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Chapter 292 Write whatever you want, you will win

"Miss Shangguan, how do you explain this?" Yu Shuhan looked at Shangguan Yunxin with indifferent eyes.

Shangguan Yunxin's face looked like a palette, very ugly, and she wanted to find a hole in the ground immediately and not be able to get out.

Just now she said firmly that it was improvised by herself and it was the first time she had written it.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yingyi took out the exact same word as hers, and it was written a month ago.

Even if two people have similar ideas, they cannot be exactly the same!

It may be acceptable if the meaning is similar, but every word is exactly the same, no matter what she says, no one will believe it.

Let alone others, even she herself doesn’t believe it!

Shangguan Yunxin actually wanted to accuse Ji Lingxuan of plagiarizing her creation, but she had already said it was her first creation before, and now she bites back. Isn't it a disguised admission that she is fickle, hypocritical and full of nonsense?

Moreover, even if she really dared to say it, no one would believe her.

A hypocritical person who talks nonsense, no matter what he says, is not very credible!

Shangguan Yunxin chewed his silver teeth into pieces, and stared at Ji Lingxuan with burning eyes. He wanted to poke holes in Ji Lingxuan with his eyes.

At this moment, Shangguan Yunxin wanted to bite Ji Lingxuan to death.

It was because of this damn bitch who wrote her words that she was so embarrassed now, causing all the image she had worked so hard to create to be wasted. It was simply abominable!

This bitch, she will never let her go!

Shangguan Yunxin stared at Ji Lingxuan's right hand with evil eyes. That hand was so mean. After writing that poem, she would definitely find an opportunity to use it up!

Shangguan Yunxin withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, and suppressed the turbulent emotions in her chest.

When he turned his head to look at the audience, the viciousness and evil in his eyes had suddenly disappeared. Instead, he had a look of guilt on his face, and his eyes were filled with light, and he was ready to cry, which was so touching.

"I'm really sorry. I did not write that poem. I just accidentally caught a glimpse of it at the Prince of Chu's Mansion some time ago. I really like it in my heart. Naturally, I want to share such a poem with more people. I see today

This opportunity is perfect, so I wrote it down. What I just said was just a joke, a harmless joke for everyone. I hope everyone will not take it to heart."

Shangguan Yunxin said with a guilty look on her face.

However, although her behavior at this moment made several men slightly shaken, no one believed what she said and did.

But no one who saw her vowing just now would think that it was just a temporary joke.

It's too far-fetched for her to make excuses for herself like this!

The judges would naturally disdain the idea of ​​arguing with a weak female prostitute. After all, everyone knew exactly what was going on.

If you continue to argue and encounter Shangguan Yunxin who is so pretentious, more people will believe her hypocritical words.

Since Shangguan Yunxin has admitted that this is a plagiarism of Ji Lingxuan's creation, Ji Lingxuan will naturally win this competition.

"Miss Ji, congratulations..." Yu Shuhan looked at Ji Lingxuan with a smile on his face, the tenderness in his eyes that only he could understand, and announced the result softly.

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shangguan Yunxin, "Wait a minute! Even if I can't use my words, it at most means I haven't written anything. Didn't Miss Ji also not move a word? Why don't she count?

What if we win? How about we start over and compete again?"

Shangguan Yunxin clenched her hands into fists. She had already promised Ji Lingxuan to lose completely. How could she be defeated in the first game!

She has memorized many ancient poems. If she can do it again, she can definitely beat Ji Lingxuan.

Yu Shuhan frowned slightly.

At this moment, National Master Rong Heng also said, "Miss Shangguan is right. If Miss Ji cannot write poems, then she cannot win this competition. Although Miss Shangguan's poems are plagiarized, they are still considered plagiarism."

It’s better to come out than write nothing at all. I think it’s very reasonable for Miss Shangguan to win in this competition. What do you think, Brother Mu?”

After Rong Heng finished speaking, he looked at another judge asking questions, and then looked at Ji Lingxuan with a ruffian-like smile.

Mu Yunhe nodded seriously, "Ms. Ji didn't write anything. It's really disrespectful to the judges."

Shangguan Yunxin's eyes quickly flashed with satisfaction. With her acting skills, it was easy to make a man soften his heart.

Her eyes were as soft as spring water, and she looked at Rong Heng and Mu Yunhe with eyes full of emotion and gratitude.

Brother Gao Shou and Yu Shuhan couldn't help but frown. They were all judges, and they had to respect the opinions of other judges. However, in such an obvious situation, Rong Heng and Mu Yunhe actually favored Shangguan Yunxin.

However, they could not blame them, who were also judges. Yu Shuhan could only cast his gaze on Chu Qingmo.

Among the five people, if three are on Ji Lingxuan's side, the opinions of the other two will naturally be of little use.

Although Ji Lingxuan had already diagnosed Chu Qingmo and prescribed treatment that day, his tongue retraction symptoms had lasted for too long. Although it has been relieved now, he is still unable to speak.

Therefore, pens, ink, paper and inkstones were specially prepared for him in front of his desk.

At this moment, he found that everyone's eyes were on him, and he immediately wrote, "The game time is not over yet."

Everyone was stunned for a moment and looked at the incense that had not yet been burned.

Yu Shuhan was the first to come back to his senses and immediately spoke to Ji Lingxuan, "Miss Ji, there is still time. Miss Shangguan plagiarized your work, so it does not count. As long as you write your own poems before the incense burns out, no matter what the content is,

As long as you are willing to write, it is your victory. It must be that no matter how shameless some people are, it is useless."

Some of the people Yu Shuhan mentioned were obviously Shangguan Yunxin. Suddenly, Shangguan Yunxin's face turned red with anger, she clenched her teeth and looked at Yu Shuhan with resentful eyes.

However, she was not afraid at all. After all, she knew very well that except for the poem just now, Ji Lingxuan could not write a complete poem!

After Ji Lingxuan heard about it, she immediately started writing. She was betting on her own victory in this competition and she could never lose to Shangguan Yunxin!

Since Yu Shuhan has said that no matter what the content is, why does she need to think so much!

However, she really couldn't remember any poems, so it took her a long time to write down this sentence: I wonder how sad you can be.

Because Ji Lingxuan has already won the game, and there is no need to keep the secret anymore, the host stood beside Ji Lingxuan while she was writing. She wrote a sentence and then read it out directly.

When the host read this sentence, everyone nodded, it sounded very artistic.

However, Ji Lingxuan's next sentence made everyone feel like they were struck by lightning.

Ji Lingxuan was so confused that she finally choked out her second sentence: It was a group of eunuchs who went to a brothel.

"Hahaha... This description is really apt." Someone in the crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Ji Lingxuan's face turned red. She really couldn't remember what the original sentence was. It was just that the people in the gang in her previous life would read it like this, and she didn't need to consider the content, so she dared to write it on paper.

"Miss Ji, please hurry up, time waits for no one." Yu Shuhan saw that the incense was about to burn out and immediately spoke to urge him.

Poems generally have at least four sentences. If it is only two sentences, it is useless.

Ji Lingxuan turned her head and took a quick look at the incense. When she saw that there was only a little incense left, she was very anxious. She immediately began to write quickly and casually wrote the last two sentences. She wrote as fast as possible, so that after the incense burned out, all the incense would be burned out.

All the poems have been written.

However, after the host saw the last two sentences she wrote, he couldn't help but blushed... (To be continued)


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