The candidates were very excited, especially those poor students who had no connections or background, and had insufficient inherent advantages. At this time, it was time to truly compete for real talents and learn. They were eager to wait for Xuezheng to set questions.

Not to mention them, even the remaining fighters who have performance tasks in the crowd were attracted. They are considered scholars no matter how they say they want to compete with others if they have the opportunity.

Liu Liwa and Miss Zhao were helpless, but in order to find advertising opportunities, they could only squeeze into the crowd and approach the center.

As everyone was calling for, the old scholar who seemed to be knowledgeable and covered with stories in his beard finally spoke: "Students, I am not talented and dare not ask for teaching. I just throw in the bricks and jade. I will give you three questions to cheer you up."

As soon as the old peddler spoke, the noisy scene immediately became quiet. In addition to the hundreds of candidates, there were also girls who came to find a lover, primary and secondary school students and parents of students. Everyone held their breath and waited for the old peddler to find the questions.

"For the first question, I will choose the couplets that everyone likes. I will give you the first couplet, and everyone present can match it. The most neat dialogue and the most matching artistic conception is the best." The old scholar smiled with his beard and his eyes were flashing with a hot light. In Liu Liwa's opinion, he did not give the candidates the opportunity to show off his talents, but rather he took the opportunity to show off himself.

Just as Liu Liwa thought, the old scholar's upper line was directly shocked by many people as soon as he opened his mouth, because his upper line was: "White Tower Street, yellow blacksmith, red furnace, black charcoal burning, blue smoke, blue light, purple iron, sitting north and south to hit the east and west."

The scene was already quiet, but after the old scholar wrote the first couplet, it became silent and could be heard. This first couplet not only contains the seven colors of red, white, blue, black, purple, blue, yellow, and four directions in the east, west, south, and north. It is absolutely not an exaggeration to say that it has been eternal.

One of the first lines stumps everyone, and everyone is thinking. Of course, some are really thinking, and some are pretending to be thinking. In this environment, even if you are ignorant, you have to pretend to be an intellectual.

Of course, this does not include Liu Liwa and Zhao Jiabi. The two were still discussing how to adapt to the situation and continue to do advertising. But they never thought of a solution. Miss Zhao was so angry that she approached him little by little.

At this moment, everyone was flirting with their eyebrows and thinking, and when they were unable to think about it, one of the people raised his arms and said aloud: "I have it!"

This sound was like a bolt from the blue, immediately interrupting everyone's thoughts. The person who could think of the second couplet so quickly was enough to impress people.

Everyone looked in the voice and spoke at the very simple dress, a fisherman Wu Yuzhou, who was from a poor family, from a coastal town in the east. The nerds who were interested in were immediately excited when they saw it was him. The vulgar talented men also looked at him differently. Of course, the one who was most surprised was the old scholar. He thought that with this couplet, he could overwhelm the heroes and highlight his knowledge, and hoped to be valued by the county magistrate. He didn't expect that someone would get along so quickly. He really had something outside. The old scholar sighed inwardly, "Please..."

Although Wu Yuzhou was dressed in a shabby manner, he looked handsome and had an extraordinary temperament. He walked forward and bowed to the old scholar. He then said loudly: "The first couplet of the gentleman is Baita Street, Yellow Blacksmith, Red Furnace, Burning Black Charcoal, Blooming Blue Smoke, Flashing Blue Light, Tempering Purple Iron, Sitting North and South to Fight East and West. Students are not talented, and the lower couplet is Tasshui Bay, Furious Farmers, Wearing a Cold Loaf, Bending Sour, Spicy Sun, Sweat Snow, Cutting Sweet Cane, Raising Wife, Teaching Children and Children."

"Okay..." As soon as his second couplet came out, it immediately attracted cheers from nerds. Others were impressed by his talent, learning, and wisdom. However, some people didn't care. After all, the first couplet of the old scholar contained seven colors and four directions. Although his second couplet reflects the sufferings of the people, implies his own origins, and reflects his pride, it is not very neat.

Wu Yuzhou obviously knew that the second couplet was not very fair, but he was still proud of himself. He was unmoved when facing the cheers and doubts. The second couplet was just to reflect the mood of the matter and his feelings about his life experience.

Despite this, it is rare to be the first to meet Wu Yuzhou. The other rich young master camp was immediately lowered, and they naturally felt unwilling to let go. They couldn't help but turn their eyes to the leader Du Shaofu. Du Shaofu did not disappoint them. They took a step forward, with a playful smile on their faces. The eyes were looking at the bustling streets through the crowd. There were shops on both sides. Inspiration immediately came to their fists and said, "There is a couplet for students who are not talented. Please give me advice from me and my brothers. The second couplet for the young student is: Chaimei Shop, rice boss, fried rapeseed, add salt powder, pour sauce residue, splash vinegar water, add tea leaves, and go to the top and the bottom."

"It's wonderful!" The vulgar party immediately cheered and the old scholar and the county magistrate kept nodding. Even Wu Yuzhou looked at the Du Shaofu with a trace of experience. Although this man was full of dirty jokes and laughed and scolded, he was indeed a real talent and knowledge.

The second couplet of Du Shaofu is obviously one level higher than that of Wu Yuzhou, including the seven flavors of food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, food, and food, and the four sides of the top, bottom, inside and outside, and it is more processed and integrated.

After they met, everyone was excited. Such talent and learning were enviable. Many girls looked at them like spring water flowing and autumn waves. Real talent and learning were adorable. Of course, there were also people who were unwilling to be the last one, secretly confronting each other, thinking that cold sweat was flowing on their foreheads and racking their brains. However, when you recite poems and writing counterfeits, you can do it by reading or knowing many words. You need to learn and apply it.

The old scholar has not made any comments for the time being, waiting for others to see if anyone else can match it. If not, then this question will naturally win for Mr. Du.

Wu Yuzhou and Du Shaofu were surrounded by fans of their respective camps. The two sides refused to give in and fought secretly. The atmosphere was very intense. Wu Yuzhou looked natural, with strong confidence, and a strong face with a strong expression of grassroots. Du Shaofu on the other side had a relaxed expression, smiling and did not hide his complacent feelings. At the same time, his obscene eyes actually found Miss Zhao, who was in a stunning appearance in the crowd. His eyes immediately shone, and subconsciously moved toward the lady. Miss Zhao also discovered him, and his ill-behaved attempts, and quickly took a few steps to avoid him. She wanted to get close to Liu Liwa to discuss the advertisement, but this panic happened to hit Liu Liwa.

"oops……"

Liu Liwa was caught off guard and screamed strangely. She staggered and rushed straight away from the crowd, almost knocking the old peddler...
Chapter completed!