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At this time, Li Qingzhao seemed to be used to such big scenes.

Not only did I not see any trace of panic on her body.

On the contrary, it made her appear even more calm and elegant when speaking in front of everyone:

"Everyone, please listen to this little lady."

"Everyone can accept my little sister's invitation today and brave the cold to come here."

"My little sister, I'm very grateful."

"But I don't know, during the days when my little sister was away, did Henan, Caizhou, Xuzhou, Tangzhou, Shouzhou and other places have a final winner?"

"If the competition is already over, please invite the final winners from those places to step forward."

"The little girl wants to talk to him and recite poems in person, so that this Jinling Poetry Festival can come to a successful conclusion."

As soon as Li Qingzhao said this, more than a thousand scholars and talented women in the audience started talking about it.

After a while, six teams were gathered in an orderly manner.

As for Zhao Ji, who was standing next to Li Qingzhao, when he saw the six teams slowly gathering, he suddenly had a very strange idea in his mind:

Such a scene really looks like the six legendary sects besieging Guangmingding.

But at this moment, the only thing missing from those people's hands was a weapon.

Originally, Zhao Ji thought that as long as Li Qingzhao and the talents finally selected from those places spoke about poems one by one, the so-called Jinling Poetry Society would be close to its conclusion.

But what he never expected was when Li Qingzhao looked at the person at the front of the six teams.

The expression on his face suddenly changed from the calm joy just now to the worry now.

At the same time, Li Qingzhao's left little finger has been curling since the beginning.

Perhaps such a scene is really nothing to pay attention to to other people present.

But in Zhao Ji's view, it really made him feel helpless.

Because Li Qingzhao's gesture was one of the many gestures she and Zhao Ji had agreed upon before.

The meaning is simply that she is dissatisfied with each of the six teams selected.

In this case, Zhao Ji must take action.

While Zhao Ji was feeling helpless, he also took a curious look at the leader of the six teams.

The one standing on the far left also looks very unique.

Except for wearing almost the same cotton gown as other scholars.

But it can really be described as a humble appearance.

The head is big, the neck is thick, and the eyes are extremely small.

Not only that, the body shape is even thinner and tighter.

In Zhao Ji's opinion, as long as there are fewer people in this place and the wind is strong, that person will be swept away by a strong wind immediately.

But next to this person, there was a person who looked like a servant.

He was not doing anything else at the moment, just holding a small sign.

There are seven characters in the letter, and the name represents Cao Xuelin.

And what about the one on the right?

But it was a Henan representative named Wu Tiande.

And this person has nothing to do with the so-called richness, handsomeness, and talent.

Not only is the hair on his head sparse, but he also has big dark circles under his eyes.

Overall, he looked like a tuberculosis ghost.

If in the future, this guy can get married to the handsome Li Qingzhao...

I estimate that this guy will have to go see the King of Hell in less than half a year.

Obviously, in Zhao Ji's opinion, these two so-called famous representatives and Henan representatives simply do not meet the handsome character in Li Qingzhao's audition criteria.

Therefore, for Zhao Ji, it was reasonable that Li Qing would screen them out.

And what about the two people after this?

However, they are Duan Ankang, the representative of Caizhou, and Meng Xinghai, the representative of Xuzhou.

But he said that Caizhou representative Duan Ankang, although not bad in appearance, could barely be regarded as a young talent.

But the clothes he was wearing were actually a bit shabby.

It was already winter, but the man was only wearing a few pieces of clothing.

I really don’t know if this person’s family is too poor, or if he just likes this style of dressing.

On the other hand, what about Xuzhou representative Meng Xinghai?

But standing next to him, the two of them also formed an extremely sharp image contrast.

That was an extremely fat man.

Just by visual inspection, I'm afraid even 250 pounds won't be able to stop it.

Moreover, this person is not only extremely fat, but he is also extremely short.

Its overall body shape is no different from that short winter melon.

Although he was dressed in mink fur, his extremely stocky neck was still covered with many things.

Jadeite, white jade, diamond circle.

There are really too many to count.

In this way, I didn't even have to buy that scarf.

As Zhao Ji grinned frequently, he couldn't help but sigh in astonishment:

Can someone like this be called a talented person?

I'm afraid he wasn't a gifted scholar, or he was bought by his family's wealth, right?

Originally, Zhao Ji thought that Xuzhou representative Meng Qinghai, who looked like a nouveau riche, was outrageous enough.

However, when Zhao Ji turned his attention to the next Tangzhou representative Yang Ruicai, he really saw what it meant to be truly outrageous.

That man turned out to be an idiot with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and he was drooling when he spoke.

His left hand was always raised to his chest, but he didn't know whether that arm was broken or had some kind of innate disability.

And what about the right hand?

But he is always scratching at the void, as if trying to catch something.

Sometimes he giggles, sometimes he laughs.

It's really hard not to make people wonder how big this guy's family background is.

Only then could he stand out from the huge Tangzhou and become the so-called number one talent in Tangzhou.

Standing here, engaging in this type of blind date face to face with the most talented woman in Jinling next to me.

Such a combination is really like a flower stuck beside the cow dung.

It just makes people feel extremely miserable.

After Zhao Ji finished sighing, his eyes gradually moved to the last of the six representatives:

Shouzhou representative Zhuo Bufan,

When Zhao Ji just looked at this person, he felt a sense of surprise in his heart.

Because this man is not only handsome, but also tall and tall.

The green-edged sword hanging at his waist added an aura of awe to this person.

In Zhao Ji's eyes, it is not an exaggeration to say that this person is an extremely stylish young knight.

If Li Qingzhao was his daughter, even if he wanted to get married today, he would definitely let his daughter marry this man dressed as a knight.

But with the experience of seeing the others just now, Zhao Ji also put a big question mark in his mind about this person.

After all, in his own opinion, when a normal person suddenly appears in a group of idiots, it must not be a normal thing.