Hua Manting's eyes fell on Ning Chuchu's face.

Ning Chuchu blinked her eyes and laughed loudly: "It turns out that Mr. Hua is here. I would like to propose a drink to Mr. Hua!"

Which song is this from?

Hua Manting did not reveal Ning Chuchu's identity: "The young man heard about the Huaping Lake Cultural Conference today, so he came to join in the fun..."

He took a sip of tea and turned to look at Zhongli Ruoshui, "Your grandfather asked me to do something for you. I asked me to check the quality of this wedding for you. These..."

He pointed to the paper on the table, "Are these poems waiting to be selected?"

"Well, Grandpa Hua, please be patient. Since you are always judging in person, you need to keep your name anonymous!"

"You girl, do you think I will favor Su Muxin because he is my disciple?"

The quirky Zhongli Ruoshui raised his eyebrows: "Kingdu knows that you always love Su Muxin the most. Who knows if you have that intention? In short, the name is anonymized for the sake of fairness."

"Okay, okay, I also want to see what the talents and learning of these students are. Let's order someone to clear their names."

Zhongli Ruoshui had just handed these seven poems to a maid when Kaiyang stepped in.

"Dear Master!"

"Have you checked it out?"

"Um,"

"who is he?"


Chapter completed!