Mochou Lake, in the painting boat, the scene of the second competition. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"When the time comes, please put the poems in your hands on the table."

The man explaining the rules shouted as the incense ran out.

The people who put down the pen in their hands all looked at Hua Shen in unison, before listening to what Mr. Judge said, the poems written by this person seemed to be very popular with him, I am afraid that the quota of the two is to be occupied by him first, in this case, there is only one place, the remaining nine talents glanced at each other, the provocative look in their eyes was undisguised, and the typical appearance of no one was convinced.

Hua Shen looked at their appearance and laughed in his heart, since ancient times, the literati have been light, it seems that this statement is indeed true, and this is the case in later generations, and the Ming Dynasty in ancient times is also the same.

Now that the white-bearded judge is judging the final finalists on the stage, Hua Shen is bored, so he looks for the grandson and chats, but the grandson is obviously not very satisfied with the poem he wrote in this game, and he knows in his heart that if he wants to advance, he is afraid that there is no hope, so his interest is not high, and Hua Shen is just a casual response.

Hua Shen also felt very bored after saying a few words, and then looked at this poetry meeting, it was not as fun as he expected, it was nothing more than a group of scholars chanting self-righteous poems, drinking some wine, and talking big, it was really useless to be scholars.

Hua Shen, who was bored, began to look around, looking at the weaving boats on the river, the boats that followed the guests, and the crowd on the pavilion and water pavilion, looking at their appearance of drinking wine and nibbling on pastries, and I didn't know what thoughts had turned in my heart, I slapped the table suddenly, and shouted:

"I'll torture!"

His shout not only startled the people around him who were waiting for the results, but even the white-bearded judge who was examining the poems was also alarmed, he looked at Hua Shen's appearance, but remembered the scene when his previous poems were completed, and his heart moved at the moment, and he hurriedly asked:

"This son, don't you have any good poems in your heart? If so, why don't you chant it in public and enjoy it with you? ”

Hua Shen was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and hurriedly said: "No, no, the old gentleman is joking, the poems are stored in one heart, and you can get it if you think about it. ”

After that, he arched his hand to the white-bearded judge and the talented people around him to show his humility.

"It's okay, but with a single poem in one heart, you can know the talent of the son, and the old man will not blame."

The white-bearded judge stroked his beard, said with a smile, and then bowed his head again to examine the poem, and as for the other talents, seeing that Hua Shenli had been thoughtful, it was inconvenient to be angry with him, so they all waited for the judge's verdict with a worried heart.

As for why Hua Shen was so out of shape just now, it was because he saw the lively scene of this poetry club, and suddenly remembered the merchants who provided sponsorship for various activities in later generations, and the merchants used the activities to improve their reputation, and the event organizers could get the bonus support provided by the merchants, which was a win-win cooperation method, and it was also a very popular way in later generations.

And what Hua Shen was annoyed about just now was that he didn't think of it, and a good special effects advertising effect made him waste the past in vain, how could he not be annoyed? Although this soap is already a household name in Jinling City, and these outsiders will definitely bring back the news of this soap, but this is completely incomparable with the effect of advertising.

The more Hua Shen thought about it, the more he regretted it, he almost regretted his intestines, he had been doing marketing for several years, and when he arrived in the Ming Dynasty, he stinked and became beautiful, and he didn't even think of such a simple marketing strategy, it was a failure, and he must teach this matter and its operation method to Mrs. Lin and Miss Lin after going back today, if there are similar activities in the future, be sure to let them handle it according to the regulations, this year, advertising is the king of promotion.

He was thinking about the advertisement, but the white-bearded judge had already done his job, and said loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the results of the judgment have come out, I won't say much nonsense, the people who passed the test of this second level are Hua Shen and Li Qiang."

As soon as the judge's voice fell, those unsuccessful talents were not convinced, and they shouted to judge the adults to make the poems of the two promoted, of course, the statement on the surface is not unconvinced, and under the slogan of appreciation and learning, literati, things can not always be so direct, although everyone knows what is going on, but they can't do that, and the necessary fig leaf still has to be wanted.

"Judge, I would like to hear the good work of that playboy, he is the earliest to write poetry, and he has been praised by your judge, presumably his poetry must be good, if you don't let me and others enjoy it, wouldn't it be a pity?" A white-robed boy said.

"Yes, yes, and that Li Gongzi, I haven't met at the previous poetry meeting, and I think it's also a newcomer this year, with such an outstanding new talent appearing, if my poems can't let me wait to appreciate them, it's really a sigh." Another sentence of genius echoed casually.

Immediately, more echoes sounded, and the whitebeard judge had judged so many poetry meetings, how could he not understand the thoughts of these talented people who were taller than the sky on weekdays? At the moment, he was not annoyed, but just smiled and said:

"Even if you don't ask, I will announce it, not to mention that the dandy's poems are really rare and high-quality masterpieces, if they are not circulated from this poetry meeting, it will also be a big loss for this poetry meeting, and it is also a big loss for our scholars."

"Then Mr. Judge, please come quickly."

"So, then please listen, the poem written by the playboy is entitled "Made in a Dream", the night is cool and the flute is played by a thousand mountains and moons, and the road is dark and charming with a hundred kinds of flowers. I don't know how to change the world after chess, and I have no choice but to think about my family. ”

The white-bearded man stopped making a sound after judging and groaning, just quietly watched the audience.

The people present are all talented, this poem is naturally understandable, this poem is a must, the first sentence is dark and cool is to write the scene of late autumn, the second sentence is to write the scene of the Spring Festival Gala, three sentences to write about the changes in their life experience through legends, and four sentences to write the homesickness under the end of the wine.

Four poems, four artistic conceptions, but the poem harmoniously unifies these four artistic conceptions, it is really a wonderful poem describing the state of mind, but with this poem, I am afraid that there are very few people who can compete with this playboy at this year's poetry meeting.

The more I think about it, the more depressed the talents, all of them put their various envious, jealous, and hateful eyes on Hua Shen, Hua Shen smiled helplessly, after writing this poem, he had already expected this result, but anyway, he is now also a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. What if I'm flirtatious and frivolous?

After thinking about it, he lifted the flask on the table, threw away the lid of the wine, raised it and poured it into his mouth, drank it in one gulp, and then fell heavily to the ground, and said:

"People don't take young people lightly!"