I write novels in Liyue

"Then it's up to you."

"Hu Tao said."

"Ah."

Fang Qiu nodded and picked up his brush to write.

Soon, a classical poem appeared on the paper in a flowing and elegant style.

To make his handwriting look less messy, Fang Qiu deliberately sped up and wrote much more sloppily.

Fang Qiu originally planned to add a sentence to the signature area: "Wang Sheng Tang Grand Sale, Buy One Get One Free, Buy More Get More," but the incense had already burned down, so Fang Qiu could only quickly write the three characters "Wang Sheng Tang."

She wrote the three characters so quickly that she could hardly recognize them anymore.

Unfortunately, time had already run out, and there was no time to rewrite it.

By this time, most people had already handed in their poems.

"Hu Tao, what are you daydreaming about?"

Fang Qiu nudged Hu Tao's shoulder, but before Hu Tao could speak, the old man walked up to their table, picked up the scroll of paper on the table, and glanced at it.

To be honest, Hu Tao's poem is quite good, but it doesn't fit the theme.

If Hu Tao has prepared other poems, there might still be a chance.

However, this poem was written by the white-haired woman standing next to him.

She clearly only came to accompany Hu Tao and had no intention of participating, so he didn't have much hope.

It's a real shame.

However, after casually glancing at the scroll and finding no words related to death, he decided to take it back to the stage.

However, after taking several steps, he suddenly stopped, his old face wrinkled like old tree bark.

Uh, wait a minute... something's not right.

Take another look.

He stood still, picked up the scroll, and began to read it.

After reading a few lines, his eyes widened, goosebumps rose all over his body, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"When will the moon be clear and bright? With a cup of wine in hand, I ask the heavens. I wonder what year it is tonight in the celestial palace. I long to ride the wind and return, yet I fear the jade towers and crystal palaces are too cold at such heights..."

After reading the last line, "May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, though separated by a thousand miles," the old man couldn't help but burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

"This... is simply a masterpiece! I never imagined that I would live to see such a timeless work. I can die without regrets."

His standing there reading the poem had already attracted the attention of everyone present. When they saw him bursting into tears and exclaiming that it was a masterpiece, the other respected elderly judges all gathered around him.

After carefully reading the poem, they, like the old man, burst into tears, declaring that they had no regrets about dying.

"Old Ji, who exactly is the person who wrote this poem? Let us see!"

Several old men spoke up.

"That's her, the one with the white hair."

After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and pointed, only to find that the place where Fang Qiu had just been sitting was empty.

"Huh? Where is everyone?"

The old man was taken aback. He quickly walked over and noticed a note written on a piece of paper on the table.

"We have to go now. Remember to take Mora to the shrine. Do not disturb. Also, the shrine is having a big sale: buy one get one free, buy three get two free, the more you buy, the more you get. Remember to frame this sentence, otherwise we won't let you hang it on the wall."

The handwriting is inconsistent, indicating that it was not written by the same person.

Upon seeing the contents of the paper, the several respected elders present exchanged bewildered glances.

"Ah, this..."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, and after a long silence, an old man finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Should we keep this one?"

After another moment of silence, one of the elders said, "Keep it."

Meanwhile, in the VIP living room on the third floor.

"What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

Hearing the commotion coming from downstairs, a wealthy businessman frowned and asked.

"Perhaps some masterpiece has been produced."

The young man in the blue robe smiled and said, "To cause such a sensation, it seems this auction is going to be a fierce battle. Don't you think so, Mr. Zhongli?"

"nature."

Zhongli smiled faintly.

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P.S.: Sorry for the lateness, I had a slight fever, the total was 4500.

Chapter 191 What happened? (Part 2)

The streets of Liyue were bustling with activity, and pedestrians were coming and going in an endless stream.

The roadside vendors were doing brisk business, and their calls to sell were constant.

"Come, come, take a look! Freshly made golden shrimp balls! You can enjoy delicious golden shrimp balls without going to a restaurant."

"Rock King Emperor stone sculpture, 1,000 Mora each, only ten available, first come first served."

"The same hairpin worn by Ke Qing in the movie 'Yu Heng Xing' is available for purchase now!"

At that moment, a girl wearing a black hat and with pigtails was leading a well-proportioned woman in white, running quickly down the street.

Both of them were stunningly beautiful, and for a moment, they attracted the attention of many people present.

"I suddenly felt my soul had been elevated."

"Don't even think about it, you have no chance."

"You're overthinking it. Can't you be a little more innocent? I just think girls are really good friends."

Fang Qiu couldn't hear what the passersby were saying. She was being dragged along by Hu Tao, and although Hu Tao was being considerate of her feelings and wasn't running too fast, Fang Qiu still felt like she was about to run out of breath.

"Hu Tao, slow down, I can't keep up."

Fang Qiu shouted intermittently.

"Feel sorry."

Hu Tao quickly slowed down.

They returned to the front of the Hall of Rebirth. Sanmi, who had been staying with Yi Guan Xiaomei and was now playing with Tingyu, immediately came to greet Fang Qiu and Hu Tao when she saw them return.

Tingyu immediately resumed her aloof demeanor and walked over gracefully.

"Master, you're back."

"Young lady-in-waiting asked."

"Ah."

Hu Tao nodded and responded.

"I'll go make you some tea."

Yi Guan Xiaomei originally intended to ask why they returned so quickly or how the poetry competition went, but then she subconsciously looked back and saw her master and a tired Miss Fang Qiu holding hands.

Their hands were still not loosened.

"Go ahead, go ahead, thank you for your hard work."

Hu Tao waved with a smile and said.

"It's just my duty."

The young female attendant couldn't help but smile slightly, then turned and walked back to the Hall of Rebirth.

After the young maid left, Hu Tao led Fang Qiu to sit on the bench.

Fang Qiu sat on the bench, her beautiful eyes gently closed, breathing rapidly.

Her fair face was flushed with an alluring peach-red hue from running all the way back.

Her high, firm breasts heaved dramatically with her rapid breathing.

Her whole body exuded an alluring fragrance.

"so beautiful."

Seeing Fang Qiu's appearance, Hu Tao murmured subconsciously.

"What's so beautiful?"

Fang Qiu, panting, opened his eyes and asked.

However, when she opened her eyes, Hu Tao was looking at the distant horizon. Fang Qiu followed Hu Tao's gaze and saw a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

"Yes, it's so beautiful."

Fang Qiu murmured.

The moon is exceptionally round tonight.

Come to think of it, she's been in Teyvat for so long, and she still hasn't had a proper look at the moon.

I don't know if it's because the Lunar New Year is approaching, but the moon is exceptionally large tonight.

It's a pity that on the day of the Lunar New Year, we could see the moon like in anime.

"Yes, it's really beautiful."

Hu Tao withdrew her gaze and looked at Fang Qiu, who was gazing at the moon with a slightly dreamy expression, and murmured.

At the same time, a hint of doubt crept into her eyes.