Sure enough, Wang Cheng knew that he had fallen behind, and his brows couldn't help frowning, but for the sake of face, he had to say: "Good poetry, good poetry!" The little brother is ashamed of himself. ”

"Haha, let the two of you laugh." Lin Shuangchun was proud, and looked at Tang An again: "If you can make Li Qingfeng care so much, Brother Tang's talent can be seen." Please write a poem to Brother Tang, and the two of us will listen to it! ”

Tang An pretended to be modest and said "don't dare", but he was secretly proud in his heart. Although the two of them have some talents, how can they compare with the massive memory in their minds? Comparing poems with himself, it is really an old birthday star who hangs himself for a long time.

This politeness seems to be a manifestation of inadequacy in the eyes of the two. Glancing at each other, they both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

"Brother Tang, composing poetry is just cultivating sentiment, you can't do it for a while, maybe it's because the interest has not come, Brother Tang doesn't have to mind." Lin Shuang comforted "kindly".

"Alas, thank you Brother Lin." Tang An took in the small movements of the two, continued to show a weak look, and sighed: "Although the ink in the chest is limited, since I am here, I can't help but leave something." Let's just make a song in the next one. ”

As he spoke, Tang An stood up, walked to the flowers beside him, picked a wild flower casually, and said leisurely: "Xun Fang is not drunk, and the sun is already slanting when he leans on the tree." After the guests wake up late at night, they hold red candles to enjoy the spring flowers. ”

When a poem came out, Wang Cheng and Lin Shuang couldn't laugh anymore.

The poems of the previous two were written about wine for the sake of writing wine, but Tang An's poem on the surface of wine actually depicts the yearning for beautiful things and the artistic conception that the literati are drunk and unconscious, and the last sentence is the finishing touch.

Since ancient times, it is a well-known truth that literati love beauty, and Tang An's song "Drunk with Flowers" undoubtedly expresses this pursuit of beauty to the extreme.

Looking at the two people whose smiles had already frozen on their faces, Tang An smiled slightly and said, "I don't know what the two of you think of Tang's poem?" ”

Needless to say, just looking at the expressions of the two as if they were dead mothers, the results are already self-evident.

Wang Cheng struggled slightly, and finally sighed and said, "Brother Tang's talent, Wang deeply admires. Alas, Wang Moufang judges people by their appearance, and he doesn't want Brother Tang to be a master with real talent and learning. The poem just now, Wang asked himself if he couldn't make it for ten years of hard work. ”

"Haha, Brother Wang is so polite!" Tang An, who couldn't be praised by others, couldn't help but shake his head with laughter, but the smugness on his face couldn't be hidden.

Wang Cheng said with a sincere face: "It's just telling the truth, for Brother Tang, Wang admires it from the bottom of my heart." This round... Wang lost. ”

Seeing that Wang Cheng was so sensible, Tang Anxin was very comforted. turned his head to look at Lin Shuang again, but saw that the latter was hesitant, as if he was unwilling to be eliminated so quickly. It's no wonder that those who have the confidence to participate in the Lushan Poetry Club are all well-known talents in the local area, and if they are swept out of the game in the first round, it will definitely cause a big blow to their reputation.

After some struggle, Lin Shuang clasped his fists and said: "Brother Tang's poem is indeed long and intriguing. However, in Lin's opinion, the eldest husband should not just play with the wind and the moon, but should cherish his family and country. ”

It's obvious that you kid can get up, but in the end, you say it so righteously, and the genius is really the most hypocritical.

The mockery on Tang An's face flashed, and he asked, "Then what is Brother Lin's opinion?" ”

Lin Shuang said awe-inspiringly: "Although I am a scholar in the next class, I also have the ambition to serve my Tang Dynasty." After that, he stood up, held a wine glass and pointed into the distance, and said slowly: "The smoke rises in the troubled times, and the battlefield forgets the passing years." Borrow wine to be proud, and welcome triumph in the coming day! ”

This poem is quite heroic, and Wang Cheng's face on the side darkened after hearing it, and he secretly said that even if there is no Tang An, with his own strength, he is not the opponent of this Lin Shuang. He immediately drank "yes" and swallowed another glass of bitter wine.

"Brother Tang, how is this poem?" Lin Shuang had a smile on his face, as if he felt that he had won the battle. raised the wine glass and said: "This glass of wine is to use this poem to pay tribute to the soldiers who fought on the battlefield for my Tang Dynasty!" ”

"Good! Respect the soldiers! Wang Cheng also picked up his wine glass and looked at Tang Andao.

"Ugh." Tang An sighed and said, "This glass of wine, Tang can't drink it." ”

Lin Shuang frowned and said, "Why can't you drink it?" ”

Tang An said: "Brother Lin, please forgive Tang An for offending." The style of this poem of yours is majestic, the idea is good, and I want to express the invincible picture of my Tang Dynasty soldiers. The first two sentences are understandable, but the problem lies in the third sentence. ”

"What's wrong with the third sentence?" Lin Shuangda was puzzled.

"Borrowing wine to be heroic - it sounds atmospheric, but thinking about it deeply, do my Tang soldiers have to borrow wine to be heroic? Or are you scared of being beaten by Hulu? Tang An analyzed, "If it is changed to 'spill wine to sacrifice heroes', will it be better?" ”

When Lin Shuang heard this, his face immediately turned pale. He just wanted to associate war with alcohol, but he never thought that his rather proud sentence would become the biggest failure in the poem. If according to Tang An's reform, although the poetry will be much better, but the role of wine is greatly diluted, it is off-topic.

Lin clenched his fists and said mockingly: "Yes, the poem below is indeed a little flawed. Dare to ask Brother Tang if he can make another song to open his eyes? ”

There is only a few words of difference between the poem and the commentary, but the difference between them cannot be reasoned. Anyone can comment, but if you want to make a neat poem with far-reaching artistic conception, not everyone can do it.

"What's so hard about that?" Tang An smiled and raised his wine glass, and said loudly: "Manna wine white jade cup, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times. ”

This time, Lin Shuang completely shut up. Wine has been written in this poem, but the boldness and sadness revealed in the poem are completely incomparable to his poem, just like the bright moon after the fireflies.

Wang Cheng was even more surprised, this little scholar doesn't look very old, how can the poems at his fingertips be so perfect? At the beginning, I thought that I had picked up a treasure by being in a group with a subordinate, but now it seems that I have stepped on a big nail. Don't talk about the two of them, I'm afraid that Luo Dongchen and Li Qingfeng and the like won't be able to benefit when they meet Tang An, who is so outstanding in writing.

Tang An said: "Brother Lin, how is this poem?" ”

What else can I do now? Even if Lin Shuang was unwilling, he knew that he would never be able to create such a good sentence at his own level. And Tang An looks leisurely and complacent, and it is effortless to make two poems at random, who knows what else to do? This time, if you want to admit it, you can't do it.

"Brother Tang is talented, Lin is convinced. This time... Both of us lost. ”

"Haha, concede, concede!"

Since the two conceded defeat, Tang An became the well-deserved leader of the plum blossom group and entered the second round of the semi-finals. At this time, the other tables had not yet decided the winner, so the three of them had to drink and chat, and wait patiently. During this period, Tang Anxin came up with some witty words, which made the two of them more frightened the more they listened, and they respected this little scholar more and more, lamenting that they had lost unjustly.

After a while, the atmosphere of the battle gradually weakened, and all the tables were drinking and chatting, and it seemed that the winners and losers had been decided.

Like the "Mei" table, there are a few who quickly divide the winner and loser, most of them drank two or three pots of wine, and even more fierce fights, drinking more than a dozen pots of vigor, even if the winner is divided, but the winner's face is red, and he walks step by step, which makes people unbearable to be surprised.

When the people prepared pen and paper, registered the winners of each table, and recorded the good sentences and presented them to Lan Haitang, the latter smiled and said, "Everyone, the winner of the first round has been selected." ”

Slowly opening the paper in his hand, Lan Haitang chanted in turn: "Pang Yi of the 'Lotus' group, Zhu Xianting of the 'Orchid' group, Su Ruowen of the 'Peony' group, He Nong of the 'Peony' group, Luo Dongchen of the 'Rose' group, Li Qingfeng of the 'Jasmine' group...... Tang An of the 'Plum Blossom' group!" ”

Every time a name is pronounced, there is a round of applause. The talented people who were reminded of their names came together and received the applause of those who knew each other. It is an honor in itself to stand out among many talented people and enter the top 30.

When Luo Dongchen got up, the applause reached its climax. Those little ladies who came to join in the fun, seeing the handsome figure falling and generous, actually clapped their hands desperately. Although the talents on the side hated Luo Dongchen for stealing everyone's limelight in their hearts, they had to give their praise because of their demeanor. And Li Qingfeng felt that he had lost face because of the previous episode, and he just hastily got things done.

After Lan Haitang finished reading the name of "Tang An", a family member wearing a brown subordinate uniform and a crooked hat stood up, everyone was slightly stunned. Only Cheng Caihe and He Ling clapped their hands vigorously, and the sparse applause was too shabby compared to what Fang had just given to Luo Dongchen.

From the outside, Tang An is just a subordinate. Looking at his fat master with a fat brain, it is not difficult to imagine what level the two of them are. Moreover, Tang An also scolded Li Qingfeng, who was famous in the capital, because he had neither grace nor self-cultivation. Such a person, being able to participate in the Lushan Poetry Club is a blessing from his previous life, how can he be successfully promoted?

The two people sitting next to him, whether Wang Cheng or Lin Shuang, both have a good reputation in the local area, and last year's poetry meeting also entered the second round. No one would have imagined that such two people would actually lose to Tang An, which surprised everyone.

It is important to know that the Lushan Poetry Club is the best time to earn yourself enough fame, and no one will waste such an opportunity. In other words, Wang Cheng and Lin Shuang would never intentionally release water. Tang An was able to occupy the first place in the 'Plum Blossom' group, relying entirely on strength.

How did this little scholar, who doesn't seem to be a decent student, do it?

(Today's first 2 changes, tomorrow's three changes, will bring you more and better original.) Thank you for your support! ）