Jiang Xiaoshi really thinks this poem is good, but she doesn't know, not that many people here have heard of this poem, because this poem also has an allusion, and it is also a very popular poem in this world, this is a poem that is almost read at every Mid-Autumn Festival party, so many people are familiar with it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, because Jiang Xiaoshi is not from this world, this is the first time she has heard this poem.

This poem is called "Mid-Autumn Festival Greetings", which is a famous poem by the world's famous poet Wang Dao, this poem is mainly written about Wang Dao's friends who miss his hometown in other places, as well as his own teacher, expressing his longing for his hometown.

After the poem was read, the dean of Xinghe Academy came to the stage to speak, and after he finished speaking, the vice dean also went up to speak two sentences, and then the Mid-Autumn Festival party officially began.

"Today's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is not only about appreciating poetry and admiring the moon, we also have a special event, which is an interactive activity, whether it is every guest teacher on our stage, or every student under the stage can participate, and our Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is still through the live webcast, and some friends outside the interaction, this is also a voting link, the audience outside the venue and the students on the scene each have a vote, everyone can vote for the best poetry tonight, and the audience or students outside the venue, There is also a chance to get comments from the teachers on the scene, so we now have to ask the first teacher, Ms. Xi Lerong, to recite a new poem "Remembering Autumn" for everyone. ”

After the hostess explained the rules to everyone first, Xi Lerong stepped forward and recited a poem, just one of his originals, which was not badly written, and after he finished reading, the audience erupted in warm applause.

Jiang Xiaoshi also applauded, this poem is really well written, although she doesn't like Xi Lerong, but she doesn't deny that this person is really literate.

"Okay, thank you Teacher Xi Lerong for reading us such a good poem, and then we have asked Teacher Zhou Hongzhuo to bring us a poem."

After speaking, the host stepped aside, Zhou Hongzhuo also walked up and read a poem, Jiang Xiaoshi also listened carefully, but he felt that this poem was not as good as the poem just now.

Whether it is a poem or a word, it will only take a few minutes after reading it, so soon the eight teachers should finish reading their works, including not only ancient poems, but also many modern poems, it is undeniable that these people can rely on poetry to reach the ranks of fourth- and fifth-tier stars, and they all have some skills, so Jiang Xiaoshi did not underestimate them.

But what she thinks, others don't think so.

"Okay, several teachers have finished reading their works, and now our voting channel has been opened, you can vote for all teachers through our school's webcast platform, and each person can vote for one vote."

The hostess said.

"We can see that there are also a lot of original poems on the online platform, and now we have asked Mr. Zhou Hongzhuo to comment on these poems."

The male host continued, and then Zhou Hongzhuo stood up from his seat again and walked next to the host, and the host also hit the things on his computer on the big screen so that the students in the audience could see it clearly.

"Mr. Zhou, I look at this poem well, what do you think?"

The male host also knows a little bit about poetry, so he immediately picked out one of them that he thought was better written and asked Zhou Hongzhuo to comment on it.

"Well, the poem is well written, but there are still some minor problems in it."

Zhou Hongzhuo took a closer look at the poem, and then pointed out some of the problems in three or two sentences.

"If you look at this poem, although it looks good on the surface, but if you read it carefully, you will find that in fact, there are some problems with the plainness of this poem, it is a poem written in imitation, if I am not mistaken, this poem should be written in imitation of "Lunar New Year", ......"

After all, Zhou Hongzhuo is also a famous poet in the poetry world, he has read many poems and even memorized them, and this "New Year" is also a relatively famous poem, so he only read it twice before he recognized it.

"So that's the case, if Teacher Zhou doesn't say it, I really can't see it, the teacher deserves to be a teacher."

At this time, the hostess also spoke, and she didn't know if she really didn't know or pretended, but looking at the smug expression on Zhou Hongzhuo's face, she obviously liked to hear this kind of thing.

"In fact, as long as you read more poems, you can quickly see whether it was written by an amateur."

Zhou Hongzhuo said proudly.

"I see, what do you think of this amateur poem, Mr. Zhou?"

At this time, the male host also asked.

"Well, this poem is written quite well, except for some small mistakes in Pingxuan, there is no other problem in general, I saw a person named Jiang Xiaoshi before, the kind of poetry written is called a real amateur, I really don't know what courage she has to put her poems on Weibo."

Zhou Hongzhuo was proud for a while, and didn't care what the occasion was, he just said it directly.

And when he said the name Jiang Xiaoshi, some of the students in the audience looked at Jiang Xiaoshi's direction in astonishment, because of the last entrance exam, everyone has some impressions of this name, they remember what the teacher said last time, Jiang Xiaoshi can also write poems, but now it is taken to the school's Mid-Autumn Festival party as a negative teaching material.

"Then what is wrong with Mr. Zhou's poem by Jiang Xiaoshi?"

The male host obviously didn't know Jiang Xiaoshi, and when he saw Zhou Hongzhuo say it, he also asked.

"Hehe, who is really an amateur, not even an amateur."

Zhou Hongzhuo criticized without any mercy.

"Damn, what is that old man talking about, the poetry of the little poem is not good? Her poems have saved people, and I don't think your old man is called good! ”

Jiang Xiaoshi hadn't said anything yet, Tan Mengmeng next to her couldn't stand it anymore, and said disdainfully.

"Even if I don't sound like the poem he just had, but can Xiao Shi really write poetry?"

Wang Kexin also said angrily, and only after finishing speaking did he turn his head to look at Jiang Xiaoshi and asked, everyone was speechless, don't you know what you are yelling about?

"Look at this is a poem written by Xiao Shi."

Tan Mengmeng reluctantly took out her mobile phone, flipped through a poem on Weibo, and said.

"I'll see."

Wang Kexin took the phone and said! (To be continued.) )