Yun Haisheng looked at the top 100 poems that came up, and when he saw the poem "Will Enter the Wine", he stood up excitedly on the spot and applauded: "Good poem!

Yun Haisheng read and watched this poem, and tasted it again and again.

The more I look at it, the more I like it.

I don't know which genius's poems see the world so thoroughly and live so freely.

Song Jintao admired this poem in his heart, but when he saw the name, the whole person was not good. Isn't this the person Wu Shao said?

Why did this kid offend the eldest young master?

Want to ruin the bright future of the literary world?

He thought about it, and Yun Haisheng on the side kept muttering: "This poem is not the first place, who is? This is the real free and easy, this is the real magnificence." ”

Yun Haisheng is particularly obsessed with poetry.

Song Jintao was about to cry, at the level of this poem, if he gave a low score, he would definitely be discovered......

Literati attach great importance to integrity, and if he is found to have listened to Wu Shao's words, he does not know how many literati will despise him in the future.

Song Jintao has the heart to die, why did Wu Shao find him?

……

"Half of the judges' scores are scored. Leng Rushuang explained.

Leng Rushuang looked at Jiang Ming and said, "But everyone is not an ordinary person, and the tasting level is good." You can't go wrong with the estimates. ”

These voters are not ordinary people, they are all great talents.

The level of appreciation of people is definitely higher than that of ordinary people, so much so that they don't know where to go.

Jiang Ming hooked his lips and smiled, and sent a text message to Song Wenbo in advance: "First." ”

At this time, Song Wenbo, who was in the editorial department of "Zhiya" in Beijing, saw this news and jumped up on the spot after reviewing the draft.

"First, Jiang Ming, this kid has two hits!"

Song Wenbo was so excited that he seemed to have won the first place.

He boasted of being a literary genius back then, and he was proud of his talents, and no one looked down on him.

As a result, he finished 26th in this competition!

This Jiang Ming actually won the first place?

Song Wenbo wanted to set off firecrackers for Jiang Ming.

A beautiful editor in the editorial department raised her head and said with some surprise: "Editor-in-chief, are you mistaken? A talented man I know also went to participate, and the deduction message he just sent me said that Jiang Ming's total score seems to be ranked second." ”

What?

Jiang Ming fooled him?

At this time, Jiang Ming looked at the freshly baked judges' results expressionlessly.

There are a total of ten judges, all of whom are well-known poets in the contemporary Chinese poetry scene. No matter how low you play, there are 90 points.

As a result, a poet named Song Jintao directly gave 80 points! Directly lowered the total score and fell to second place.

No way!

Jiang Ming stared at Song Jintao, feeling a little depressed.

He remembered that he didn't have a vendetta against him, right? He hadn't seen him at all.

Xiao Shuhang laughed so much that his stomach almost hurt, and he said with a smile: "Brother Jiang, I said it, there is no first." Everyone likes it, but the judges don't necessarily like it. ”

If he can't get the first place, forget it, anyway, he won't let Jiang Ming get his way!

Yun Haisheng said with some surprise: "Mr. Song, you scored eighty points, is this score too low?"

A group of judges around him nodded their heads. If you don't like it, it's too low, right?

Song Jintao scolded Wu Yong in his heart, but his face was indifferent: "As the saying goes, 'there is no first in literature, no second in martial arts', Mr. Yun has always liked majestic poems, but what you like does not mean that others also like it." For this "Jiangnan", both the description and its artistic conception are the best products in this competition. ”

Yun Haisheng shook his head and said a little impatiently: "Mr. Song, having said that, your eighty points are indeed a bit too low. He understands the truth that Wen Wuyi is the first, but this Song Jintao is a bit too much to wear small shoes for Jiang Ming openly.

Song Jintao said meaningfully when he heard this: "I heard that Poet Yun seems to know Jiang Ming, a poet, and he has special respect for his "Treatise on the Monarch"?"

The eyes of the people around looked at Yun Haisheng and changed slightly......

Indeed, I think that the poet Yunhaisheng has a special respect for Jiang Ming's "Treatise on the Monarch". ”

"When I first came here today, the two of them were still chatting together. How curious the cloud poet is, we don't care to greet him. A genius said sourly.

Yun Qian, who was watching the excitement from the sidelines, chuckled in his heart, couldn't it be that he hurt Sect Master Jiang?

Yun Haisheng was born in the Yun family, a martial arts family, although he is a poet, but under the influence of his ears and eyes, his temper is also a little irritable.

Yun Haisheng's face turned cold, slapped the judges' table, and said angrily: "What does Song Shishi mean by this that I am cheating?"

Song Jintao smiled faintly: "Poet Yun, I didn't say this. ”

Mao Yifan stood beside Jiang Ming and couldn't help but say, "This ...... Is this going to be a quarrel?"

Song Jintao looked at the poem "Jiangnan" and exclaimed: "This poem is well deserved, and the word 'green' turns the invisible spring breeze into an image, which is particularly expressive! It can be called the finishing touch of this poem, the most wonderful." ”

The people around nodded.

The word "green" in this poem is the most wonderful!

Suddenly, Jiang Ming said coldly: "Judge Song said very well, from ancient times to the present, 'there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts', but some people use this banner to score indiscriminately. ”

As soon as Jiang Ming said this, the atmosphere at the scene was a little condensed.

This is the rhythm of directly hitting the judges.

Song Jintao scolded Wu Yong in his heart, and said kindly: "I accept Jiang's doubts, but I always think that this song "Jiangnan" is better. "If he listens to Wu Yong's words and puts him outside the top three, it is estimated that he will be drowned by everyone in the literary world, one by one.

Xiao Shuhang said directly: "Jiang Ming, are you going to contradict your predecessors like this?"

In Xiao Shuhang's view, this achievement is already a sure thing.

Anyway, I haven't seen the judges revise their results.

The literati have a good face, how can they change it easily?

Leng Rushuang, who had been quiet, walked out and said, "Judges, I don't think I'm qualified to take this first place." ”

Everyone was surprised, and their eyes all fell on Leng Rushuang.

"This seems to be the young lady of the Leng family in the capital, right? The Leng family has been a scholar for generations, and all of them are talented and talented women. ”

"Oh, that Leng Rushuang is a well-known talented girl in the capital, who will take her if she doesn't take the first? Anyway, I just like her song "Jiangnan", I think she is the first!" a young poetess added.

Leng Rushuang said calmly: "Because...... The word 'green' was changed for me just now. ”

The crowd that had been noisy just now was completely quiet, and they looked at the cold frost in amazement.

Xiao Shuhang's smile completely stiffened.

Song Jintao stood up directly and said incredulously: "The 'green' character of the finishing touch was changed by Jiang Ming for you?"

Leng Rushuang nodded: "Yes, I have been very distressed by this word in this poem, just ten minutes before the start of the game." My friend Mr. Jiang Ming took a look at it for me and changed it for me. ”

Everyone looked at Jiang Ming blankly.

Follow...... Changed casually?

Or ten minutes before the start of the game?

Just this one word, can they think about it for a month?!

Leng Rushuang groaned, and continued to throw a bomb that shocked everyone: "If I'm not mistaken, this song "Will Enter the Wine" was also composed by him on the spot. ”

When Yun Haisheng heard this, the pen in his hand fell to the ground, and he didn't know it.

Everyone's face changed dramatically.

That's genius, isn't it?

Leng Rushuang stared at Jiang Ming and asked, "This poem was written by you on the spot?"

Jiang Ming put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "What the game is made is not enough to be elegant. ”

Everyone was silent, and there was a blush on their faces.

Isn't that enough to be elegant?

So what is theirs?

Garbage?

Yun Haisheng glanced at Yun Qian, and was extremely grateful to this nephew who only knew martial arts and witchcraft for really introducing a talent!

Yun Haisheng took a breath, smiled and said to the stunned Song Jintao: "Mr. Song, what do you think of the score now?"

Under everyone's gaze, Song Jintao had a bitter face and changed the score hard.

Song Jintao almost hated Wu Yong to death.

It's all his fault!

A man gasped and muttered, "This is the first time that the judges of the Chinese Youth Poetry Contest have changed their results, right?"

It's really the first one!

There is no one before and no one after us!

Jiang Ming looked at Xiao Shuhang, who was stunned, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, I said before that literature is like martial arts, and it also depends on talent. Now, can you take it?"