Chapter 292 Second Round

Su Qinxin immediately pondered over the painting.

On the other side, the little girl saw the painting and immediately recited a poem excitedly.

"The stone path is slanting up the cold mountain, and there are houses deep in the white clouds. This painting is too close to the poem."

Su Tian on the other end of the phone heard her voice and immediately typed out the poem, and urged impatiently, "What is the second half? Come on, don't dilly-dally, do you still want to win?"

The little girl twitched her lips and felt her fists hard.

But in order not to offend the male protagonist of the novel, she still reported the second half of the poem.

Su Qinxin was still thinking about which word in the poem would be more beautiful, and then she saw the other party write a poem with a unique style.

With just a few strokes, it was even more vivid and vivid than the painting given by the organizer.

And the other party only took two minutes to write such a powerful poem.

Su Qinxin already knew that the other party's poems were all plagiarized by the immortals and saints of poetry. She was very self-aware and felt that she would definitely not be able to compete, so she took the initiative to give up the second round of the game.

Now all of Su Tian's fans were very happy, thinking that their previous guesses were confirmed.

"Only a god could come up with such a poem in such a short time. Qinxin was so scared that she didn't dare to accept the challenge, haha."

"Although this poem is different from the previous style of the god, it is also unique and worth studying."

"I have copied it down and prepared to show it to my friend."

[Oh, what a pity, this world doesn't even have Du Mu's poems. There are so many classic masterpieces, but people in this world don't have the opportunity to appreciate them. It's a pity. When I grow up, I must compile all the poems of these big guys into a book to open the eyes of people in this world. ] Su Ming watched from the side, muttering helplessly in his heart.

Su Qinxin was a little depressed because of losing the second game. Hearing Su Ming's words, he instantly cheered up and wished that Su Ming would grow up into a big boy right now.

The third game was to fill in the blanks of ancient poems, of course, all of which were ancient poems from this world.

There are ten questions in total. The first question takes 20 minutes, and the time for each subsequent question is gradually shortened. You can score points by filling in the correct blank within the specified time. The shorter the time for answering the question, the more points you will get.

This competition system makes the last game very exciting. The person who was originally in the lead may be caught up if he gets one question wrong.

Su Tian didn't learn much ancient poetry at all.

He could barely answer the first two questions, but he had no impression of the third question and could only keep urging the little girl.

"Write quickly? Aren't you the third? How come you can't even answer this kind of question."

The little girl was desperately flipping through the ancient poetry collection of this world, cursing in her heart. She was the third, and Su Tian was the second. He didn't know anything and only knew how to bark. This male protagonist of the novel was really hard to please.

Relying on her constantly flipping through the book to check the answer, Su Tian successfully did the ninth question.

On the other hand, Su Qinxin never thought of cheating by flipping through books. She memorized a lot of ancient poems before the competition, but there was still one question in the first nine questions that she was too nervous and typed a wrong word, resulting in a score difference of three points compared to Su Tian.

The answer to the last question only took half a minute.

Seeing that she could not tie and was about to lose the game, Su Qinxin's brain became blank. Looking at the poem in front of her, she felt very familiar, but she just couldn't remember what to fill in.

The girl was also flipping through the book, but the time was too short. She just found the poem, and there were only a few seconds left, which was not enough to answer the question.

"What's wrong with you! If you lose the game, I will never let you go. You wait!" Su Tian was useless. He just kept losing his temper and threatening the little girl on the other end of the phone, "Do you know who I am? Do you know who my grandfather is?"

The little girl had a headache. Whoever wants to serve the male protagonist in this novel can serve her. She is going on strike!

Anyway, the time is so short, and the first place may not be able to answer.

Su Qinxin was just like the little girl, she couldn't answer the question. Just when she accepted her fate and was ready to lose a lot of points, Su Ming suddenly reached out to her keyboard and started typing on it with his little hand.

The servants waiting beside her were startled and rushed over immediately.

"Xiao Ming, don't make trouble. Sister is playing. Don't disturb her."

But for some reason, she couldn't hold Su Ming by herself today, so she had to call other servants to come over.

Seeing that the scene was about to become more and more chaotic, Su Qinxin, who had been staring at the screen, shouted excitedly, "Wait! Don't touch Xiao Ming!"