MTL - Quick Transmigration Counterattack: Mysterious Boss, Don’t Tease-Chapter 3311 Real world 661
Chapter 3311 Real World 661
"They are not as good as him in this game."
Xiao Feng shook his feather fan in his hand, and his eyes looked at the four sons. His eyes were full of playfulness. "That four sons, there is no eyesight. You, if you are willing to show off, there are still four shit." Son."
Xiao Feng’s words are rampant, but they are ingredients that are not mixed with any jealousy.
Lin Feng spit out two words, "boring."
He thought he would leave soon, but after the first game, his interest in Muzi ink was even stronger.
I don't know if he will continue to surprise him.
In the second game, Han Zhong made a question, Han Zhongxiao said: "I originally wanted to make a mention, let each of you make a poem, but it is very troublesome to think that the poetry may appear in the middle of the poem. Retreat to the next, you come. How about a stream of water?"
"I have no problem." Tao Jing said.
"can."
Several people nodded in agreement.
Han Zhong continued: "In order to increase the difficulty, each person has only ten breaths of poetry. If they can't do it in ten breaths, they will be eliminated directly. The last person who stays on the court is the winner of this game."
"Do you understand the rules?"
Several people nod.
"Then start with the previous game winner Muzi Mo, with the title of 'Meihua'. Let's get started." Han Zhong made a gesture of 'please'.
When the kid inked his breath, he said, "One tree, cold plum, white jade, and the village road, the Xixi Bridge. I don't know the first water bloom, the suspect is not sold through winter snow."
The people around can't help but hear the poem.
Han Zhong fingers to Tao Jing.
"With chrysanthemum as the title."
Tao Jing indulged in the film, and soon made a poem.
"Autumn clumps are like pottery, and the fence is gradually slanting. It is not the flower that prefers chrysanthemum. This flower is more flowerless."
Every time Han Zhong fingered one, the one made a poem. In the first round, everyone was done in the rest of the day.
"The second round, by the time you must make it in the eight-interest time, the more than the elimination. This round starts from Jin Xuan, with the cypress tree as the title."
Jin Xuan soon made a verse.
The next round went round, and when it was fifth, someone was eliminated.
"The third round begins, this time you only have five interest time."
The five-interest time is short, and it is not so easy to make poetry unless you are good at it.
This time, the number of people who passed the pass increased by four, and Tao Jing was also kicked out. There are only two people in the field, Jin Xuan and Xiaozi Mo.
At this point, everyone has already recognized the name of his ‘shower’.
"This time of three interest." Han Zhong said.
Xiaozi ink said: "The three interest rates are too long. I want to make a one-off decision in this game."
Han Zhong smiled and asked: "How long do you want?"
Kid ink lifts up an index finger and "gets a break."
After the students around him heard his words, they took a breath.
The time of rest is completely Han Zhongyi’s topic, and the next moment is to answer. This is totally impossible.
Han Zhong looked at him with surprise. "Are you sure?"
The kid nodded.
Han Zhong looks at Jin Xuan, "How do you feel?"
What Jin Xuan can say, the other party has proposed this, if he refuses, he will not let everyone feel that he is not as good as him.
"can."
All the students in the room have raised expectations and expect them to create miracles.
Han Zhong said: "Time is what you proposed, this round will start with you. With the title of 'Sunset.'"
(End of this chapter)
