readx;? The selection process is in order...... A total of four groups of submissions were completed throughout the day, not because the efficiency of the review team was high, but because the total number of manuscripts in the group today was relatively small, so the completion was faster. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the third day, the leader of the eighth group finished his manuscript, packed up, and left the projection booth.

The leader of the ninth group came to the projection booth and said, "There are more manuscripts to be selected in this group! There are more than 160 in total. Everyone's worked hard!"

Chang Yi smiled and said, "Team Leader Bai, aren't you usually quite picky? I originally thought that you could choose the least number of manuscripts this time, but you still got the most." Hehehe! It's unusual! Don't have your relatives here!"

The members of the judging team laughed.

Team Leader Bai smiled: "Chairman Chang, in fact, it's not just you who didn't expect it. I really have a lot of good manuscripts here, or you can take a look at it later, if you were in my position, would you be as entangled as I am? Why don't you take a look at this one? ”

After Team Leader Bai finished speaking, he took out the first manuscript and put it under the camera...... A row of handwriting, clearly reflected on a huge projection screen.

The quatrain two yellow orioles sing green willows, a line of egrets on the blue sky, the window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is anchored in the south of the Yangtze River.

The members of the judging team nodded their heads when they saw these words......

Yu Rongdao: "The author of this poem dares to use the genre as a name. It's very domineering!"

Luo Jinsheng said: "Don't blame people for being domineering! The writing is really good." The use of Pingqian is very ancient, and it can be said that there are boards and eyes!"

Wu Changhao said: "The use of the two-word rhyme is very traditional, and it is a bit of everyone's style. It's a great piece! Yes, very good. ”

Chang Yi took a closer look and said: "It's a submission from Zhonghai No. 1 Middle School! Very good! The preliminaries and finals of this competition were held in Zhonghai City. If we can choose a work from Zhonghai City, I believe that the city government can still say it. Let's talk about it, but it's still not?"

The judges looked at each other...... Said in unison: "Pass!"

Hearing this, Team Leader Bai put the work aside. He took out another one and projected it onto the screen.

Sitting alone in Erlong Mountain, the birds fly high, the lonely cloud goes to idle, and they don't get tired of looking at each other, only Erlong Mountain.

Luo Jinsheng showed a little surprised expression and said, "It's rare that the Five Absolute can write so well!"

Yu Rong said: "That's right! The spiritual realm of this poem is extremely high! The birds are flying high, and the lonely clouds are idle. It's just amazing!"

Wu Changhao said: "I don't get tired of seeing each other, there is only Erlong Mountain." To tell the truth, this anthropomorphic way of writing seems to mean something! I believe that only the author himself knows what it means. ”

The team leaders of the review team also nodded their heads and expressed their affirmation.

Chang Yi looked at it and said strangely: "It's the work of Zhonghai City No. 1 Middle School again! This school has a very high cultural heritage! The two capitals in a row are good works." Well, what do you mean, it's still too much. ”

The members of the judging team said in unison: "Yes!"

Hearing this, Team Leader Bai put the work aside. Another song was taken out and projected onto the screen.

On the afternoon of the day of the hoeing of the farmers, the sweat drops of the grass went to the soil, who knew that the Chinese food on the plate was hard work.

The members of the judging team frowned when they saw this poem...... I muttered about it, and I didn't feel anything at first, but then the more I read it, the more I felt it.

Yu Rong said: "Ah, when I first read this poem, I didn't feel anything good. But the more I look at it, the more extraordinary it feels! It's simple, but it's very good in comparison! What do you see?"

Wu Changhao rubbed the stubble under his handle, frowned, took a deep breath, and said after a while: "It's really good! Don't look at the simple sentences, but the ideological realm is very high! There is also a little irony." ”

Luo Jinsheng nodded and said, "Yes! Who knows that Chinese food is hard work." It even feels a bit angry when it reads. It's a boutique!"

Chang Yi looked at it and frowned: "It's strange! It's actually the work of Zhonghai City No. 1 Middle School again." Class 12 of the first grade, Wu Jie. Look at the two works of Zhonghai City No. 1 Middle School just now. Who wrote it!"

Team Leader Bai took a look at it and said, "All of them are in the twelfth class a year! One is called Zhao Zhijun! The other is called Lu Zhiquan!"

Chang Yi said: "I didn't expect that Zhonghai City No. 1 Middle School would have such three powerful people, and they were in the same class." How could it be such a coincidence!...... Chang Yi groaned for a moment and said, "You see!

Luo Jinsheng said: "Yes! This song must be passed." This poem is very educational!"

The members of the judging team nodded at the same time.

Hearing this, Team Leader Bai put the work aside. Another song was taken out and projected onto the screen.

Yongliu jasper is made into a tree high, ten thousand hanging down the green silk, I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

After Luo Jinsheng finished reading, he said "oh": "I didn't expect this author to dare to use the ancient poem of the same name by Li Wanfu, the saint of the New Dynasty! I'm so confident!"

Wu Changhao said: "Although it is also Yongliu! This Yongliu, I think the strength is not lower than Li Wanfu's Yongliu." ”

Yu Rong said: "If you want me to say, this poem is going to surpass Li Wanfu in terms of artistic conception." ”

Wu Changhaoqi said: "Why do you say that?"

Yu Rong said: "Look! In the first two sentences, the jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down. It is a completely anthropomorphic sentence! A woman from a small jasper family, swaying in a crony, writes about willows from such an elegant perspective, who has ever seen it? It can be said that these first two sentences have brought the whole poem to life! The last two sentences are also original, with questions and answers, and it can be said that they are unique! I think this poem is going to become the first place in the works of the willow genre. ”

Hearing Yu Rong say this, the members of the review team, after a closer look, saw that this poem was indeed extraordinary, and nodded one after another, admiring the author's imagination.

Chang Yi glanced at the author and said curiously: "Why is it in this class again? Xu Yiming! The level of poetry in this class is very high! Is it a coincidence, or is it a good teacher's guidance?"

Luo Jinsheng said: "This is not clear! But this kind of thing, just because people are in the same class, they are not allowed to produce good works in a row!"

Chang Yi said: "That's right! I just feel a little weird. How could it be such a coincidence......! What's everyone's attitude, over or over?"

Everyone nodded and said, "Pass!"

Hearing this, Team Leader Bai put the work aside. Another song was taken out and projected onto the screen.

Peach blossoms with human faces In this door last year, the peach blossoms on the human face reflected each other, and the peach blossoms did not know where to go, and the peach blossoms were still smiling in the spring breeze.

After everyone in the judging team saw it, the room was silent...... To be continued.