Our whole class has traveled through time

The headline news in Ji City in the past two days is probably the Shihui bet.

No matter how reluctant Qian Xiaoxiao and the others were, the day of the poetry meeting still came.

Before they went out, Qian Xiaoxiao encouraged them not to put too much pressure on themselves. The poetry club would make friends through writing, and there would be wins and losses, and the essential meaning should not be lost.

A group of people came to Dexuan Hall in the South District. This is a bookstore, but it is not just a bookstore. Every March, this bookstore holds a poetry conference.

From the moment we entered the South District, the carriage could no longer move.

"Get off the car and walk over to tell them." Qian Xiaoxiao said to Jin Zi.

Jin Zi drove one carriage after another to deliver the message.

The streets are crowded with people, all coming to see the fun today.

Many vendors saw today's opportunity and came to the South District to set up stalls to sell food. Normally they couldn't set up stalls. This area is full of wealthy businessmen, and they are not as rich and powerful as those in the East District. That should not be underestimated.

"Teacher, there are so many people here to attend today's conference?" He Qianqian asked.

"Well, that should be the case. Follow closely, don't fall behind." Qian Xiaoxiao turned around and said to the people behind him.

"Master, do you think they can win?" Shitou asked Song Yan secretly.

"You'll find out soon." He said and opened the fan in his hand.

"Xiaoxiao, are you sure?" Guan Miao was really worried.

"It's okay, don't worry. Everyone has a chance to win. I believe in them."

"You're not in a hurry." Guan Miao touched her nose and said.

"Is it urgent?"

"Auntie, auntie." Little Baozi's voice came from the distance.

"Yue Niang? Are you here too?" Qian Xiaoxiao saw Shen Yueniang holding the little bun in her arms in the distance. There were too many people.

Qian Xiaoxiao touched Guan Miao next to him with his elbow.

"what?"

Qian Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes and said, "You still need me to teach you?"

Guan Miao: "Hey, I'm doing this all for you. I'm helping her because I'm your friend."

"Yes, yes, I want to thank you properly. Go quickly." Qian Xiaoxiao nodded to agree with what he said.

"I want to save face." Qian Xiaoxiao said when he saw his back.

"Teacher, who wants face?" Jin Zi asked.

"Are your ears so good? Look after everyone and don't let them fall behind."

Guan Miao caught up with them after a while, holding Little Baozi in her arms, followed by Shen Yueniang.

"Auntie." She said and opened her hand to ask Qian Xiaoxiao for a hug.

"Ziyan." Shen Yueniang shook her head at Bai Ziyan.

Bai Ziyan could only hug Guan Miao's neck and pouted.

"Xiao Xiao, I'm very nervous." Shen Yueniang felt that her palms were sweating.

"Why are you nervous? Don't worry."

When they walked to the Dexuan Hall, they saw a table set up at the entrance of the hall. There was a row of tables and chairs at the front of the table. This row was for the deans of the various district colleges and local officials.

"Haha, does it look like a supermarket holding an event?" Qian Xiaoxiao joked with Guan Miao.

"What activity?" Shen Yueniang asked.

"It's okay, I was joking."

"I see there's a registration there. Do you want to sign up?" Guan Miao, who was taller, asked, pointing to the front.

"I do not know."

"Go and look at the stone." Song Yan said.

"Okay, sir."

"Is there such a big battle every year? Are there any prizes for winning?" Qian Xiaoxiao asked.

"Scholars make friends through literature. Even if there are no prizes, everyone will come. If you win, you will gain fame. Isn't it more real than any prize?" a person watching the excitement told her.

"Oh oh oh." Qian Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Those who want to participate must register first." Shitou came back and said.

"Come on! Go and put down those little losers." With a look and a gesture from Qian Xiaoxiao, the eighteen boys walked towards the registration desk over there.

"Is this the man from Dream Hometown?" someone in the crowd asked.

"That should be the case. I will win if I overpower Ru Lin. Looking at some of their groups, they don't seem to be bad at all."

"How much did you press?"

"It's two hundred taels, now we pay ten for one."

"Did you hear that? They started betting on who would win, us or the Confucian scholars? Don't there have any good colleges in the East and South districts? Why are they just staring at the two of us?" Qian Xiaoxiao was confused.

"You don't know something about this. There is no college in the East District. They are all enrolled in the Southern District College. The Southern District College does not participate in such activities. All students participate in their own names. This time, I don't know who is rumored to be the Confucian Academy of Confucianism. Dream Hometown Competition.”

"Oh, okay... then we should hold it in the West District. Why is it held in the South District?"

"I heard there's someone at the Dexuan Hall."

"Is there someone up there again? Who is there?" Qian Xiaoxiao asked twice.

Now that no one is behind it, Qian Xiaoxiao doesn't believe this evil.

"Where did you place your bet? I'll bet on it too." Qian Xiaoxiao asked the person next to him.

"Here, the casino over there."

"Shitou, can you help me with a trip? Help me pay ten taels of silver to buy my dream hometown. If you win, it's yours, if you lose, it's mine."

"Okay, okay, okay." Shitou nodded like he was pounding garlic.

Song Yan slapped him on the back of the head: "Go back quickly, don't let others abduct you."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Qian Xiaoxiao curled his lips.

"You knew this was a bad thing, but you still let him go, and you weren't afraid of leading these children into trouble."

"It's not bad to raise a child with upright views, so why don't I give myself some encouragement?"