One poem after another was read out of Wang Tiezui's mouth, without exception, and they could all be called good poems.

Although the theme is the bright moon, their poems are either touching, or intriguing, or majestic, or intriguing, all in all, none of them are bad.

But since it's a competition, it's natural to get a ranking.

Except for Ye Changan who gave Yin Yue a score of nine at the beginning, he never gave a score of nine again, and the highest score was only eight points.

According to the current sobriety, after Yin Yue abstained, the three people with the highest scores were called Hong Yaoshu, Chen Jingyuan, and Yun Shiya.

And in Wang Tiezui's hand, there is still the last piece of paper.

This is also the last woman's verse.

Wang Tiezui glanced at the verses, and suddenly frowned in the next moment.

As a 'writer' in the cultivation world, Wang Tiezui's literary style is still good, and he can see the extraordinary nature of this poem at first glance.

He read it again, and his heart was even more shocked.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Tiejun said with an impatient face,

"Wang Tiezui, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and read, there are the second and third questions later. ”

Wang Tiezui came back to his senses, hugged his fist at Zhao Tiejun, and then slowly read out:

"The mist is thick and cloudy, the sorrow is eternity, the jade pillow is in the kitchen, and it is cool in the middle of the night.

On Baihua Mountain, after dusk, the wine is dark and fragrant.

Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. ”

Hearing this poem, the guests present fell into deep thought.

Moments later, someone was the first to applaud:

"It's a curtain of the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers!

"Wang Tiezui, who is this girl?"

Wang Tiezui looked down at the paper, his eyes fell on the signature at the end of the poem, and his face was even more surprised.

"Wang Tiezui, are you stupid?

Wang Tiezui smiled helplessly, "It's the first time I've seen this girl's surname." ”

'What's the name?'

Wang Tiezui smiled, "This girl's surname is unknown, and her name is unknown." ”

"Anonymous?"

What's the name?

Everyone present was stunned, but Ye Changan smiled.

On Earth, an anonymous name means not knowing a name.

Don't think about it, Ye Changan already knows who this last woman is.

Meng Qingyu!

Originally, it was said that they would meet outside the Cuihong Building when the Baimei Conference was held, but Ye Changan never saw Meng Qingyu.

Now hearing the word 'anonymous', Ye Changan immediately remembered one thing.

It was still in the Ice Spirit Emperor Sect, and Ye Changan was still using Zhao Shi's share.

At that time, Ye Changan had half a month, and he would talk with Meng Qingyu in the evening to admire the moon, and he mentioned the word 'anonymous'.

At that time, Ye Changan said with emotion, "Why do people have names?"

Meng Qingyu thought for a moment at that time and said, "Only by having a name can you distinguish who is who." ”

Ye Changan also said, "All living beings are children of heaven and earth, why do you have to distinguish them?"

At that time, Meng Qingyu didn't speak, and Ye Changan smiled: "If I can change the name again, I want to call it an anonymous name, that is, I don't know the meaning of the name." ”

Unexpectedly, now Meng Qingyu actually used such a name to participate in the Baimei Conference.

Ye Changan didn't think about it, and directly hit a ten.

This is the first 10 of the day.

Immediately afterwards, an old man with white hair slowly raised the sign in his hand, and the sign was also very ten.

Then, more tenths were raised.

Wang Tiezui nodded, he had already expected such a result.

"The results are announced below, the first question of the first round, and the score is..."

After the ranking was announced, Wang Tiezui looked around with a smile, "Next, it should be the time that you are most looking forward to." ”

"The song composed and written by the fairies is now in my hands. ”

Wang Tiezui raised a stack of papers in his hand and said with a smile: "I'll do it for everyone..."

Everyone was stunned, "Don't tell me, you will sing." ”

"I'm going to vomit, no, I'm really going to vomit, Wang Tiezui, you better go home honestly and tell the story,. ”

Especially outside the Emerald Red Building, many monks are complaining.

Among them, there are many people who have heard Wang Tiezui tell stories.

They all know that Wang Tiezui is a good storyteller, but sometimes when he talks happily, he suddenly sings.

That singing voice can be called the sound of 'heavenly'.

"He must have been locked by an angel in his last life. ”

"Others sing to ask for spirit stones, he sings to death!"

In the venue, Wang Tiezui smiled, "Just kidding with everyone, next, the fairies will sing their own songs one by one." ”

As he spoke, Wang Tiezui looked at an open room on the second floor, which was already full of well-known musicians in the city.

A gentle tune sounded, followed by an ethereal voice like a clear spring.

Whether it was inside the emerald red building or outside the building, all the monks were quiet and indulged in the beautiful singing.

Normally, to hear such a tune, there is no way to feast your ears without ten spirit stones.

Now, one beautiful song after another is circling in the Emerald Red Mansion, and it is really lingering.

This time it took a long time, and by the time Meng Qingyu finished singing, it was already nightfall, and the moonlight was falling.

The roof above the emerald red building suddenly receded in all directions, sprinkling a large amount of moonlight.

There was a woman, holding delicious food and wine, gently placed on the table in front of each distinguished guest.

Ye Changan's eyes fell on the last room on the second floor, and in it was Meng Qingyu, who was about to sing.

The musician has already picked up the piece and started playing.

As soon as the prelude sounded, Ye Changan was instantly stunned.

This familiar melody, this popular tune, this is... Blue and white porcelain?

Ye Changan couldn't cry or laugh in an instant, that's right, this blue and white porcelain was also when Ye Changan was drinking, and he was in a mood and sang it casually.

However, Meng Qingyu still changed the lyrics, and the tune was also slightly adjusted, overall, it was more beautiful.

After singing the song, the VIPs scored again, and there is no doubt that Meng Qingyu, who is pseudonymous 'anonymous', won the first place again.

There were a total of three questions in the first round, and Meng Qingyu's comprehensive score was already hundreds of points higher than that of the second place.

Not surprisingly, as long as she does not perform badly in the third question, the first place in this first round should be Meng Qingyu.

More and more people began to inquire, and they all wanted to know who this talented woman called 'Anonymous' was.

No one had ever heard of it.

The third question is to write an essay on the topic of 'monks'.

This article, through the light and shadow array, has been teleported to the huge light curtain outside the Emerald Red Building.

The articles are side by side, and the lines are either graceful, domineering, or neat handwriting that attracts the attention of all the monks.

In the Cuihong Building, Wang Tiezui slowly read out one article after another.

Almost every article is a unique insight into cultivation.

Although some ideas and opinions are immature, and even a little extreme, some articles are thought-provoking, and even Ye Changan couldn't help but recall a few of them a few more times.

Meng Qingyu's article is titled ".

In this article, she said that the monk should be true, and between the lines, what she expressed was a kind of emotion, although she did not say it explicitly, Ye Changan could hear that Meng Qingyu was thanking her for all the help she had made.

It is precisely because Meng Qingyu did not disclose Ye Changan's information in the article that the article lacks some examples, and the top three places in the third question are occupied by Hong Yaoshu, Chen Jingyuan, and Yun Shiya respectively, and Meng Qingyu only got the third.

But the overall result in the first round was still Meng Qingyu's first.

This undoubtedly deepened everyone's interest in Meng Qingyu.

"Could it be that the first place this time will be obtained by this fairy called 'Anonymous'?"

Wang Tiezui had already begun to mobilize everyone at this time.

"It seems that there are really too many surprises at this year's Baimei Conference. ”

"The anonymous fairy is brilliant, let's witness it together and see if she can win the top spot this time. ”

A pair of eyes stared at Meng Qingyu's door, and his eyes were full of light.

Every Baimei Conference is also looking for the perfect goddess in his heart.

A man who thinks he is suave will confess to the fairy in his mind, although the chance of success is very small, but it still can't dispel everyone's enthusiasm.

For example, the first in the last session, Ruan Xiangyu of the Ming Jade Sect, was taken away by an Immortal Emperor Peak, and since then he has lived a life of cultivation without shortage of resources, and he has not worried much about his safety wherever he goes.

This time, there were many women who also came to the competition with this purpose.

After all, not all of them have deep backgrounds.

"Okay, the first round is over, the top 100 are..."

A hundred names came out of Wang Tiezui's mouth, most of them were famous women, and only a few dozen were women who had become famous in recent years.

There are a few, including 'Anonymous', that no one has heard of at all.

"Then comes the most exciting moment!"

Wang Tiezui's face was full of excitement, "Second, the top 100 fairies who have qualified for our promotion are about to appear, distinguished guests, are you ready?"

"Don't be verbose, let's get started!"

Wang Tiezui was full of smiles, "Okay, then below, we will invite our fairies to appear!"

When the words landed, I saw the doors on the second floor open, and a woman slowly walked to the door.

Without exception, they are all beautiful girls with delicate faces.

They wear delicate or light makeup, with a smile on their faces, or with indifference, or cold, in short, they are thousands of charming, and their styles are different.

The only thing they had in common was that they all attracted the attention of a large number of monks.

Especially outside the Emerald Red Building, a monk couldn't help but exclaim.

At this time, the moonlight was just right, but the faces of these women were more beautiful and white than the moonlight.

As everyone's eyes swept over the face of a woman, they finally rested on the face of a veiled woman.

It's none other than Meng Qingyu.

Li Yun stood up, his Adam's apple stirred, "What's your name, take off the veil and let us see." ”

Meng Qingyu frowned slightly, ignored Li Yun, but glanced at Ye Chang'an, his eyes flashing with indescribable clues.

Seeing that Meng Qingyu ignored himself, Li Yun's expression was very unsightly, "The second round is a comparison of appearance, what do you mean by wearing a veil?"

Meng Qingyu lightly opened his lips, and his voice was full of coldness,

"You don't deserve to look at my face. ”

There were many VIPs who laughed out loud instantly, and naturally there were people among them who were not afraid of Li Yunfen.

"Li Yun, I heard it, people say you are not worthy. ”

Meng Qingyu shook his head again, "I mean, you are not worthy. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and then they stood up one by one and scolded angrily: "What is your name, you are so vulgar, you are not qualified to participate in the Baimei Conference!"

A trace of disgust flashed in Meng Qingyu's eyes, "My name is Anonymous, and here, only one person is qualified to see my face. ”

It's no wonder that Meng Qingyu would change his mind and say such impolite things.

Just because of the so-called VIPs present, the light in their eyes was frivolous, which made people disgusted.

Meng Qingyu looked directly at Ye Changan, and suddenly said softly: "You say, who is the most beautiful?"

Ye Changan was stunned, and found that everyone's eyes were looking at him, coughed twice, and couldn't cry or laugh:

"Ahem, that, anonymous fairy, I don't know you, I don't know what you look like, so I don't know who is the most beautiful. ”

When these words came out, Ye Changan felt that the killing intent around him was a little lighter, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart a little helplessly.

Meng Qingyu, which one did you get?