We Will See Who Is the Best Poet!

"It's the painting of Princess Ming!"

"Painting of Princess Ming! He really doesn't know when to give up!"

"Is he wooing Princess Ming again?"

"I don't know! But I can tell that he is good!"

Feng Ao Xiu was good at drawing and painting. There's an old saying that handwriting is closely linked together with drawing skill. In Feng Ao Xiu's case, it is true. He has a good chance of winning the contest in a fair match.

However, with the princess being so angry at him, Feng Ao Xiu made a gamble. The painting that makes you happy, but you can't get angry with it. What is it other than the painting of yourself?

If Feng Ao Xiu presents this painting to Princess Ming, then the little girl would not dare to call it ugly. Otherwise, it is the same as calling herself ugly.

However, Feng Ao Xiu knew very well that it's a double-edged sword, it can make the Princess more hostile. In fact, it can make the whole audience angry at him for pursuing the Princess again. He was willing to take that risk, for the sake of winning!

As more people knew what he's painting, some of them, especially Princess Ming's fans began to curse at him.

"What are you doing!? A beggar like you can't possibly earn Princess Ming's love!"

"One time is enough! Now, he wants to do it again! Unforgivable!"

"Noooo! Princess Ming is everyone's princess. She is our fairy! You can't take her for yourselves! I won't allow it to happen!"

Princess Ming has reached the climax of embarrassment, she can't help but bury her face with her father's mantle.

[Why is this happening again? It's so embarrassing!]

Quite the contrary, the Emperor was having a different reaction. He began to seriously contemplate Feng Ao Xiu's feelings for his daughter. And, the most important thing was whether his daughter also loves him back or not.

Although the sketch was done, it was still far from finished. It will be quite a while before he completed it.

In the meantime, all participants have already submitted their painting except for Feng Ao Xiu and three others.

Then, those three last participants submitted theirs. However, the mind of the Princess gets jumbled up. She gave negative comments to the paintings presented.

"It's ugly! Put them away!"

"Get it out of my face! It's hideous!"

"You dare to draw such a thing! You can't draw anything good!"

It's obvious those three paintings became the sacrificial lamb for Princess Ming's anger. The owners of these paintings can only blame it on their luck. Why did the Princess have to be so angry when it is on their turn?

A couple of minutes left until the contest was finished, Feng Ao Xiu's Number One Fan finally stopped painting. It is done!

Although it is not as good as the original girl, it was still beautiful. The girl smiling in the painting looks very happy, the black silky hair fluttered in the wind, and her small hand waved freely in the air. It truly pictures a girl who is really happy and has nothing to worry about. If the three scholars have to give their opinion, they would say that this painting has captured the best feature of Princess Ming.

Feng Ao Xiu submitted his painting. Everyone becomes silent again, they focused their eyes on Princess Ming, waiting for her reaction.

[What will the Princess do now? It's already the second time this guy hit on her!]

There could only be two choices now. She could blatantly reject him or she can ignore him and just focuses on judging the painting. Either way, Feng Ao Xiu's Number One Fan will be dead under Princess Ming's fans.

"I... I...", Princess Ming stuttered. She did not what to say. Feng Ao Xiu's intention was obvious, he declares his love for her. It's already the second time, she must answer his feelings!

She clenched her fist. She finally made up her mind.

Fu Qiao An jumps out and hugs Feng Ao Xiu. "Yes! Yes! Qiao An likes you too!"

Oh! She accepts... Wait! What!? She accepts!!! Heavens! Is this a dream? A princess just accepts a confession from a commoner! This is crazy!!

The Emperor surely won't allow it! Wait! The Emperor is not moving! What the hell are you doing? Your daughter hugs a beggar and you're sitting there laughing!

What the hell is going on!?

Kong Long Jue coughs, "Looks like everyone is confused! The truth is, Feng Ao Xiu's Number One Fan is only an alias."

"His real name is Feng Ao Xiu!"

The crowds went into frenzy mode!

"Fe... Fe... Feng Ao Xiu!!!"

"It's true! I can't feel his aura!"

"I can't believe this! My Idol has been in front of me all along!"

"Awesome!?"

"But why did he claims as Feng Ao Xiu's Number One Fan?"

"You fool! It's obvious to cover himself! If he uses a random identity, he will be found out easily! But if he claims himself as his own fan, at most people will only think of him as someone who admires Feng Ao Xiu! No one would ever think of him as Feng Ao Xiu himself!"

"I see! He is indeed a genius!"

"Not only he is strong, but also a gentleman! He is my idol from now on!"

Mo Tie Yang and Bu Liang were speechless. He is Feng Ao Xiu! How could we have not realized it!?

They were also thinking of taking him as a disciple as well,. What wishful thinking!

"I declare the winner of this contest, Feng Ao Xiu!"

The Emperor turns to Feng Ao Xiu, "Your bravery, and performance have touched my heart! As you wish, you are now engaged with my daughter."

Feng Ao Xiu wants to cry.

[That's right, you know this will happen, don't cry! What matters is you win. Besides, is this not the perfect cover for entering the contest? No one would be suspicious!]

The host shouted, "I would never have thought Feng Ao Xiu's Number One Fan as Feng Ao Xiu himself. This is a big surprise!"

"Now, for the distribution of the contest prize!"

Mo Tie Yang, "Ah... Young Master Feng, you almost give me a heart attack!"

Bu Liang, "Me too! me too!"

Feng Ao Xiu only laughs. He could not wait to receive the prize. He already sacrificed too much for the contest.

Mo Tie Yang gives Feng Ao Xiu a storage ring, "There are the prizes for three contest inside!"

Master Sun received the prize as well. However, he doesn't seem satisfied. He points at Feng Ao Xiu, "Feng Ao Xiu, I want you to join the scholars' contest in two months. We will see who is the best poet!"

Feng Ao Xiu asked, "The contest in two months?"

Kong Ling Jue nodded, "Yes! There is also a similar contest in two months, It is for the master scholars! The prize will naturally be bigger. I hope you will join!"

[I see! Maybe there are also pure coloured spirit stones as the prize there... Wait]

Feng Ao Xiu quickly looks at the inside of the storage ring that he just received. There were 9 gold taels and 900 spirit stones. But none of the spirit stones was pure coloured.

[What the hell!? Where are the pure coloured spirit stones!?]

Feng Ao Xiu couldn't help but asked, "I heard that the Scholars Association bought beautiful spirit stones as a contest prize!"

Mo Tie Yang said, "I see, that Young Master Feng is informed! That is right! The Scholar Association will use it as the prize for the contest in two months!"

Feng Ao Xiu's mouth was wide opened. [F*ck! Wrong Contest!]

Little did Feng Ao Xiu know. There were no pure coloured spirit stones in the current contest, but it was not his fault.

After all, this was a plan by He Min. He could sell the stones earlier, but he didn't because he wants to take advantage of Feng Ao Xiu. Knowing that there was a contest where his master was one of the juries, he made a lie and said it was a prize. In the end, he failed to earn anything, but the truth was still hidden from Feng Ao Xiu.

The pure coloured spirit stones as the prize in the next contests was a pure coincidence. However, Feng Ao Xiu thought he entered the wrong contest, or there seems to be some kind of misinformation from Fei Bao Xing.

Kong Ling Jue turns to the crowd, "Let's hear it one more time for Feng Ao Xiu and Master Sun!"

The audience claps and cheers.

Feng Ao Xiu cursed in his heart.

[Motherf*cker! Not only I did not win the pure coloured spirit stones, I even got myself a fiancée!]