She becomes a scripted world, and saves others by watching the comments section.

Chapter 191 is also someone who likes to stir up trouble.

"Yes," Xia Mo replied perfunctorily.

Seeing that Xia Mo didn't intend to speak, Madam Shi didn't continue. Instead, she stood beside Xia Mo and waited for the banquet to begin.

Another quarter of an hour passed—

The literary banquet began.

The arriving guests were all guided to their seats by the maids.

You can tell from the seating arrangement of those who passed the imperial examination that they came from good family backgrounds.

Those with relatives who held official positions sat in the front row; those from well-off families sat in the middle row; and those from rural areas sat in the bottom row.

Mrs. Shi, whose family was well-off, was seated in the middle. She looked at the front row, trying to find the girl she liked, but found none. She turned around and spotted Xia Mo, the most eye-catching girl in the crowd, and was surprised.

She actually... misjudged him!

Mrs. Shi, seeing that Xia Mo was from the countryside, lost interest and looked at the front row instead.

Most of the attendees at this literary banquet brought their female relatives, sisters, or mothers.

Xia Mo used her divine sense to take in the entire situation in the manor, and naturally, she also learned about the gaze that Madam Shi had given up on when she discovered that Xia Mo was a country girl.

Xia Mo didn't think much of it.

The woman surnamed Chen, who had tried to touch Xia Mo's clothes after speaking to her earlier, saw where Xia Mo was sitting and muttered a curse under her breath, "So she's just a country bumpkin! She really thinks she's something special!"

The first step of the banquet is to enjoy the song and dance performances while eating.

The second step involves both men and women participating in the written competition.

In terms of literature, poetry, verses, lyrics, calligraphy, painting, and chess, all can be compared.

"Writing poetry takes time, so why don't we have a line-by-line competition and see whose lines are better?"

On the man's side, someone made a loud suggestion.

"Okay, let's compare 'sentences' then."

The sentences they speak are not poems, but they could be the first two lines or the last two lines of a poem.

The men decided to compete in verse, while the women, led by Madam Lü, competed in playing the zither.

Madam Lü said, "The men compete in verse, while we compete in playing the zither. This way, we can add a touch of elegance for the men."

Madam Lü then said, "Now, anyone who thinks their zither playing is good can step forward."

The maids had already set up the table and placed a zither and cushions on it.

"Me."

Among the female guests at the banquet, some girls stepped forward first; these were the girls who sat in the front row, clearly indicating that they had relatives who held official positions.

"I……"

Xia Mo stood up with them.

A total of eighteen girls stepped forward to compete in playing the piano. Xia Mo was dressed in a bright but elegant outfit, but her dark skin made her stand out the most.

The women present twitched at the corners of their mouths as they looked at Xia Mo like this.

"Whose daughter is this? How did she get so dark-skinned?"

Among the women, similar whispers continued.

"I'll go first."

"I'm second."

"I'm the third one..."

Xia Mo ranked eighteenth.

Xia Mo doesn't actually know how to play the zither, but that doesn't matter. She has a strong spiritual support, so she can start learning now.

Xia Mo extended his divine sense to the Qin shop in Anning Prefecture.

Behind the music store were classrooms for teaching the zither. She left a wisp of her divine sense there to learn, and then continued to spread her divine sense to other parts of Anning Prefecture.

There were also women who played the piano at home, and she would leave her spiritual sense behind to observe their fingering...

Of the seventeen girls who played the piano before Xia Mo, only the first girl who stood up was decent; she wasn't outstanding, but she didn't make any mistakes either. The other sixteen girls all made mistakes, and some even played off-beat rhythms.

Summer is coming to an end.

After sitting down at the end of summer, he said, "I need to get used to the strings."

Everyone present: "..."

I don't understand.

In late summer, use both hands to test all the dark sounds that the strings can produce.

She said, "That's fine."

I started playing it at the end of summer.

At the end of summer, I still long for the simple things, like playing the zither.

She has a strong spiritual sense and learns the zither quickly, but the piece she is learning now lacks meaning. The most important thing about a zither piece is its artistic conception. Her performance of this piece was not outstanding, but rather standard and without any mistakes, similar to the first girl.

"Indeed," Madam Lü, the wife of Prefect Lü, had long known that Prefect Lü had no idea that Xia Mo's family was from the countryside. So when Xia Mo was able to play the zither, she was surprised. She really hadn't expected that a girl from the countryside could be trained with such care.

"Thank you," Xia Mo decided that she would never touch the zither again.

A piece of music without emotion is unpleasant to listen to.

The woman finished playing the piano, and the man finished composing a poem.

Prefect Lü and several elderly gentlemen selected the top ten sentences for ranking.

Xia Erge's sentences were not particularly outstanding and did not make it into the top ten.

The banquet entered its third round of competition.

The men competed in calligraphy and painting.

The wife of Prefect Lü also led the women in a calligraphy and painting competition.

"You can write or paint, and the top ten will be displayed," said Madam Lü, mimicking the words of the man who was speaking to Prefect Lü.

"I……"

There are still many people signing up.

Xia Mo's eyes lit up; she had finally waited for the part she wanted to compete in!

There is a table in front of everyone.

This time, the girls didn't need to step forward. Instead, the tables in front of them were cleared, and writing implements were placed on them. The girls could then write on the banquet table and hand their finished work to Madam Lü.

As summer drew to a close, many exquisite poems flashed through my mind, most of which were spoken by people in the live streaming space.

According to those comments, those poems were learned from a planet called Blue Star.

In reality, what people in the comments say is "learning," but it's actually "stealing." Those invasive alien species shamelessly stole Earth's culture.

At the end of summer, I picked up my brush and wrote two lines to suit the occasion. Then I added the "character" I had specially chosen, and stamped my seal before stepping forward.

There are 120 girls participating in the calligraphy competition this time.

There were fifty people whose handwriting was barely legible and not very good. After seeing them, the prefect's wife immediately eliminated those fifty people and then carefully examined the handwriting of the other seventy people.

The wife of Prefect Lü laid out the calligraphy of seventy people on a long table made of pieces together, and then used polished stones to weigh down the four corners.

Madam Lü looked at it herself and also had those present look at it together.

"Let's roughly choose, which ten people do you think are good?"

Madam Lü made the suggestion with a smile.

Then, the women threw 70% of their flowers onto a piece of paper with particularly well-written sentences.

"It seems there's no dispute that this calligraphy is number one?" Madam Lü, the prefect's wife, was also amazed by the calligraphy, especially... those two lines, which she found particularly stunning.

"Correct."

Just look at the pile of flowers in front of that calligraphy to know.

"These are the ten pieces," said Madam Lü, looking at one of the calligraphy pieces. It was clearly ordinary, yet more than thirty people had thrown flowers at it. Once they squeezed in the top ten, she realized that this was a covert operation.

Unfortunately, there are even more outstanding characters.

"How about this, let's not ask who wrote this calligraphy. I think our calligraphy is just as good as the men's. Shall we have a competition?" Madam Lü, the prefect's wife, suddenly became interested and suggested.

The women present nodded as they looked at the two lines of text.

The men and women were separated only by a row of screens, so the sounds from both sides could be heard. Naturally, Prefect Lü and his entourage also heard what Prefect Lü's wife was saying.

Prefect Lü couldn't understand why his wife had suddenly started causing trouble. What if something went wrong? It would be incredibly embarrassing.

In front of thousands of people, Prefect Lü's wife had already spoken her mind, and Prefect Lü couldn't stop her even if he wanted to.

Xia Mo raised an eyebrow. So, it turned out that Prefect Lü's wife was also quite the smooth talker.