147 years of absolute

Candidates are very excited, especially those poor students, who have no connections or background, and have insufficient innate advantages. At this time, the public is in full view. It is the time to really compete for real talent and learning. They have a twelve-point spirit and wait for the students to come up.

Not to mention them, even the remaining fighters with performance tasks in the crowd are attracted. They are scholars anyway, and they want to compete with others when they have the opportunity.

Liu Liwa and Miss Zhao were helpless, but in order to find advertising opportunities, they could only squeeze into the crowd and approach the center.

In the thousands of calls of people, the old scholar who seemed to be knowledgeable and full of stories in his beard finally said, "You are old and not talented, and dare not mention the examination and teaching. I just throw bricks to attract jade. I will ask three questions to help everyone."

As soon as the old scholar opened his mouth, the noisy scene immediately quieted down. In addition to hundreds of candidates, there were also those girls who came to find love, primary and secondary school students and parents of students. All of them held their breath and waited for the old scholar to answer the question.

"The first question is to choose the couplet that everyone likes to see. The old man comes out of the couplet, and everyone present can be right. In terms of the confrontation, it is the most neat, and the artistic conception is the most suitable for victory. The old scholar smiled, and his eyes sparkled with a hot light. In Liu Liwa's opinion, he did not take the exam to give the candidates a chance to show their talents, but to show off like he himself.

Just as Liu Li Wei thought, the old scholar's upper couplet directly shocked many people with internal injuries as soon as he opened his mouth, because his upper couplet was: "White Tower Street, yellow blacksmith, red stove, burning black charcoal, blue smoke, flashing blue light, quenching purple iron, sitting north to south to fight things."

The scene was originally quiet. After the old scholar came out with the upper couplet, it became silent and the needle was audible. This couplet not only contains red, white, blue, black, purple, blue and yellow, but also the four directions of east, west, north and south. It is absolutely not an excessive to say that it is eternal.

A couplet is embarrassing for everyone. Everyone is thinking. Of course, some people are really thinking, and some people are pretending to think. In this environment, even if you are illiterate, you have to pretend to be an intellectual.

Of course, this does not include Liu Liwa and Zhao Jiabi. They are still discussing how to adapt to the task of continuing advertising, but they have never thought of a way. Miss Zhao was so angry that she approached him little by little.

At this moment, everyone was thinking about it. When they couldn't figure it out, a person in the crowd raised his arm and said loudly, "Yes!"

This sound is like a thunderstorm, which immediately interrupts everyone's thoughts. The person who can come up with the next couplet so quickly is quick enough to convince people.

Everyone followed the sound and spoke. It was Wu Yuzhou, a talented fisherman from a coastal town in the east. The nerds with similar interests, were immediately excited when they saw him, and those obscene talents also looked at him differently. Of course, the most surprising thing was the old scholar. He thought that With this opportunity, I can suppress the heroes, highlight my knowledge, and look forward to being used by the county magistrate. I didn't expect that someone would take over so soon. It's really outsiders. The old scholar sighed, "This talented man, please..."

Although Wu Yuzhou was dressed shabby, he looked handsome and extraordinary. He raised his hands and feet with a strong sense of books. He took a step forward and saluted the old scholar, and then said loudly, "Mr. Shanglian is Baita Street, yellow blacksmith, raw red stove, burning black charcoal, blue smoke, shining blue light, quenching purple iron, sitting in the Northern Dynasty. Nanda things. Students are not talented, so they are in the following couplets: Tamsui Bay, bitter farmers, wearing sandals, bending sour waists, hot days, sweating salty, cutting sweet cane, raising wives and raising children and grandchildren.

"Okay..." As soon as he made a couplet, he immediately attracted the cheers of a group of nerds. Other people were also convinced by his talent and wisdom, but some people didn't care. After all, the old scholar's couplet contains seven colors and four directions. Although his next couplet reflects the suffering of the people, it is dark His own background reflects his arrogance, but he is not very neat.

Wu Yuzhou himself obviously knew that this couplet was not very fair, but he was still proud on the court. In the face of applause and doubts, he was unmoved. The next couplet was just to reflect the mood of the matter and his feelings about his background.

Nevertheless, Wu Yuzhou's first pair is also valuable. The other side of the rich prince's camp was immediately lowered. Naturally, they were unwilling. They couldn't help looking at the leader Du Shaofu. Du Shaofu did not let them down. They took a step forward, and their faces were full of playful smiles. They looked at the bustling streets through the crowd, and there were various shops on both sides. Engraved with inspiration, he hugged his fist and said, "The students also have a couplet. Please give me some advice. Xiaosheng's Xialianwei, firewood and coal shop, rice owner, fried rapeseed, put salt powder, pour sauce residue, sprinkle vinegar water, add tea, from top to bottom.

"Wonderful!" The obscene party immediately cheered, and the old scholar and the county magistrate couldn't help nodding. Even Wu Yuzhou's eyes looking at Du Shaofu flashed a trace of experience. Although this man was full of dirty jokes, laughing and scolding, he did have real talent and learning.

The lower couplet of Du Shaofu is obviously one grade higher than that of Wu Yuzhou, including seven flavors of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, as well as the upper and lower sides, and more processed.

After the two of them met, everyone was very excited. This kind of talent was enviable, and the eyes of many girls cast on them were like spring water, and the autumn waves were continuous. It's really talented and practical. Of course, there are also those who are unwilling to compete secretly, sweating on their foreheads and racking their brains. However, reciting poems is not based on how many books you have read and how many words you know. You need to learn and use them.

The old scholar has not made any comments for the time being, waiting for others to see if there is anyone who can get along with it. If not, then Du Shaofu will naturally win this question.

Wu Yuzhou and Du Shaofu were surrounded by fans of their respective camps. The two sides did not give in to each other and fought secretly. The atmosphere was very fierce, while Wu Yuzhou looked natural, with strong self-confidence, and his resolute face had a tenacious look of grassroots. Du Shaofu on the other side looked relaxed, smiled, and did not hide his pride. At the same time, his obscene eyes unexpectedly found Miss Zhao in the crowd. His eyes immediately glowed and subconsciously moved closer to the young lady. Miss Zhao also found him, and his unfaithful attempt, and hurriedly After taking a few steps to avoid him, she just wanted to get close to Liu Liwa to discuss the advertisement, but this panic happened to hit Liu Liwa.

"Oops..."

Liu Liwa was caught off guard and screamed. She stammed and rushed straight away from the crowd, almost hitting the old scholar...