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Zhu Lan smiled and stood up, wanting to tell the maid to go get the ink, but Gu Bitong who had been silent all this time suddenly laughed, "Sister Lan's poems are the best, it's not fair to let Sister Lan write them all by herself. We, who have nothing to write, do not dare to make a fool of ourselves, but my big sister is also full of poetry books, even my father praised my sister for being able to compose poems at such a young age."

The moment she said that, everyone looked over in surprise.

Gu Bitong's eyes turned cold. Gu Bitong wanted her to become an enemy in front of everyone!

It was her first time here. Zhu Lan was such a popular woman, and was also a famous genius in Shengjing. Gu Bitong's intention was truly insidious.

Sure enough, Feng Cui Wen immediately said with a strange look on her face, "Being able to compose a poem in seven steps in an hour, wouldn't that mean that he could complete it in three steps now?"

A faint smile appeared on Gu Jinzhu's lips, "Sister Feng must be joking. Jinzhu has only read a few books, how could she do any poems? My sister is just joking, and she doesn't dare to compare to Sister Lan."

Before she finished her sentence, Gu Bitong laughed. "Sister, why are you being modest? Sister Lan's poem is the best in the capital. Everyone has seen it before, but you are not bad. If you keep pushing it away like this, don't everyone think that you are afraid of her?"

If he let Zhu Lan take advantage of him, he would be scared. If he let Zhu Lan take advantage of him, nothing would sound good.

Gu Jinzhu raised her head and looked at Gu Bitong with a slightly cold gaze.

Gu Bitong smiled at her, but her eyes were sharp.

She looked at Gu Jinzhu and said, "Miss Gu, since Bitong has already said so, there is no need for you to be modest. Zhu Lan's face indeed looked a little pale, and she looked at Gu Jinzhu and said," Miss Gu, since Bitong has already said so, there is no need for you to be modest.

Since she said so, Gu Jinzhu naturally couldn't refuse anymore. She stood up gracefully and said, "Alright then. I'll just treat it as me making a fool of myself. I just hope that my sisters can be lenient with their words."

"Of course." Zhu Lan smiled.

However, Feng Cuiwen said, "That won't do, Gu Second Lady said just now, her sister can compose poems at seven steps, forgive us for our inexperience, but we have never seen such a talented girl before, today we must compose poems at three steps, and let us see, if we can't do it, then I will take Gu Second Lady as bragging, unless this year's reputation is bragged out of place?"

The moment she finished speaking, the girls couldn't help but burst out laughing. Their gazes towards Gu Jinzhu and Gu Bitong turned into looks of ridicule.

Gu Jinzhu's expression didn't change at all, but Gu Bitong's eyes flashed. She pretended to be protecting her sister as she stood up and said, "Whether I'm bragging or not, all of you will know in a while. Three steps to a poem is the easiest for my sister."

Feng Cuiwen sneered, "Do you dare to bet? What if your sister can't do it? "

Gu Bitong blurted out, "If she can't do it, then make my sister apologize to Sister Lan in front of everyone and admit that she is inferior to Sister Lan, you overestimate yourself!"

"Alright, it's a deal!" Feng Cuiwen slapped the table.

As a result, no one questioned Zhu Lan or Gu Jinzhu, so they decided to bet on their own accord.

All the young misses were in high spirits and began to cheer.

"Since it's a bet, how can we not have a bet? I bet on this! " Wang Yijia pulled out an emerald hairpin and placed it on the table.

The other young misses also took off their jewellery and placed their bets one by one.

In the end, most people bet on Zhu Lan Sheng, except for the two sisters Faang Yuting and Fang Hui Jun, who placed a pair of bracelets on Gu Jinzhu's side.

Gu Bitong openly supported her sister, but only put in a pair of ordinary earrings.

Gu Jinyi looked at him coldly and knew that he wouldn't be able to avoid this match today.

Zhu Lan smiled at her and said, "Miss Gu, you go first. You can decide on your own."

Although there was a smile on her face, her expression became colder, especially when she called her 'Miss Gu' instead of the 'Sister Jinzhu' from before.

Everyone quieted down, and when they looked at her, most of them looked at her with ridicule and contempt. Only the Fang sisters looked at her worriedly.

Gu Bitong raised her eyebrows and looked over, obviously waiting to watch a good show.

Gu Jinzhu glanced at her coldly.

Gu Bitong's heart skipped a beat. The person in front of her clearly hadn't said a word or even retorted, but his icy gaze seemed to have penetrated deep into her heart.

She gritted her teeth, thinking about how she would make a fool of herself later on.

Since it was an instant poem, he didn't even have to write anything.

Gu Jinzhu took a deep breath, her gaze looking over at the dazzling chrysanthemum flowers in the distance. Feng Cuiwen laughed in a small voice, "You still haven't spoken after so long. You can't think of anything, right? "You might as well admit defeat now, don't move. There are only three steps, I'll count them for you."

Before she could finish her sentence, Gu Jinzhu had already spoken.

"Half a roll of light fragrance, slightly purple orange and wild."

Her voice was clear and light, like a pool of ice-cold jade on a summer day, causing people to feel inexplicably comfortable listening to her. Everyone quieted down, except for the sound of the wind blowing through the flowers.

Gu Jinzhu took a step forward.

"The autumn wind rustles with its proud bones and clear shadow, yet it is still frosted under the fence. Don't worry, she has already used up all her flowers, leaving only the Golden Caverns with the setting sun."

After taking two steps, her voice also faded. She had just completed three steps when she finished her poem.

There was an indescribable silence as everyone stared at her with incredulous expressions on their faces.

Gu Jinzhu turned around. Her smile was as cold as usual without any trace of pride. "Sorry, I've embarrassed myself."

Right after she said that, everyone came back to their senses. Feng Jianwen looked at her with her mouth half open, and said softly, "Impossible, how could it be so fast? You must have written such a poem before, right? "

At the end, her voice rose in a questioning tone.

The smile on Gu Jinzhu's face dimmed, but she didn't say anything.

Zhu Lan quickly came back to her senses and praised embarrassedly, "I didn't expect my sister to be so quick-witted. It took her such a short time to produce such a good poem. Don't worry, she's spent all her money."

She was mumbling to herself as a complicated look appeared in her eyes.

Faang Yuting giggled as she ran over to hug Gu Jinzhu's arm. With a face full of worship, she said, "Sister Gu, you're amazing. I've only heard that geniuses were able to complete a poem in seven stages before. Sister Li only needed three steps. Isn't that even more talented than a scholar?"

Gu Jinzhu smiled as she touched her cheek. She didn't say anything, but the person with the ugliest face here was Gu Bitong.

She had set up this plan so that Gu Jinzhu would be humiliated and offend others. She had spoken nonsense all the time, but she didn't expect Gu Jinzhu to compose a poem in such a short period of time.

Listening to the praises given by the crowd, she clenched her fingers so tightly that her beautiful face was so dark that water was about to come out of it.