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The lively bar had turned into a battleground for a literary contest.
Song He smiled calmly, took a step forward, and said, "I've heard that your literary talent is commendable."
Fang Yi replied, "You flatter me, I haven't even finished elementary school, I lack education, let alone literary talent."
When Bai Xiaohua, who hadn't left, heard Fang Yi's words, she suddenly felt a sense of toothache—using that as an excuse, who would believe he had never attended elementary school?
Kong Mubai said, "It's not about flattering or not flattering, we never underestimate an opponent."
Fang Yi chuckled, "Hehe, since that's the case, please, esteemed young masters, show me your skills. I will do my best."
"I'll go first!"
A young man stepped forward, his eyes sharply fixed on Fang Yi, and said, "From the poetic contest you just had with Bai Xiaohua, it seems you are also skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. How about, we compete in these arts?"
