Lin Yiqiu hasn't written, and has been watching others.
This not only made the maid feel confused, but also Ruyan in the attic frowned slightly.
Is it because the topic he asked was too difficult, making it difficult for him to write it?
But writing a poem about the moon, even if it doesn’t become famous, should be easy, right?
How could it be so difficult?
"Haha, I think this guy only has the ability to write poems. Is he worthy?"
Jiang Yihan directly laughed out loud.
Holding the rice paper in his hand, he was quite confident in his poetry.
As for Lin Yiqiu, who had not started writing, he was naturally regarded as a loser and could not write poetry at all.
Then, there were several more sneers.
"How great I thought I was, but it turns out I can't write poetry at all."
"I'm just meeting my partner, but I had the nerve to say before that I would crush us literati. I'm really laughing my ass off!"
A burst of laughter!
Then, Ma Qingming also spoke.
"Everyone, since this kid can't write poetry, how can we let him continue to stay here?"
"We are a land of literati and elegant people. People with such no talent and knowledge are simply lowering our standards here!"
He and Lin Yiqiu already had a grudge, and the insults made by the beast at that time still made Ma Qingming feel resentful.
In addition, I heard that Gu Jinglan and Lin Yiqiu seemed to be very close now, which made Ma Qingming even more unhappy.
When I find an opportunity, I naturally have to humiliate this kid!
Besides, this is also a perfect opportunity!
Who made Lin Yiqiu talk so freely that day, saying that in his eyes, no one else was as talented and learned as him!
Today is the best time to slap you in the face!
"You're right! Why are you joining in the fun here if you don't know how to write poetry? Let him go!"
Shi Dongqing also shouted in agreement.
Suddenly, many literati were aroused and expressed contempt for Lin Yiqiu's position!
"roll roll roll!"
The poetry appraisal hasn't even started yet, but they are targeting Lin Yiqiu and they can't stop!
Fortunately, the maid quickly raised her hand to stop him.
"Everyone, since you have come to my Xiangyue Tower to participate in the poetry meeting, you are my guests at Xiangyue Tower."
"Even if this young master doesn't know how to write poetry, the previous couplets are enough to prove his talent."
"As the saying goes, people have their strengths and weaknesses. A person's talent and learning do not necessarily need to be judged by writing poems."
She was rescuing Lin Yiqiu.
But it's no wonder, Lin Yiqiu performed very well before, and he was extremely handsome, not as domineering as other literati.
Naturally, she had a lot of affection for her as a maid.
At this time, the eyes of Miss Ruyan, who was listening upstairs, inevitably darkened.
"Can't you write poetry?"
She murmured softly.
Then, I saw Lin Yiqiu who was drinking, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"With your three-legged cats' talents, I don't even bother to write. Although I haven't written it, I have already prepared a masterpiece in my heart!"
"I'm afraid I'll scare you to death when I say it later!"
After saying that, Lin Yiqiu didn't bother to look at them at all, but continued to look up at the attic.
Instead of looking at these self-righteous literati, it would be better to look at Ruyan to wash your eyes.
"Hmph! Do what you can!"
Jiang Yihan said coldly after hearing this.
Those literati all thought Lin Yiqiu was a joke.
If you can’t write, you can’t write. Why would you say such embarrassing words?
Still a masterpiece?
I'm afraid I won't be able to write a famous article even if I go on hunger strike!
"Okay everyone, now it's time to appreciate it, let's start with... let's start with Mr. Shi's poems!"
The maid changed the subject and said with a smile.
When Shi Dongqing heard that he was going to taste his poems, he quickly sat up straight, showing a dignified posture.
The maid's voice came slowly.
"The bright moon shines on the river!"
"The breeze blows over the hills!"
"If you ask who is beautiful?"
"Must be like a girl!"
It is a very simple limerick, but it was not easy for Shi Dongqing, the son of a wealthy businessman, to write it.
Because his talent and learning are really not worth a few pounds, they are all made up.
Just now, I had to change three or four pieces of rice paper before I could squeeze out these twenty words!
"How is it? Isn't it great?"
Shi Dongqing was quite confident and looked confident.
Then, I heard a burst of hehe sound coming from all around.
"Uh, not bad, not bad."
"Yes, yes, that's good. Don't write it again next time."
"..."
Even the maid was a little stunned on the spot, not knowing what to say.
He raised his head and looked at the pavilion, but there was no movement at all like smoke.
Then the maid smiled: "Although Mr. Shi's poems are simple, they also have a kind of simplicity in them."
"Although I'm not a good decision-maker, I still have some merits. It's just that it doesn't suit my girl's liking, and it's hard to get my girl to nod."
This was said quite tactfully.
However, a moment later, Lin Yiqiu by the window couldn't help laughing and said: "This is worthy of being called poetry, don't laugh to death!"
"You! How dare you say that to me!"
Shi Dongqing's face suddenly turned red!
Lin Yiqiu was too lazy to pay attention to him: "Next, next, let's see what you can write. It's so eye-catching! It's really eye-catching!"
"Hmph! People who can't write poetry have the nerve to taste it here! In that case, why not listen to me?"
Ma Qingming was naturally unconvinced, and regardless of whether the maid read him or not, he already stepped forward and took the rice paper.
After a few chants, a poem about the moon suddenly came out.
Compared to Shi Dongqing, the son of a wealthy businessman, he was a person with real talents and learning.
So as soon as I finished reciting, someone immediately clapped their hands and applauded.
"Okay! Well written!"
"This poem is really good! It sounds hazy and beautiful!"
"That's right! Mr. Ma is indeed a great talent!"
Ma Qingming obviously took great advantage of this kind of echo, and he smiled from ear to ear.
"Oh, no, no, yes, yes, yes!"
"I'm doing this all out of my feelings, out of my feelings!"
He was extremely happy, and he felt that his poem today should satisfy Miss Ruyan.
However, things turned out to be the opposite.
The smoke in the attic was still stagnant, not moving at all.
The maid quickly saw it, shook her head and said, "What a pity, Mr. Ma, the poem is really good, but my girl still doesn't like it very much."
"Ah? This..."
Ma Qingming was a little dull.
At this moment, Lin Yiqiu continued to speak.
"It's pretentious, what kind of hazy shadows under the moon? One water and a long song in my heart? It's simply extremely bad! You are not as good as the pair with me before!"
"You! Damn it!"
Ma Qingming's face suddenly turned redder than Shi Dongqing's!
Plus this time, he had already been humiliated twice by Lin Yiqiu!
The most important thing is that Miss Ruyan doesn't like it, which proves that his poetry is indeed not good!
"Don't talk arrogantly. How can you be so good at your poems?"
Ma Qingming argued.
Lin Yiqiu sneered: "What's the hurry? You haven't finished the performance yet, keep going."
"Hurry up and recite, so that I can finally make you feel despair!" This chapter has been completed!