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"It's Mi Shenxing, what is he going to do?"

Everyone was a little surprised when they saw the man's appearance clearly.

Mi Shenxing looked calm and said with a slight smile: "Excuse me, everyone, I want to announce something here."

He paused, seeing that everyone was a little confused, and then said proudly: "Just an hour ago, I made a small bet with a friend.

Not to mention the bet, the content of the bet is to write poetry.

Within an hour, we each wrote a love poem for Miss Luo Li, and everyone was invited to judge.

I wonder if you would like to be this referee?"

"bet?

Haha, I like this kind of thing the most!”

"The bet won't be Luo Li, right?"

"I heard that Mi Shenxing is good at writing poems. Who is so ignorant that he would bet on this with him?"

After hearing this, everyone started talking, and there was a commotion in the banquet hall.

Mi Shenxing pointed toward the corner and said, "I'm ready, are you still there?"

Everyone's eyes immediately turned towards the direction Mi Shenxing was pointing, and they saw Li Xuan drinking in the corner.

Li Xuan was stunned and had no choice but to scratch his head and stand up, smiling shyly at everyone.

"It turns out it's him, Luo Li's dance partner!"

"I heard that he is an exchange student from Yunteng. Hey, a guy from a bumpkin place also knows how to write poetry?"

"The poor guy will definitely be humiliated by Mi Shenxing.

Who makes him so ignorant that he dares to be Luo Li's dance partner?"

Amidst the disdainful discussions, Li Xuan walked through the crowd and walked to Mi Shenxing's side.

Just at this moment, several figures flashed through the door of the banquet hall. When they saw Li Xuan and Mi Shenxing already standing in front of the stage, they all exclaimed in low voices.

"Oops, it's too late!"

Xue Na held up the music score that she had just written but the ink had not yet dried, with a look of despair on her face.

Luo Li also covered her eyes and let out a sigh.

She finally managed to write out a poem, but unexpectedly she was still a little slow.

This is how to do?

Everyone knows that Mi Shenxing's talent is not comparable to that of a real poet, but certainly not to anyone.

Li Xuan and Mi Shenxing competed in singing, just like a mouse and a cat competing to catch mice. Isn't this bullying? Luo Li muttered bitterly: "Why are you rushing up? You will be humiliated by Mi Shenxing later."

No, I don’t care about you!”

No matter what she said, she still glanced around, trying to find an opportunity to hand the music score to Li Xuan.

But now everyone's eyes are fixed on Li Xuan and Mi Shenxing. It's too difficult to make small moves! Xue Na also had the same idea and looked at Li Xuan helplessly. She could almost imagine Li Xuan being humiliated.

Looks like it.

She slapped her forehead and said distressedly: "Ma Lie, do you think the old man will fix us for this matter?"

Ma Lie also had a grimace on his face and shrugged helplessly: "We have done what we should do, now we just hope that Mi Shenxing can restrain himself a little.

If he goes too far, we will take Li Xuan away first!"

"It can only be the!"

Xue Na sighed, "We can't let the player representing our Gaofuyuan competing on the ladder be humiliated in front of so many nobles. It's not just him who is embarrassed, but the entire Gaofuyuan!"

In fact, it wasn't just Luo Li who disliked Li Xuan. There were nearly a hundred people in the entire banquet hall. Except for Luo Teng and Gao De, who were sitting quietly in their seats, everyone else disliked Li Xuan.

This is like a boxing match between the big and the small. One is a big man weighing 200 kilograms, and the other is a 50 kilogram bean sprouts. You can know the result without fighting! The only suspense now is that this bet will end with

How will it end? Is it a complete humiliation or just enough bullying?

"You are quite brave, you didn't run away."

Seeing Li Xuan walking forward, Mi Shenxing said in admiration, "If I were you, I would rather be a deserter than come up and be humiliated."

Li Xuan was too lazy to pay attention to this arrogant guy and said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, can we start?"

"It seems you can't wait to make a fool of yourself?

Well, I'll let you hear what a perfect love poem is."

Mi Shenxing proudly took out a piece of music score and waved it in front of Li Xuan's eyes.

With that said, he walked up to the orchestra proudly and threw the score to the conductor.

The banquet hall fell silent. Everyone looked at Mi Shenxing attentively, wanting to hear what kind of poem this handsome, versatile and talented young man had written.

After the conductor and the orchestra made some preparations, they flicked the baton, and a beautiful piece of music immediately began to flow.

The music is very soothing, with a kind of romantic tenderness, and it seems to take people into a garden.

At this time, Mi Shenxing also started singing.

What I have to admit is that his singing voice is pretty good, almost comparable to those of the poets on the street.

"It's a very good song."

Gao De listened to a few words and couldn't help but nod and praise, "I didn't expect that Mi Shenxing's level has improved again."

Roten snorted coldly and said: "No wonder he would write poetry to make a bet. It seems that he has been prepared for it."

"The Mi family does not fight unprepared battles."

Gao De said calmly, "This is their family motto."

There seemed to be something in his words. Two glimmers of light flashed in Roten's eyes, but he said nothing more.

The singing voice that can make Goude praise obviously also conquered most of the audience.

Except for Luo Li, Xue Na and Ma Lie, almost everyone was immersed in the singing.

When the first paragraph ended, I don't know who applauded first, and then a burst of thunderous applause sounded. Many girls even threw branches of roses onto the stage and landed at Mi Shenxing's feet.

Mi Shenxing bowed to the audience gracefully, and then glanced at Li Xuan, his eyes full of disdain and pity.

This poem has three sections in total. When Mi Shenxing finished singing the last line and bowed to express his thanks, the audience burst into applause that lasted for a full minute.

In fact, Mi Shenxing's writing is pretty good. A few changes would be enough to make money for poets to sing it.

Even Luo Li couldn't find anything wrong after listening to it. There was only one thought left in her mind: Even if she gave the music score in her hand to Li Xuan, she still couldn't beat Mi Shenxing! Xue Na had nothing to say,

Shaking his head, he tore the score into pieces and muttered in a low voice: "It seems that I am more talented in the talisman formation..." After enjoying the applause, Mi Shenxing walked off the stage with his head held high and his hands filled with contentment.

He came straight to Li Xuan.

"Poor bumpkin, you must have been fooled by this."

Mi Shenxing mocked, "It's too late for you to regret it now.

As long as you go to the stage and tell everyone that you are a country bumpkin and don’t understand poetry, I will let you go!”

"You are very annoying..." Li Xuan frowned.

Mi Shenxing's expression was stagnant: "Okay! You are really tough-talking, then I want to see what you are capable of, a country bumpkin!"


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