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Chapter fifty-ninth come out on top

"I don't know which gentleman wrote this poem. Can you come out and see him?" Miss Qin Kui asked again when no one answered.

Before, every man wanted to eat her when he saw her. She thought that in the North, where the folk customs were fierce, her situation would be even worse.

But I didn't expect that I would be treated like this on my first day.

While she was disappointed, she also became curious about that person.

"Miss Qin Kui, although the article is not signed, no one can write it except Master Bai Yan." A boss said with a smile.

The others nodded one after another. Even the dandy and some bosses who had not read books had practiced calligraphy on weekdays. After all, they could not lose face in front of outsiders.

Only Bai Yan's handwriting is completely disorganized and has no foundation at all, and it is easy to read.

"Master Bai Yan? Is he the master Bai Yan who founded White Deer Academy?" Miss Qin Kui's eyes lit up and she asked.

"No, it's him. He is the only one who can write such a poem." Someone responded.

It turned out to be him, no wonder it was like this.

Miss Qin Kui smiled bitterly and felt relieved.

"Bai Yan, it turns out it's him. He seems to be really talented. But what's going on with this handwriting?" Meng Yuan frowned.

This is very wrong. No matter how bad a person's handwriting is, it cannot be this bad.

What's more, Bai Yan's literary talent is so good. Who would believe him if he said he couldn't even write?

The article is good, but just reading is useless. You have to keep writing.

Even a fool can practice his handwriting.

Meng Yuan was very confused, but he didn't think much about it. Instead, he glanced at Qin Mo Sheng's awning boat.

Qin Mosheng had told him to suppress Bai Yan.

Now Bai Yan has seized the limelight, but he failed to complete the task, which is not a good thing.

"Since Master Bai refuses to show up, I can't force you to do anything. The talented men have written some good poems. I have nothing to give back, so I will play a song for you."

Miss Qin Kui put away Bai Yan's gift and returned to her seat.

Order someone to put the piano on.

The voice is as soft as the spring breeze.

"The most outstanding thing about Miss Qin Kui is her piano skills. The second competition is also the last competition. As long as someone can recognize Miss Qin Kui's music, it will be fine." Mother Wu said with a smile.

Ma Daye and other young men all showed smiles.

They are not good at literary talent. But when it comes to singing and dancing, they are all proficient in it.

If you wander around flower houses and don’t even have the ability to appreciate music, wouldn’t you be laughed at?

Meng Yuan was even more elated, God was really helping him.

He was able to dominate the flower houses, attract countless women to fall in love with him, and spend money to support him, not because of his literary talent, but because of his control over songs and dances.

These things are what have a new attraction for girls.

Ma Daye is also full of confidence. He is not good at literary talent, but in this aspect, can he still lose to others?

Soon, the lake became quiet again.

Miss Qin Kui also started to play.

From the moment the first syllable sounded, everyone frowned.

The reason is simply that they have never heard of it.

There was a lot of discussion for a while.

But Bai Yan and others were still drinking and joking.

As for the music, no one listens to it.

They haven't even written a poem, so they are not qualified to enter the second round, so naturally they don't care.

To say they care, they only care about who comes out on top in the end.

Soon, a boy who was looking for information ran back.

"Second Young Master, young masters, this time Ma Daye, that black guy, has lost your master." As soon as the young man appeared, he was very happy.

"With Meng Yuan here, he will definitely lose." Xu Sang said with a loud tongue.

"Isn't that true? He made bold promises and wanted to give away a mansion and recognize his eldest brother." said the boy.

"Oh? He is such a bastard, he wants to lick a sinner like Meng Yuan. He really has no bottom line. Does he really think that Meng Yuan can return to the court and support him?" Ling Huye sneered.

Although Meng Yuan was the number one scholar, even they looked down upon him.

They all became the prince-in-law of the dynasty, but they couldn't control their own bodies, even worse than them.

The boy hurriedly explained: "Ma Daye and Meng Yuan competed, but neither of them came out on top."

"Oh? Then who comes out on top? Could it be that there are other talents in Yanzhou City?"

Everyone put down their wine glasses and looked at the young man in unison.

Even if that person didn't become a guest in the end, he would be proud enough to hang his gift on Miss Qin Kui's bedside.

The boy quickly responded: "It's none other than Master Bai Yan."

He looked at Bai Yan with eyes full of awe.

Originally, he also looked down on Bai Yan, thinking that Bai Yan was just a fool relying on his good background.

But now, Bai Yan has earned a mansion by virtue of his literary talents, which is his own ability.

He felt a little regretful as to why he had not been close to Bai Yanduo before.

Even if your identity is not good, you can still get closer to Acheng and others, there is no harm in it.

Linghuye and others looked at Bai Yan blankly, they really didn't expect it.

"Brother, didn't you say you don't know how to make poems?" Xu Sang asked puzzledly.

"I really don't understand much. I can only say that the number one scholar is too watery and the others are too weak." Bai Yan shrugged and said indifferently.

He just wrote an article casually. Although it was a masterpiece, there was a champion here, and he didn't expect to come out on top.

Xu Sang and others couldn't help but roll their eyes. Is this human language?

However, they soon burst out laughing. Bai Yan was their eldest brother, and the more arrogant the eldest brother, the better.

"I just regret that I didn't go there just now. Ma Heizi's face must be very good-looking." Xu Sang said with a smile.

"No, Ma Daye's face has turned green, and now he is too embarrassed to see anyone. Master Bai Yan is really awesome, but I don't know if Ma Daye will default on his debt." The boy responded quickly.

"He dared to default on his debt, and his skin was peeled off." Xu Sang said angrily.

After so many years, he finally defeated Ma Heizi once and for all, he wanted to let everyone in the city know about it.

"Xu Sang, stop talking and listen to the music carefully. My eldest brother is going to sleep with the oiran today." Ling Huye scolded.

Only then did Xu Sang react and immediately calmed down.

It was hopeless if they didn't listen to it before, but now as long as Bai Yan knows this piece of music, he can become a guest at the scene. They all wish they could grow two pairs of ears.

After listening for a long time, several people frowned.

They wandered around the flower house and listened to not only a thousand but also eight hundred pieces of music.

But this is the only song I have never heard.

"Brother, why aren't you in a hurry? No one knows this song, right?"

Seeing Bai Yan's indifferent expression, Xu Sang became more and more anxious.

"No one has heard of this song, but I know what it's called." Bai Yan responded calmly.


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