Bai Zhanfeng knew that his father had always been strict and it would be difficult for him not to speak up when he asked questions. If he participated here like this, their cheating would be more likely to be discovered, so he took the risk that his father might be angry and spoke to him.

"It doesn't matter! I believe uncle, he will definitely give the question very fairly and impartially! Master Zhanfeng, what's the matter?

You still can’t trust your father’s personality?”

Fang Fang looked at Bai Zhanfeng and asked.

"You..." Bai Zhanfeng was about to have a fit, but when he saw his father's majestic face, he immediately swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"Then...Father, please come forward!"

He said solemnly, and then glanced at Bai Zhansong beside him who also did not dare to speak. Their eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

"Anyone here...does anyone have an opinion?"

Bai Qinghui looked at everyone and asked loudly, but seeing his appearance, who dared to have an opinion? Everyone nodded in panic.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Bai Qinghui turned to look at the equation.

"And you?

Any ideas?"

he asked calmly.

"No, uncle, feel free to ask questions!"

Fang Fang smiled slightly at Bai Qinghui. Bai Qinghui admired that confident and determined look. Looking at his child's cowardly look of sneaking around without success, his anger suddenly surged up. With his thoughts swirling around him, he challenged

I asked a very difficult topic! "Then you can make a poem about nostalgia!"

"Nostalgia?"

Hearing this topic, all the younger generations of the Bai family were stunned! How can these children who grew up in fine clothes and fine food understand the word nostalgia?

They were all dumbfounded and looked at Bai Qinghui blankly.

"how?

Not anymore?

Because it’s over the top?”

Bai Qinghui looked at his two sons, his voice was low and full of anger. Bai Zhanfeng and Bai Zhansong immediately shook their heads, and then pretended to think, as if thinking about how to solve this problem! "It's not difficult, it's not difficult, I'm thinking about it.

!”

Bai Zhanfeng said hurriedly.

"Nostalgia...sorrow of leaving home..." Bai Zhansong also seemed to be thinking about the topic seriously.

The other people in the Bai family never thought that they could sit in the position of the head of the family, so they just got together and started chatting and gossiping. Most of them did not participate before, let alone

Such a difficult question! They felt that they would never be able to sit in the position of the head of the Bai family in this life! Fang Fang stood aside and thought about it for a moment, and then he had already locked onto a poem.

Although he is also stealing the poems of ancient poets, he is completely passive. This competition was started by the other party, so who wins and who loses depends on their own ability! If they cheat to the point that no matter who poses the question, they will

If they can deal with it easily, then they win. I won’t say a word about the equation, but...their cheating method is too low! "How about it?"

Can it be done?"

Qian Yuyang seemed to think that this question was a bit too difficult, so he came up and asked.

"no problem!"

Equation said confidently.

"Okay, the time for a stick of incense has come! Has anyone...made it?"

Bai Qinghui looked at the dozens of juniors of the Bai family in front of him and asked! But after the words fell, no one stood up, and Bai Qinghui's face became even more ugly! "With so many people, no one can do it?"

He asked loudly again.

"Bai Zhanfeng, Bai Zhansong, aren't the two poems you just made very good?

Why...there's no sound now?"

He directly named his two sons.

Bai Zhanfeng and Bai Zhansong trembled, and then he started to look at his father tremblingly.

"Um...Father, this question is a bit difficult. We...we have to keep thinking about it!"

He found himself a reasonable reason.

"You..." "Uncle, I think of something, can you tell me?"

Bai Zhanyi's sudden speech accidentally rescued the Bai Zhanfeng brothers.

"Okay, tell me!"

When Bai Qinghui heard Bai Zhanyi's voice, he glared at the Bai Zhanfeng brothers, and then turned to look at Bai Zhanyi.

Bai Qingwen on the side saw his son standing up to compose poetry again, and couldn't help but look at him with interest.

"Um!"

Bai Zhanyi stood up, cleared his throat and recited.

"The river flows three thousand miles, and the family letter contains fifty lines.

There are no other words to say when we go, we just want to return home as soon as possible!"

A beautiful little poem came out. Although it was short and did not express too much emotion, it rhymed concisely and directly expressed the emotion of homesickness vividly.

"good!"

After listening to Bai Zhanyi's poem, Bai Qinghui nodded slightly.

"Although it's very simple, it rhymes and the questions are relevant! It's great that you came up with such a difficult question in such a short time!"

Obviously Bai Qinghui is very satisfied with Bai Zhanyi's poems! The time is short and the topic is difficult, so it is already very good to write such a small poem! Although Bai Zhanyi has a weak temper, he heard his uncle, who is famous for his seriousness, praising himself as a good poet.

Very happy! So he looked at his father Bai Qingwen with some pride, and Bai Qingwen was smiling happily at him.

When Bai Qinghui saw that Bai Zhanyi had already composed a poem, he couldn't help but look up at Bai Zhanfeng.

"how?

Haven't you thought of a poem in such a long time?

With your excellent performance just now, you shouldn’t, you can at least make a simple poem!”

Hearing Bai Qinghui urging him, Bai Zhanfeng immediately panicked. He looked around hesitantly, and then walked out bravely.

"I...I made a little poem, but...but not yet..." "Say!"

Before Bai Zhanfeng could finish speaking, Bai Qinghui said in a deep voice, which made Bai Zhanfeng tremble slightly and dare not say another word.

In fact, at this moment, Bai Qinghui knew very clearly that his two sons... must have cheated! "Being alone in a foreign land, I feel homesick at night...

Back...back..." Bai Zhanfeng stumbled and stammered while uttering a poem, and even got stuck on the third sentence. He turned his head and squinted at Bai Zhansong not far away.

, Bai Zhansong was still telling him what the next line would be with his mouth shape! It turned out that these two people had been preparing together for a long time, and they still couldn't come up with a complete and charming poem! "What are you talking about? Keep going!"

Seeing his son like this, Bai Qinghui was so angry that he yelled loudly, shocking everyone present.

Even Fang Fang, who was standing aside, was shocked! Bai Zhanfeng and Bai Zhansong knew very well in their hearts that their father might have guessed what happened to them, so they didn't even dare to say a word. They stood aside with their heads lowered and their faces high.

I didn’t even dare to say anything! “Father!”
Chapter completed!