Fang Ye must have conquered Zhang Bing.

He couldn't help but shake his head in his heart.

This guy...is really terrible!!

The three couplets over there have been discussions for nearly an hour, and no results have been found!

On the other hand, Zhang Bing was already convinced.

Only one Wu Zhiqi is left...

Poetry requires two people to cooperate.

But it is actually the role of a person.

One person recites, and another person writes it.

Last year, Su Jiayin helped Fang Ye write it.

But this year...

This candidate is Fang Ye and Wu Zhiqi.

"It's easier between us?"

Wu Zhiqi looked at Fang Ye and said.

"Well, take out your own work, whoever wins, whoever uses it, and another one writes it."

Fang Ye said with a smile.

From this look, you can tell the difference.

The problem is not particularly big.

"etc……"

Just as Fang Ye was about to take out the work.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, Wu Zhiqi suddenly called Fang Ye.

Fang Ye's movements stopped and looked at Wu Zhiqi curiously: "What's wrong?"

"In order to leave a little surprise for everyone, we will come down to communicate in private."

Wu Zhiqi smiled.

"Damn! This old man!! Why is he the same as Lao Liu?"

"That's it!! This makes me itchy, right?"

"There's no way, wait and see!"

Others couldn't help but laugh and scold.

Wu Zhiqi and Fang Ye were on the side.

Soon, Fang Ye saw what Wu Zhiqi made.

It's just a poem.

Fang Ye quickly took out his own.

Wu Zhiqi looked carefully.

Then a smile appeared on his face: "Haha, I'm willing to give you a disadvantage, I'm willing to give you a disadvantage!! Professor Fang, this time, I'll grind ink for you!!"

Everyone saw it and immediately understood.

Professor Wu Zhiqi directly gave up!

They don’t know what Professor Fang has prepared now!

"Old Wu, how about it? That poem?"

"It's not as good as...it's just a famous quote that has passed through the ages!"

Wu Zhiqi sighed slightly and waved his hand and said.
Chapter completed!