The ultimate husband

Chapter 786

Read The Ultimate Husband [by Skykissing wolf] Chapter 786 – The pretty lady on-stage said to her mic, “Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Penny and I’m the host for the Poetry League. I’ll now come up with a theme on where everyone should base their poetry composition on. Whoever writes the best will earn the Gifted Hibiscus Scholar title! You should know this title is the highest honor for scholars and literati!”

Penny scanned the crowd. “It’s deep into autumn, so the theme for this year’s Poetry League is Autumn. Whoever writes the best poem wins!”

“I have a poem!”

A fat middle-aged man slowly appeared from the crowd and walked to the stage.

Instantly, everyone’s eyes were on him with surprise plastered on their faces. The theme was just announced-how could he have composed a poem so fast?

They were curious and wanted to hear what he had come up with.

Penny-on-stage-was also surprised before she smiled lightly and said, “Please go ahead with your poem.”

The fat man nodded. He was silent for a while before starting to slowly swirl his head from side to side and reciting.

“Drinking deep into Autumn’s night.

“Feeling like puking the next day’s light.

“Though I was annoyed and bored.

“I lamented.”

reciting, he anxiously asked Penny, “Gorgeous Penny, my poem is pretty meaningful right? Do you think I have hopes of becoming

but spit the candy in her mouth out before smiling and said, Haha! Darryl, This man’s poem is interesting. He just did

same moment, the crowd roared with

I’m d***g of laughter. What bad poetry,

to win? He must still

before saying to the fat man, “Sir, please go and

two burly men rushed up to the stage and kicked the

play. This man was a troublemaker for sure. The two verses he recited just moments ago could not even be considered

that, no one dared to

man in a long robe

like a literati with his golden

“Isn’t that Roman Newmont?”

City’s scholar! He’s

“Roman!”

mouth and screamed. Roman was a nearby resident gifted

saying, “Sir, please start your poetry

and walked two steps forward on the stage before slowly

brings the winter

“Three parts were bone-chilling.

“Seven parts were moon-drinking.

melancholic for the

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