"Yes, the young master has investigated a lot of information about him. So, young master, do you think he is Sixue or Dongfengyu, or the same person?" Chang Wuji asked.
"It's just possible. After all, he has not played music for more than ten years and has not moved his pen. His level should only drop but not rise. If he can make a name for himself in such a place, his level seems to be not yet reaching." Ximen Feng said: "However, I don't think it's Li Mubai, nor is it the Fan family's salary. There is only one possibility, that is, it's not any of them, they must have hired Gao Ming."
The two nodded.
But Li Mubai received the poem brought from the backstage and read it first, his body trembled slightly, "This..."
Everyone in the audience noticed his strangeness, and Sister Feng said curiously: "What's wrong with Mr. Li Mubai?"
"Good words! It's really a good word!" Li Mubai said excitedly: "I haven't read such a masterpiece in my life?"
Everyone smiled and said, Li Mubai was so fake, he didn't praise himself like this.
Li Mubai held up the poem with his solemn expression and read it slowly:
When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past? The building was windy again last night, and the beauty suddenly looked back in the bright moon.
The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red faces are changed. How much sorrow can you have? It is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
The original lyrics mainly describe the longing for the homeland, which is not in line with the current scene, so Lin Fei changed it slightly and changed the feelings of the country into the longing of the longing of children.
The whole poem highly summarizes and vividly expresses the poet's true feelings with clear, concise, graceful and fresh language, and uses metaphors, contrasts, and questions.
After reading it, Li Mubai murmured: "Good words..."
Although he is proficient in Chinese and more proficient in article research, he is not top-notch in poetry. It can only be said that if he really wants to compare with those poetic gods, he will certainly be at a disadvantage.
At this moment, he felt that the person who wrote this poem was the god of poetry.
The audience received warm applause, and this beautiful poem obviously completely conquered them.
Those literati who were unwilling to accept also kept silent.
Li Mubai said loudly: "Everyone thinks that this poem deserves second place?"
"Good it!"
"Will anyone not convince?" Li Mubai smiled and said, "If you are not convinced, you can compare your poem with this one, so that everyone can judge which one is better."
Everyone remained silent.
Li Mubai was proud. Although it was not written by himself, it was a supporter of Miss Yueru, so he was of course happy.
His expression made others believe more and more that this poem was written by him.
The title of the poem "Ghost River" by the young man from Dongliao suddenly stood up.
Li Mubai narrowed his eyes and smiled, "So he is a talented man in Jiang. Why? Brother Jiang thinks that his poems can be compared with this poem. How about showing them out for everyone to appreciate?"
"Brother Mu Bai, don't get misunderstood. I'm not dissatisfied. I just thought that Brother Tai's poem is very well written and I am quite convinced. So I want to see the number one poem written by Brother Tai."
"Yes, we want to see it too." Everyone agreed.
Li Mubai was too lazy to explain that he was not Sixue. Since Sixue couldn't come out, then he would accept the respect of all living beings on his behalf. Anyway, when the real Sixue appeared in the future, others would not say that he was an impostor. After all, he never admitted that he was Sixue from beginning to end.
"It's great!" Li Mubai continued to say seriously: "I am very good at reciting, so I went on stage instead of Sixue. Besides, he won't show up."
"That's how it is. When competing songs at that time, will you still play for Dongfengyu?"
Li Mubai shook his head, "I can't sing..." He suddenly looked at Lin Fei, "Yes, haven't you ever played music before? If Dong Fengyu doesn't show up, would you be able to sing on stage?"
"Don't Fengyuelou have bands and singers?"
Fan Jiandao: "These singers are very unprofessional, and their level is not as good as those of Chinese fifth-tier singers. Don't worry, let them sing them? If they sing a very good song, they will be broken. This is related to whether Yueru will eventually get the courtesan, and there will be no mistakes."
Li Mubai nodded and said, "You are right, don't be careless. Lin Fei, weren't you a fourth-tier singer before? You are much better than them. You must come on stage later!"
"All right."
At the critical moment, Lin Fei was also afraid, so he would go to the stage by himself.
After the poetry evaluation, the rankings did not change at all. The top ten are all real, and there is indeed no shady.
In this way, Yueru received 10,000 votes in support, and Qinyu also received 7,000 votes in support. After all, almost all the top ten people supported her.
Finally, it is the song review stage again.
Feng Jie on the stage said: "Before the song evaluation, the current ranking of the courtesan competition was announced. The Qinyu girl from Xiaoxiang Pavilion now has 37,500 tickets, and is still the first place. The second place is Miss Yueru from Tianxiang Pavilion. She won 10,000 votes with her poetry support. Now the total number of votes is 31,320 votes, and has risen to the second place. The Xuanxuan girl from Huamanlou has 28,000 votes, ranking third..."
Everyone thought that the courtesan competition has basically come to an end. According to the current song ranking, the Qinyu girl can still get 8,000 votes, and the total number of votes will reach 45,000 votes. And Miss Yueru, no matter how hard she works, she can get up to 9,000 votes, and she can only regretfully get the second place.
However, everyone still wanted to listen to the songs that support Yueru, and they all asked to listen to the songs of the top two.
Feng Jie smiled and said, "I wonder if Dongfengyu is on the scene, can she sing on stage?"
Everyone turned their eyes to Lin Fei's private room again.
Lin Fei stood up and whispered: "Since Dongfengyu doesn't show up, I can sing for him."
Her delicate body trembled slightly from the distant manor and murmured: "His voice...he is healed?"
After Lin Fei came on stage, Sister Feng smiled and said, "What's the name of the handsome brother?"
"Lin Fei."
"Mr. Lin Fei, do you want to read the lyrics of the music score?"
Lin Fei smiled and said, "Of course, I have to get familiar with it. After all, it's my first singing!"
Fan Jian in the box laughed in a low voice: "The boss is even more good at pretending, don't you know that this is the true character of the show?"
Li Mubai was stunned, "What does it mean?"
"Nothing..." Fan Jian said: "The boss has really been a singer before?"
Li Mubai also read the information provided by Liu Xiaoxiao to him and learned, "It was only ten years ago. It's hard to say what's right now."
Fan Jian thought to himself, it turns out that the boss has been pretending to behave for ten years...
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Hotels in the south of Taizhou, Anwen Province.
Zhao Yanran's college class reunion was very lively, and the arrival of the goddess made the men who had pursued her almost crazy.
It has been more than ten years, and it has changed a lot. The only thing that remains unchanged is the girl they pursued together in those years.