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Bai Yixuan was originally worried that she would not recite any poems that would make her lose face, but who would have thought that the first line would be 'Ming Yue Guang', who was by her bed and was known by everyone in the world ? After reciting a circle of poems, Bai Yixuan had a rough idea of how things worked out. This dynasty was roughly the same as the Tang Dynasty, where Li Bai could be considered as an early Tang Dynasty poet. The culture here was similar to the world that he lived in, but there was still a slight gap.

Taking advantage of the time gap between the poems, Bai Yixuan, who was sitting beside him, seriously asked Bai Yizhao who was reading the poem in a low voice, "Zhao Er, who wrote Silent Night?"

"Of course it's Li Bai?" Bai Yixuan looked at Bai Yixuan with a strange expression. Bai Yixuan deeply felt that her intelligence had been questioned, all right, she was just curious, after all, it was her first time coming to this strange place, so it must be the last! Bai Yixuan decided to return home to study some of the books, at least to understand the basics of the dynasty.

In the end, only Bai Yixuan and Bai Yizhao remained in their group. After all, in her previous life, she had followed his grandfather and memorized quite a few stories, and he had even wanted to participate in the Ancient Poetry Competition that was hosted by the television station. It was a pity that he was too busy with lessons at that time, so he didn't have the chance to attend. However, Bai Yizhao's reserve amount for poems had exceeded Bai Yixuan's imagination.

Bai Yixuan sighed as she was dragged to the other side by Bai Yizhao. There were no less than a hundred people left in the second round, but unexpectedly, Bai Yixuan saw a familiar person ?

The face.

It was that slag man again, they had truly met everywhere. Although this town was not that big, they couldn't just meet each other all day, right?

Bai Yizhao saw that the His two elder sister's expression changed, and then he saw Zhang Zinan standing in front of him. It was obvious that the Bai Family knew of this slag man, and at the moment, Bai Yizhao's face was extremely unsightly, as black as the bottom of a pot. Bai Yixuan thought that it was interesting, and gently patted his brother's shoulders.

Bai Yizhao nodded, his eyes still not friendly, but Bai Yixuan noticed the lady beside Zhang Zinan. She remembered that this man was poor at school, why would he have the money to buy such good clothes, probably because of the woman beside him, but she never thought that Xiao Bai's face would be taken care of by a rich woman.

Bai Yixuan found it even more interesting now, the second competition's main topic was calligraphy. Bai Yixuan found it strange and asked: "Zhao Er, don't you know poetry?

Those who can compose poems cannot only know how to compose poems. Moreover, this competition is inseparable from poetry. In a while, we will each receive a painting, and according to the contents of the painting, we will have to guess which celebrity's poem this painting was drawn with and then silently write it down!

"Reading pictures and guessing poems. Interesting. I like this. Your sister loves reading comics!"

"What is a cartoon?" Bai Yizhao was curious.

"Comics..." Cartoons are... "It's just a beautiful painting. That isn't important!" Bai Yixuan quickly explained. In her previous life, she really liked reading comics. She piled up a room full of comic books. Alright, how is this a playful thing losing her ambition? She was clearly very serious in exercising her body and did not have the slightest playfulness losing her ambition!

The referee was earnestly explaining the rules in front of him, but clearly, no one was seriously listening. Other than Bai Yixuan, everyone else basically came to attend the poetry meet every year, and even Bai Yizhao, who was here for the first time, was very familiar with the place. After all, this was something that he yearned for the most.

On one hand, it was because he did not know how to read the map, and on the other hand, it was because he did not have enough knowledge, but Bai Yixuan felt that the former one was more likely. Relying on her ability to escape through the secret rooms that were invincible in the world, Bai Yixuan felt that he had the ability to comprehend the map.

When Bai Yixuan was listening to the rules, she realized something, that a lot of people were surrounding slag man and the woman and walking around. Bai Yixuan had a deep understanding of Zhang Zinan, but that woman was not one of them. Being too far away, Bai Yixuan couldn't see her face clearly either, so she was a little curious for a moment.

It seemed like this woman's family was very powerful or very rich? Wouldn't that mean that Zhang Zinan was equivalent to Chen Shimei, and he himself was Qin Xianglian ? Bai Yixuan shivered, feeling even more disgusted with the man in front of him.

Bai Yixuan received her own painting, and every person's painting was different. Probably to prevent herself from copying, Bai Yixuan felt that the person who held this event was very strong, to be able to prepare so many paintings.

The quality of the drawing was very good, but Bai Yixuan could not help but think of his previous life's drawing. Although it was not on the same level, it still looked like that.

The crowd had already dispersed, Bai Yixuan thought that this poem should have some sort of reward, she had to ask Zhao Er later, if not why would so many people flock together like this?

The people around him were either thinking hard or had already started writing, but they were all writing very carefully, and obviously not with a certain look. Bai Yixuan glanced at Bai Yizhao, and saw that she had already started writing, and felt that she could no longer stay in a daze, and turned her gaze towards the painting.

The picture showed two people, one standing by the water while the other walking towards the distance with his sword behind his back, but the entire picture was shrouded in smoke. The drawing was extremely clever, Bai Yixuan felt that it would be embarrassing for her comics to reach this level, it was fortunate that she was only writing.

The two people on the screen should be the Prince Yan Dan and Jing Ke. This was the famous Feng Xiao Xi, Yi Shuihan. It seemed that the history before this place was exactly the same as his own era. However, the Tang Dynasty did not appear, but rather, the so-called Great Chao Empire instead.

Bai Yixuan thought, the fog and the flowing water had proven that all of these things were in the past, and people were still reminiscing about them. Bai Yixuan thought about the poem that Luo Bin King gave Yu Yishui to his family.

Bai Yixuan confidently touched her pen, the handwriting still as elegant and elegant as ever.

The calligraphy reads: "This place is called Bie Yan Dan, and it is called the Crown of Brave Warriors." At that time, there was no one, but today, the water is still cold. "

After everyone had handed in their paintings, Bai Yixuan then walked over to Bai Yizhao and asked him how the writing was.

Bai Yizhao told her that the poem on his painting should be a poem by Wang Bo.