There is no guarantee for the lottery? So what?

#576 - Chapter 574 Poetry Conference

The power of an idol is great; it can sometimes transform into a belief, planting the seeds of hope in people's hearts, leading them like a lighthouse to the world beyond, and changing their lives.

Shen Jianxin was someone whose life was influenced by the 'handsome man' Yu Ding.

If it weren't for Yu Ding, she might not have received a proper education and might never have left the mountains, unable to witness the colorfulness of the world.

Therefore, seeing Yu Ding was her greatest wish upon arriving at the Ability Academy.

Fortunately, her wish came true.

When Yu Ding was conducting a general survey of the Dwarf Association in various campuses, she successfully saw him through the windows of the teaching building and received a concert ticket from him, going to the Beauty God's concert for the first time in her life.

But that wasn't enough.

Since Yu Ding often appeared at the Ability Academy, why couldn't she say a word to her idol in person?

So, she set the not-so-outrageous requirement of 'meeting the Beauty God up close' as a condition for joining a team.

"I am a lucky person, fortunate to have obtained the Appraisal ability, otherwise, no one would pay attention to me, right?"

"Don't say that. Abilities are predetermined. Having such an ability means you should make such a request. Maybe even Heaven wants you to see the Beauty God."

Han Yinuo squeezed in from behind Qi Jing, ruffling her little head as usual:

"Follow this person, and you can see him as many times as you want, provided you convince him to become the Beauty God's subordinate."

Watching Han Yinuo point at him, and Shen Jianxin also looking at him with anticipation, Qi Jing blinked blankly.

Wasn't I here to recruit new teammates?

Wasn't I here to listen to stories?

I was just getting emotional, how did it turn into me having to follow Brother Yu Ding as a subordinate?

That's not right.

Don't look at me with that expression, it feels like you're going to cry if I don't agree~

Qi Jing shifted his eyes slightly upward, avoiding their gazes, and coughed twice, saying:

"Ahem, you can see him whenever you want even without being a subordinate. Brother Yu and I are very close."

"Cut it out. You don't even know where the Beauty God is now, and you say you're close. You're just bragging."

Han Yinuo mercilessly mocked him, fully expressing his distrust.

Hearing this, Qi Jing took a deep breath, wanting to say something but unable to.

Since Project Xinglong was a classified operation, it wasn't appropriate to reveal it to anyone besides the two of them, so he could only flare his nostrils in rebuttal.

Shen Jianxin tugged at Han Yinuo's arm and said slowly:

"You don't need to see him that many times, once is enough. The Beauty God has his own life, and we shouldn't disturb him often."

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Qi Jing confidently raised his head.

He was one of the few people who knew about this, and even among the students, besides Tan Zuoyin, he was the only one who knew where Yu Ding was.

Han Yinuo glanced at him:

"Alright, we know you can do it. Let's go find Qing An."

"Right, right, where is that Library Association? The library?"

"The Student Council knows, the Library Association is a similar organization. They manage all the libraries in the academy, and they handle textbooks and other books in the academy."

Han Yinuo took Shen Jianxin's hand and walked forward, introducing:

"Not only that, but they also oversee reading-related clubs. Look at these clubs, there's mountaineering, photography, dancing, singing, painting, but there aren't any related to reading.

The Library Association has existed since the academy was established. They often hold activities related to books. These days, they're holding that 'Poetry Conference' in the small square in front of the library.

It's obvious you haven't been to the library in a long time. Come on, I'll take you to find her."

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When this large group of people arrived in front of the library, they were greeted by rows of square tables.

Flying Daggers, Poetry Chain, Guessing Poetry Riddles, Poetic Painting, Poetic Music Composition, Original Literature...

(Note - Flying Daggers: In ancient times, Flying Daggers required participants to match the rhyme and meter of the poem recited by the prompter, and the position of the specified words also had strict requirements; nowadays, the rules are simplified, and each competition sets a keyword, and the contestant can say a verse containing the specified keyword within the specified time)

All kinds of activities related to poetry were held here, reminding Qi Jing of the scene of reciting ancient poems every morning for those six points in the college entrance examination.

Back then, he only spent a week of morning reading time to memorize "Li Sao" from the textbook, and he was proud of it for a long time.

Yan Cheng nudged Song Jiang with his elbow:

"Old Song, go ahead, let us see your poetry skills. That 'Original Literature' where you can leave your calligraphy for others to admire, I know you can do it."

"Get out of here, what original literature? I can't even keep up with Flying Daggers, what am I going to create?"

Song Jiang was speechless.

He didn't even get a hundred in Chinese in the college entrance examination, how could he write original poems?

Besides, a semester has passed, and nothing is left in his head. He's just going to embarrass himself if he goes up there.

Yan Cheng followed the donkey downhill and said:

"Then Flying Daggers, presumably Old Song, your poetry reserves must be able to come up with a few lines, let's go take a look."

"I can't, I really can't."

"Hey, Old Song, you're very strong. You usually like to recite poems, why don't you show it off?"

"That's what I saw in short videos."

"At least you can see them, we can't even see them, doesn't that prove you're amazing?"

As he spoke, Song Jiang was half-pushed and half-pulled away by Yan Cheng.

Miao Kui also slowly followed behind them. Knowing Song Jiang, this honest man would definitely be tricked into signing up by Yan Cheng, and then there would be fun to watch.

Seeing this scene, Qi Jing also prepared to follow, but he turned his head and found Senior Zhu Qingan writing and drawing behind a table, so he pulled Tan Zuoyin towards that side.

Business is important.

"Hello, student, would you like to fill in a poem?"

Seeing the footsteps of the person who came to stop here, Zhu Qingan routinely asked without raising her head.

Seeing this, Han Yinuo said with a wicked smile:

"Zhu's little one, raise your head and see who your mother is?"

Hearing this, Zhu Qingan stopped writing and raised her head, finding that it was her own little teammate, and asked unhurriedly:

"What's the matter?"

"Can't I come to you if there's nothing to do? Am I that kind of person in your heart? So sad."

Looking at Han Yinuo's face pretending to be aggrieved, Zhu Qingan remained expressionless and asked:

"Would you come to me if there's nothing to do?"

"Alright, Captain Qi, tell her about your compass."

"The thing is like this..."

Qi Jing told the story just now in front of the stall, and took out Jack Sparrow's compass and handed it to her.

Zhu Qingan took it in her hand and looked at the direction on it.

It was the calligraphy and painting on the table.

Just as Qi Jing was about to speak again, the compass in her hand suddenly began to spin, pointing east for a while and west for a while.

Oh? It can be done!

Found the right person!

When a normal person holds it, it will never change so frequently. The compass's performance proves that she can definitely change her inner thoughts as needed!