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In the private room No. 1 of Tianzi, Zhang Qian, Liu Jun and Wu Yong were writing furiously.

Soon, Zhang Qian had written a poem and a word.

Whether you are in the lobby on the first floor or in the private rooms on the second, third and fourth floors, you can see the scene on the Qunfang Stage.

"I'll kill you! Brother, your poetry skills are so good, aren't you? You can actually write such a masterpiece! That's awesome!" Liu Jun was full of swear words and praised Zhang Qian's talent.

Zhang Qian said: "You can't talk nonsense before things come to fruition. Things should be kept secret and words should be used to vent failures. No matter what you do, you can't make it public.

Most of the girls in the Jiaofang Division come from the families of officials who have committed crimes, and basically all of them come from scholarly families.

In other words, the girls in the Jiaofangsi are all elegant people, and even if they want to play, they must play in an elegant way.

The Jiaofangsi is very big, and you can clearly see the scenery on the stage from anywhere.

In the lobby on the first floor, several young people were confident and complimenting each other.

Wu Yong laughed and said: "With my eldest brother Zhuyu in front, it seems that Yu Linglong will definitely belong to my eldest brother tonight.

Liu Jun and Wu Yong were deep in thought, obviously taking in Zhang Qian's words, so they said nothing more and just silently wrote the poems and asked the maid to give them to the oiran.

The tea party usually lasts for a long time because this is the atmosphere.

After reading it, the two of them were stunned.

The so-called Qunfang Stage is a stage for singers to perform.

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He just smiled and said nothing, and Liu Jun was already impressed.

Zhang Qian felt ashamed secretly in his heart, but his face remained as calm as before, showing no flaws at all.

The oirans were followed by maids, each holding a piece of paper in their hands.

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Then, the three of them continued drinking and having fun, waiting for the result.

"Brother Li's poems are not bad either. Maybe I will be at a disadvantage this time.

Liu Jun and Wu Yong also had ink in their stomachs. They joined the army only because they failed the merit examination. It may be difficult for them to write masterpieces, but there is no problem in writing some ordinary poems at random.

Even standing at different angles, you can enjoy the scenery from different angles.

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"Haha! Brother Wang's poems, lyrics, and songs are unique in the south of the Yangtze River. He will definitely be the best this time.#

Liu Jun and Wu Yong were surprised to see Zhang Qian finished it so quickly, and they quickly looked at the poems written by Zhang Qian.

Guests who come here will not be anxious, because it is useless to be anxious. The Jiaofang Division was opened by the imperial court and has the support of the imperial court behind it. No one dares to mess around here.

Originally one song should have been enough, but he wrote two songs just to be on the safe side.

In fact, the people who can enter the private room are not ordinary people. After entering the private room, if you want to have close contact with the oiran, you can also ask the oiran to accompany you for a while. Naturally, you don't need to compete with the ordinary guests below for access to the water.

What is written on the paper are the selected poems. These poems must be read out in public for everyone to appreciate.

Private room No. 1 in Tianzi is on the fourth floor. Although it is a bit far away, you can still see it clearly.

Soon, the four oirans all came out. They were on the stage of flowers in the hall on the first floor. They were all elegant, like the most charming flowers in the world. Just standing there had attracted countless eyes.

The little Jiaofangsi is a microcosm of the human world, and all kinds of people in the world can be seen in it.

At this moment, the guests of Jiaofangsi were very excited and looked forward to having their poems selected.

Some people are scratching their heads anxiously, some are smiling, and some are writing furiously...

In other private rooms and halls, guests are also busy writing poems.