Under the Huanghuang lamp, Cui Wenqing looked up, and it could be seen that Su Shi wrote a poem "Xijiang Moon", titled "Plum Blossoms", which is obviously an article that uses flowers as a metaphor for people.

The full word is: "The jade bone is sad and misty, and the ice posture has its own fairy wind."

When the sea fairy is sent to explore the Fang Cong, the green-haired phoenix hangs upside down.

The plain face is turned into powder, and the lip red does not fade after washing makeup.

Gao Qing has been chasing the clouds, not dreaming with pear blossoms. ”

Looking at Su Shi again, when he saw the words written by Cui Wenqing, Su Shi was slightly stunned, and instantly showed an excited look, and laughed: "Brother Wenqing, this game, I'm afraid I'm going to win!" After speaking, he was happy to dance with his hands and eyebrows.

Cui Wenqing smiled slightly, and then looked at the words he wrote, titled: "Nangezi Xiangmo Bending Painting".

And the whole word is: "The fragrant ink is bent and painted, and the swallow fat is faint and even."

Knead the blue shirt and apricot yellow skirt. Leaning on the jade alone, he was speechless and nodded his lips.

People go to empty water, and flowers fly half-open doors.

Where to find the clouds in the troubled mountains. Another crescent moon shines at dusk. ”

Indeed, compared with Su Shi's poem, Cui Wenqing's poem is obviously slightly inferior.

Seeing this, Cui Wenqing smiled convincingly: "Brother Su is talented, this game is admitting defeat." ”

Su Shi was very proud, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Brother Wen Qing's poem is not bad, he just won by luck, and he has won awards." ”

Seeing Su Shi's elated appearance, Cui Wenqing couldn't help but smile secretly.

When he was just writing lyrics, Cui Wenqing originally wanted to write Li Yu's "Sauvignon Blanc" or Wang Guan's "Fortune Operator".

At the level of these two songs, it is very difficult not to win.

It's just that when it came time to write the words, Cui Wenqing thought about it.

If he beats Su Shi every time, and beats him every time, even if Su Shi doesn't have anything on the surface, he will definitely have something in his heart.

After all, the most important thing to maintain brotherhood is to be like-minded, not to choose someone who is better than yourself.

So in order to maintain the friendship with Su Shi and to save face for Su Shi, Cui Wenqing chose to lose this round.

This is also the principle of humility between brothers.

Sure enough, after the victory, Su Shi swept away the solemn attitude just now, and instantly became high-spirited, obviously very happy to defeat Cui Wenqing.

Seeing this, Cui Wenqing was also sincerely happy, in his eyes, victory or defeat is not important at all, what matters is the affection between people.

And from the current point of view, he is also doing the right thing.

When Wu Rouxuan sent the second round of poems to the big tent, it aroused a sound of amazement.

For Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon Plum Blossoms", Chen Ningmo was also full of praise.

However, it is a pity that although Cui Wenqing deliberately lost to Su Shi, there are people who are more powerful than Su Shi.

Su Ning defeated Su Shi with a song "Butterfly Love Flowers, Jiao'e Bride" and won the first place in the second round, while "Xijiang Moon Plum Blossom" ranked second, which made Cui Wenqing and Su Shi a little unexpected.

After listening to the results, Cui Wenqing said with a wry smile: "As Brother Su said, Miss Su's writing is really superb, and we lost to her in this round." ”

Su Shi laughed indifferently and said: "Brother Wenqing, I told you a long time ago that Su Ning's literary talent is not under the inferior, and it is not strange for her to win, it seems that we have to be careful in the last round, if Su Ning wins the first place, I am afraid that both of us will be ridiculed by him." ”

Cui Wenqing was right to think about it, and said with a bow: "Yes, you and I are two dignified men, how can we lose to Su Ning, a little lady?" Brother Su, I have to do my best in the next round. ”

Just as the two were discussing, on the other side, Wang Pengju laughed and hugged his fist at Su Ning and congratulated: "Miss Su is really talented, and she actually won the first place in the second round, I really admire and admire it." ”

However, what he didn't expect was that Su Ning did not have the slightest look of joy and smugness on his face, but had a faint bitter smile, and sighed: "This song "Xijiang Moon Plum Blossom" is not written by Cui Shi! ”

"What?!" Wang Pengju was surprised.

Su Ning said solemnly: "This poem just now was not written by Cui Shi, but written by my brother Su Wenqing, this round, Cui Shi did not participate at all!" ”

"Scared!" Wang Pengju was frightened and asked, "Why doesn't Cui Shi continue to write poems?" ”

Su Shi thought for a moment and sighed lightly: "Maybe these talented people and talented women tonight can't arouse his fighting spirit at all, so there is no need to compose poems and lyrics." ”

Hearing such an answer, Wang Pengju was even more jealous, his teeth were also clenched, and he glared angrily at Cui Wenqing, who was laughing opposite, eager to tear it apart!

Seeing that Cui Wenqing still didn't move the pot of wine on the table, Wang Pengju couldn't help but say to himself: "Damn Tian Shenu, when you drink this wine, you will know how powerful Uncle Ben is!" When the time comes, it's up to you how you compose poetry. ”

Although the voice of this was not loud, it made Su Ning hear it clearly, she was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Wine? What wine? Brother Wang, what's wrong with the wine on Cui Wenqing's table? ”

Wang Pengju knew that he was speechless, and his heart couldn't help jumping, and he hurriedly chuckled and covered it up: "Wine? Hehe, how can I talk about wine, Miss Su, you must have heard it wrong! ”

Su Ning didn't know if she had heard it wrong, but now Wang Pengju was reluctant to say, and she couldn't continue to ask, looking at Cui Wenqing opposite, she couldn't help but feel even more worried, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

At this moment, Wu Rouxuan said in a loud voice: "Talents, after two rounds of competition, a total of three poetry clubs have now entered the final round of tonight's poetry collection, namely Yiku Poetry Society, Three-person Poetry Society, and Hongwen Poetry Society. And now, the last round of the competition has officially begun, and the Three Poetry Society is invited to compose a poem or lyrics with the theme of merit! The best result is the winner of the night. ”

When the words fell, everyone showed a look of nervousness and expectation.

After all, it is the last round, and it is also the time to divide the winners and losers, and the scene is particularly exciting.

After seeing the officials lighting the yellow incense, Cui Wenqing looked at Su Shi and said with a smile: "Brother Su, this is the last round, and the competition between you and me is also the last one." ”

Su Shi nodded and said, "Yes, now you and I have one win and one loss, and the last round will be won or lost." ”

"Good! Then I'll get started! Cui Wenqing laughed out loud and lifted the brush on the desk.

And Su Shi also took a long breath, raised his eyebrows lightly, and took off the brush on the pen holder without thinking about it.

Both of them are dragons among people, talented scholars, one person writes quickly, and each big character is also heartily sprinkled on the rice paper.

When the yellow incense burned a third, the two of them put down their pens at the same time as if they had a heart in their hearts, and they glanced at each other, both of them saw the high fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"Brother Wen Qing, I've written it."

"Me too!"

"Alright, let's start the competition!"

After that, the two have put the written rice paper together, and the winner is about to be revealed!

(End of chapter)