The answers were handed over one after another, and some special people began to check them. Although the talented men and women below pretended to be calm, they still glanced at the stage from time to time, obviously a little nervous.
Everyone chatted for about half an hour. Song Wenze, who was full of spring breeze, walked to the high platform again and said with a smile: "The results of the first round of selection have come out, and eight of them were selected, namely Ling Tianer, Qiao Junyao, and Li Zhiyuan...
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As soon as the words were spoken, the convenience was like a burst of trouble, and it became chaotic. Although the others were unwilling to accept it, they did not show it and congratulated the selected ones.
"Yes, Zhiyuan." Su Yan was surprised to see that Li Zhiyuan was actually selected and praised.
Li Zhiyuan smiled and said modestly: "Just luck."
"That's not. Zhiyuan is a famous talent in Jian'an City, not like you." Qiao Junyao said.
Su Yan shrewd disdainfully, then turned his head and continued to look at Song Wenze who kept clicking.
Song Wenze held a stack of paper in his hand and continued, "Then I will read these poems and essays to everyone, so that they can appreciate and evaluate them together. As for the first place, let me make an ugly appearance first and throw a brick and a jade.
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There are a lot of cheers below. Song Wenze is very famous as the organizer of the poetry club. His poetry and prose are of excellent natural quality, so it makes people look forward to it.
"The autumn scenery reflects the main door, and the seven festivals fill the basin with snow.
When you bathe in Taizhen Ice, you will be a shadow, and you will be the jade in Xizi as your soul.
The morning breeze does not dissipate thousands of sorrows, and the morning rain adds a trace of tears.
Leaning alone on the painting railing, it is like a purpose, clearing the anvil and resenting the flute to send the dusk."
As soon as the words were finished, there was a marvelous sound below. The poem was unique in style and elegant in artistic conception. After reading it, it was as fragrant as fragrant tea, making people feel endless aftertaste.
"I still have some skills." Although Su Yan didn't like Song Wenze's personality, he really couldn't find any fault in this poem. Few people can compare with this talent.
When Song Wenze saw the sound of admiration below, he was also happy. His eyes fell on Qiao Junyao, and a look of pride flashed across his face.
"Haha, you are too proud. How can you get into the elegant hall of some small paths?" Song Wenze bowed and then opened another piece of paper, "Okay, please calm down. Let's appreciate our heavenly world.
The proud daughter—Ms. Qiao Junyao’s poems.”
When they heard that it was Qiao Junyao's poem, the people below were full of energy, and they pricked up their ears and listened carefully, for fear that a word would be missed.
Su Yan was also concerned about it, but when he heard that it was Qiao Junyao, he became energetic and listened carefully.
"Take care about your beauty and close your door during the day, and put your hands on the jar and fill your moss pot with your own hands.
Rouge washes out the shadows of autumn steps, and ice and snow attract dew to build souls.
When you are too light, you will know that the flowers are more beautiful. How can you get the jade without traces when you are sad?
I want to repay the White Emperor with purity, but I don’t say anything but the sun is dull again.”
After a moment of silence, applause sounded, poetic and graceful, as fresh as rain and dew, as if it could cleanse the distractions in people's hearts, which made people amazed.
Qiao Junyao looked at the praise gazes from others, and was delighted, responded with a smile, and then looked at Su Yan with a proud look like a little rooster.
Su Yan smiled and gave her a thumbs up.
"It's subtle, mysterious, peaceful and natural, Miss Qiao is really talented." Song Wenze praised with a smile, and his eyes looked at Qiao Junyao were a little hot, which made Su Yan feel uncomfortable. "Okay, let's appreciate our number one talented woman in Jian'an-
—Ling Tianer’s poems.”
As soon as these words were said, there was a burst of cheers below, and the momentum even surpassed Qiao Junyao in front of him.
Su Yan was surprised that he had never heard of such a person, but seeing the hot gazes around him, he obviously had a high prestige, so he asked, "Who is this Ling Tianer? It seems to be quite famous."
After hearing Su Yan's words, Qiao Junyao's expression suddenly became dark and she snorted coldly: "What is the most talented woman, a person who is worthy of fame."
Su Yan was stunned by Qiao Junyao's unreasonable anger, and then looked at Li Zhiyuan next to him with help.
Li Zhiyuan looked at Qiao Junyao carefully, coughed twice, and said, "This Ling Tianer is the daughter of Grand Secretary Ling of the dynasty. She has been proficient in poetry since she was a child, and her meaning is even greater than that of the great man who has been immersed in this aspect for a lifetime.
He is famous all over the world, so he is called the number one talented woman in Jian'an."
Su Yan nodded suddenly, but he didn't know why Qiao Junyao was suddenly angry and signaled to Li Zhiyuan, wanting him to explain.
"Ling Tian'er has liked to go against me everywhere since she was a child, as if she was afraid that I would steal her limelight. I don't know how many good things I have ruined! Humph, what talented woman, a petty person!" Qiao Junyao said angrily, looking at him
Su Yan's eyes were quite bad.
Su Yan shrank his neck, coughed twice, and suddenly said righteously: "Yes, he is clearly a petty person, how can he be your opponent? I support you!"
Su Yan's voice was quite loud, which attracted everyone around him to see. After hearing this, Qiao Junyao's face looked a little better and looked at the stage.
"Half rolled the Hunan curtain and half closed the door, crushed the ice to make earth and jade to make basins.
The pear stalk was stolen and the plum blossoms were borrowed to have a wisp of soul.
The immortal in the moon cave sewed the silk sleeves, and the resentful girl in the autumn boudoir wiped the crying marks.
Who is shy and silently telling me, I am tired and leaning against the west wind and it is already dizzy at night."
Song Wenze's voice was clear, and after the sound fell, it was silent. After half a stick of incense, a sparse sound of admiration came, and then it became more and more powerful, and the applause rang out like thunder.
"Work at will, be elegant and elegant, pure and sad. The moving parts make people sigh, beautiful and wonderful! Tian'er is really a talented woman!" Song Wenze also shook his head and praised.
With the chaotic voices of praise and congratulations, Su Yan looked at the eyes of the people and stood up gently. Her appearance was not very outstanding, but a little ordinary, but her ethereal temperament was amazing.
It seems like coming from the sky, making people feel ashamed of themselves.
At this time, Qiao Junyao's expression became increasingly ugly, because people's reaction to Ling Tianer's poems was much higher than her, and it was naturally a blow to her who was arrogant in her heart.
Su Yan saw Qiao Junyao's expression in his eyes, and was a little funny. He stepped forward to comfort him, "Okay, don't be calm, come on, be happy, she will definitely not be as good as you."
"Really?" Qiao Junyao turned her head and asked pitifully like a little girl.
"Of course, who are you? Do you understand?" Su Yan said naturally.
While coaxing Qiao Junyao, Song Wenze continued. After a while, the eight poems and essays selected were read out, waiting for the final evaluation. Although the poems and essays behind were good, they were not as outstanding as the first three.
Therefore, I will not talk about it, and this poet must be selected from these three.
"Let's do this. It's just a friend's intention to hold this poetry meeting. Let everyone communicate and discuss together. As an organization, it's not interesting to participate in this final competition. Why not quit and let the poet choose from the two ladies?