"Ah, right...... I forgot about myself, and I blamed you for it, so much so that I almost forgot. ”

"Why do you blame me?" Li Zheng looked puzzled!

"I don't care, I'll blame you!"

"Damn, can you be reasonable as a woman?"

"It's a woman's duty to be unreasonable!"

"Okay! You've got a kind! ”

"Of course."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and write, you don't want to hand in a blank paper, right?"

"Humph!"

Shen Linxue was a little confused by Li Zheng's sentence "You man" just now, and after reacting, she also began to ponder her poems intently.

Li Zheng looked at the black and white words in his hand, and then secretly looked at the words written by Chen Yao next to him......

In such a comparison, he only felt that his self-confidence had been hit!

People are all at once, they look like each other, what are they?

What about the shell lang pushing the dung ball?

If this thing is handed in......

Isn't it embarrassing to be thrown into Grandma's house, and you want to be laughed at by Lin Li?

No way!

He must not lose face in front of Lin Li, Li Zheng shook his head, crumpled the paper on which he wrote the poem and threw it on the ground, and then buried his head and secretly learned from Chen Yao, stroke by stroke, and wrote slowly.

It's just that when he got serious and wrote slowly, he found that what he had written in a few minutes just now had not been written in ten minutes until now.

Just halfway through Li Zheng's writing, people began to hand in the papers one after another.

Looking at the person who handed in the paper, Li Zheng looked at the words he wrote again, and finally sighed.

After all......

How can a good handwriting be practiced overnight?

Ugly is a little ugly, but it's good......

Compared to just now, at least you can see what the words are, right?

The competition should only be poetry, and it shouldn't be idle to compare words, right?

But...... What if you want to compare?

Why don't you do another song yourself?

Isn't there a saying that quality is not good, quantity is to make up!!

Anyway, these two poems, in this world, do not exist at all, and no one knows about writing them.

Well......

And so it did!!

After making up his mind, Li Zheng simply didn't do anything, and picked up the pen and wrote another poem in the remaining blank space of the white paper.

Chen Yao, who was next to him, frowned in surprise when he saw Li Zheng, who had started to write again.

This person......

Seems like something?

Or is he just trying to pretend?

If you really just want to pretend to slap Lin Li's face, this is too level.

Ordinary people may not be able to pretend to be in a literary contest.

As someone handed in the papers, the judges and teachers also began to make comments together.

……

"Hmm...... Zhou Xi's words are still pleasing to the eye, although she is a girl, but the words she writes are full of masculine beauty, this song "The World" is also very good, yes, yes......

I think this song "The World" can be rated 8.8 points. ”

"I think it, although this poem is very good, and it rhymes when written, but it is a bit contrary to the original meaning of the poem, since the name of the poem is called the world, but the whole poem does not perfectly express this meaning, I don't like the feeling of selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, I give 8 points."

"Well, I feel the same way, no matter what, this poem has lost its original flavor after all, and I also give it 8 points."

"Chen Yao is as good as ever, this song "Early Morning" is full of positive style, and the meaning is also very good, well, I think it can score 8.8 points."

"Why don't you rate it a 9?" Chen Yao is Chen Yuanming's granddaughter, and although his granddaughter's poem is not perfect in his heart, he can also have a high score of 9 points here.

"Haha, this is your old Chen's granddaughter, of course you will give a high score, but if you want to be recognized by all of us, Chen Yao's song "Early Morning" is indeed not qualified."

"Indeed, although the artistic conception is okay, it is still somewhat full of flaws, a little too idealistic, if I score it, it is 8.8 points at most"

"Huh? This poem is good, yes, who wrote this? Was it written by Lin Li? ”

"Lin Li!? Is that the one who is known as the genius of Kyoto? ”

"Yes, this student is very talented, I think it's good, the artistic conception and meaning of this song "Meaningless" are also quite sufficient, and I can give 9 points."

"Nine points seems a bit too high...... said.

"It's not high, but I do deserve that score here."

"Well, yes, it's also 9 points for me, this poem is a rare good product at their age, Lao Chen, you don't have too much personal emotions as a judge."

……

When the last contestant had finished handing in their answers, everyone looked at the judges' table in front of them.

Watching the teachers on the judges' table staring at the delivered answer sheets, they exchanged their heads and ears, or pondered, or sighed, or appreciated.

A group of people were extremely apprehensive in their hearts.

It is a great honor and honor for them to be recognized.

What is it for?

Isn't it just to be recognized and prove your efforts?

Each of these judges is the mainstay of the Chinese literary world and is quite prestigious.

"You're nervous right now?" Li Zheng looked at Shen Linxue and asked softly.

"Of course I'm nervous, what if I'm eliminated!" Shen Lin glanced at Li Zheng.

"Actually, I'm nervous too."

"What are you nervous about, people you write about may not be able to recognize."

Li Zheng: "......"

This Nizi, you must educate her well another day!!

The wait was long and boring, Li Zheng naturally put his hand into his pocket, but when he touched the empty cigarette case, he sighed helplessly.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yao looked at Li Zheng who sighed for no reason with some strange feelings.

"It's nothing ......" Li Zheng took a deep breath, he couldn't tell her that he suddenly wanted to light a cigarette to pass the time.

This kind of boring and long wait, if you don't smoke a cigarette, it is really very lonely for Li Zheng.

After all.

The long wait is lonely after all.

When Li Zheng looked in the direction of the judges' bench and watched an old man with gray hair smoking a cigarette and reading the words, he suddenly felt an inexplicable envy in his heart.

Why can't you smoke in the competition, but these judges can't smoke, isn't that a privilege?

He even felt the urge to get up and walk towards the old man to smoke a cigarette.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Linxue hugged Li Zheng's arm and looked at him curiously.

"I'm looking at the old man who smokes."

"What do you think he's doing?"

"I want to smoke with him, otherwise it will be too boring to wait."

Shen Linxue: "???"

……