Shocking Words!

On the stage.

Wu Yi began to liven up the atmosphere and prepared to announce the start of the second round of the competition.

While the mother and daughter of the Qin family were preoccupied with their own thoughts, Tang Jiasong walked over with a smile and cupped his hands. "Aunt Song, Miss Qin, the words in the poem just now was really exquisite. It's amazing."

Song Ruyue looked at him with a smile. "It's just so-so. It's a pity that you didn't take out a poem to compete, Jiasong. Otherwise, you would have defeated that guy called Yue Mo."

Tang Jiasong stood there awkwardly, not knowing how to reply.

At this moment, the courtesan on the stage had already announced the topic of the second round.

"Today, the moon is bright and the scenery is beautiful. The second round of the competition will be based on the moon. There's no limit to the number of words. You only have an incense stick's time, everyone, work hard."