Next, only Zhuang Yan's last player remained.

Then

When I heard that the host asked Zhuang Yan to step forward to draw the theme,

There were bursts of boos from the audience,

"Huh~ Why did even a singer come to the poetry conference this year?"

"This Zhuang Yan's singing ability is very good, but when it comes to poetry, I think it's very suspenseful!"

"Cut, singing is singing, poetry is poetry, he doesn't think he can write two songs to write good poetry, right?"

"That's it, what does he compare with others? The four talented women in front of him, any one of the four poems, I guess I can beat him!"

"Don't say that, poetry competitions have always been very strict, maybe people have real materials, otherwise how can they come to participate?"

"Hehe! laughed to death, if he had that strength, I would eat xia directly

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"Hahaha!"

Wave after wave of ridicule,

The judges on the stage also frowned when they heard it,

They all looked at Zhuang Yan in unison,

Can this young singer really write a decent poem?

To these ridicules and boos,

Zhuang Yan directly ignored the wind in his ears.

He still stepped forward with an indifferent look,

Pull out a note,

Open it up and see,

"Qingming"

Two words suddenly came to life.

Clear and bright?

As soon as I saw these two words,

The knowledge in Zhuang Yan's mind surged up like the sea,

Soon

And he blurted out,

"It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival"

"Pedestrians on the road want to break their souls"

"By asking where the restaurant is"

"The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village"

Rumble!

Everyone present didn't react,

It's only been a little more than a minute since Zhuang Yan got the theme of the poem.

At such a speed,

It shocked everyone.

"Holy! It's only been less than three minutes, right?"

"God..... Speed.... Is this guy serious?"

"Is this guy writing poetry, and why do I feel like he's talking at this speed?"

When everyone calms down,

Savor this song "Qingming" carefully,

Everyone was shocked again!

Cui Cailiang on the judges' stage muttered twice,

Then his eyes lit up,

Stand up directly "suddenly",

Clapping hands,

"Good! Good poem! Good one" rain in the Qingming season!"

The name of the president of the Poetry Association is really not covered,

This Cui Cailiang's reaction speed is really faster than ordinary people.

At this time, the host on the stage and the other four contestants were still stunned.

Then they tasted the poem,

All of them changed their faces,

Meaningful.

"During the Qingming Festival, the rain is full of pedestrians on the road who want to break their souls by asking where the restaurant is located, and the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village"

These four lines of poetry are constantly circling in the hearts of everyone,

Moments later,

Everyone present reacted and applauded!

"Okay! Absolutely! What a 'By asking where is the restaurant?' the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village!' directly used the questioning sentence to force out the next line of poetry!

"Indeed! Such a technique cannot help but be rare, and it is difficult to master! I did not expect this young man who does not seem to be very old to use such a technique so appropriately and reasonably!"

"I think the word "broken soul" here is used more exquisitely! This soul is not the soul of the other! It refers to the fact that the pedestrians on the road coincide with the Qingming Festival, and they have a lot of sorrow in their hearts, and they perfectly express people's emotions under the background of the drizzle!"

"Brother, this analysis! It's true! Just now, I don't quite understand the word 'broken soul', but I didn't expect this word to mean like this in the poem!"

"Wonderful!

The host listened to the discussion in the audience,

reacted,

Said with a smile,

"Zhuang Yan's poem is really the best grade! Have you forgotten something?"

Everyone was stunned,

forthwith

There was a burst of applause from the audience!

At this time, the other four judges on the judges' table were all shocked,

This song "Qingming" is really beyond their expectations,

originally thought that the dark horse of this issue would be Wang Sheng and others,

As soon as this poem came out,

The scales in the hearts of several judges have changed.

The applause continued,

The four judges saw that Chairman Cui, who had always been unpredictable, was at this moment, and he actually gave Zhuang Yan face like this.

Applauded directly in front of everyone,

Zhuang Yan's appreciation and appreciation are undisguised,

All kinds of speculations came up in the hearts of several people,

One of the judges immediately took this opportunity to pat himself on the back,

"Zhuang Yan's poem is really of extraordinary significance, even I, an old guy, can't understand the deep artistic conception for a while, why don't you ask President Cui to give us an on-site appreciation and introduction, how about it?"

Cui Cailiang put down his hand and said with a smile,

"Okay, then I won't push it off!"

Cui Cailiang touched his beard and thought for a while,

"In the first sentence, the word 'has' is used to describe the scene of pouring fire and rain, which captures the essence of Qingming's 'pouring fire rain', and conveys a sad and beautiful artistic conception to people, which is very good!"

A sentence "pedestrians on the road want to break their souls", pedestrians represent the travelers who go out, and the word broken soul expresses a very deep emotion and state of mind, wonderful! "

"Although Zhuang Yan's poetry writing technique is concise, it is very superb, and it is really wonderful to be able to present music and pictures to readers at the same time from the poems!"

Cui Cailiang's eyes flashed with dazzling light, and his hands were behind his back,

Eyes shot straight towards Zhuang Yan,

The look of appreciation in his eyes was undisguised.

This analysis made everyone present gasp,

He really deserves to be the president of the poetry conference!

After this analysis,

directly named the essence of the whole poem,

Every word, every word,

can be said to directly point out the main points,

After these words,

The audience and the audience in front of the TV all had a direct understanding of the whole poem.

Zhuang Yan nodded without a trace,

There's something about this old man,

It was able to parse this poem so thoroughly in just a few minutes.

"Good!"

One of the judges on the judges' bench was the first to shout,

Immediately, the applause at the scene rang out like a torrent!

Next, it's the judges' turn to vote.

Tense music rang out at the scene.

After some voting,

Zhuang Yan unsurprisingly won two votes,

The rest of the players,

In addition to Qiao Zhi's no ticket,

Each received one vote,

This round,

Qiao Zhi eliminated.

Qiao Zhi is worthy of being a child from a family,

After learning that he was eliminated,

Still without waves,

He bowed slightly to the audience and the judges' seat and left the venue.

The rest of the players have different thoughts,

After this round of competition,

Everyone has a new understanding of Zhuang Yan's poetry skills.

The remaining three players also dare not take it lightly.

Especially Xiang Qinyu, who got a vote,

At this point,

Xiang Qinyu's face was blue and white,

is obviously very dissatisfied with the fact that Zhuang Yan, who he only got one vote and was looked down upon by him, got two votes.

At the same time, with disbelief.