Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 229 The Three Princesses of Master Qin’s Family 7
Duan Zhilai looked out the window, only saw the rustling bamboo forest outside the window, so he said, "It's better to write poems with bamboo, Mr. Qin."

Qin Luo got up, glanced out the window, pondered for a moment and said: "Entering the water, the light moves, and the green shadow springs when you take time out. The bamboo shoots are exposed, and the moss is the color of the frost. The weaving can bear fragrance and sweat, and the cutting can catch brocade scales. The three beams were once used, and one section was dedicated to the king and grandson."

As soon as this poem was written, there was thunderous applause in the hall.

Everyone praised Qin Luo for his talent.

But Xia Ling felt that this poem seemed familiar to her, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

Duan Zhilai: "Miss Xia, how about using flowers to make poems?"

flower?
We have changed things, how can we compete?
Xia Ling stood up, "If you continue to use bamboo to write poems, you can also let the students comment on who is the first, Mr. Qin and I."

Duan Zhilai's eyes showed approval, "If Miss Xia is willing, I have no objection."

Xia Ling: "System system!"

System: "Does the host need a complete collection of poems? The latest discount is only five points!"

Xia Ling: "Buy, buy, buy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his points were reduced by five.

Displayed in front of me: [Loading poetry collection...]

She stood by the table, eyes lowered, waiting for loading. At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, she seemed to be holding back a poem.

"Stop trying to be brave!"

"Mr. Qin's talent and learning, we can't catch up with him after five years of hard work. A woman actually wants to defeat Mr. Qin."

"That's right! If you can't do it, just sit down, don't waste the quota, and overestimate yourself!"

[Encyclopedia of poems, loading is complete. 】

Xia Ling raised his head, twitched his lips, looked at Duan Zhilai with a puzzled face, and said slowly: "The trees are full of clouds and leaves, and the king and grandson are not tired of planting them all over the yard. Ling Shuang has no one to see, and he is always open-minded Waiting for the phoenix to come. Who wants to be romantic and add joy, and self-pity is unrestrained in the dust. There are so many idle places in the Zhumen, just to shift the shade and cover the green moss."

When she wrote this poem, all the students who had been arguing about her fell silent in an instant.

Even Duan Zhilai half-opened his mouth, astonished and speechless.

Qin Luo frowned and looked at Xia Ling with strange eyes.

How does she know this poem?
Xia Ling calmed down and said leisurely: "I wonder if all the students are satisfied with my poem? If not, please ask the assistant lecturer to ask another question. I will answer until everyone is satisfied."

She looked to the left, and everyone on the left bowed their heads.

Looking to the right again, the people on the right also lowered their heads.

For a moment, Duan Zhilai felt a little emotional.

Such a poem is unlike what a woman has seen.

"Everyone, if you want to compete with Ms. Xia, you can talk freely." Duan Zhilai saw that everyone lowered their heads, and nodded slightly, "Okay. If that's the case, then we will continue."

"Kong Yue."

Kong Yue, who was sitting behind Xia Ling, slowly stood up when she heard the assistant speaker call her name.

Duan Zhilai asked her to use flowers to compose poems, but she hesitated for a long time and couldn't say anything.

"Ling'er, help me quickly." Duan Hangrou lay down on the table, looked at Xia Ling eagerly, pointed at the paper in front of Xia Ling with his finger, "I'm afraid it's almost time for me, I can't It's embarrassing in front of Fifth Brother."

Xia Ling pondered for a while, thinking that Duan Zhilai didn't know what he would use to give Duan Hangrou a question.

Duan Zhilai's attitude towards Duan Hangrou was very clear. He didn't want her to stay.

It is estimated that it is a difficult topic.

She thought for a while and picked up a poem in her mind.

Quickly wrote it down and handed it to Duan Hangrou.

"Duan Hangrou, Miss Duan."

Sure enough, Kong Yue's name was crossed out without saying anything, and it was Duan Hangrou's turn next.

Duan Hangrou stood up tremblingly, and swallowed nervously when Duan Zhilai stared at him.

Duan Zhilai just saw what Xia Ling wrote for her on the paper. He probably wrote it in his own order from flowers, plants and trees, so he slowly walked up to Duan Hangrou from the front, beating his fan one by one. Start with your heart.

He said: "How about...Miss Duan uses power or money to compose poems?"

Guess it right!
Xia Ling's expression brightened, and he turned to look at Duan Hangrou, who was also excited.

Before Duan Hangrou opened his mouth, Qin Luo, who was sitting in front, got up to ask for justice for Duan Hangrou, "The sub-speaking is unfair. Why is my topic as simple as the previous ones, but when I come to Miss Duan, it's just like this." Difficulty?"

"Master Qin looks down on me?" Duan Hangrou, who was fully prepared, heard that Qin Luo was going to push away this great opportunity, and was furious for a while, "Why can't I use these to make poems? The author said that there is no distinction between difficulty and difficulty, and all things in the world are equal, so how can flowers and plants be despised, but money and rights be precious?"

Being scolded by Duan Hangrou, Qin Luo's face looked ugly, as if he had taken a bite of dog shit.

He didn't understand, how could he be self-defeating?

Duan Hangrou looked at Qin Luo coldly, "Could it be that Mr. Qin attaches too much importance to wealth and power, so he thinks so of everyone?"

Xia Ling just thought it was funny.

Some people really deserve it.

Stealing chickens can't lose rice.

"Cough cough." Duan Hangrou raised his chin, straightened his chest, and looked confident, "Then I'll start, deputy speaker. You can't come freely, and the dragon and the phoenix are hard to stop. The house is full of drunken flowers Three thousand guests, one sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States."

Qin Luo was stunned for a moment, because he didn't expect Duan Hangrou to answer so well.

The second is not understanding, how can everyone memorize these poems that should not exist here.

Duan Zhilai also did not show any appreciation or surprise.

It wasn't her doing.

This period of Hang Rou's weight is a few pounds, and he knows it best.

Duan Zhilai was deliberately embarrassed, "Since Miss Duan is so sure, why not make another song?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Hangrou panicked and couldn't find the north and south again.

Xia Ling stood up at random and helped Duan Hangrou speak, "This is a bit embarrassing for the deputy speaker. Writing poetry is a difficult thing. Now that Miss Duan finally came up with one, the deputy speaker forced her to say another one." First of all, everyone has one question, why do you have two questions when you come to Ms. Duan? Could it be that the deputy lecturer had a grudge with Ms. Duan? Is it not possible to use public affairs for personal gain?"

Duan Hangrou reluctantly agreed, "That's right. Why is the deputy speaker so embarrassing for me? Why do the former students only need to speak one song?"

"Could it be..." Duan Zhilai fixed his eyes on Xia Ling, "Miss Duan, can you only make one song? You can't make the second one?"

With her hands behind her back, Xia Ling felt that Duan Hangrou was constantly pulling her fingers behind her. She tapped her hand with her fingers to signal her to feel relieved.

Her eyes were steady, and she said in a calm manner: "Where did the vice-speaker say this? If the vice-speaker said at the beginning that the test does not count the number of questions, it means that the vice-speaker asked us to do more than a dozen capitals alone. But the vice-speaker Having said that, one question per person, why suddenly increase the number? This is unreasonable and illegal, isn’t it?”

(End of this chapter)