Chapter Thirty-Three: Poetry Contest Encounters Difficulties
Bai Qingren came to his senses when he heard Han Qingyi's three words, and he completely forgot about her, so anxious that he immediately stood up and almost knocked over the snacks on the table. Seeing his appearance, Zhen Ranshuang snorted coldly: "Bai Gongzi, if you want to go to her, just go." I'm fine. See you again in the future. “
"Miss Zhen, farewell, it's the first time I brought her here, you can't leave her here and ignore it." After saying that, Bai Qingren no longer looked at Zhen Ranshuang, and hurriedly walked towards the crowd, there were many crowds, Bai Qingren had no choice but to look for her while pushing aside the crowd.
Bai Qingren walked forward for about ten steps, and finally saw her in a gap on the left side of the crowd: "Qingyi, I'm sorry to lose you." I'm sorry Qingyi! Bai Qingren looked at Han Qingyi guiltily, his eyes were full of apology.
"It's okay, it's just that it's my first time here and I don't know anyone, so I'm inevitably a little scared. Has Bai Gongzi been with Miss Zhen all the time? "Since Han Qingyi came to this other world, Bai Qingren is the first acquaintance she has known, even if he sees the woman he likes, he can't just leave her like this! It feels like you're holding your hand all the time when crossing the street in modern times, so you're not afraid of traffic. But this person suddenly gave up on the road and went to hold another person, then you stand in the traffic and watch the cars coming and going, it is fearful.
It's just that these strange feelings are forced down by her.
"I'm sorry Qingyi, I just want to talk to Dyed Frost, maybe it's because I like poetry more, and she is the leader of the previous session, so I chatted a few more words. I really didn't expect to lose you, Qingyi, and no one will go up for the time being. I think if you want to show off your talents, or if you want to be the leader, you can go up now. Bai Qingren felt that it was fortunate that she came to find her now, otherwise she would have been in a hurry, and no one told her what to do in this case.
"Okay, then I'll go up, my younger brothers and sisters still hope that Bai Gongzi will help take care of it. Don't let them run around. Then he looked at Hua Xiangrong and said to her: Rong'er, look at them. Fortunately, she just likes poetry, and she thought that she couldn't move when she saw a beauty. It's okay, it's okay, thinking like this, Han Qingyi's heart is much better.
"It's natural, you can rest assured. I still hope you get the top spot. Bai Qingren patted his chest and promised.
Han Qingyi calmed down her excitement, adjusted her breathing, and exhaled deeply, reluctant to let the child trap the wolf. Step by step to the ring, each step is like a charcoal under the soles of your feet.
Han Qingyi walked forward slowly, stood in the center of the ring, faced everyone, and slowly said word by word: "The little girl is not talented, and she also wants to give it a try." ”
Guo Fei'er, who was sitting at the bottom, saw Han Qingyi go up, stood up directly, and shouted at Han Qingyi: "Yo, the village girl is also here to talk about poetry!" I wonder if I'll tell me what kind of soil or mud is in the village? I really haven't seen a village girl who can write poetry, do you say it's frost! As he spoke, he deliberately looked at his cousin.
Yan Bo looked at Guo Fei'er angrily, when did he know that he was mischievous, how could he say that Han Qingyi was also the woman he had a crush on. It will be her sister-in-law in the future. But she is my mother's sweetheart, and it is not easy to talk about her, so I have to simply reprimand her.