Mr. Yi smiled happily.

He is looking forward to the next song more and more, and how the next song will make the group of scholars below react.

Lu Fang was already stunned.

If the feeling that Shen Yun gave him before was just a faint threat, then at the end of the song at this time, they completely understood what Shen Yun's level was.

This can no longer be regarded as a faint threat, and it is no exaggeration to say that compared to his own draft, the two are only a tie. However, there is the next one, which is even more powerful than the previous one.

Zhao Wenqing and Zeng Mingli twisted their necks with some difficulty, forcibly removed their eyes from the red silk that was piled up like a hill, their lips slowly opened, and with a bit of incredulity, they asked Lu Fang:

"Brother Lu, what should we do next?"

In just one sentence, the tension in the hearts of the two was exposed.

Indeed, how can not be nervous. The three of them are here to make faces for the state seniors, not to be foils for others. Shen Yun's momentum at this time has the meaning of winning the group with another song.

If it weren't for some face, the three of them would have left obediently like some people behind them at this time.

But they couldn't.

If you don't dedicate your own lyrics and leave early, the reputation of this generation will be ruined.

"What else can I do, even if this is the case, we should persevere to the end, I don't believe it, the three of us can't compare to a guy who can't even get into the county school."

Lu Fang gritted his teeth, still comforting the two.

This inexplicable confidence made Zhao Wenqing and Zeng Mingli settle down a little, and their eyes burst out with confidence again.

But only Lu Fang knew that this was just a matter of self-support.

At the moment of the divergent situation, someone had already taken the red silk down to count. Although many people still look forward to the number of red silks, it doesn't matter anymore.

The window sash that opened the gap blew a cool breeze, making the second floor a little calmer. The color curtain moved with the wind, and suddenly the sound of the pipa from the musicians was delivered.

The tone of the Qingyu case is well known to many people. It's just that today's rhythm adds a little melancholy. It has to be said that the unique melody instantly aroused people's curiosity, and they were eager to know what kind of rhyme would be sung next.

However, the prelude to the Qingyu case is a bit long, and people can't wait for a period of time, which is better than making people wait for so much time.

Lu Fang's hearts were already in their throats at this time.

This feeling of anticipation and nervousness is really uncomfortable. At this moment, Zhao Wenqing and Zeng Mingli only wanted to never see Shen Yun again.

I am used to being praised by hundreds of people in the state school, and I am quite well-known when I go out of the state school, but in such a high-profile literary meeting, I was pressed by someone, and I really hated it in this life.

Just when people's hearts were as complicated as chaos, the long-awaited red lips finally opened lightly.

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and it blows down, and the stars are like rain."

The singer doesn't care how much of it is beautiful or rough, but the listener does hold back his strength to find something wrong.

Just this sentence made many people secretly despise in their hearts: "It's just to write some scenery, this is what everyone is used to, what's amazing?"

The three talents of the state school, who had been nervous before, instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that these judges also have times when they look away, which is definitely anticlimactic, and I think there will not be too many red silk sent by those listeners later.

It's good now, the three of them will finally not lose all their face.

In such thoughts, even the following "BMW carved car is full of fragrance." The sound of the phoenix flute moved, the light of the jade pot turned, and the fish and dragon danced all night", and I didn't hear it too clearly.

Zeng Mingli whispered to Lu Fang: "Brother Lu, it seems that we still have hope. ”

The corners of Lu Fang's mouth raised a smile slightly, nodded, but did not speak. There is no need to be so glad about this, after all, I and others are also full of talents. I'll have to go up to the third floor to make an article later.

"Moth, snow willow, golden wisps. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. ”

"Huh."

When this sentence came out, a few scholars couldn't help but let out a surprised voice in an instant. originally thought that Xia Que would be so bland, but suddenly from writing scenes to writing people, it is still such a subtle side description, which is really a bit of a handiwork.

Mr. Yi's smile on the stage became even stronger.

And the music still has to go on, and the musicians don't stop with a burst of screams. The last two sentences slowly spit out: "The crowd is looking for him thousands of times." Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

No one applauded, no one applauded, and no one gave red silk.

Almost everyone is still immersed in the picture outlined by Shen Yun's first word. In this silver-covered world, the streets are full of pedestrians, but where is the person in his heart?

An inexplicable melancholy welled up in my heart, and I felt like a thousand pounds of burden, pressing hard in my heart, and I couldn't get rid of it.

After a long time, suddenly out of nowhere came out of his mouth, a short and powerful "good" popped out, and then the entire second floor was instantly brought into the embrace of applause.

The audience looked at Shen Yun's eyes, which were so complicated. Many people who despised this poem before, but when they tasted it again, they found that there was a deeper flavor, which made people want to read it again.

One by one, the red silk was sent to Le Ji very respectfully, and after half a moment, when I looked down at the audience, there was no more red silk in everyone's hands.

It was only at this time that Mr. Yi pressed his hands to calm down the people who were in mixed moods.

"As usual, after these two lyrics are played, they will be judged by the judges so that you can know the beauty of them."

"This first song, needless to say, should be the right time, although it is a bit exaggerated, but the scene of the first night of Qinzhou is written thoroughly. It's also beautiful, but it can also be a middle and high. ”

"However, this second song has to be talked about later."

"If you take it apart, the upper que writes the scene, and the lower que writes the person, which is plain and unremarkable, and everyone will write like this."

Mr. Yi's words caused a burst of laughter from below, but after the laughter, he still listened carefully. Because next, that's the most essential evaluation of this poem.

"But when you put it together, it's a great thing. The bustle and bustle of the night market on the top of the lamp, suddenly "one night of fish and dragon dance", usually only write about the scene of this night, who knows how many lonely and desolate nights behind it in order to wait for this night. ”

"Sss Many people couldn't help but take a breath of cool breeze to calm their hearts, but they didn't expect that there was such an intention in it. If this is really the case, then just this Shangque, there are already many famous weather.

"However, the next que is more exciting, making people feel only fragrant when they read it."

When Mr. Yi said this, he was also excited: "When I first read the first two sentences, I only felt that it was written that the women who came and went on the street were extremely luxuriously dressed, but after reading it, I realized that this was a reflection of an unconventional woman, who passed by in all kinds of prosperity, but only stood quietly in the dim light. ”

But this is not just a woman, it is the way that the people of Sri Lanka have been seeking. It is something that my generation of scholars have been searching for in the hustle and bustle of the world. Even if you miss countless bustles on the road of seeking, one day, you will see it, approach it, touch it, and understand it. ”

"This song is not inferior to Liu Sanbian and Da Yan's words, so I think I think I deserve to be a top."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

Mr. Yi can be described as a master of poetry in Qinzhou, and the words he commented on are extremely convincing. However, in the past three years, Mr. Yi has never given a single poem above the middle level.

Even up and down, it is rare to say it from the mouth of this old gentleman.

However, today, on top of this literary meeting, he actually gave such an unrecognizable teenager an evaluation, and there were definitely only a lot more surprised people when he said it.

At this moment, the person who counted the number of red silk also came over and whispered a few words to Mr. Yi, and immediately, the smile on Mr. Yi's face became more and more prosperous.

"Okay, I'll teach you to know that there are only two songs, and a total of 236 red silk pieces have been obtained."

"What?"

Everyone knows that Shen Yun's two poems have a lot of red silk, but how do they know that there are so many.

It should be noted that there were hundreds of people standing upstairs. Each person was given three red silk sticks in their hands, and when they finished casting, they were gone.

Previously, these scholars were reluctant to come early, and they also had concerns about this, for fear that if they came early, those listeners would think about the next songs, and they were unwilling to send out the red silk in their hands early.

Unbeknownst to him, this hesitation allowed Shen Yun to pocket most of the red silk.

Then there are only sixty-four red silks for the rest of these people to fight for, but, is it interesting?

The limelight has already made Shen Yun out, even if someone earns all these sixty-four red silks next, what can there be to praise.

Lu Fang and the three of them looked at each other.

"Alas, this time the three of us have embarrassed the state school." Zeng Mingli sighed, but did not turn around and leave, just waited for Shen Yun to go upstairs, let these people stop for a while, and then offer his own words.

On the stage, after Shen Yun thanked Mr. Yi and the other four judges, he took the wedding card and walked upstairs.

It was only at this time that the four judges had time to ask Mr. Yi: "Gong Yi, this "Qingyu Case" is indeed good, but is it really as good as you say?" ”

Mr. Yi shook his head: "You don't understand, do you think I gave such an evaluation based on my relationship with him?" Actually, if you play this song a few more times, I'm sure you'll feel the same way I do. ”

"Presumably after today, there will be no more words in the world, and in the place where Yuan Xi is written, it can surpass this "Qingyu Case"."