"The clear river is bent, the Crescent Mountain. The path is in the secluded place, with flowers blooming in the sky. There are countless lush and fragrant flowers, and they embrace the late night. The sunset is setting and the stars are shining."

At this time, Liu Yan had already chased a stone bridge outside the venue less than 100 meters away from the gate of the Taixue Building. Looking at the figure who was gradually stopping in front of him, he recited a poem with both voice and emotion.

This poem was created by Liu Yan a few years ago when he passed by Yangzhou. It was that time that he was able to meet Lu Wanyi at the Broken Bridge and fall in love. Liu Yan also specially appointed a poem called "Shans and Rivers" to express his unruly, bold and free personality before.

Hearing Liu Yan chanting word by word, the slowly stopped back finally stopped moving forward. Although she did not turn her head, she also echoed with her extremely magnetic soft voice:

"The willows hang on the broken bridge. The twilight rains, and the fish are all happy. The sounds of orioles and swallows pass by with the wind, just waiting for the wind to be at night on the pavilion. When the boat goes, the beauty will be remembered."

"Wanyi——"

After hearing the other party's recitation with emotion, Liu Yan's eyes almost wet, and he called out in an extremely trembling voice.

Liu Yan also stopped, just stood there, looking forward motionlessly, looking at the figure that was also still.

"Brother Liu——"

Finally, the back of the back turned to Liu Yan, looked at Liu Yan affectionately, and called out like Liu Yan.

Liu Yan can no longer describe it as simple excitement at this moment. He really wanted to walk up and give the other party a hug, but it was public, so he really shouldn't have. So he had to look at Lu Wanyi's eyes affectionately and kept saying: "It's really you! It's really you! It's really..."

At this time, Ning An also limped behind and walked over. However, she didn't know the specific situation, so she did not appear rashly. She just hid under an ancient tree not far behind Liu Yan, and occasionally poked her head out to look at the stone slab.

"Why did Mr. Liu chase after me? Who are those two women? Do they know Mr. Liu? What is their relationship? Why did the woman with a little temperament look at Mr. Liu so weird?" Ning An hid under the tree and muttered to herself, as if her heart was full of doubts.

Xiaoxi was afraid that something would happen to Ning'an, so she followed her and looked at Ning'an's unfathomable look. For a moment, she didn't know how to explain like Ning'an.

Perhaps only Ning An can do this. It is said that women in love are the stupidest. In fact, it is not the case, people like Ning An who do not know whether it is considered a secret love, their IQ is generally around zero when it comes to problems with love.

"Princess! Let's stop reading. The battle between the poem is about to begin. You haven't seen Mr. Li's performance yet." Xiaoxi understood that a discerning person could tell that Liu Yan had a close relationship with that woman at a glance. It was definitely not easy for her to discover the princess and daughters of her, so instead of telling her the truth, it would be better to change the topic and let her not have random thoughts.

Xiaoxi is indeed a rare and good maid, and it will not be a matter of time or twice for Ning An.

Ning An's performance surprised Xiaoxi. Ning An seemed to have not heard what Xiaoxi said, but instead stuck her head out to look at Liu Yan, then looked at Xiaoxi and asked, "Xiaoxi, do you think this woman is a distant relative of Mr. Liu? Or was it just a faithful riddle of Mr. Liu, otherwise how could she look at Mr. Liu so excitedly?"

Until now, Ning An still looks like he hasn't seen anything. I have to say that sometimes blind love can really make people lose themselves and lose their direction.

"Princess! Let's go!"

Seeing Liu Yan getting closer and closer to the woman, Xiao Xi couldn't help but feel a little worried. She knew the princess's temper best. Not to mention whether she has true feelings for Liu Yan, Ning An has been competing and competitive since she was a child. If someone openly provokes her or annoys her, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable. Although Ning An has grown up and his mind is gradually mature, if Liu Yan and that woman fall together and Ning An encounters, who can guarantee that Ning An will not get angry with the princess?

So, the most important thing now is to let Ning An leave quickly, otherwise...

"They...they...what are they doing!"

Ning An finally saw clearly, and finally saw Liu Yan and the woman clearly. Liu Yan and the woman walked towards each other step by step, walked to the middle of the stone bridge, looked at each other with their eyes, and revealed their true feelings, you have me and I have you. If Ning An still doesn't understand at this time, then she can really dig a hole and bury herself.

"Princess, I say we're leaving, but you..." Xiaoxi looked at the two people on the stone bridge in distress, then looked at Ning An, who was a little stunned. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

"They...they...ah--"

Ning An shook his head suddenly, but unexpectedly hit the branch, which immediately made Ning An scream in pain. Xiao Xi reacted the fastest and immediately covered Ning An's mouth, preventing her from screaming too loudly. Then, Xiao Xi dragged Ning An to walk towards the venue.

Fortunately, the branches were very soft and there was no injured person's forehead. It was just a thin thread gently rubbed out, which was not serious.

After walking dozens of steps, Ning An finally got rid of Xiao Xi's "shackles", so he looked at Xiao Xi with displeasure and said, "Good you Xiao Xi, you dare to be so rude to me!"

"Princess, please spare me! Xiaoxi knew she was wrong!" As she said that, Xiaoxi immediately knelt on the ground. She knew that Ning An had never said this to her. It seemed that Ning An was really angry.

"Get up! Who wants your life? Why do you want me to take away? I haven't argued with them yet!"

Theory? Perhaps only Ning An has such an idea. When the two of them reminisce about the past, you, an outsider, have to go to theory, what should you do?

"Princess! I think you're still giving up! Everyone can tell that Mr. Liu and that woman are in love. Princess, can't you still tell? Go and argue, what are you talking about?" Xiao Xi stood up slowly, then grabbed Ning An, who was about to go back with both hands, and said with great thoughts.

"What? Two people are in love?"

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On the stage of the Taixue Building Talent Competition.

"Okay! The results of the first three rounds have also come out. So far, Yan doesn't dare to guarantee who will definitely enter tomorrow's finals! However, one thing is certain! That is, the upcoming fourth session will definitely be exciting! Then we will wait and see!"

Yan Sheng stood in the middle of the stage, raised the paper microphone and shouted like a bell. He just put down the paper tube when he heard another thunderous applause from the audience. It seems that the more he has reached the top stage of the talent competition. As Yan Sheng said, the next fourth round will definitely be wonderful.

After a burst of applause, Yan Sheng said again with a smile: "Now I will introduce the rules of the fourth part of the "Politic Talent Competition". This part is the same as the first three parts. The time limit is also one stick of incense. Within the specified time limit, whoever completes the most poems will have the highest score. The specific rule is that each of the six major academies will send a representative to the stage, and each finds a area to write poems on the white paper according to the given title. The poems written shall not be copied by the ancients, nor shall they write poems that are disrespectful to the court. Once violations are found, not only will they be given zero points, but their qualifications for the examination will also be disqualified!

"There are dozens of questions in this poem. When the battle begins, a huge painting will appear on the stage, and the topics will be drawn on the painting. The six representatives can write poems based on their imagination. The poem is required to be seven-character, and each one is made, three points will be obtained. If the poem is repeated or the general intention is similar, one will be deducted by five points. There is no need for quality, as long as the parallelism is neat and the rhymes are consistent. During the battle, representatives from all parties must not disturb each other, and must not whisper, otherwise they will find that they will be deducted by ten points at a time. If you have any questions, you can raise it immediately."

Yan Sheng once again introduced the so-called rules in detail, but when he finished speaking, everyone was stunned, including Zou Cen and Yan Shifan.

But a few seconds later, everyone came up to ask questions. In a moment, the entire venue became lively again.

"Uncle Zou, what does your expression mean? Is there something wrong with this rule?" Zhengyao didn't understand why Zou Cen and others were so surprised. He couldn't help but become curious and immediately asked Zou Cen.

After being asked by Zhengyao, Zou Cen finally came to his senses, shook his head, and pouted, "There are really too many variables in this talent competition. Not only has the final changed the layout, but it is not like in previous years. Now, even the stage of fighting poetry has changed."

"Oh? It's changed? Where does this start?" Zhengyao immediately asked. To him, all this was unfamiliar, and it was the same whether it changed or not. But he wanted to know how he compared the law before.

Faced with Zhengyao's questioning again, Zou Cen smiled bitterly again: "Zhengyao didn't know that in the previous battles, they gave some questions, such as mountains, water, flowers, moons, etc., so our students are naturally picking up these things because they are familiar with poetry and books. Compared with other teams, our advantages are very obvious. However, this sudden change of formation did not directly give questions, but to draw them to find questions, which increased a lot."

After hearing what Zou Cen said, Zhengyao also felt that this was true. If the other party’s painting was "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", there would be no worries. Not to mention dozens of topics, even a hundred can be found. However, if the other party’s painting was a simple ink painting, the abstraction of the cloudless cloud could not be abstracted. Even though he had rich imagination and was so wild, he had to find dozens of topics and write dozens of poems, which would be absolutely a scam.

Thinking of this, Zhengyao couldn't help but sigh: I hope it wouldn't be "Mona Lisa's Smile".
Chapter completed!