Peerless concubine pharmacist

Chapter 525

"Now, within the time of a stick of incense, whoever has the most wins, the topic is lovesickness! Of course, the premise is that there is quality!" The dean is fighting with lovesickness!Everyone wonders if he has a lovesick old-fashioned unrequited love story!
Just now I have searched my stomach, this, this...

Some students have a headache.

Including Zi Nian, although he remembered a few words of Luoyue, he was not a melancholic person at all, and there really weren't many such arty things.

How to do it?

The white original wax figure has been silent
"Ahem." It coughed.

"Don't say you understand."

"My lord, uh, no, I have a lot of experience in poetry and poetry recently, especially about lovesickness. After all, these are things to decorate oneself, so they can be more favored by the opposite sex. You ask me, and I will tell you." Bai Xiang said proudly.

Finally, the master can ask for himself!Ha ha!
"I beg you, at worst I don't want the Sky Key, Luoyue can get it anyway. Or I just quit the game and go back to sleep." Zi Nianxin said.

"Okay, okay, I beg you, I beg you, it's okay, continue to compete, don't worry, with your image, everything will be fine." Bai Xiang was scared, and finally got a chance to show off.

Zi Nian is here, Luo Yue is next to them, they are very close, and they can hear each other's words.

Listen, the students around have already started chattering, and the instructors nodded again and again.

"Several times I sit under the flowers and play the flute, and the silver man and the red wall look into the distance.

It seems that this star is not last night.

The lingering thoughts exhausted the cocoon, and the heartbreak turned to peel the banana.

In March and May in [-], the poor glass of wine never disappeared. "Bai Xiang reminded Zi Nian.

"Death Elephant, make it shorter for me, it's so long, how can I remember it!" Zi Nian yelled at it twice, the white elephant was so happy!
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot your IQ..."

"Your Majesty intends to tell you the date of return, but Chunrong swallowed bitterly before saying anything. Is this going to happen? Remember, how many times should I repeat it?" Bai Xiang asked.

Zi Nian really wants him to shut up, but now is really not the time, and he has to be counted on.

Luoyue heard it, why did this little tomb robber become elegant?
"The song is hesitant, the smile is desolate, now every song is a sorrow, and the past has been turned into two lines of tears." Luoyue also has to hurry up.

The instructor nodded frequently, only to hear Zi Nian read slowly: "The hibiscus flower at the end of the tree, the red calyx in the mountain. There is no one in Jianhu, and they bloom and fall one after another."

Luoyue continued: "The phoenix tree sheds tears and the Yi Ren guards, a piece of icy heart trapped in a dream."

Zi Nian smiled slightly: "That's why I knocked on the single pillow to find it in my dream, and the dream didn't turn into a lamp, but it turned into ashes!"

Luoyue raised her head, "Linglong dice and red beans, you will never know if you are deeply in love."

I only heard Zi Nian say again: "When I smiled, Qing misunderstood me, and my soul is still in the water."

"Chi Ping leans on each other and hates each other, looking back at the west wind."

"The cypress on the Qingling Mausoleum, the stone in the leilei stream. In the world, life is suddenly like a traveler."

"The bones are like a mountain and I forget my surname. It's nothing more than a son and a red makeup."

"Poor Wuding River Bone, like a person in a deep boudoir's dream."

"The song is hesitant, the smile is desolate, and now every song is a sorrow, and the past is turned into two lines of tears."

"The wind blew the tears last night, a piece of ice in front of the pillow."

……

The two of them frown and smile together, fluent and natural, the poetic and picturesque feelings in their chests are like a torrent of water gushing out continuously, some words are for each other to listen to, and the tutor who listens to the tutor seems superfluous.

After the incense burnt out, the bell rang, and the instructors began to count the quality and numbers.

As a result, only 12 people advanced to this round.

The dean began to make a summary: "You 12 are the best of this year, and the final competition will be held tomorrow, so prepare well and be surprised."

(End of this chapter)