C109

The sounds of firecrackers broke the silence of the early morning, tearing apart the white of the fish in the east.

Zhao Jing squinted his eyes, "The Poetry Conference is about to begin!"

When Zhao Yuannan came in from outside, he just so happened to see Wei Shuge use the silver mask to cover his face, only leaving behind the pair of eyes that could still be seen, which were extremely bright