Zhao Qinghui followed the staff member out.
Those big names from the poetry world were also itching to make a move, but considering their status, going out like that would be far beneath them. After thinking it over, they called over a staff member.
“Keep us updated on what’s happening outside, understand?”
…
When Zhao Qinghui came out, Qin Lang was just about to deliver his seventh couplet.
The exaggerated flattery from the crowd around him had made Qin Lang feel incredibly pleased. Life, after all, loses its meaning if you can’t show off a little.
“She’s out, Zhao Qinghui is out! This is about to get exciting!”
“There’s no way Zhao Qinghui can just sit still. After all, Wu Yunqing cracked her first couplet and followed it up with six more. It would be weird if she didn’t react!”
“Zhao Qinghui is so beautiful, even more so than she appears on the show!”
…
The chatter from the crowd made Qin Lang turn his head to look.
What an exquisitely elegant woman.
So this is Zhao Qinghui, Qin Lang thought to himself.
Zhao Qinghui was around his age, but she carried herself with an aura that radiated scholarly grace and innate elegance. She stood there quietly, like a serene orchid. Understated, cool, otherworldly. For her, her temperament completely overshadowed her looks.
“Eighty percent for looks, but one hundred percent for that aura!”
“Miss Zhao!” The man who had posed the challenge quickly greeted Zhao Qinghui as she appeared.
Zhao Qinghui gave a slight nod, her gaze then falling on the heavily disguised Qin Lang.
Zhao Qinghui had no prior interaction with Wu Yunqing; they had only engaged in that indirect, long-distance duel. So, misled by the staff just like everyone else, she also believed this heavily disguised person was Wu Yunqing.
The crowd fell silent, nervously glancing between Zhao Qinghui and Qin Lang.
A confrontation between these two women was inevitable!
That was the consensus in everyone’s mind.
The only question was when this showdown would happen. A public feud between women is always the center of attention.
But unfortunately, Zhao Qinghui said nothing. She just stood quietly to one side, seemingly wanting to hear Qin Lang’s next couplet.
After glancing at Zhao Qinghui, Qin Lang continued, “My seventh couplet: Left bodyguard, right bodyguard, left and right bodyguards guard left and right.”
This time, the praise was less, with everyone looking towards Zhao Qinghui.
Zhao Qinghui gave a slight nod, a flicker of surprise in her eyes. It seemed Wu Yunqing really did have some talent.
“Eighth couplet: Male doctor, female doctor, male and female doctors heal men and women!”
“Nineth couplet: Ancient scholars, modern scholars, ancient and modern scholars study ancient and modern!”
“Tenth couplet: Read in spring, read in autumn, reading in spring and autumn, one reads of Springs and Autumns!”
In this world, there was also a classic ancient text called “Spring and Autumn Annals,” so Qin Lang’s final couplet was quite fitting.
Clap, clap, clap!
To everyone’s surprise, Zhao Qinghui was the first to start applauding.
“Truly impressive!”
Zhao Qinghui’s eyes shone with genuine admiration. Clearly, she was won over by Qin Lang’s ten couplets.
“Welcome to this year’s Poetry Conference. I’m sure you’ll shine brilliantly here!”
Qin Lang was taken aback. Poetry Conference?
How could this be the Poetry Conference? Wasn’t this the B Tower of the Shuangzi Hotel? How was that possible?
Unless…
Could it be that those two guys downstairs also didn’t know the difference between A Tower and B Tower?
A wry smile crossed Qin Lang’s face inwardly. No wonder the name Zhao Qinghui sounded so familiar – she was exactly the person those two young men had been talking about back then.
“Um… I think I’ve made a mistake. I have somewhere to be, so I’ll take my leave now!”
Qin Lang turned to leave.
No wonder everything along the way felt off – he had come to the wrong place. Was it still possible to get to B Tower in time?
“Excuse me, coming through!”
Just then, a staff member carrying a ladder squeezed past from the side.
The crowd suddenly surged.
Qin Lang stumbled and lurched forward, right towards Zhao Qinghui.
“Watch out!”
Zhao Qinghui quickly stepped forward to steady him.
Qin Lang was fine, but his hat and sunglasses were knocked off.
“You’re… Qin Yunxuan?”
Being so close, Zhao Qinghui instantly recognized Qin Yunxuan.
Qin Lang was startled. He was still wearing a mask, how did she recognize him?
“No, you’ve got the wrong person!”
Qin Lang hurriedly said, trying to turn and leave.
But his arm was firmly grasped by Zhao Qinghui: “No mistake, you are Qin Yunxuan! I’m your die-hard fan, how could I possibly not recognize you?”
The expression on Zhao Qinghui’s face shifted from initial doubt and surprise to shock and excitement.
The elegant, orchid-like woman had vanished, replaced by an ecstatic fangirl.
Qin Lang’s heart sank. He never imagined he’d run into one of his own fans here… and that fan would be Zhao Qinghui! How was he going to get out of this?
And without the cover of his hat and sunglasses, even with the mask on, his stunning appearance was drawing everyone’s attention.
“Such smooth, beautiful hair, and those eyes! That person is definitely not Wu Yunqing, her eyes aren’t that pretty!”
“Her voice is familiar too, like I’ve heard it somewhere. Is she a celebrity?”
“A celebrity? That… she looks like Qin Yunxuan!”
“Qin Yunxuan? That’s right, it’s Qin Yunxuan’s voice! Oh my god, I never thought I’d meet Qin Yunxuan here!”
…
In just a brief moment, Qin Lang was recognized.
A helpless smile appeared on his face.
Having too much fame wasn’t always a good thing!
“Qin Yunxuan! Qin Yunxuan! Qin Yunxuan!”
Soon, a large crowd gathered around Qin Lang – some were his fans, others were just curious onlookers. The result was… Qin Lang was completely trapped!
Not to mention the clingy Zhao Qinghui acting like a persistent burr!
The commotion here quickly caught the attention of the event organizers and the media on site.
When they discovered the cause of the uproar was Qin Yunxuan, shock and delight appeared on their faces.
The Poetry Conference was originally a niche event. If Qin Yunxuan joined… it would undoubtedly draw the eyes of countless netizens. This was incredibly beneficial for promoting the conference.
“Miss Qin, you’re finally here! We’ve been waiting for you!”
Just as Qin Lang was about to politely decline and leave, the Poetry Conference organizer rushed over and said enthusiastically.
Qin Lang was dumbfounded.
Waiting for me? You can’t just say things like that!
“President Sun, is Miss Qin Yunxuan also a contestant in this year’s Poetry Conference?” a nearby reporter quickly asked.
“Miss Qin is a special guest we personally invited. Of course, if she wishes to compete, I think that would be wonderful too. Miss Qin has already shown us her profound knowledge of traditional Chinese culture!”
President Sun said with a beaming smile, “Miss Qin, shall we head inside?”
A muscle twitched in Qin Lang’s cheek. He was caught in a real dilemma.
