Duan Mingyu took the number into his arms, and without looking at it, he went straight inside.

"Slow, slow ......down," the master hurriedly stopped him and said with a smile: "Duan Gongzi, according to the rules of this conference, please make a convenient ......"

"Convenient? What's convenient? Duan Mingyu was puzzled.

"Yao ......" Master pointed behind him, Duan Mingyu looked back, and saw a big sign standing there: "Finalists, please pay five taels of tea in advance." ”

rì, grab money, Duan Mingyu was startled and turned around and said, "Isn't Wenchanghui based on the fundamental purpose of chanting poetry?" Why do you have to collect money again? And is there no royal law? ”

The master sneered: "What is not fundamental, we don't know, but this is the rule set by Cheng Zhiyuan, the assassin of Songzhou, if you want to participate in this Wenchang meeting, you can't violate it, we are only responsible for the cashier, and you can consult the relevant people for other things." ”

"Lao Tzu and Cheng Zhiyuan are good brothers, can this be waived?" Duan Mingyu said with a flattering face.

"It is precisely because you and Lord Cheng are good brothers that Lord Cheng specially greeted him, if it is Duan Gongzi, he must pay ten taels of silver for tea!"

Speechless, Cheng Zhiyuan, the old fox, is also a good hand at catching money, hehe, you squeezed me ten taels of silver today, and I will definitely let you repay it countless times when you come.

"Take it, don't look for it." Duan Mingyu shook his wrist, and a snow-glittering silver fell into the master's hand, and he walked forward in a dashing manner. The two masters looked at the silver in their hands and looked at each other, your ingot is only ten taels, look for a fart.

This long pavilion is built along the river, all of them are made of bamboo, the Qintan River is sparkling, the boats are like shuttles, and the scenery is very charming. Sitting in the pavilion, the sparkling water, the breeze is gentle, and it is very clean. Forty or fifty talented people had already gathered in this pavilion, all of them were radiant, extraordinary, and felt good about themselves.

Duan Mingyu grabbed an honest genius next to him and said, "Brother Tai, how is this poetry competition going on?" ”

"Brother, you don't even know the rules of the Poetry Club?" The genius looked at him strangely and said, "This is also interesting." ”

"This, the younger brother is not good at writing, he just came in to see it, and he didn't care much about the rules, and asked the brother to correct it. Oh, in the next paragraph Mingyu, I haven't asked my brother Taigao's surname for his name. Duan Mingyu hurriedly said.

"In the Lower Wu Superman. It turned out to be Brother Duan. Wu Chaoren nodded and said: "This rule is also simple, first of all, we are about to conduct the first round of written examinations, also known as the second audition, well, the famous thorn in your hand is the first audition." ”

Auditions and judges? Duan Mingyu somewhat understood. This is equivalent to each region selecting the top players and then advancing to the Grand Final. Damn, this is a typical draft style, it's really simple and practical. The competition is also fair, and there is no room for fraud. Wu Chaoren continued, "If you fail in this written test, the rest of the losers will have a chance to re-enter the team and rematch, but if they are eliminated again, they can only choose to leave." ”

This is the repechage match, Cheng Zhiyuan, the old fox, is so talented, this kind of trick can also come out.

Duan Mingyu nodded: "This is fair." Oh, Brother Wu, have you ever raced? ”

Wu Chaoren smiled bitterly: "Don't tell Brother Duan, I played abnormally in the last round." Ranked third out of 10, he lost his qualification once, and now he is waiting for his last chance. ”

The third out of ten? This ranking is really sad. Duan Mingyu shook his head helplessly and said, "Brother Wu, don't be so worried, I believe you will definitely advance in the next round." ”

Duan Mingyu chatted with Wu Chaoren for a while, and he was not very clear about the competition system after promotion. But it's the current level that is the most important.

Duan Mingyu laughed a few times in his heart, this poetry competition will be decent, and Cheng Zhiyuan also has some talent for hype.

Sure enough, just as Duan Mingyu envisioned, the items used in this long pavilion, even the tables, chairs and benches were all available. This competition has to rely on its own ability, and after a while, a group of talented people were sent a test paper, Duan Mingyu glanced at this group of people, it is estimated that it is also the material that will be eliminated in the audition, Duan Mingyu doesn't care, Cheng Junyu only said to let him participate, but did not say that he wanted him to advance, just do his best.

He sat there and drank a few cups of tea leisurely, dozed off for a while, and saw that the talents in front of him were almost promoted and eliminated, so he took a moment to gather ten people with Wu Chaoren to line up.

Duan Mingyu unfolded the test paper and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing, this is also called an exam question? It's so simple, isn't it just filling in the blanks with ancient poems, indicating that there is no pressure, Lao Tzu has done a lot of such questions before. Duan Mingyu lifted the brush, didn't look at it, and directly wrote about the dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

After Duan Mingyu finished doing it, there was still most of the time left, and he glanced at the scroll of the brother next to him, cough cough, this trick is naturally a peerless magic skill that he practiced when he was studying.

A glimmer of jīng flashed in Duan Mingyu's eyes, and his gaze fell on this benevolent brother's scroll, almost falling to the ground in an instant.

The first question, the beauty of the gentleman chéngrén, let me fill in the following sentence, this brother is wonderful, and directly answered: The villain wins people's love.

I won't say this sentence, and the latter sentence is even more infuriating. The title is "Three Thousand Beauties of the Harem", and the answer written by this benevolent brother is "Iron rods will also be sharpened into needles". Ahem, you can't be so evil!

Seeing this, Duan Mingyu couldn't help but continue to look at it, it was really strange every year, and there were especially many of them this year. The title of this topic is, "The Egret Flies in Front of the Xisai Mountain", and this strange brother Tai wrote, "The turtle climbs by the river in the East Village".

The ancestors are a plank, and the answer is quite neat.

Duan Mingyu turned his head and looked at Wu Chaoren's test paper on the other side.

Poof, Duan Mingyu was messy again, Wu Chaoren's first question was "I was born to be useful", Wu Chaoren showed his magic at a critical moment, and replied: "The mouse son can make holes"

The second theme is a couplet, and the upper couplet is the hero's sword is not old. Wu Chaoren's next couplet is: The old lady is especially rich.

The third question is even simpler, but Duan Mingyu still spewed blood thunder, the title is, peeping at the leopard in the tube, I'm dizzy, isn't the next sentence "visible"! But the answer to this indisputable thing is "peep at the leopard in the tube, scare me"

The next topic is still the famous sentence of the ages, "grape wine luminous glass", the answer to these two goods is: there are a lot of money beauties.

Wu Chaoren is still writing hard, occasionally scratching his head and scratching his ears, and suddenly this guy's eyes lit up, the topic is, the old man and the old man, Wu Chaoren picked up the pen and wrote: Wife, my wife and the wife of people.

Lao Tzu can only say that Comrade Wu Chaoren is particularly dedicated to the gods.

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