In order to participate in this poem competition, the gentle and scum of Kaifeng City tried his best to do so. Even the pig-killing pigs in the city were wearing gorgeous clothes to show their attention today.

It seems that the man who brought Zhu Lin in has something to do with it. The referee in the pavilion turns a blind eye to such a situation.

"I'll introduce myself. My name is Chen Cheng. If you have friends who want to participate, you can come to me." Chen Cheng patted Zhu Lin's shoulder and left the pavilion to go out to solicit business.

Those who have not paid one or two silver taels of money to men will naturally enter the pavilion by fighting poems.

Because all the contestants had to wait for the six pavilions on the lakeside, Zhu Lin, who entered the pavilion first, could only stand in the pavilion and wait.

At this time, a disdainful voice came from the mouth of the pavilion: "Spend money to enter? Do you look down on me?"

The sound was very loud, and everyone nearby looked over. The person who said this was wearing a white Confucian robe, holding a white feather fan, with beautiful eyebrows and straight facial features. He looked like a rich young man.

Chen Cheng looked embarrassed, he took a step back and said dryly, "Young Master...you misunderstood...no..."

"No?" The rich young man raised his eyebrows and said, "I heard it wrong when I spent money to enter the pavilion? Why, did you do this with your boss' consent?"

The people around him sneered: "It's a joke that he actually wanted Mr. Shi to go through the back door. Mr. Shi is very talented, how could he be selected in this way?"

This Shi Gongzi mocked Chen Cheng not because he was so noble, but because he was arrogant! In his opinion, with his own talent, let alone entering Huxin Pavilion, even if he got the first place, wouldn’t it be simple?

Chen Cheng stood there embarrassedly. If the boss knew about this matter, he would not have any good results.

Suddenly, Mr. Shi felt that his shoulder was being patted. He frowned and turned around. It turned out to be a stranger.

Zhu Lin smiled and said to Mr. Shi: "Young Master, you should be more cautious about this shameless villain, are you not afraid of losing your identity?"

Chen Cheng looked at Zhu Lin gratefully. He was helping him step down!

Although Zhu Lin was careless, he had blocked Mr. Shi's road. If he pursued him again, wouldn't he have gained a reputation of being petty?

Mr. Shi waved his sleeves, he snorted at Zhu Lin, turned around and left, and he was about to go to other pavilions to participate in the competition.

Seeing Mr. Shi leave, Zhu Lin shrugged at Chen Cheng: "You should be more eye-catching in the future. Can you bribe such a luxuriously dressed person?"

Chen Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled gratefully at Zhu Lin. When the people around him saw that there was no show to watch, they also dispersed in boredom.

Zhu Lin returned to the pavilion by the lake. Not long after, the pavilion was full of people, which also marked that the pavilion had ended the audition. The referee stood on an open space and said, "All the young men are outstanding talents who have been selected. This way, I will not waste your young men's time."

"The titles of the Six Pavilions are different. Given that our pavilion has the largest number of people, we choose the people who enter the Huxin Pavilion by playing poetry."

"As the name suggests, I will give a question, and the young men present can answer the first five answers at will, and those with the best level can be removed."

"This round of competition has been three times, leaving fifteen people behind, and then fifteen people will compete for poetry, but this time only one person will be released. Do you understand?"

All the people present nodded. This is fair to grab poetry, and it can avoid those who have no talent to learn and want to get away with it.

The referee nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, then I'll start to draw the questions first. The first question is relatively simple. I use spring as the eye for poetry and create two lines of poetry."

Spring is a very common theme. It seems that the referee doesn't want to release difficult problems in the first round.

As soon as the referee finished speaking, a man raised his hand. The referee motioned for him, and the man stood up and said:

"The spring scenery is very strong, and the light fluff is red."

These two lines of poetry are not of great proficiency, but they are barely enough. The referee nodded to the man. When the poet was happy, he stood aside.

The theme of spring is very good to get points. Anyone with a little knowledge here wants to try it. Zhu Lin is not in a hurry. He wants to see what the following topic is.

After the spring of the first round ended, the referee chose the word Xia in the second round. The difficulty was not high, and the five people came out easily.
Chapter completed!