely impossible for Han Zhong to speak the question in one breath and answer the next moment.

Han Zhong looked at him in surprise, "Are you sure?"

Kid Mo nodded.

Han Zhong looked at Jin Xuan, "What do you think?"

No matter what Jin Xuan could say, the other party proposed so. If he refused, wouldn't it make everyone feel that he was inferior to him.

"can."

All the students present had expectations in their hearts, hoping that they could create miracles.

Han Zhong said: "You propose the time, and you start this round. Take 'Sunset' as the topic."

(End of this chapter)