Chapter 1931 The Real World 20

"Boom" a gong and drum sounded, and the little servant shouted: "Start."

The twenty contestants began to think, this time Xiao Moer did not start writing immediately, but was thinking with a pen. When Qin Yuxuan was writing, he glanced sideways at the little guy and saw that the little guy was still thinking there.

The spectators watching from the outside of the arena swept over all of you. Qin Yuxuan, who was generous before, was naturally taken care of by the focus, and the kid Mo was second. At a young age, it is easy to be ignored.

"Look, this time the No. 30 took the lead again."

"I look at this momentum. Today's leader is likely to be between him and No. 2."

"The little guy who used to pick up the pen quite quickly has no movement now, isn't that bad?" Someone stared at Xiao Mo'er, and seeing that he didn't move for a while, he couldn't help but despise him a bit.

"It's just a child, it's not bad to be able to match a pair."

"He got right so fast before, I think this little guy should be very good at pairing."

"I still want to see him come to the end, it seems hopeless."

Bei Yutang, who was standing at the head of the crowd, didn't feel anything and was not worried. However, the book boy who followed Qin Yuxuan saw this and couldn't hide the gloating on his face.

The leader this time must be the young master of his family.

That little one came here just to make up the numbers.

Seeing that he was about to roll in the next round, Shutong's mood became very good.

Shopkeeper Fu glanced at Xiang and reminded those who had not yet started writing, "Time is running out, it's not time for half a cup of tea."

"I originally wanted to see what kind of poems that little kid could make, but now it seems like it won't work."

"Looking at that little guy, he is calm, and there is no panic until now." Someone couldn't help but admire the boy Mo.

Among a group of adults, he is a small person who steps on a stool to write, which is completely unique, and it is difficult not to attract attention.

Seeing that the time was about to pass, Xiao Moer finally started to write. He was writing very quickly, and it was obvious that he had already thought about it.

At this time, Qin Yuxuan had already made a poem and let the servant take it away.

He looked at Xiao Mo'er and saw that he was writing in a hurry.

"Boom"~~~

The gongs and drums sounded, and the servant said to all the contestants: "The time is up, please stop writing."

When the gongs and drums sounded, Xiao Moer calmly put down the pen.

"Now start a broadcast in sequence."

The little servant started broadcasting according to the number plate, and the round started on the 2nd. When the 37th arrived, the little servant spread out the paper and put it in front of everyone.

"Always laugh, laugh at the ridiculous people in the world; a big belly can tolerate, but the world can't tolerate things." An old man stroked his beard and read this poem carefully.

"Okay, very good." The old man couldn't help but praise him after tasting it carefully.

"I really didn't expect this little guy to be so powerful."

"This son is really impressive."

"It's incredible, it's incredible. This son will become a great player in the future."

A young scholar shook his head and said, "A child who is only a few years old can write such poems, crushing everyone before. It's amazing, amazing, and Xiaosheng admires it."

"Tsk tsk, I see a comparison between this child and the child prodigy in the capital." Some people couldn't help comparing Xiao Mo'er with the legendary child child prodigy.

"It's too exaggerated. He's not as good as the child prodigy." Someone objected.