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Fang Qi glanced into the entire hall, and was quite amused to see those young masters all scratching their heads. This Fairy Qin Se really seems to have something...that can attract so many people's attention.

Fang Qi spread out the white paper, thought for a while, and began to write.

"Feng Qiuhuang!"

"The phoenix, the phoenix, returns to its hometown, and travels all over the world to seek its phoenix.

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With both wings up and flying high, I feel sad because I think about it without feeling. "

There are more than one hundred characters eloquently, neatly and neatly, with endless charm.

Fang Qi's handwriting is still okay, at least it looks quite comfortable.

After a stick of incense time passed, the tortoises came up one by one to collect the papers, each of which had their own signatures, so they were not afraid of making mistakes.

On the high platform, in the attic.

"Hehe...it's all just some common words and phrases...all of them have no inkling, but they pretend to be so unpredictable..."

"The tone of the song ends with the meaning, love and sorrow..."

It's too common to be interesting...

Fairy Qin Se gently opened each scroll, which seemed a little boring.

It might be that her requirements were too high. In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of blank sheets of paper on the ground, and these were obviously eliminated directly.

"Feng Qiuhuang?"

The name is quite interesting...

"The phoenix, the phoenix, returns to its hometown, and travels all over the world to seek its phoenix.

The time has not met and there is no general, why Wu is now promoted to Sitang! "

"It's a good song, with a profound conception, and there is no lack of heart-stirring feelings...I didn't expect that there would be a surprise today!"

"Man in the rain? This should be a pseudonym..."

"That's the poem, Ah Wen, go and call someone up!"

Fairy Qin Se lay lazily by the side, full of coquettishness.

"Fairy, there are so many poems and songs that I haven't read? You don't read any more? What if there are better ones?"

The maid on the side reminded.

"Hehe... No need, you can call someone."

Fairy Qin Se shook her head, looking bored.

I don't know where Master has gone... Let me wait for him here, it's been so long... It's really boring...

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"Who wrote this Fengqiuhuang? Fairy Qinse invited you to come up and tell it!"

Mr. Turtle stood on the high platform and shouted loudly.

The audience was silent, and no one answered for a while.

"Who is so lucky! To be spotted by Fairy Qin Se? Yay! Why is it not me!"

"My song is so good, why didn't you choose me! I'm so mad!"

"Did Fairy Qinse misread the name...Obviously my poems and songs are the best!"

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A group of pig brothers seemed very excited, each of them was very angry, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Which young master wrote Feng Qiuhuang? Please come on stage and explain!"

Seeing that there was no answer, Mr. Gui yelled again, but there was still a long silence...

"Hmm... this refreshment is not bad, hiccup, I'm full."

Fang Qi lay on the chair and began to savor the taste. Although the atmosphere here is not very good, the food is excellent.

"Master, I seem to be calling you!"

Xue Yi was also a foodie, and he never stopped talking from the beginning to the end, and he muttered every sentence without being able to explain clearly.

"Oh... I wrote it!"

Fang Qi looked towards the high platform. He was immersed in eating just now, and didn't pay much attention to the surrounding atmosphere.

"Is it really you? Don't be an impostor?"

Mr. Gui stared at Fang Qi, seeing his greasy mouth and the pastry in his hand, he frowned and questioned.