As the bell fell, Su Zijin slowly stepped into Baiyun Temple.

"Zi Jin! You are finally here!"

"How is it? But what's going on the road delayed?"

The poor students immediately stepped forward, showing joy.

On the other side, the person standing beside Zhong Qingyun showed a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"He actually dares to come!"

"It's just right here, let him fully understand what the difference between clouds and mud is!"

...

"It's nothing, I just accidentally walked slower." Su Zijin smiled faintly and greeted his friends one by one.

"It's good that it's okay. It's better to come sooner than to come." He Feng saw the powerful people on the side looking at Su Zijin with a cold look, and immediately blocked him. "The poetry meeting will begin soon, let's go."

"Wait." Su Zijin smiled slightly, walked around everyone, and stood in front of Zhang Qingjiu step by step.

"Zi Jin, you are..." Many poor families followed behind him. Everyone did not know Zhang Qingjiu's identity and immediately gave him a surprised look.

On the other side, Zhong Qingyun subconsciously moved forward two steps.

"You said... I will be sure to win if I come here today, right?" Su Zijin smiled at Zhang Qingjiu with a stern smile.

Zhang Qingjiu raised her eyebrows, "Of course, I never lie."

"Okay." Taking a deep breath, Su Zijin nodded heavily, "Thank you!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked in.

At that time, the sun was rising, as if there was a ray of rays of light.

With the word "春", a man wearing a lilac brocade suit and jade belt slowly appeared on the high platform.

When poor students saw him, they were stunned and their faces changed slightly.

"Why is it him?"

"Zhong Qingfeng? Tanhualang last time?"

"It's him! Why did he come this year? Didn't he always preside over the poetry meeting before, but did Taoist Master Guannei host a poem meeting?"

...

The rumor of talk sounded, some were full of expectations, some were worried, and some were intriguing.

Zhong Qingyun looked at the person on the stage, and the ostentatious light swept over Su Zijin and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Unfortunately, he expected that the other party's face was pale and trembled all over and did not appear.

Su Zijin stood there, looking at the face that was somewhat similar to Zhong Qingfeng, with an unprecedented calmness on her face.

"Thank you for your participation in the three-year Kyoto Poetry Festival. Qingfeng is now able to serve the country. Today, I saw many young talents and beautiful ladies gathered here. It seems that the day three years ago was still vivid in my mind, so I couldn't help but invite Guanchang to host this year's poetry meeting to see my talented talents in Dahui. If you do something wrong, please forgive me." After that, Zhong Qingfeng bowed slowly to the audience.

He spoke humbly and politely, and had a gentle and generous attitude. Even if he was from a powerful man, people could not find any fault.

Zhang Qingjiu looked at the man who was dressed like a peacock and was surrounded by everyone, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

What is this? With Zhong Qingyun and his relationship, this is a large-scale public cheating scene, right?

I don’t know when the person she asked Chu Lan to find will arrive.

The poetry meeting had already begun, and the people began to disperse and found a seat to sit down.

There are three rounds of fighting poems. The first round is the flying flower order, the second round is the hidden sentence, and the third round is the on-site poem.

In the first and second rounds, the top three can be directly ranked, while in the third round, the participants need to select each other, based on the flying feather vote in their hands, and the winner is the winner.

The first chapter of the Feihua Order started with the word "wine", and there were very few people who were eliminated on the spot.

The second chapter is titled "flower", and there are only a few people who get out of it.

By the third chapter of the poem "Mu" character, there were obvious ups and downs, and about 20% of the people were eliminated.

By the fifth chapter, only 40% of the people who continued to participate in the competition were left.

When I got the eighth chapter, it was less than 20%.

In the last tenth chapter, the winner is the winner, and only this word is used to determine the last three in the first round.

At this moment, there were no more than ten people standing on the scene!

Zhong Qingfeng glanced at Zhong Qingfeng with a normal expression, then glanced at Su Zijin, with a smile on his lips, and clapped his hands, "It turns out that there are many talents. We have not had more than seven of them in the tenth round, and this time... there are ten people, and there are..." His eyes turned to two figures wearing hats and hats in the crowd, "Two ladies who are as good as men."

When everyone heard his words, they were shocked and came to their senses. They actually ignored this.

As the two women attracted everyone's attention, many people in the audience also began to talk about the current prosperous "Miss Zhang Family".

Zhang Qingjiu ignored the discussion around him and looked at the figures standing on the stage calmly.

There are three poor families and five wealthy families. Among them, Su Zijin's thin figure seems so inconspicuous.

But he stood firmly.

Looking at his cold and cold look, Zhang Qingjiu finally showed the first smile of relief today.

This is worthy of her earnest words that day.

"The last word, dream." Zhong Qingyun looked at the urging people in the audience and slowly read the last question.

"This word is not easy." As soon as he finished speaking, a sigh came from all over his mouth.

And the remaining ten people on the stage have already begun.

"This year, my soul has never come to dream."

"Life is like a dream, and one is reborn as the moon."

"Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but I was poor that I didn't return home in half of the spring."

...

Su Zijin was the tenth one. Nine sentences had been made before him. Everyone was sweating for him, but when he saw that he was not slow, he spoke: "Because I miss Du Ling's dream, the ducks and geese are all back to the pond."

As this sentence was finished, no one was eliminated in the first round, and everyone cheered.

In the second round, one person was eliminated.

In the third round, three people were eliminated.

By the end of the four rounds, there were only three people left on the field.

Zhong Qingyun, Su Zijin, and a woman who claims to be surnamed Xie.

"The tower is locked after the dream, and the curtains are lowered when you wake up." Su Zijin pinched the sweat in his palm, took a deep breath, and he only had the last sentence left.

At this time, Zhong Qingyun also calmed down, with an unprecedented solemn expression on his face: "I am shocked to return to the thousand dreams, and it has been three times."

This was his last sentence. He didn't expect Su Zijin to be able to stand at the last step, and he was already at the end of his strength.

"I admit defeat." The woman was blessed and sat down slowly.

The third one has already emerged, and it is the second one.

Zhong Qingyun's breathing was raised to his throat.

What he didn't expect was that Su Zijin spoke again.

"A small oar and a light boat, dreaming of entering the hibiscus pu."

The flower fell into Zhong Qingyun's hands again.

Zhong Qingyun's face looked unprecedentedly ugly.

As the hourglass gradually faded, everyone's breathing became more and more intense.

finally--

"End." Zhong Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, "Su Zijin won this game."

"Su Zijin, Su Zijin!"

A cheer immediately came from the scene.

Su Zijin's eyes swept across everyone, and finally fell on Zhong Qingyun, who had a ferocious expression and was unwilling to accept it. He smiled faintly, "The world is a big dream, and life is a cool autumn."

"Okay!" A thunderous applause broke out at the scene.

Others can no longer think of it, but Su Zijin can still say something, how can it not be praised?

However, this poem fell into Zhong Qingyun's ears and seemed to have another meaning.

He clenched his fists, which would inevitably lead to his loss of face in the second round!

The second round of hidden heads and tails also began soon. The winner was unexpectedly the woman wearing a veil, followed by Zhong Qingyun and Su Zijin.

In this way, these three people actually took the lead in the first two competitions!
Chapter completed!