Are I ten thousand different from the first place?

So cruel?

Murong He also cried.

Damn, I'm only five points?

So low?

This dog-good Chu Qing actually scored perfectly?

this……

The total score was also out, Chu Qing ranked third in 31 points, Ouyang Hua ranked first in 34 points, and Xu Haoran ranked second in 30 points...

As for Murong He, Zhou Moran and the other seven people were directly eliminated...

Only three people were left for the entire game.

However, for some reason, everyone was staring at Chu Qing!

Chu Qing once again became the focus of attention!

Chu Qing looked at everyone's eyes and quickly wiped his mouth, looking very serious.

But the pile of watermelon peels betrayed him...

Everyone's eyes were complicated.

What are you doing when we watch other people recite poems?

Have you eaten so much watermelon alone?

*** and Xu Haoran stared at Chu Qing!

Although they ranked third, they were very alert to Ouyang Hua and Xu Haoran's expressions.

This Chu Qing is so sexy.

Can it be so powerful?

After about ten minutes of rest, the next game continued to begin.

The three of them slowly walked onto the stage under the announcement of Old Man Liu.

"I will continue to mention it and write about snow. However, there cannot be snow in the whole article, but there cannot be hidden winter or winter. It cannot be represented by plum blossoms and other plants in winter. There cannot be sadness in winter throughout the whole article, and we must write about the joy of winter..."

After hearing this question, Xu Haoran and Ouyang Hua were stunned.

What's the fucking question?

When writing about snow, you cannot use plant metaphors? And when writing about winter, you should write about happiness?

You...

This topic is really...

The two of them fell into deep thought at the same time, standing on the stage as if they were a wooden man.

However, Chu Qing felt a urge to urinate.

I seemed to have eaten a little too much watermelon just now...

sweat.

He wanted to step down and pee and answer the questions.

So he looked at Old Man Liu with a weak look.

"Can I go down for the time being? I want to go to the bathroom."

"Before the poem comes out, you can't go down. I know that your phone is very well-versed now. When you communicate, your poem comes out. So, this is unfair to them unless you abstain from the right."

"Ah... Then after writing it out, will you be able to step down?"

"Yes." Old Man Liu looked selfless.

Chu Qing looked helpless after looking at Old Man Liu's answer.

How should I write this poem?

If you don’t give up, this top score has no meaning to me anyway.

But, this is a bit embarrassing?

It's not good to go down as soon as you get on stage.

So what am I going to write?

Is there any poem that meets the requirements?

Wait, there is!

But at this time, Chu Qing had an idea and thought of a poem!

This poem is exactly in line with the requirements...

He narrowed his eyes.

"That... I really wrote it out." Chu Qing scratched his head weakly.

"What? Come out?" Old Man Liu and others, including Xu Haoran and Ouyang Hua, all widened their eyes.

In less than two minutes, a poem came out?

True or fake?

"Yes, I wrote it, I Nian Nian, the name of this poem is Yongxue, um..."

"Remember!" Old Man Liu still couldn't believe it.

"The whole poem is..."

"The country is in a general way, and there are black holes in the well.

The yellow dog's body is white, and the white dog's body is swollen!"

"How is it? Can I go down?"

"..." After hearing this, Mr. Liu nodded in confusion, and then saw Chu Qing walking off the stage and heading straight towards the bathroom.

Is the yellow dog's body white, and the white dog's body swollen?

this……

this……

Completely meet the requirements!

Old Man Liu closed his eyes and tried to keep himself calm.

"..." Ouyang Hua could not describe his mood at this moment, and even he felt a dizzy...

Just come out like this?

Although this poem is not as profound as the previous "Plum Blossoms", this poem fully meets the requirements.

this……

Xu Haoran's mind was blank. He originally felt that he had thought of the first inspiration, but now he was stunned by Chu Qing's explosion.

He is coming out now?

What about me?

I'm just writing nonsense!

Looking at Chu Qing's back, for some reason, the two of them always feel like I've finished writing. You guys continue to have fun and I'll see you happy...

Well, Ouyang Hua and Xu Haoran both felt very uncomfortable and very suffocated!

My face turned red.

After Chu Qing went to the bathroom, she came back very comfortably, and then looked at the two people who were still holding on the stage, and she was immediately gloating.

Are these two people also holding their urine?

You guys should write it out earlier if you keep peeing.

Ten minutes passed quickly. After Chu Qing's slutty operation, the two of them couldn't even hold up their farts. And looking at the posture, not only could they not even hold up their farts in ten minutes, but they even felt that they had no use to mess up their eggs.

"Cough, cough, in this game, Chu Qing won, Chu Qing added ten..." In the end, Old Man Liu announced Chu Qing's score. "Currently, Chu Qing's score is forty-two, ranking first..."

"Next, this question is twenty, which is very difficult, so the score is very high. Can you turn it over? Just look at the question. This question is not about writing poetry, not calligraphy, but about lyrics." After Old Man Liu announced it, Old Man Jiang came over and stared at the three of them and asked a question.

"A poem about the moon should have feelings, and the words have deep meanings, something hidden... and even a loneliness that ranks high... Now..."

"That, I have it!" Old Man Jiang just said, Chu Qing continued to scratch his head, his face slightly ugly. He might have eaten his stomach.

"You..." Old Man Jiang stared at her eyes.

“…” Ouyang Hua.

Are you fucking?
To be continued...