A family of three travels through time together, and the golden finger is turned on

"Don't worry, she has a lot of fans and will definitely sell for a good price!" Mo Wen smiled inexplicably cunningly.

"Hey, here we go again! Who's the second brother going to trick this time?" Qin Hai felt a chill run down his spine when he saw Mo Wen's smile. This second brother looked like a decent person, but he was actually the most treacherous.

"Third brother." Mo Wen pulled Qin Hai aside and whispered something, and Qin Hai smiled the same way Mo Wen did. Gu Xing immediately drove the three of them out, out of sight, out of mind. They weren't any good!

After the three of them left, Gu Xing picked up the phone and thought again and again.

"dad."

"Well, what's going on?"

"Well, Cancan went to Huazhou to participate in a poetry conference and met someone from Huayun."

"Cancan is coming to Huazhou, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

“No, Dad, wait until I finish, it’s those people who bullied Cancan before Huayun, do you want to check what happened?”

"I see. It seems there's a big problem in Qingzhou." Gu Wen hung up the phone and called Ji Lan again.

With a phone call from Gu Can, a new round of rectification began in the entire Qingzhou.

Gu Xing and Xia Jue were speechless after finding out about Mo Qing's affairs, but they still sent the information to Gu Can.

Gu Can was even more speechless when he saw this.

Lan Qianqian's halo is gone, can she still lower her intelligence? Mo Qing is a famous talented woman in Jiuzhou, and her hatred is simply inexplicable.

The newly appointed principal of Huayun is a student of Jiang Shengzhi. Under Jiang Shengzhi's brainwashing, he naturally dislikes Gu Can and is even more critical of Jiang Le'an. This poetry competition was also arranged by Jiang Le'an through Jiang Shengzhi to get the principal to arrange for them to gain traffic.

Gu Can really didn’t understand. Lan Qianqian had lost all her halo, so why was Jiang Le’an still so devoted to her?

"Appreciate the poetry of Jiuzhou, explore the cultural genes, and savor the beauty of life. This is the scene of the annual Jiuzhou College Poetry Conference. I am the host Dong Si." With the familiar opening remarks and the familiar host, this Jiuzhou Poetry Conference officially began.

Each Kyushu Poetry Conference lasts for nine days.

A theme is selected every day and three rounds of competition are held. The first round is flying flowers, the second round is looking at paintings and guessing poems, and the third round is the highlight, writing poems based on the theme.

Although Gu Can had only recently arrived in this world, she possessed the original owner's memories, had a photographic memory, and had been reading books. She also had a considerable reserve of poetry from this world.

I can easily win the Feihualing game every day.

This year's themes are plum, orchid, bamboo, snow, spring, mountain, sea, love and ambition.

On the first day, Gu Can's poem "White Plum"

I live in a forest of ice and snow, not mixed with the fragrant dust of peaches and plums;

Suddenly, a fragrance spreads overnight, bringing spring to the world.

A perfect ending.

On the second day, Gu Can wrote "Inscription on Painting Orchid"

Standing on the top of thousands of mountains, the fragrance is rich in the deep crevices of the rocks.

There are floating clouds under my feet, but they come without my knowledge and leave without me noticing.

"Don't be complacent!" Mo Qing suddenly said something out of the blue when leaving the live broadcast. Gu Can was confused. No, she wasn't complacent either! After all, she had five thousand years of ancestors to back her up, so why couldn't she be complacent?

"She must be sick." Gu Can was speechless.

"Ignore her. She used to be known as the most talented woman in Jiuzhou. Now that you have defeated her twice in a row, it would be strange if she is willing to accept this." Zhuge Erniu said.

"However, we still have to be on guard against her, after all, she has a lot of fans. If things really get out of hand, Cancan will definitely suffer." Jing Yi reminded.

"Well, I will take good care of Cancan." Zhuge Erniu said.

Although there are some foolish people like Mo Qing, and some dirty guys like Fu Cheng, there are mostly normal people. Students from other universities have really been convinced by Gu Can in the past two days.

It was truly a friendship between gentlemen, rivals on stage and friends off stage. This greatly comforted Gu Can in this world, facing the trauma of his upside-down parents.

On the third day, Gu Can wrote "Ode to Bamboo"

People pity him for being born thin, but he thinks he is talented and even stronger as he grows older.

Once shared the rain and dew with weeds, and finally experienced the frost with pine and cypress.

Day 4: Spring Snow

The New Year has not yet come into bloom, but in early February, grass buds appear.

Baixue dislikes the evening of spring, so she wears garden trees as flying flowers.

Day 5: Spring Dawn

Chunmian doesn't know dawn, and I hear birds everywhere.

The night comes wind and rain, Whispering Colour.

"Cancan, look, it turns out that Mo Qing is up to no good. It's not clear that there's a conspiracy, but you got the questions in advance." Zhuge Erniu and the others were observing Mo Qing's movements in real time.

It turned out that Mo Qing was broadcasting live, saying openly and secretly that Gu Can got the questions in advance and asked the boss to write them for her.

It's really funny. Apparently, every day a random audience member comes up to draw a theme, okay?

"Is she still live streaming?" Gu Can asked. Zhuge Erniu didn't understand why she was asking this at this time, but she nodded.

"Let's go. They must be living in Chunlin Courtyard," said Gu Can.

"Correct."

Zhuge Erniu followed Gu Can without realizing it, but halfway through she realized he was going to cause trouble, so she had to get everyone involved. By the time they reached Chunlin Academy, all the participating students had already arrived.

"It's you. What are you doing here?" Mo Qing opened the door and asked immediately when he saw Gu Can.

"Since you question me and even the fairness of the program, it's just right that you are going to start a live broadcast today, so you should give an explanation to your fans. As the most talented woman in Jiuzhou, you won't be afraid to compete in poetry, right?" Gu Can made an invitation gesture.

"Well, since you've come to me, I won't give you any face." Mo Qing said, picking up his live broadcast equipment.

"Everyone, she came to me to compete in poetry. You can't say I'm bullying her because she's young." Mo Qing was still acting cute in front of the phone. Mo Qing followed Gu Can into the courtyard.

"Since you are the one questioning it, then you can ask the question yourself. But don't say later that you did it to make me."

"Okay, you wrote three poems on Double Ninth Festival, and they were all classics. So today you and I will each write three poems, about objects, about the countryside, and about gracefulness."

"Yes." Gu Can nodded.

Huanxisha

A new song, a glass of wine, last year's weather, the same pavilion. When will the setting sun return? Helplessly, the flowers fall, and the familiar swallows return. I wander alone along the fragrant path in the small garden.

Drinking

I have built my hut in a human world, yet there is no noise of carriages and horses. How could you do that? The mind is far away, and the place is naturally remote.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I leisurely see the southern mountains. The mountain air is beautiful at dusk, flying towards us and returning.

There is a real meaning in this, and I have forgotten to discern it.

Lime Chant

Thousands of hammers and chisels have carved out the mountains, and the raging fire has burned as if it were nothing. I am not afraid of being torn to pieces, as long as I can leave my innocence in the world.

"You can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep. No matter what I do, you will always have an excuse waiting for you. I come to compete with you in poetry today just to tell you that you are not as good as me in writing poetry, and the same goes for being a person." Gu Can put down his pen and looked at Mo Qing and said.

After saying this, Gu Can turned and left. Well, she actually used poems from her ancestors, but she wasn't incapable of writing real poems; after all, she had also passed the imperial examination. But with the protection of her ancestors, why bother herself?

This is the confidence brought by the great China!

With this live broadcast, Gu Can's three poems became widely circulated again. Gu Can's popularity also increased greatly. However, Mo Qing lost a lot of fans.

"Have you finished reading?" Jing Yi waited until everyone had finished reading before carefully putting the three sheets of paper away. Hehe, this is Gu Can's manuscript!

This time there is no principal or teacher, no one can compete with him!

I took it home and framed it, and admired it secretly without letting grandpa know.

Jing Yi's calculations were clattering.

"Haha. President, if you see me, you'll get a share." Zhuge Erniu is not stupid. She has been waiting eagerly for a long time. Jing Yi looked back. No, didn't they all follow Gu Can? How come everyone in the poetry club is still there!

"Don't rush to grab it. Wait for me to frame it when I get back and hang it in our poetry club. It will be the treasure of our Qingwen Poetry Club in the future." Jing Yi shouted immediately. This cannot be snatched.

"Okay, President, you said it," the members of the poetry club said. Fortunately, Jing Yi's reputation was pretty good.