The whole hall was amazed. Su Yan's sonorous words shocked everyone present.
"I really didn't expect that he could compose such a breathtaking poem. This talent is probably not inferior to that of Song Wenze."
"As expected of a general, even the poems are so amazing, and they vary in length and have a unique charm."
The talented men and women below kept whispering to each other, savoring Su Yan's "Man Jiang Hong". No one dared to look down on Su Yan anymore, and he won the applause of the whole house.
Song Wenze and Ling Tian'er looked as if they had swallowed a fly alive, and they gritted their teeth. They originally wanted to humiliate Su Yan, but unexpectedly he acted like this and shot themselves in the foot, humiliating themselves.
But the poetry meeting still had to continue. After a quarter of an hour, Song Wenze also suppressed his emotions and coughed lightly: "Master Su's writing skills are really amazing. In this case, it will be up to you and the two girls to compete for the title of the best poet."
Take your seat."
"No, I had no intention of having this poetry meeting. Let the two girls come. This poem of mine is just a way of supporting Miss Qiao and attracting others." Su Yan was forced to do so by Song Wenze and the two of them, so he read out such a poem.
They came to relieve their own siege, but they didn't want to take away Lao Shizi Shikui, so he gave it to the two of them.
However, Su Yan's actions made other people sigh with emotion, thinking that he did not care about those false reputations, was pure in heart and had few desires, and added a sense of elegance like an outsider.
"Well, if Mr. Su doesn't want to, then forget it. Come on, let's start the final part of this poetry meeting, competing for the top poem." Song Wenze was startled at first, then a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly.
When Song Wenze thought about it, the poem should not have been written by Su Yan. The poem was majestic and magnificent. Even he was not sure that he could write it, let alone Su Yan, a warrior. So he wanted to try it again. Who would have thought that he could do it?
He actually refused.
Only now did the people present slowly emerge from the artistic conception of Su Yan's poems, and began to look forward to the final competition between Qiao Junyao and Ling Tian'er.
One of these two is a proud daughter of heaven, which has eclipsed many geniuses; the other is recognized as the most talented woman, her talent is famous all over the world, and both are the dream lovers of countless scholars. Moreover, the two have always been at odds.
They compete for the first place at every turn, so the competition between these two people is particularly eye-catching.
"May I ask Brother Song, what topic are we going to do this time?" Ling Tian'er's voice sounded, as graceful and clear as a nightingale, with lingering echoes.
Song Wenze frowned slightly, walked gently on the stage, and then said with a smile: "Both girls are as bright and flawless as the bright moon in the sky, so how about we use this bright moon as the theme?"
After hearing this sentence, the people below all applauded. Although this topic is simple, the simpler the topic, the better it can reflect the level of a poet. Let's see if we can throw away the shackles of the old and write better poems.
Qiao Junyao and Ling Tianer thought about it and agreed.
"Okay, since there is no objection, let's get started. The same, within half an hour, hand in the paper on time and let people comment together." Song Wenze said with a smile.
As soon as Song Wenze finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to the two of them, wondering who could win this honor.
Qiao Junyao frowned slightly. Everyone's eyes were focused on her, which made her feel a little nervous. To be honest, Ling Tian'er couldn't compare to her in terms of fame, because she was not only proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also in martial arts.
She is very intelligent and famous all over the world. She is a truly proud daughter of heaven. But in terms of poetry, she is indeed not as good as Ling Tian'er, because Ling Tian'er inherited almost all of her father's genes, especially in poetry.
Extremely high, putting many poems and essays to shame.
Su Yan seemed to see through Qiao Junyao's thoughts, patted her shoulder, smiled and comforted her: "Don't worry, you will definitely beat him."
For some reason, Su Yan's obviously comforting words gave Qiao Junyao a lot of confidence. The tension and uneasiness in her heart soon disappeared. A trace of warmth came to her head, and she nodded heavily towards Su Yan.
Half an hour passed quickly with people chatting, and the two protagonists also composed poems and essays in advance and submitted them.
Song Wenze stood on the stage, took the poem, then glanced at it casually, admiring in his mouth, then raised his head and said with a smile: "I guess everyone is a little impatient after waiting, so I won't be pretentious anymore and will give this poem to you."
Read the article and leave it to everyone to comment. The first is Miss Ling Tianer’s.”
"Seeing the moon in the dust makes my heart feel free. It's like being in a fairy mansion in Qingqiu.
The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains.
Taking a leisurely look at the crowd, the sky is as high as the sky and the earth is thousands of miles apart.
The young master led me to the jade altar, and I paid tribute to the real immortal official from afar.
The clouds are about to move and the stars are moving under the clouds, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold.
The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently.
It is difficult to regain the beautiful scenery and good times, so he should feel melancholy on this day."
"The scenery changes at any time, the mood moves with the heart, ups and downs, it is truly a masterpiece."
"Like a dream, as moving as a dream. She deserves to be the most talented woman."
Song Wenze's voice fell, and the people below started to praise him. Su Yan also nodded. Although he was not very good at writing poems, he had learned those ancient poems since he was a child, and his appreciation of them was naturally extraordinary. Although Ling Tian'er targeted him
, but the charm of the poem could not be erased, and he began to worry about Qiao Junyao.
Qiao Junyao's brows on the side were also slightly frowned, obviously she was a little nervous after listening to Ling Tianer's extraordinary poetry.
"Everyone has their own opinions on how this poem compares. I don't need to say more. Let's look at Miss Qiao Junyao's poem below." Song Wenze said.
"Tingyue Tower is connected to Taiqing, and Listening to the Moon from behind is the clearest.
The sky is buzzing, the ice is spinning, the medicine is being pounded, the jade pestle is clanging.
The sound of the music is soft and cold, and the ax is tinkling and the osmanthus is tinkling.
Occasionally, a gust of fragrant wind blew up, blowing away the sound of Chang'e's laughter."
After Song Wenze finished reading, the audience also applauded non-stop, whispered praises, and even closed their eyes and shook their heads, recalling the elegant artistic conception. It was not as sad as Ling Tianer's poems, but more cheerful and different.
flavor.
"Okay, everyone has listened and started to comment on which of these two poems is better?" Song Wenze said.
"I choose Miss Tian'er. Her poems are dreamlike and intoxicating. She should be the best poet."
"No, Miss Qiao's poems are elegant in artistic conception and make people think of her. She should be chosen."
"No, it should be given to Miss Tian'er."
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As soon as Song Wenze finished speaking, the people below began to argue and quarrel. The originally elegant poetry meeting became as noisy as a vegetable market, which gave Song Wenze a headache.