Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Qionghua Club (6)

"Good poem, this poem with simple language and detailed description, enthusiastically praises the intense and busy labor life of grain farmers. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

An old man opened his mouth to comment, and the other old people nodded in agreement.

"Old Wen, what do you think?"

Wen Lao touched his snow-white beard, was silent for a moment, and then nodded and smiled: "A comment." ”

As soon as the 'A Review' came out, the students were boiling, and even Li Qi, who was standing on the stage with a calm face, became excited. Wen Lao opened his mouth to 'comment', and the elders all nodded in agreement.

It can be rated as 'A Evaluation', which has been among the top three over the years. Li Qi was the first to appear, and a poem directly won the first evaluation, which was unexpected.

Some people were happy and some were worried, and when some people were about to go on stage to show their talents, they were stopped by a poem by Li Qi's 'A Commentary'.

Some students with average literary talents began to hesitate, not knowing whether they would be on stage or not, with the 'A Comment' first, if the poems they did were not good, I am afraid they would become the laughing stock of everyone.

Li Qi walked off the stage with his head held high with the results of the first evaluation, and the host on the stage couldn't bear to open his mouth to praise a few words.

"Senior Li Qi's poem has successfully won the recognition of the 'A Review', and this idyllic poem with appropriate movement and stillness will surely be passed on by people's mouth."

"Roar Roar Roar~"

The students of the Academy of Letters are generally gentle, and only when they show their majesty will they shout indulgently.

This year's shouts were different from previous years, and everyone was shouting in one direction. The roar was full of provocation.

"Which senior is willing to take the stage next?"

Qionghua will pay attention to a hundred flowers blooming, and only frequent masterpieces can be regarded as a grand event.

However, Li Qi and Zhu Yu were in front, and the rest of the students hesitated, and no one wanted to go on stage to become the laughing stock of others.

"This Li Qi's literary brilliance is extraordinary, it can be said that Zhu Yu is in front, and he stopped many students who wanted to go on stage."

An old man smiled bitterly and said to Wen Lao.

Wen Lao looked like an old god was there and said: "There will always be someone on stage, aren't those two little monsters not on stage yet?" ”

At the mention of the little monster, the old man frowned, then shook his head and said, "It's me who is too worried." ”

Eventually, with the impetus of the hosts, someone finally came to the stage.

However, more than a dozen people in a row are 'B reviews', and the only one who is a little literary has also won a 'B up' evaluation.

"The little monster has come to power."

The corners of Wen Lao's mouth rose and he smiled slightly.

A pretty man in green clothes with a handsome face stood on the stage, which instantly caused a shout from the audience. Some bold female students also shouted the name of the pretty boy.

"It's very popular, huh?"

Su Luo is not optimistic about all men who are a little handsome, and the one on the stage is clearly a little white face in Su Luo's eyes. As for the literary style, it must be very average.

"Pan Shiyu's talent is even higher than Li Qi's, and he must be able to make a poem of 'A Commentary'."

"What Pan Shiyu, oily noodles are not a good thing at first glance, men still have to be strong to have a taste."

Li Muxue usually judged men's character, and Li Er definitely taught her a lesson, but today Li Er unexpectedly gave Li Muxue a thumbs up.

Li Er and Li Tianci belong to the kind of people who are extremely uninterested in poetry, so they choose to go to the martial arts academy. Now that the beloved eldest grandson Feng is by his side, and it coincides with the Qionghua Meeting, Li Muxue's words instantly raised Li Er's image a few points.

What's the use of being handsome? What's the use of being literate? To protect the woman you love, you have to rely on your fists.

"Autumn is only afraid of the rain,

Jiazi has no clouds.

Obtain rice and finish work with the dry grain,

Naosu is clear to the time of warehousing. ”

Pan Shiyu is not the kind of person who is sassy, standing on the stage and thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and chanted a poem, Li Qi's poem depicts the scene of grain farmers working in the summer, and Pan Shiyu uses the autumn harvest as the scene to compose a poem, compared with Li Qi, Pan Shiyu's poem is more in line with the scene described by Wen Lao just now.

Pan Shiyu not only wrote poems on an equal footing with Li Qi, but also secretly patted Wen Lao's fart.

This kind of sycophant Wen Lao is obviously very useful, and he smiled and nodded: "Jiashang." ”

Jia's evaluation seems to be a little higher than Li Qi's, but it is much worse in name. In people's minds, they always remember only what the first name is, and as for what the second and third names are, it doesn't matter at all.

"Pan Shiyu's poems and Li Qi can be said to be equal, how can they be higher than Li Qi's evaluation?"

"You don't understand this, in the eyes of the elders, Pan Shiyu is a little monster, the reason why he is called a monster is not because of his literary style, but because he will always slap you on the back unconsciously. Even Wen Lao, who hates sycophants the most, is also very useful, which shows Pan Shiyu's cleverness. ”

"It's shameless and insulting."

"What are you excited about, if you had the ability, you would do the same. Unless you're a fool. But don't worry, isn't there another monster? ”

"You mean Huang Fuyu? He was too arrogant. ”

"What's wrong with arrogance? People have real skills. ”

"Stop arguing, Huang Fuyu is on stage."

A good son walked on the stage, and after he came on stage, the cheers from the audience never stopped. In terms of appearance, Huang Fuyu is even more handsome than Pan Shiyu, and even more handsome than Su Luo.

But this kind of thing Su Luo will not admit if he is killed.

The corners of Huang Fuyu's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, adding a few different charms to his handsome cheeks.

"Soft eggs."

"It's just a skin."

Even the cold Leng Ling and Li Er, who was quiet in front of the goddess, couldn't stand it and sneered.

"You are naked jealousy, jealous that people are more handsome than you." Li Muxue pursed her lips and said disdainfully, then pointed at Su Luo and said: "You learn more from Seluo, look at others, even if you know that others are more handsome than him, you will not be sarcastic." ”

"Ahem~" Su Luo was named by Li Muxue, coughed slightly, and then said indifferently: "I can't beat the person with one finger of mine, I don't bother to evaluate him." ”

Su Luo said in one sentence Li Erxin, our Wencai can't compare to others, can't we compare to him in terms of force? Is it really better than the family situation?

Leng Ling glanced at Su Luo unexpectedly, and then said lightly: "Agree." ”

Seeing that Leng Ling and his second brother both agreed with Su Luo's words, Li Muxue was completely crazy, and pinched Su Luo's waist fiercely and said, "Huangfu Yu is not only outstanding in literature, but also very good at kung fu. ”

"Really?"

Seeing Su Luo's surprised face, Li Muxue said proudly: "That's a must." ”

"Oh!" Su Luo said calmly: "It's still no match for one finger of mine." ”

Li Er had already been conquered by Su Luo's words, and he didn't care about the etiquette in front of Changsun Feng, so he gave Su Luo a thumbs up and said.

"Domineering."

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