The people present argued endlessly about the result, which gave Song Wenze a headache. Finally, he shouted at the top of his voice for a long time before he took control of the scene and said: "Since you all have disputes about the result, let's vote to decide.
how?"
"Okay!" Everyone thought for a while, and seeing that there was no good solution, they agreed.
"Everyone who participated in the poetry meeting has one vote. Write the name of the person you support on a piece of paper and hand it in. We will check it together. The one with the most votes wins." Song Wenze said, and then gave everyone a blank piece of paper.
, for them to fill in.
Soon, everyone's answers had been collected, and a special person was responsible for unifying the votes. After a while, a young man in Tsing Yi came to Song Wenze's side and whispered a few words to him.
Song Wenze's expression suddenly became awkward, and he coughed lightly: "It seems that the two girls are really evenly matched. The vote count is 26 to 26. What should we do?"
There was an uproar below. I didn't expect such a thing to happen, even the voting. Su Yan was also stunned and looked at Qiao Junyao with a wry smile.
At this time, Qiao Junyao was looking away, looking at Ling Tianer. Ling Tianer had a sneer on her pretty face and looked at Qiao Junyao with disdain. Although she was in this situation, she was not worried at all.
Because she knew that Qiao Junyao was no match for her.
"How about this." A scholar in green shirt suddenly spoke. He was also a well-known scholar, so Fang attracted the attention of others as soon as he spoke. "Since everyone votes, that also includes Song Dynasty."
Brother? But Brother Song didn’t participate in the vote just now, so why don’t Brother Song also vote to determine the outcome?”
"I agree." Someone started to echo.
At this time, everyone's eyes turned to Song Wenze, because he would decide the outcome of this competition. But Song Wenze didn't think so, and instead looked a little ugly, because when she voted for anyone, she would also offend others.
One person, obviously, it is not a good thing to offend either of these two.
"Brother Song, you don't need to think too much. You can judge from your heart and just read the poems." Ling Tian'er said softly, and his calm eyes lightly glanced at Song Wenze.
Song Wenze sighed, and after a long time he slowly said: "That offends me. Both of their poems have their own merits. Although Miss Qiao's poems are elegant, they are not as rich in artistic conception as Miss Tian'er's. I will give this vote."
Give it to Ling Tianer."
As soon as Song Wenze finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers and applause for Ling Tian'er, congratulating her on winning this honor.
Ling Tian'er's eyes also flashed with a hint of pride, and then he looked at Qiao Junyao with sharp eyes and slightly raised his head, as if to declare his victory to her.
"No, that's not fair." A clear voice of objection suddenly came out.
People were shocked and looked in the direction of the sound. The speaker was suddenly Li Zhiyuan, who was sitting next to Su Yan.
"I wonder what Mr. Li has to say?" Song Wenze cupped his hands and asked.
"Since everyone who participated in the poetry competition is eligible to vote, then Su Yan also participated in the poetry competition, why can't he vote?" Li Zhiyuan gently shook his folding fan and said.
Song Wenze's expression suddenly froze. He had forgotten this and was a little embarrassed for a moment. The same was true for Ling Tian'er, whose face suddenly looked ugly.
"Master Li is right."
"Yes, Mr. Su should be allowed to vote."
Some people said that they had put a lot of pressure on Song Wenze, and they couldn't help it, so they sighed and asked Su Yan to participate in the vote.
Su Yan glanced at Li Zhiyuan gratefully, then chuckled and said, "Of course I will vote for Qiao Junyao."
The two sides were once again tied, and the situation reached a deadlock. Song Wenze wiped his sweat and laughed, not expecting that the situation would turn into this situation.
Su Yan was not in a hurry, so he stroked Qiao Junyao's shoulder and told her not to worry, while he leisurely picked up the tea cup and sipped the tea.
Ling Tian'er's face had become extremely ugly, and she looked at Su Yan with hatred. He first insulted her, and then wrote such a poem to make her look embarrassed. Su Yan really made her hate her to the extreme.
"I remember Mr. Su said before that you didn't want to participate in this poetry meeting. Why are you going back on your word now?" Ling Tian'er said with a cold tone.
Su Yan put down the tea cup in his hand and said slowly and logically: "Yes, I don't want to participate, but I remember that you insisted on asking me to write such a poem. Now you don't admit it?"
"Humph, it's obviously sophistry. Writing a poem like that means you participated? Besides, we wrote a poem with the theme of Begonia. If you read such a strange poem, I'm afraid it can't mean anything, right?" Ling Tian'er said.
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"Then what do you think I need to do to be qualified?" Su Yan said.
Although Ling Tian'er was talented and intelligent, because of this, she was very high-spirited. After suffering a loss from Su Yan, she tried every means to regain her position, so she said: "Well, let's do this. The competition between me and her is based on the bright moon.
, since you are so proficient in poetry, then compose one. If you can beat me, don’t ask you to vote. I don’t want this top poem, and I will give it to you directly, Qiao Junyao. How about that?”
Su Yan was startled. He didn't expect Ling Tian'er to say such a condition, but it was just right and saved trouble. So Su Yan smiled and said, "Are you serious?"
"Of course, I, Ling Tian'er, always stick to my word. But if you lose, then the title of Poetry King will naturally belong to me, and you don't have to stay any longer. You can just leave." Ling Tian'er sneered. She knew it by doing this.
She wanted to take revenge on her face, and wanted to make the two of them lose face. She was also confident, let alone whether Su Yan could compose poetry, even if he could compose it, he would not be able to compose a poem better than hers for a while.
So don't worry at all.
Su Yan suddenly laughed loudly, and then said: "Okay, I promise you, I hope you won't regret it."
After hearing Su Yan's words, everyone got excited and wanted to see if Su Yan could write any amazing poems this time. Su Yan had already shocked the whole audience last time. Everyone was looking forward to him and all their eyes were fixed on him.
In this direction.
"Are you okay?" Qiao Junyao frowned, took Su Yan's arm and asked softly. Although she was grateful to Su Yan for rescuing her, she felt unsure and worried.
"Haha, it's okay, just watch." Su Yan stood up, touched her head affectionately, and said with a confident smile.
"Brother Su, please start." Song Wenze said calmly. He also didn't believe that Su Yan could compose such a poem, so he looked at Su Yan coldly as if he was joking.
With a smile on his face, as warm as the spring breeze, Su Yan walked gently on the ground, his eyes passing from the sky from time to time, and he walked calmly.