After a brief period of surprise and silence, Kong Yingda stroked his beard, groaned, and after glancing at the two referees beside him, he nodded in unison. Turning his head, he looked at Xiao Rui and praised: "Good poetry, good artistic conception!" ”

"What do you two think?" After Kong Yingda finished admiring, he asked the opinions of Mr. Donglin and Mr. Yuhe next to him.

"Pass!" Mr. Donglin did not hesitate at all, and said directly to Xiao Rui with a smile.

"Mr. Xie!" Xiao Rui already had a plan in his heart, and at this time, he didn't look surprised and happy when he heard that he had passed, but just smiled faintly and saluted the referee with a fist.

After Xiao Rui finished saluting the referee, he turned around, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Chu Ze as if he was nothing, his eyes were full of provocation, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Chu Ze glanced back at him lightly, his eyes were clear, and his face was still as calm as water.

"Chu Ze, come on, look at that guy's arrogance, it's really unbearable." Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but speak again.

"Good!" Chu Ze answered and walked forward.

Giving a fist salute to the three referees, Chu Ze slowly walked a few steps before stopping.

"When does the moon come into the blue sky? I'll stop and ask for a glass today. People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon walks with people. It is as bright as a flying mirror, and the green smoke is extinguished. But seeing that the night came from the sea, Ning knew that Xiang Yun did not. The white rabbit pounds medicine in autumn and spring, who is Chang'e's neighbor in solitude? ”

It's very easy-going, as if it's talking to itself, and it's like I'm missing something. Such a relaxed tone, like talking to people in ordinary times, makes people feel relaxed.

It's just that when the four referees on the stage heard this excellent artistic conception and literary verse, they were all shocked. Kong Yingda's originally calm gaze suddenly became extremely excited. The fist under the long sleeves was also clenched.

Chu Ze smiled slightly, and read out the last few sentences: Today's people don't see the ancient times and moons, and this month once looked like the ancients. If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together. I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight shines on the golden bottle. ”

I still think about the poems in my ears, the wind bones that float like a fairy, and the artistic conception that makes people feel bold. Everyone was stunned for a while.

Kong Yingda looked up after a while, and saw that Chu Ze was looking at him with a smile, and there was no trace of showing off in that look, nor was there any arrogance. Yes, just a peaceful wait.

"Mr. Kong!" Chu Ze saw Kong Yingda looking at him like this, smiled slightly, and hugged his fists.

Kong Yingda deeply felt that this person was talented, and when he saw Chu Ze saluting him, he shook his head and waved his hand to signal that Chu Ze did not need to be polite.

"Yangquan County is talented, eclectic and imaginative. The old man only discovered today that in this world, there are really mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people! Kong Yingda looked at Chu Ze with a sincere expression and said with a smile.

Chu Ze waved his hand and said, "Mr. Kong praised it falsely!" ”

Mr. Donglin's face flushed and exclaimed: "The whole poem is full of emotion and unrestrained, the language is smooth and natural, and it is full of the beauty of intricate loops. Wonderful, wonderful! ”

The three referees unanimously decided that Chu Ze passed, and Chu Ze hugged his fists and saluted and returned to Cheng Chuliang and the others.

When passing by Xiao Rui and the others, Xiao Rui glanced at Chu Ze hatefully, and said in a low voice, "Let's see, you won't be so lucky in the next game!" ”

Xiao Rui's gaze was gloomy and terrifying, for him, poetry was his everything. Only with poetry can he have his own fame, but now, there are people who surpass themselves in poetry. And this person is still his own opponent, even an enemy!

Xiao Rui put away the contempt in his eyes, and finally began to look at Chu Ze, who was born out of thin air and won a reputation for poetry in Chang'an City in a short period of time.

Chu Ze didn't care about Xiao Rui's words, shook it and walked past him. Chu Ze's attitude made Xiao Rui more and more angry.

Xiao Rui took a deep breath and stared at Chu Ze gloomily. For a while, this once brilliant Chang'an City, known as a talented man comparable to Kong Yingda, was inexplicably despised by this inexplicable contempt, which made his chest churning and difficult to control.

Feeling that Xiao Rui's mood was a little abnormal, Gao Zheng next to him opened his mouth to persuade him, "This Chu Ze must be a fluke to pass the test, and he will be exposed in the next level, so there is no need to worry." ”

"Yes, yes, if you want to talk about poetry, who can compare to Xiao Gongzi in this Tang Dynasty." The eldest grandson Chong also opened his mouth to persuade him.

The words of the two made Xiao Rui's mood a little better, and he took a deep breath and quietly waited for the next round to come.

One by one, talented people stepped forward and recited poems one by one. But in the end, very few passed.

Some of the lyrics are brilliantly written, but they have no depth. The feelings are only superficial, and there are some feelings of moaning without illness. And more poems are made randomly. Not only is there no literary brilliance, but even the most basic liberal arts and sciences are not understood.

……

After the first level of the poetry meeting, after the wine word pass passed, less than 20 people advanced to the next round.

Kong Yingda picked up a glass of wine, stood up and said, "Everyone, congratulations on passing the first round of the competition, I hope you can show your talents in the next round of poetry. ”

Saying that, Kong Yingda drank it all very boldly.

Everyone picked up their wine glasses and drank them all with Kong Yingda.

The middle-aged man walked on the stage again, looking at the crowd in the audience, "This Cuiyuan Lou Poetry Meeting, more than a dozen talents who have been promoted in the first round have stood out, and next, it is these dozen talents who compete for the first place in the Cuiyuan Lou Poetry Meeting, in order to thank you for participating in this poetry meeting, Ruoyun Girl decided to play the piano for everyone again." ”

"Good!"

The crowd was flushed and clapped.

Suddenly, there was a sound of piano in the hall. The sudden sound of the piano, as if it had some kind of spell, attracted everyone's minds to the past with just one sound.

Gradually, the sound of the piano sounded.

The sound of the piano sounded in the brightly lit hall. Beautiful notes, ticking into all corners.

Everyone closed their eyes and shook their heads to immerse themselves in the beautiful sound of the piano. Forgot everything for a while.

Although the note is extremely low and thin, it is still clear and elegant, and every syllable is clearly audible. Gradually, the sound becomes louder, the beginning and the end of the transition, the complex sound gradually increases, like the splash of spring water, the harmony of a hundred birds, and then like a sudden rain, breaking the elixir, big beads and small beads, falling on the jade plate.

It seems that the garden is full of flowers, flowers, and fruits; In the sound of the piano falling sharply, it suddenly fell from a high altitude, as if it was flying down, the Milky Way was sprinkled, the birds returned to their nests, the stars and the moon fell, and the sound of the piano gradually became silent.

The aftermath was endless, everyone listened to it as if they were drunk, and even Cheng Chuliang, the old rough, was stunned to hear the end, as if it had touched a certain heartfelt heart, and then burst into earth-shattering cheers.

"The piano is good, the sound is good, although I haven't advanced today, but I can hear such a beautiful piano sound, this poetry meeting is also worth it!"

"There is such a fairy sound in the world!"

There were voices of praise all around.

Miss Ruoyun stood up and saluted, and said softly, "Thank you for your love." ”