When the referee saw the young man coming up, he looked expectantly in his eyes and said with a smile: "It is said that since ancient times, heroes come from young men. The young man who came on stage today is also a talented man. He is very handsome! Are there any other young men who want to take the stage?"

"Come to the first flying flower lantern to show off your grace and splendor. The reward for the first place winner is this 20-tael flower lantern customized by our Master Feng for the annual Flower Festival. After seven years, Seventy-nine processes, the shape is exquisite and unique! The second place reward is ten taels of silver, and the third place is five taels of silver."

"Okay! Another handsome young man comes on stage!"

Amidst the girl's high-pitched shouts, a handsome young man walked over. Yang Yanxi turned around and saw Tang Bai on stage. When the two saw each other, they nodded and said hello.

"There is still one person missing, which young master--hey! A beautiful little girl has come up, everyone is here, okay, everyone, are you ready? The game is about to start!"

A pretty little girl came on stage and glanced at the six people on the stage, her face full of confidence and calmness.

The first one is a handsome scholar, who shakes his head and chants: "Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches."

Then the young master in Jinyi, still arrogant and confident, flapped his fan and chanted: "You can see the butterfly deeply through the flowers, and the dragonflies can fly in the water."

"A flutter of flowers diminishes spring, and thousands of fluttering winds make people sad."

"The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow."

Next is Yang Yanxi, "Before the rain, I saw the stamens among the flowers for the first time, but after the rain, there were no leaves and flowers at the bottom."

Tang Bai: "Pity the lonely sweet-scented osmanthus in the sky, how much more does Chang'e want to be without?"

Little girl: "There are flowers flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind keeps the willows from falling when the cold food comes."

Scholar: "The eaves are long and swept clean without moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand."

Mr. Jinyi said: "When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom."

After the two of them, it was Yang Yanxi's turn: "It's dark on the sand and on the pond, the clouds break through the moon and the flowers make their shadows."

Tang Bai: "When the world of purple dust blows in your face, no one can help but look at the flowers returning."

"..."

There was fierce competition among several people on the stage, with no one giving in. After several rounds of fighting, some people finally stepped down and others came up as substitutes. Although Zhang Shan sometimes didn't know what they were chanting, he still had to praise him for being literate!

About an hour later, the Flying Flower Order ended. The first place, Tang Bai, was well-educated and well-deserved; the second place, the Young Master in Jinyi, was arrogant and confident; the third place, Yang Yanxi, was almost squeezed out by the handsome scholar and the pretty girl. A round in jeopardy.

Zhang Shan didn't expect that this kid could last until the end. He didn't read the thick poetry collection in vain, and it showed its value of pretending to be a slap in the face.

Zhang Shan happily accepted the five taels of silver handed over by Yang Yanxi. This was the first money his disciple had earned. The future was promising, the future was promising!

I have to have a good meal tonight to celebrate!

Tang Bai carried the first place flower lantern and walked towards Xu Zhiyi off the field. His brisk steps showed that the owner was in a good mood.

"Ayi, lantern!"

Tang Bai looked at Xu Zhiyi with a cold expression expectantly, and handed the flower lantern in his hand to her.

Xu Zhiyi glanced at him, then reached out and took the lantern in his hand.

Tang Bai's face instantly burst into smiles, as happy as a child.

Zhang Shan didn't want to be a light bulb, so he asked Yang Yanxi to put out lanterns.

I bought a piece of paper from a scholar, picked up a pen and wrote down my wish to come true, stuffed it into the lantern, and put it into the river. The lantern slowly floated away with the water. When I looked up, I saw fireworks and stars in my eyes.

Zhang Shan glanced around and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoxi, what wish did you make?"

This guy covered her eyes when he was writing to prevent her from reading, which made her anxious!

Yang Yanxi tilted her head and said angrily: "It won't work if you say it."

"Oh, tell me!"

Yang Yanxi turned around and left. After a while, his voice came, "Don't tell me."

This kid is really convinced, he is so stubborn! If the master doesn’t give me any face, if he doesn’t get cured, he will have to ride on the master’s head in the future!

Zhang Shan followed him, jumped onto his shoulders, pulled out his hair, and screamed viciously several times.

Zhang Shan's tonnage bent his head.

Yang Yanxi raised her hand to stop the master, but still said stubbornly, "Don't tell me!"

Zhang Shan was imprisoned in his arms by his hands. He couldn't break free even though his claws were thrashing about. He didn't dare to use force for fear of scratching him with his nails. In the end, he had to feed himself more food.

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