In the crowd, Sima Wei's whole person was even more in a trance.

When Dr. Zhao read out the Yiku Poetry Society, her beautiful willow eyebrows instantly raised her high, and she was also stunned by the sudden accident, and looked at Dr. Zhao on the high platform who was congratulating the shortlisted poetry club, she couldn't hear anything, couldn't think of anything, and all that was circling in her heart was deep disbelief.

Calculated in every way, step by step, and even invited my brother to help in person, but I didn't expect that in the end, the bamboo basket was empty, and the Yiku Poetry Society passed the test smoothly.

This...... It's just a matter of passing the level, but I didn't expect that the Yiku Poetry Society still passed the first round, and when the moon was made, it was listed as the best in the first round, and it was a big joke in the world!

Is this a little greasy?

Thinking of this possibility, Sima Wei's eyes gradually regained a glimmer of light, and she couldn't help but ask what kind of poems the Yiku Poetry Society had written, and won the first round of the first round.

However, what she didn't expect was that someone was faster than her, and a voice with anger puzzled asked: "Doctor, the Yiku Poetry Society has only been established for a short time, and it is not well-known in the Guozi Prison, how can you make the first poem of Yinyue?" ”

"Yes!" Li Xiaobai was also unconvinced, and asked, "Without showing fairness, please ask the doctor to read out the moon poem made by the Yiku Poetry Society in front of all of us, so that we can be convinced." ”

Dr. Zhao groaned slightly, and his mind should ask for this, and as far as he is concerned, he also likes this song very much, so he said: "Okay, the old man will read it to you." ”

After that, he cleared his throat, and Yu Yang groaned in frustration: "The poem made by the Yiku Poetry Society is: The bright moonlight in front of the ship is suspected to be frost on the ground; Raise your head to look at the bright moon; Bow your head and think of your hometown. ”

Quiet! It's not your average stillness! The hall was so quiet that only the sound of pins falling could be heard.

Although the scholars of the banquet have different literary talents, there is not much difference in their understanding of the advantages and disadvantages of poetry and songs.

This poem of Yinyue by Yiku Poetry Society sounds simple and clear, and it is directly connected, but it gives people a feeling of great ingenuity and simplicity, just like the winding stream that flows down from the mountain and enters the vast plain for thousands of miles, which makes people can't help but feel suddenly enlightened.

It can be said that this poem is both simple and not simple, both ordinary and extraordinary, just two crosses, it shows the author's proficiency in poetry, and it is rare to have a strong pen power with a light stroke of ink.

For a moment, the hall was silent, and no one raised any objections.

At this time, Sima Wei's mind was also full of shock, and she even felt a sense of glory to be able to witness the appearance of such wonderful poems with her own eyes.

This Cui Wenqing, poetry is so powerful! It seems that I still underestimate him too much, so wouldn't my plan be put to rest tonight?

Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Sima Wei's mouth, but she didn't know why, but she was not depressed at all in her heart, and suddenly she had some expectations for the Yiku Poetry Society.

Maybe this poetry society with a strange name can really show its strength in the poetry collection as Gao Neng said, and become famous in the country.

"Oh, Brother Cui, number one! We're actually number one?! Gao Neng excitedly grabbed Cui Wenqing's sleeve, swaying again and again, and was even more incoherent with excitement.

Cui Wenqing smiled faintly and said: "Yes, as soon as the poem of the moon comes out, how can you go toe-to-toe with it, and victory is also common." ”

Gao Neng still couldn't believe it, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly asked a little sluggishly: "Then Brother Cui, do you think we can pass the second round?" ”

Cui Wenqing thought for a moment and said with a smile: "What is the second round, maybe we can still get the top three." ”

"Top three?" Gao Neng muttered to himself, and the whole person was like a dream.

"Why, I still don't believe it, how about I give you a little motivation?" Cui Wenqing smiled, and suddenly called out to Sima Wei who was not far away, "Hey, Sima Xiaoniu, come back to your senses, I have something to discuss with you." ”

Sima Wei suddenly came back to her senses, carefully pondered Cui Wenqing's title, and immediately blushed, and said angrily: "Cui Wenqing, what do you call me?" ”

"Miss Sima, did you hear it wrong?" Cui Wenqing smiled, and his face naturally had an expression that he would not admit if he was killed, "Hey, how about discussing something with you?" ”

Sima Wei glanced at him angrily, and said stupidly: "What to discuss, let's talk about it." ”

Cui Wenqing said with a smile: "That's the case, this kind of poetry collection is too monotonous and boring, and the chief talent of our poetry club, Gao Neng, can't raise the spirit to deal with it, so he asked me to discuss it with you, and see if our two poetry clubs can add some bets and increase interest in addition to the competition, I don't know what you think?" ”

Sima Wei faintly glanced at the high energy of the chief talent at this moment, and turned her eyes back to Cui Wenqing's body, and asked coldly: "Brother Nan, do you want to harm me again!" Say, what are we betting! ”

Cui Wenqing knew that she had agreed, shook her fingers and said with a smile: "Otherwise, if our Yiku Poetry Club can enter the top three of tonight's poetry collection, please invite you, the president of the Red Sleeve Poetry Society, to accompany our high-energy classmates to have a meal, how about it?" ”

At the moment when she heard the words, Sima Weimei's eyes were full of light, and she said with a cold smile: "Cui Wenqing, do you know that the Guozijian Poetry Society can be described as Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there are many masters, don't think that if you get a first place, you can despise the heroes of the world." ”

Cui Wenqing said with a smile: "I don't despise anyone, I just speak with my strength, I just ask if you dare to bet." ”

Sima Wei hesitated slightly, always feeling that she couldn't give in to Cui Wenqing at this time, so she said in a deep voice: "Okay, then let's make a bet, if I lose, I will do what you ask, but if you lose, what should I do?" ”

Cui Wenqing smiled: "Whatever you do." ”

"You're so confident!" Sima Wei couldn't help laughing, her beautiful eyes were rolling, and her delicate eyes were slightly red, "If you lose, you will perform in public later, and dance what kind of Hawaiian hula and pole dancing will you do?" ”

Cui Wenqing knew that Sima Wei was actually eavesdropping on his conversation with Gao Neng, and couldn't help crying and laughing, and sighed with a smile: "Miss Sima, you are really heavy-hearted, you actually let me dance such a shameful dance." ”

Sima Wei's delicate blush was even stronger, but her mouth was not forgiving at all: "I just ask if you dare, right?" ”

"Well, as you wish." After finishing speaking, Cui Wenqing turned his head to Gao Neng and smiled bitterly, "Look at how smart people are, what's the use of eating with you, I knew that I should have let her pick this hula pole dance, maybe the two of us can feast our eyes on it." ”

Gao Neng nodded in agreement, and his little eyes wandered around Sima Wei's graceful figure, with a look of regret.

The voice of the voice was not loud or small, but Sima Wei listened to it squarely, thinking of the shameful dance posture that Cui Wenqing said, her cheeks were even redder, almost dripping blood, and she glared at the smug Cui Wenqing with her eyes, and then turned around.

(End of chapter)