"I have one here too!"

"Juniors are not talented."

"Students have shown themselves ugly!"

A poem is recited, and the person responsible for recording it records each poem.

The people present seemed extremely positive.

After all, if you write a good poem tonight, you will not only become famous, but you will also be accompanied by a beautiful woman!

Isn’t this supposed to give chicken blood?

After two sticks of incense, no one wrote poems for the time being, and the atmosphere became slightly cooler.

"Wang Zhuangyuan, is Zhuangyuan Lang still brewing?"

one person shouted.

Wang Zhuangyuan is the most talented man in Cangqiong Kingdom.

And he has been waiting, waiting for everyone to finish writing poems, and he wants to be a blockbuster.

"If that's the case, then I'm making a fool of myself."

Wang Zhuangyuan felt that it was almost done and he could show off.
Chapter completed!