Plum blossom?
After the ninth contestant finished posing the question, he kept staring at contestant number twenty at Earth Bar, noticing the hesitation.
The ninth contestant had a tense joy on his face. Had he just hit her weak spot?
Nian Shutong did indeed hesitate. She was pondering which of the myriad plum blossom poems she had memorized to use.
They all felt so well written!
Just as she hesitated, both Mr. Yu, who was constantly observing Earth Bar, and Fu Yunhe, who was in the audience, watched Nian Shutong nervously.
Mr. Yu, "There shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Fu Yunhe, "With so much prize money, why the hesitation?"
All these were momentary events, magnified by human emotions, appearing particularly slow.
It hadn't been a minute, and contestant number twenty at Earth Bar began.
Her finger traced letters on the screen. As she wrote each character, it appeared on the central large screen.
