"All right, the poetry gathering is now officially underway. The theme, naturally, is the Qixi Festival, and there are no restrictions. You have one incense stick of time, and I hope everyone can write some fine verse!"
Paying no mind to the suspicious glances cast his way, Lin Sheng strode off directly with the others.
Glancing at the solemn expressions of the few people gathered around him, he asked with the utmost earnestness, "Tell me, friends, do I look like a fool to you?"
Chapter 457