At this time, there are many talented people who still have not written a single word, and all of them are in great pain.
The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and only about twenty people turned in their papers.
Soon, these works were in the hands of six oirans.
But judging from the expressions of the oirans, at least the works they have started to read now are not very good, and none of them have any moved expressions.
Liu Zhangyou was also a little puzzled. Haven't they seen the poem he wrote? It stands to reason that the poem must be a masterpiece. Unless the oirans have no appreciation level at all, if any of them would
When you see that poem, you should be moved.
Luo Zhentian and Wei Liang also felt strange, because although they said their appreciation level was not very good, they could also see that the poem Liu Zhangyou just wrote was definitely a masterpiece.
Wei Liang stared at Miss Qimeng, thinking that such a beauty is really not comparable to the vulgar fans he had played with before. It would be great if he could get her. He must let her go later.
Liu Zhangyou helps himself write a good poem.
Just when everyone thought that there were no good works among the poems with the theme of snow, suddenly the poetry girl was moved, and she seemed to see something amazing.
The Shiyu girl couldn't help chanting, which also made the other five oirans look sideways. When they heard the words that the Shiyu girl recited, they were also moved.
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Miss Qimeng stood up excitedly and said, "This is a masterpiece. Can you please ask the author of this poem, Mr. Liu Zhangyou and Mr. Liu, to stand up and let us get to know each other?"
Liu Zhangyou thought to himself that it was finally here, and this time he had to be really bad so that the system would reward him more points.
So Liu Tie transformed into a romantic and talented man, stood up waving his folding fan and said: "Thank you to the discerning girls, this poem is nothing!"
This is nothing, then other people’s works are even less worth mentioning. Isn’t this belittling all talents?
So if looks could kill now, Liu Zhangyou would probably have died many times.
After all, now that Liu Zhangyou has received praise from several girls, he might be able to impress a certain girl and stay tonight.
Thinking about this, I wonder which talented person would not be angry.
I saw the poetry girl, with beautiful eyes and affection, looking at Liu Zhangyou, and the Qimeng girl was not the same, because she was the one who asked this question.
The poetry girl said: "Mr. Liu, can you give me this poem?"
Liu Zhangyou was about to agree when he saw Miss Qimeng winking at Liu Zhangyou. She was really charming and said: "Mr. Liu, I asked this question. This poem should be given to me. What do you think?"
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Liu Zhangyou was in a dilemma, but in order to obtain rewards from the system, Liu Zhangyou still chose Miss Qimeng.
"Miss Qimeng, this poem was originally discovered by Miss Shiyu, so it should be given to her. However, you came up with the title. Even if I want to give it to you, I have to have some luck, otherwise I won't
I can't explain it to Miss Shiyu!" Liu Zhangyou looked at Qimeng on the stage with fascination.
Suddenly, many talented people secretly scolded Liu Zhangyou, and even the girls on the stage felt a little disgusted.
However, Miss Qimeng smiled charmingly and said, "Mr. Liu, what kind of lottery do you want?"
Isn't this obvious? What kind of bonus is needed? It must be the opportunity to have a good relationship.
Liu Zhangyou chuckled and said: "Well, Miss Qimeng, my requirements are not high. All I need is a flying mosquito. I will give you this poem!"
A flying mosquito doesn't seem to be too much. It's nothing to Miss Qimeng.
So Qimeng said excitedly: "Really? Mr. Liu, you are so kind!"
After talking about Qimeng, she gave Liu Zhangyou a fly in front of everyone, which really made people envious and jealous.
Liu Zhangyou also enjoyed it, because the system appeared again at this time, and he was rewarded with 100 experience points. Although it didn't look like much, mosquitoes were still meat no matter how small they were.
The poetry girl saw that Qimeng had snatched the words that should have belonged to her, but she was not angry.
In this round of competition, Liu Zhangyou naturally came out on top.
Next, an oiran named Sisi asked the question. This girl Sisi stood up and said to everyone: "The question asked by Sister Qimeng just now is snow. This time I want to use flowers."
For this topic, I invite all the talented people to write a masterpiece, thank you!"
Taking flowers as the theme should be the easiest. After all, there are many varieties of flowers in the world, and flowers can also be used as a metaphor for beauty. It is also very convenient to flatter girls by the way.
Therefore, as soon as this topic came up, many talented people were very happy, because they had actually prepared it before coming to participate in the poetry meeting.
Some of them only need slight modifications before they can be used.
This time Liu Zhangyou decided to help Wei Liang, so he whispered a few words in Wei Liang's ear.
When Wei Liang heard this, he was secretly excited. He quickly picked up a pen and wrote this famous poem on the paper.
This poem is a poem about plum blossoms written by Liu Qingzhao, a female poet from the Song Dynasty in his previous life.
This time it was still the time of a stick of incense, and because the theme was flowers, there were a lot more talented people submitting works this time, with a total of thirty-six works.
Several girls on the stage were paying close attention to Liu Zhangyou, and they all seemed a little disappointed when they saw that Liu Zhangyou didn't produce any works.
But thinking about it, it would be impossible to just write a few masterpieces in a row.
This time the talents performed quite well, and several poems were well received by the girls. Of course, when it comes to famous poems, they were not nearly as good.
Wei Liang was a little impatient to get started. After all, he thought this poem was very good, so why hadn't it impressed the girls yet?
At this moment, Miss Sisi said excitedly: "Ah, this poem about plum blossoms is so well written, it is a masterpiece by Master Wei Liang!"
After saying this, Miss Sisi recited on the spot: "How deep is the courtyard, the clouds in the window and the foggy pavilion are late in spring, why is the beauty so haggard? It is good to have a clear dream at night, it should be the south branch. The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful,
The Qiang pipes in the south tower are no longer blowing. Who knows when the strong fragrance is blown away? The warm wind will be late and the sun will be late, so it won't reach the apricot blossoms."
It is indeed a good poem. Everyone present has to admit that this poem is really well written, no less than the previous one by Liu Zhangyou.
Wei Liang stood up and said, "Thank you very much, Miss Sisi, for your favorable comments. Although this poem is written about plum blossoms, it is actually written about several girls, who are as noble as the plum blossoms!"
This flattery indeed made several girls on the stage extremely happy.
As a result, in the second round of the competition, Wei Liang naturally won the first place, which made him very excited. He must have a good performance tonight.