The date of the college entrance examination has come!

Zhang Ye's poem was being fought for over by everyone. Other than the value of Zhang Ye's calligraphy, the other main reason was because this poem was such a classic that each person wanted it to adorn the walls of their home. However, it still ended up being given to Su Na as she was the first one lay her hands on the scroll of Xuan paper the poem was written on and had already gotten the best chance of keeping it. On top of that, everyone also knew that Su Na and Zhang Ye were colleagues at the Chinese Department in Peking University who enjoyed a good relationship together. As a result, no one really made any further attempts to get it from her after that.

"Hai."

"I was a step too late."

"I really like this poem a lot!"

"Who doesn't like it! That's obvious!"

"Let me suggest this: why don't we have another contest and let Zhang Ye compose a few more poems so that we can share them equally. Do you all agree?"

As it turned out, no one bothered with such a suggestion.