Lin Yi's Ordinary Appearance?

"The fifth riddle actually has four lines of verse."

"With such a clear description, shouldn't it be easier to solve?"

"You don't understand. These four lines are rather broad in scope. They seem to refer to time, but in practice, they can make people think of many different objects. Guessing the answer from among so many possibilities is quite difficult."

The crowd discussed it heatedly. Some even named many possible objects, with clocks receiving the most guesses.

The golden gong used by night watchmen.

Incense.

Candles, and so on.

Chen Sheng had already been won over by Lin Yi and Qing Se.

Though scholars looked down on one another and were proud by nature.

If one person's talent far surpassed another's, then naturally, the less talented one would be impressed by the more talented one.

For example.

Compare someone who earned ten thousand a year with someone who earned twenty or thirty thousand.

The person earning ten thousand would not be awed by the person earning twenty or thirty thousand.

Instead, they would think, If I just work a little harder, I can earn twenty or thirty thousand too.

The same went for someone earning fifty thousand.

It was merely a matter of how long one worked hard.

But if someone earning ten thousand compared themselves to someone earning one million or ten million.

They would lose heart and cry out that the other person was a big shot.

Though the analogy was not quite accurate, that was roughly what it meant.

Everyone's attention was drawn to Lin Yi and Qing Se.

The scene gave Chen Mo the strange feeling that he had transmigrated into a female-oriented novel.

Yet a surge of pride rose within him as well.

With such an impressive wife, wouldn't her husband feel honored too?

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