Yang Lan saw everyone in the audience cheering for the poem he had just recited. Yang Lan didn't know how to react for a moment.
This is the first time Yang Lan has truly and intuitively felt the charm of poetry...
Although Yang Lan has always known that Yang Bei is a very talented person, otherwise he would not be qualified to join the Hedong Poetry Association.
The poems written by Yang Bei before have also aroused a lot of enthusiasm on the Internet. Yang Lan has also read them, but Yang Lan is really not very interested in poetry.
But I didn't expect that at this poetry conference held by the school, Yang Lan could achieve such an effect by just reading a poem written by Yang Bei. This made Yang Lan completely shocked.
Already.
Seeing everyone cheering for the poem just now, Yang Lan admired his brother even more at this moment. He didn't expect that his brother's literary talent was so extraordinary. It was just a poem he temporarily asked Yang Bei to write.
You can easily win the applause of the whole house.
After Yang Lan stepped off the stage, she also sat back in the audience.
Along the way, Yang Lan could even feel everyone's enthusiastic eyes following her closely.
After Yang Lan, several classmates also took the stage to recite.
Just because of Yang Lan's comparison, the performance of the next few contestants was lackluster. Everyone seemed to be listening, but in fact they were all silently thinking about Yang Lan's recitation performance just now.
"Next, let's invite the representative contestants from Class 3 and Class 6 to take the stage!"
After the host made the announcement, Yang Lan could clearly feel that the students in the audience and the teachers at the judges' table were all brightened up, which made Yang Lan a little strange.
Seeing Yang Lan's uninformed look, the roommate next to him came over and said.
"This representative of Grade 3 and Class 6 is called Li Ming. I heard that he once won the youth group championship in our district's poetry competition, and he is also very famous in our school. He has won the poetry competition for two consecutive years.
The teachers are very optimistic about him as he won the best award!"
Listening to his roommate's introduction, Yang Lan also took a look at the young man standing on the stage.
The young man can be said to be on the thin side. He wears ordinary frame glasses under his black hair. He is wearing a clean school uniform jacket, and he does not have the grace of a scholar.
Yang Lan raised her eyebrows. She was actually not very convinced.
After all, Yang Bei's strength was already superb, and Yang Lan thought that the young man in front of him who was about the same age as him could not compare with Yang Bei.
Seeing the expectant looks on everyone's faces, Yang Lan became interested and wanted to see if this dawn was as powerful as the legend said and if he had the strength to compete with Yang Bei.
The young man named Li Ming nodded slightly, and after briefly introducing himself to everyone, he started reciting poetry.
"What I want to bring to you is an original poem called "Campus Little Song"..."
Hearing the name of this poem, everyone started to look forward to it. All eyes were focused on the young man on the stage, including Yang Lan.
"In the morning light, you were like a warm and loving mother, calling me constantly: "Come on, baby", so I jumped into your fragrant embrace early and impatiently. Under the sun, every moment of your life
An inch of skin exudes charming wisdom and vitality, surrounding me and infiltrating it,
Like a baby, I greedily sucked the rain, which is sweeter than sex, and thrived. I kept looking forward to the towering dream of tomorrow. In the sunset, you reluctantly sent away all the little angels and gently pulled away
The quiet curtain lights up the yellow halo lights,
Invite the evening breeze, the stars, the moon, and the singing insects to perform wonderful concertos for the gardener who has worked hard all day!"
Liming recited the poem. Although his voice was not loud, his words were sonorous and powerful. Not to mention the judges, teachers and classmates present, even Yang Lan was immersed in the scene described by Liming for a while, unable to extricate himself.
.
"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing his roommate calling his name, Yang Lan came back from his imagination.
By the time Yang Lan reacted again, everyone's applause was already extremely warm.
Several roommates also looked puzzled. They didn't know how Yang Lan, who had never been very interested in poetry, could not extricate himself for a while after listening to Li Ming's poems...
Liming is the last contestant. At this point, all the class representative contestants in the poetry competition have finished reciting, and the judges and teachers have already judged everyone.
The host invited all the contestants to the stage and planned to announce the final ranking of this poetry competition.
Although Yang Lan was not interested in this poetry conference at all at first, after she had experienced so much, especially after going on stage to recite in person, she became a little nervous when facing the final ranking that was about to be announced.
Except for Yang Lan, the roommates in the audience were even more anxious.
This time Yang Lan's performance can be said to be extraordinary. In the end, it is still unknown whether he can bring glory to the class. The head teacher and Chinese teacher are also quite nervous, and everyone hopes for a good result.
There are only two awards in the school's poetry competition, namely the Best Work Award and the Outstanding Work Award. The best work is the poem that is most favored by everyone and the judges and teachers, and the excellent works are also slightly inferior...
The classmates in the audience all looked at Yang Lan with admiration. They did not expect that Yang Lan could perform so well. Although the award has not been announced yet, in everyone's hearts, Yang Lan has already become the winner of the audience.
The best work.
Although Yang Lan was nervous, she had already made a mental decision for herself. Even if she won the excellence award at the poetry conference this time, it would be better than nothing.
Originally, Yang Lan thought that based on Yang Bei's level, it shouldn't be a problem to win the best work award, but after listening to Liming's "Campus Little Song", Yang Lan felt a little unsure.
From the perspective of poetry alone, Yang Lan is still very confident in "Beautiful Campus", but from the perspective of recitation, Yang Lan already feels ashamed after watching Liming's recitation...
Yang Lan even started to blame herself. If the recitation hadn't held him back, Yang Bei's literary talent would definitely not have been a problem in winning the Best Work Award.
"The winner of the Excellence Award in this poetry competition is Li Ming from Class 3 and 6 of Senior High School. Congratulations to Class 3 and 6 of Senior School. Please come to the stage to receive the award as a representative!"
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ps: Thank you to all the big guys who supported the vote. The author kneels down to thank everyone. The author is not feeling well today, so he can only update it first.