"Brother Liu, the poems read by these teachers on the stage must be your Mobao. ”

"Where is it, I think it's Brother Murong and your Mobao, right, you see, Liu Lao sometimes frowns, sometimes locks, but there is a little excitement in the lock, I estimate that this is Brother Murong yours, and only Brother Murong can make the hearts of these senior teachers ripple!"

"Haha...... I don't think it's possible to say maybe it's Brother Haoran, after all, Brother Haoran's writing is very amazing. ”

"No, no, no, I think, Brother Mo Ran can't say ......"

Murong He, Liu Mingxin, Xu Haoran, and Zhou Moran gathered together and praised each other, although they were bragging about others, each of them was smiling, their faces flushed and proud, as if they had decided that what the old men saw was his own......

Of course, even if it feels like it's your own, you can't say that, after all, you want to blow someone else's hair, right?

Modest, modest!

Literati should be humble, this is character.

In the distance, Ouyang Hua sat calmly in his position, sipping tea, eating pastries in small bites, and the whole person looked like he was in control of the overall situation.

Of course, there are also a few people next to him who are slapping their asses from time to time around a few dogs like they usually pretend to be like a stream.

"The top ten must be Brother Ouyang's, do you still need to doubt this?"

"Yes, Brother Ouyang is firmly in the first place, and the others will always be second!"

"That's a must!

"Brother Ouyang, the younger brother wants to get closer to you, I want to see your temperament, I'm afraid that Wenqu Xing will descend to earth......"

“......”

Among the literati, Ouyang Hua is definitely a noble son, talented and well-off, and he can pretend to be very chic.

As for Chu Qing, who was hiding in the corner, he seemed completely out of place with these people, staying aside, the whole person seemed to be a little restless, neither blowing each other with the others, nor looking forward to it.

He's bored.

It's lonely.

Well, in the end, he just took out his mobile phone now and casually flipped through an urban brain called "One Hundred Thousand Years of Tribulation" to pass the time......

Chu Qing looked at the author's name.

Snow full of Chang'an?

Tsk, it's quite literary, do you have a name for a young writer when you write on the Internet now?

Did he give up completely?

yes, completely abandoned.

Looking at Chu Qing's appearance, Liu Feifei and Wanyue didn't know why they sympathized with Chu Qing in their hearts, and felt that Chu Qing was a little pitiful.

People who are not in this world in the first place, but they just blend into this world.

When the ranking is brushed down later, I don't know if he will be sad.

Hey, he shouldn't have come.

However, Jiang Xiaoyu is different, Jiang Xiaoyu is very keenly aware that the poems that those old men are discussing are his own Qingge......

If you write your own Qingge poems very badly, then those old men will definitely not have such expressions.

There is only one way to say that they look like this, that is, Chu Qing's poems are well written, but the words are ......

Ahem......

Do you still need to say this word?

Brother Qing, what kind of poem did you write?

Jiang Xiaoyu is very strange.

After about dozens of minutes, the old people on the stage finally selected the top ten poems, and they all showed a hearty smile to each other.

"Below, I announce the ranking of the top ten poems...... The first place is ten points, and the last place is one point......" Liu Lao stood in the center of the stage, cleared his throat, and took the list and glanced at it slightly.

After seeing Liu Lao on stage, the talents below who were originally talking nonsense and chatting about the world stared at the stage with bated breath.

Even, the feeling of not being nervous was made a little nervous......

Will I be able to be shortlisted this time?

If I'm able to make the cut, then I'll be able to participate in the next poetry book competition.

Among the more than 30 top talents, this is also a symbol of honor in a sense.

"First place, Ouyang Hua, ten!"

"Wow!"

"Is it really Ouyang Hua?"

"Nonsense, do you need to say this? Ouyang Hua's handwriting is much better than ours, he has been practicing calligraphy since he was a child, and even Jiang Lao praised his handwriting for his ability to achieve everyone's position over time......

When Ouyang Hua heard this, he was still drinking tea very calmly, looking like a god.

He has been in first place every year, and he has been sitting firmly for three years without any challenge at all.

He shook his head, there was a feeling of loneliness as a master, and you were not my opponent when you were together.

"The first place, it's not any suspense, it seems that the second place is a bit suspenseful, after all, the words of Murong River fish Xu Haoran are very good, and it is difficult to distinguish between them. ”

"Second place, nine points, Xu Haoran!" Liu Lao looked at Xu Haoran, who was second place, and nodded with a smile.

Xu Haoran's handwriting is really good.

If you really talk about words, Xu Haoran's words are not far from Ouyang Hua.

"Congratulations, Brother Xu. ”

"Haha, it's not the first, nothing to congratulate. ”

"Although it's not the first, it's not easy, it's amazing!"

"Haha, in general, I didn't write it very seriously. ”

"Haha, you don't have to be modest. ”

In fact, the suspense of the second place is not very big......

"Third place, Murong He!"

"Congratulations to Brother Murong for ranking third, which is another ranking better than last year. ”

"Joy and joy, can't compare to Brother Xu and Ouyang Hua......"

"Haha, don't be modest, if you want me to say, you are not far apart, those teachers before were frowning and hesitating, I'm afraid they were thinking about the ranking of the three of you. ”

"Haha!"

A smell of commercial pretense blowing each other surrounded Chu Qing.

Chu Qing looked at these people who kept praising each other with their heads held high, and immediately shook his head and was speechless.

Turn off your phone.

This is the sour smell of the literati, who obviously looks very jealous of you, and sees that he is very jealous, but he wants to pretend to sincerely bless you and blow you very powerful.

Do you want to be shameless?

Do you want to be shameless?

It's speechless.

Oh, literati......

However, he is just here to mix up the time, so whatever, he will not mix this in the future......

Chu Qing shook his mind and subconsciously changed to a position where there was no one to sit in, and pretended not to care about picking up the pastry and sending it to his mouth.

Let's keep eating.

This pastry is really good.

Am I a foodie?

"Fourth place, Zhou Moran!"

"Fifth place, Liu Mingxin ......"

"Sixth place ......"

......

"Ninth place, Zhangge ......"

"10th place...... Chu Qing!"

Chu Qing?

When he heard these two words, Chu Qing was stunned, raised his head and stared at the stage as if he had seen a fantasy.

Fuck me, my calligraphy can be ranked tenth?

Did I hear it wrong, or are these old men confused, or is it shady?

Messy thoughts flashed through Chu Qing's mind, and these thoughts all converged into one word, that is, disbelief.

How could I?

"Chu Qing?" Ouyang Hua frowned.

It was as if he had heard an unfamiliar name.

Is this person new?

Then, Ouyang Hua looked around, and finally his gaze fell on Chu Qing, who was blindfolded.

Hehe, it's only 10th......

The gap with me......

One day, one earth......

Ouyang Hua shook his head and stopped looking at Chu Qing.

"Brother Qing......" Jiang Xiaoyu's face was full of surprise, and then the surprise turned weird.

She knows Chu Qing's characters and Chu Qing's calligraphy.

If you really want to rank back, Chu Qing's calligraphy is definitely ranked last, but now it is ranked in the top ten, then there is only one possibility!

That's poetry......

"What, Chu Qing?" Liu Feifei was not surprised, but very strange.

I didn't expect Chu Qing to be able to calligraphy?

Even if it ranks in the top ten in the poetry and book club, then it represents two possibilities, one is that the poem is really amazingly written, and the other is that Chu Qing will calligraphy!

Liu Feifei never believes in the first possibility.

There are very few amazing poems at all, Ouyang Hua has the opportunity to write such poems, but it still takes time to touch, as for Chu Qing......

This......

No matter how you look at it, this is impossible, Chu Qing doesn't have any temperament that a literati should have.

"Wow, Qingzi was actually selected, it's amazing, Qingzi really has a double brush! The man I fancy is really a brilliant all-rounder, haha!" Wanyue was very surprised, and jumped up all of a sudden.

Chu Qing himself felt inexplicable.

This garbage thing I wrote by myself can still be ranked in the top ten?

Could it be that someone else writes more rubbish than I do?

"Hehe, this newcomer doesn't seem to be useless. ”

"Yes, although it is ranked tenth, it is ranked tenth as soon as it comes, and there must be a hint of calligraphy as well!"

"I think so too. ”

Several people looked at Chu Qing in private, and then began to talk about Chu Qing.

They didn't know Chu Qing.

But they are not shocked.

Naturally, they would not doubt the professionalism of these old men on the stage.

These old men on the stage are all among the top figures in Chinese studies, are you qualified to doubt them?

Just kidding.

Moreover, people who can enter the poetry and book club basically have two brushes, and the characters are well written, what's so strange?

Of course, these people who didn't know Chu Qing's background didn't feel weird, after all, they didn't see Chu Qing's words......

Of course, Chu Qing still couldn't understand why he could rank tenth, this feeling was like saying to a begging person that he was immediately a multimillionaire......

This kind of taste is very strange and not very scientific.

When were these people blind?

"Next, it's the ranking of poems, this year's talents are amazingly talented, the ranking is still ten points for the first place, and one ......point for the tenth place" Old man Liu looked at the people below, and then glanced at Ouyang Hua, his eyes seemed to be slightly meaningful.

Ouyang Hua smiled faintly.

Gently picked up the cup of bitter tea, in a happy mood, still a master's lonely feeling.

He's the one everyone wants.

Last year, he was number one, and this year, hehe......

This year, he is poetic, inspired and inspired, charming, and writing are first-class, and I think this year will not be too bad.

Calm, calm.

This year's top spot is also mine.

Ay!

Talented people are vertical and horizontal, but there is no way.

Ouyang Hua subconsciously looked up at the direction of Liu Feifei on the second floor.

This poem of his own, but it is a Tibetan poem.

There are three words Liu Feifei in it.

Since ancient times, I have been a beautiful woman and a talented person, and when I won the first prize, I went to confess to Fei Fei......

We must have been a match made in heaven.

"First place, Chu Qing "Plum Blossoms"!"

"Poof......

"What!"

However, when Old Man Liu said these two words in an instant, the tea in Ouyang Hua's mouth immediately sprayed, and the whole person felt like he had seen a ghost......

It's like a bolt from the blue!

Am I mistaken?

"Plum Blossoms"?

Chu Qing!

it!

What's going on?

After hearing this, not only Ouyang Hua sprayed, but even other people in the venue sprayed.

Chu Qing......

"Plum Blossoms"?

First?

This......

Did I hear me wrong?

"Second place, Ouyang Hua's "Yongmei" ......"

2nd Place......

Ouyang Hua......

Yongmei?

Before, he thought he had misheard, but now, he knew he hadn't heard it wrong.

Ouyang Hua's mouth opened wide.

The eyes are as complex as multiplying Arabic numerals.

At the same time, there was a storm in my heart!

I'm special!

Am I crazy, right?

Am I the second place?