"The works of the two gentlemen have been selected. Mr. Bai Mengde wrote one poem, and Mr. Li Xuan wrote...ten poems!"
The secretary held a stack of music scores in his hand and said loudly.
"Ten...ten songs?"
Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this.
In fact, it only took three days from the time of collecting new poems to the deadline. Even a very experienced poet could only complete one quality poem in such a hasty time, but Li Xuan wrote ten poems at once?
What does he think of writing poetry as selling Chinese cabbage?
He wrote ten poems in one breath. The quality can be imagined... Bai Mengde almost laughed out loud. He gestured with his fingers towards Li Xuan and thought to himself: If the quality is not good, can we use quantity to make up for it?
The number of times that will only make you embarrassed has changed from one to ten! The regent was obviously shocked by the astonishing number of "ten poems". A strange look flashed on his face, and after a while he said: "Now that the works have been selected,
, just perform in front of everyone."
As he spoke, the regent turned to Kang Hua and said, "Kang Hua, I hope you can be fair and just.
I don’t want this bet to be affected by any external factors!”
"Art has its own standards, and I know how to do them."
Kang Hua said tit for tat.
After hearing this slightly explosive conversation, many people were stunned, always feeling that there was something profound in the regent's words.
Li Xuan raised his eyebrows, guessing something, and couldn't help but glance at the Regent in confusion.
It happened that the Prince Regent also looked over, met Li Xuan's eyes, and actually nodded slightly to him.
Li Xuan suddenly realized that the regent did not seem to be interested in the nephew of his old lover! Thinking of the embarrassing incident of the Yunteng Empire last year, Li Xuan had a slight understanding that the regent was hoping to save the city.
Anyway, it's just a bet between young people. Even if I lose, it has nothing to do with the empire's reputation. But if I win, there will be too much to do! I know that I am regarded as a person by the regent.
As a chess piece, Li Xuan felt a little unhappy, but now he couldn't bear to refuse, so he could only take one step at a time.
"Who should I start with?"
Kanghua asked.
"Let's listen to Bai Mengde's poems first. There are too many poems by Li Xuan. Let's keep them and listen to them slowly."
Chen Fei said with a smile.
Bai Mengde's poems were sent to the band. This was the best band in Maplewood City. The singers and musicians were all experienced veterans. They each had a copy of the sheet music, read it briefly, and nodded to express their readiness.
Everyone held their breath, wanting to hear what wonderful works Bai Mengde, the genius from Dachu, would come up with.
"Zheng..." The guqin sounded, and an exciting melody floated in the banquet hall. The tune was as clear as gurgling water at first, then it meandered, merged into the river, and rushed into the sea. The dynamic rhythm came in waves, making
People can't help but imagine a magnificent picture.
"War..." the singer chanted.
This is a poem describing war. It is so passionate and heroic that many people who have experienced it, such as the Prince Regent and Mr. Liu, have burning eyes. They seem to be carried back to the days of military service by the melody and poems.
.
The singer's performance was also excellent, and his rich voice made people's blood boil. When the recitation of a poem was completed, the audience was silent for a few seconds, and then burst into thunderous applause.
"marvelous!"
Many people couldn't help but applaud, and even more people cast sympathetic eyes on Li Xuan.
Bai Mengde is too strong, and this poem is really great. When you meet such a genius, you can only say that you are so unlucky! After one chant, even the people who hate Bai Mengde the most have to admit that this guy is indeed
You are talented! The heroism and excitement, cruelty and collapse of the war are all reflected in the poem. What is even more frightening is that the music goes from weak to strong, from gentle to magnificent, barely giving people any time to breathe, and forcibly changing the atmosphere.
Exaggerated to the extreme.
This method allows people to see Bai Mengde's artistic ambition and attainments.
Given time, he might be able to take over Kang Hua's mantle and become the next emperor of poetry! Meeting such an enemy, Li Xuan is really unlucky. Although everyone is from Yunteng, at this time, besides sympathy
After all, I really can't do much to help.
Only Li Xuan looked at Bai Mengde's triumphant look indifferently and thought to himself: Just laugh, you won't be able to laugh anymore soon! "Very good."
Kang Hua spoke, "This is a war-themed work that has been rare in recent years. Although it is not perfect in some details, it is still a rare masterpiece.
Bai Mengde, you have made great progress, keep working hard!"
As the emperor of poetry, Kang Hua's every word and deed can influence the artistic trend of the entire Wu Lun Feng world.
Although it was just a few simple comments, everyone knew that as long as he had these few words, Bai Mengde would be able to join the top art circle in mainland China. If he wants to develop in this field in the future, his future will be limitless! The regent did not say anything.
, but it can be seen from his serious expression that Bai Mengde's poem exceeded his expectations.
Chen Fei's smile bloomed like a flower, her nephew was outstanding, and her aunt was also honored.
"Now, it's time for Li Xuan's work. Which one do you want to show first for everyone to enjoy?"
Kang Hua's eyes turned to Li Xuan, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
With Zhu Yu in front, no one thought that Li Xuan could stir up any trouble. This bet had just begun, but it seemed to be over.
Li Xuan shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Any song is fine..." Everyone thought: This is just a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water. It seems that Li Xuan himself has given up.
The singers and musicians took Li Xuan's music score, randomly took out a copy from it, opened it and looked at it a few times, and then they all looked surprised.
Noticing the changes in their expressions, some people couldn't help but wonder if it was some jingle music. If they were to actually perform something like that, they would be embarrassed by the Yunteng people! "Are you ready?
"
Kang Hua asked with a frown.
The singer hesitated and said: "It's time to start..." After a few seconds of preparation, the first note sounded, and the flowing melody echoed in the hall.
"Nice prelude?"
Anyone with a little bit of musical literacy is in high spirits.
Bai Mengde frowned slightly. Judging from the quality of the intro, the quality of this song shouldn't be too bad.
Even Kang Hua suppressed the teasing expression on his face and listened carefully.
Only the regent's eyes flashed with light, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
But the intro is just an appetizer after all. Whether the song is good or not, you still have to continue listening to it.
"Missing is a very mysterious thing that follows you everywhere like a shadow..."