Wen Family Has a Wife

Yuan Kangping looked around the crowd and said, "There are four more competitions to come. The second competition is dictation, and the questions are chosen by the person who asked the questions. I know that Yuanliang has an advantage in this regard. You have a good memory and read He is also hardworking, has a solid foundation, and even the gentlemen in the academy have praised him with his beautiful handwriting, so I plan to let you play in the second game.

The third game of poetry, which Zixi is good at, the fourth game is fu, Hong Yu comes, the last debate, one person is the main battle, you can bring a few with you, it can be said to be a team game, this game is dominated by Xue Zheng Zhan, how about your help? "

After listening to Yuan Kangping's analysis, the four had nothing to say.

Because they were going to fight, they didn't dare to be rambunctious. They kept watching the first test in the box on the second floor. The winner was a student from Chuzhou. Now, the spectators on the side rejoiced, and many people even showed pity.

Wen Yuanliang didn't care, and when the gong rang downstairs, he got up.

Feng Hongyu and Qi Zixi patted him on the shoulder at the same time and encouraged: "Come on!"

"Yeah." Wen Yuanliang walked out with heavy steps, as if a strong man was holding his wrists. Seeing that Feng Hongyu and several others were also worried, they all lowered their heads.

Here Wen Yuanliang has already entered the ring, and after reporting himself to the house, the person opposite actually sneered.

Wen Yuanliang looked over and met the other party's eyes, and the other party gave him a mocking sneer.

This smile made the popularity of Wenshan Academy almost jump, and the group surrounded Bao Sanyuan in the middle, eager to beat him.

Bao Sanyuan was completely clueless. He shook his head and sighed, feeling good about himself, "It's really a newborn calf that's not afraid of tigers. I haven't even passed the first round, so this kid is even more useless."

"Shut up!" the crowd shouted in unison.

Bao Sanyuan turned back in horror, his eyes full of puzzlement, "What? Did I say something wrong?"

Those people didn't want to explain any more, they covered Bao Sanyuan's mouth with their hands, smiled with Wen Yuanliang in the ring, and cheered him on.

Wen Yuanliang withdrew his gaze, extremely helpless, but he was not nervous after such a fuss. He looked at the person who mocked him, and his heart ignited a fighting spirit that he had never had before. After a while, he must light up their dog's eyes and see how they were doing. Snob!

"The competition begins!" the master of ceremonies shouted.

A man in white came to the stage unhurriedly. He was about forty years old. He had a good face and smiled at everyone. The corners of his eyes were wrinkled with a few wrinkles, and he looked more friendly.

"For this competition, I will set the questions. To be fair, all the questions are drawn from the camera obscura. Now let's take a look at the camera obscura."

The man opened the camera obscura, which was full of dense notes. No one was different. The man continued: "Okay, now the first round of competition will begin. The title is..."Guan Ju"."

This topic is simple. Twenty people write together and write at about the same time.

Twenty people's answers were hung up and judged by the audience. Wen Yuanliang's words stood out among the students in the competition. He couldn't be ranked first, but the top three definitely didn't run.

The man who mocked Wen Yuanliang just now became dissatisfied, and sneered, "Wenshan Academy is at this level."

The sound was not too loud or too small, so everyone around could hear it.

Wen Yuanliang's face sank, and he replied solemnly: "Yu Zishu has only read Wenshan for a year, so he can't represent Wenshan Academy, but after reading Xiongtai's poems, Liang feels that his poems can still be seen."

These words clearly mean that the other party's writing is not as good as his, which is simply a naked slap in the face.

"You..." The man didn't expect Wen Yuanliang to be so sharp and sharp at such a young age, and he didn't have the slightest bit of etiquette to respect teachers and elders. Of course, he was embarrassed. It is necessary to follow Wen Yuanliang's theory.

The man in white coughed lightly, lowered his eyes and said, "Okay, no one made a mistake in the first round, and we will enter the second round."

The second round was still drawn from the dark box, but this time a box was changed, and the questions in it were estimated to be more difficult than the first round.

Sure enough, when the man said with a smile that the title of the second round was "Ancient Songs", three or four people on the field looked embarrassed and gave up after hesitating for a long time.

Wen Yuanliang wrote down his answer calmly.

The answers of more than a dozen people were hung up, and everyone commented for a while. Wen Yuanliang passed the test without any accident, and his words were praised by everyone, especially because he was still young, which was rare.

This round went down five times, and one of them couldn't be done. I wrote a poem to fool me, and naturally I was brushed down.

The title of the third round is "Song of the Land". It's a simple question, but it's for those who know it. Wen Yuanliang has many orphans collected by Lao Jitou, Bailiqing, and Shen Wei. Naturally, he knows it. this poem.

When Wen Yuanliang was answering, the person who had been targeting him gritted his teeth with hatred. Wen Yuanliang seemed to have a feeling and raised his head just to meet the fire-breathing eyes of the other party. The corners of his lips rose slightly. Hanging up with the other party, he silently smiled at the person opposite: "You lost."

Yes, that person lost, because that person didn't write this game, obviously he couldn't do it.

The man was so popular that he gave Wen Yuanliang a deep look when he stepped down, obviously not going to let it go.

In the box on the second floor, Qi Zixi frowned, "Who is that person? Why is there such deep hostility towards Yuan Liang? Are they having a festival?"

Xue Zheng shook his head at the side, "To be precise, that person has an opinion on Wenshan Academy, and he can only say that Yuan Liang hit the muzzle of the gun. We still have to be more careful behind us."

"What are you afraid of! Grandpa is not scared!" Qi Zixi clenched his fists resentfully.

At this time, the stage had entered the sixth round, and there were only four of the twenty people left, and Wen Yuanliang was among them.

At the beginning of the seventh round, the man in white said indifferently: "The seventh question "Zhou Li, Kao Gong Ji", whoever writes the longest text wins, the time limit is one stick of incense."

Everyone looked at each other, did not dare to delay, and began to write quickly. Wen Yuanliang rejoiced while writing. It is estimated that no one of these people is more familiar with "Zhou Li, Kao Gong Ji" than him. Because Wen Youshan is a carpenter, Chen Ning Ya is Zhiniang. He used to study this book a lot, and he wondered if he could help his parents and solve problems. Later, when he finished reading this book, the family didn't need his help.

Meicheng thought it came in handy at such a time.

As the incense burned longer and shorter, everyone's breathing became quicker. The spectators on the second floor and above could see the progress of the four people from the window, and they knew what they were doing, but these people on the first floor had no end. Dare to breathe.

Yuan Kangping went out for a while, and after hurriedly entered the door, he said, "I found out the identity of that person."