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On the Yilian blog, many people are waiting for it, although the shadow of the author is gone, but the two classic novels left behind make them worth watching and recalling.

However, there will be a moment when it stops, and when it comes to the end, there will always be inexplicable sadness, as if there is a memory called loss, which wants to be forgotten, but it finally stops in the heart.

"I don't know when the new book will be opened, I really can't wait." Du Yuchen shook his head and glanced at the poetry contest, although there are no novels to read, but fortunately, there is such an entertainment program, but it can also pass the time of book shortage.

"Knights, Bu Changkong, Chaoren, Wu Yingjie, hey, I didn't expect these people to appear too?" Du Yuchen saw many names in the competition, these people have a place in the poetry arena in the empire, and he didn't expect to attract these people.

"The charm of Yuda is really not something that ordinary people can understand, and this ability is one of the best in the empire." Du Yuchen smacked his lips, but he was looking forward to the poetry contest, and he didn't know who would win the first place in the end.

"Qingchengzi, this poem is also a masterpiece, but it still lacks fire." Yilian's blog specially invited some masters, one of whom was a member of the Imperial Royal Literary Society, Qi Fengtian.

Qi Fengtian is in his fifties, and he has dedicated most of his life to the literary career, among which he has published two poetry collections, "Pastoral Poems" and "Eternal Rivers", both of which have sold more than 5 million copies.

"Old Qi, how about reading this?" Another judge handed over the manuscript with both hands and showed it to Qi Fengtian.

"Well, yes, it's very beautiful in artistic conception, and the text is a lot more sophisticated, hey, it turned out to be a chaotic poem, no wonder it will be better." Qi Fengtian nodded, but he didn't praise it, he just looked at it twice and put it aside, and he didn't know what he thought.

Qi Fengtian glanced at more than a dozen poems in a row, some of them seemed naïve, some of them were just beautiful words but had no connotation, some of them had artistic conception but the writing was not good, there were more or less things lacking, and he didn't really grasp the degree of poetry.

Qi Fengtian shook his head, "Is there really no one in the empire who can write good poems?" ”

"Show me that piece again." Qi Fengtian pointed to a blank piece of paper on the table and said, the rest of the judges saw it, smiled bitterly, and handed it to him.

"Gently I'm gone, gently I'm coming......", Qi Fengtian couldn't help but read it again, and then took the case, "The empire needs such works, if you can write such works, why don't you worry about poetry not prospering." ”

"This ......", everyone shook their heads and sighed, how difficult.

"Originally, I didn't plan to accept the invitation of Yilian Blog, but I still came, it was such a poem, which led me over, this poem, it can be said to be a classic poem in the imperial poetry circle, even if it is placed in the world, it can't bury its classics, I heard that this poem is just written casually for an amateur novel, just to supplement a sentence quoted in the novel, I really don't know how talented the author is."

"If I could, I would like to meet that person and see who can write such a classic poem."

After Qi Fengtian finished speaking, he turned his mind to the poem manuscript on the side again, and repeatedly mentioned and put it down one by one, and after several times in succession, he finally found a more alternative and prominent poem - "Looking Back at Jiangnan".

"Looking Back on the South of the Yangtze River" is completed with three small poems, each of which echoes from beginning to end, like a small river flowing slowly, moistening the heart and moistening the dry soil.

The fresh and concise sentences, vivid images and rich meanings, are also a superb work.

"Whose is this?"

"Qiu Yanjie's."

"It turned out to be his, I didn't expect such a poem to come out in his old age, it seems that he didn't spend a lot of time, if I didn't guess wrong, this time the champion is him." Qi Fengtian nodded, he liked it very much, but it was a little lacking that Qiu Yanjie was older than him, and he had never worked, and his life was a little poor, so that he had more and more experience two years ago and wrote a lot of good works.

Those works are compared to this one, but they are not bad, but, according to Qi Fengtian's eyes, this one is better than Qiu Yanjie's previous works, "If it is another ten years, maybe he will also become a member of the Imperial Royal Literary Association, but it's a pity." ”

Qi Fengtian smiled bitterly and continued to read other poems.

Yilian Blog commented on the poems in an orderly manner, put the good ones aside, put the bad ones on the other side, put some characteristic classics in front, and finally look at them one by one.

And Chen Chen and his teammates were fighting fiercely in the last link.

Fighting songs, science students have been defeated by the Department of Liberal Arts, in order to compete for the real first, the two departments came to a comprehensive competition, for no other reason, just because the instructors of the Department of Liberal Arts came out of the eight military regions of the empire, and they specialized in singing, strong strength, so that the students of the Department of Science had to unite as one to fight against this powerful opponent.

It's just a pity that within a few rounds, he was defeated by several players selected by liberal arts students, and finally had to focus on the team of the liberal arts department.

"I stood on the hill, guarding the frontier, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, warm and cold, wearing a green military uniform, looking at my homeland and guarding my hometown." As soon as the song ended, Meng Churen's face turned into a flower.

This is already the seventh song of the confrontation, this is already his latest new work, if there is no song to sing over there, then, this time, the champion is likely to be his own team, Meng Churen looked at the field a little far away from him, and the corners of his mouth were a little disdainful.

Tian Ye looked nervously at Chen Chen's side, his hands clenched tightly, because the last military song he taught just now had already been sung by Chen Chen and them, and now, his face showed deep helplessness, and then he released it again.

As soon as Chen Chen and Zhang Han saw the field in which they were blaming themselves, they turned their eyes to their team members, Chen Chen made a revelation movement with both hands, and saw twenty or thirty people open their mouths at the same time and start singing.

"Unity is strength

……”

As soon as the words fell, Meng Churen's expression was instantly sluggish, "Impossible, how can they have such a song that is very suitable for the army, such a simple and majestic tune, how can they not hear any news at all?" ”

Xiao Changwu stood on the side of the field, he wanted to comfort the field, but he didn't expect them to have such a majestic and heroic song, he turned his eyes to the field, wanting to ask for an understanding, but at first glance, he saw the confused look in the eyes of the field.

"They, I...... Such songs were not taught, how could they sing them? Tian Ye muttered to himself, and then he was so excited that he couldn't calm his current mood.

"Perhaps, if I can stay in the army this time, then, I will definitely not be decadent again, I will definitely end that organization with my own hands, and avenge my former comrades-in-arms, and I should cherish it, just like cherish this victory in front of me."

Tian Ye's belief was firmer, and Xiao Changwu on the side was also happy, looking at Chen Chen's team with Tian Ye, the surging voice made him seem to remember the scene of just joining the army drill, when he was frustrated, there were teammates to encourage, and when he was happy, some teammates shouted cheers, and the strength of unity and cohesion gathered in his heart and was warm.

"Unity is strength." Meng Churen's face was solemn, "The next situation, it seems that something is not good, since they can sing the first song, I don't know if they can sing the second song, and I, for this battle, in order not to discredit the eight military regions of the empire, fortunately, I have created three new songs, and it still comes in handy." ”

"It's up to them to come up with two more songs, otherwise, we will still grab the first one." Meng Churen's eyes looked eagerly at the team he taught, everything, all up to them, Meng Churen clenched his fists, because his second new song had been sung: "Imperial soldiers are like city walls, guarding every inch of the empire's soil, exchanging sincere blood for peace, and not letting the enemy rampant......"

The voice as sharp and strong as the eyes of an eagle adds a lot of polish to this "Imperial Soldier", and the lyrics are also ambitious, adding to the image of a tough soldier guy.

Chen Chen stared at the other team, his palms were all sweaty, "That instructor is really very powerful, but even so, I won't back down, for the sake of Instructor Tian's future and expectations, can I watch the victory slip away from my eyes, no, it is impossible." ”

Zhang Hanyi also had a solemn expression, a slight wrinkle appeared on her beautiful pretty face, she just looked at Chen Chen, Chen Chen gave her a smile, and her fingers made a reassuring gesture slightly, Zhang Hanyi's face was much better.

After the opposite team finished singing, those classmates even looked at Chen Chen with provocative eyes, especially when someone really instigated Chen Chen's team to sing it quickly, otherwise the winner would belong to them.

Chen Chen silently made a gesture, and his uniform movements seemed to cut through the space in front of him, and the loud singing instantly penetrated the playground of Nuoda, and the sound of impact was extremely loud.

"One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four is like a song

Green Barracks Green Barracks taught me

The singing is shaking and moving

Singing happily

……

One two three four

Warrior's song

warrior

Warrior's song

One, two, three, four"

After singing a song, everyone fell silent, and then burst into warm applause, which lasted for a long time.

Meng Churen couldn't help but applaud, the rhythm of this song was bright and cheerful, obviously much better than his own song just now, he couldn't help but glance at the field, it turns out that he is so talented? It's still so conservative and low-key, and it's only now that it's taken out.

But looking at the excited appearance of the field, and the confused color, the question became bigger and bigger, "Who is it?" Who did it? You must find him out and dig him up to the troops, how can such a talented person be buried? ”

The story still has to continue, although the two teams have been fighting for a long time, but there must always be a result, and besides, you can also hear so many unprecedented military songs, feel the life of the army, and imagine the military posture of the soldiers, all of which are enjoyable.