After hearing such a result, the old master saw that the victory of his hand was gone, how could he accept it, and he did not forgive: "How do you judge, it is obviously my poem that is better." ”

The bearded old man wanted to give him a step, only saying that Gu Huizhu's poems were better, but he didn't expect him to be so unreasonable, so the bearded old man walked in front of the old master and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Master, I have already given you a lot of face, do you want me to say in public that you plagiarized the ancient poems of your predecessors?" ”

"What?" How could this be, the old master suddenly stumbled, and his face turned pale. Just now, it has been determined that he is not plagiarism because he changed a few words, why is this another set of rhetoric. Many of the people standing in the audience were students in his private school, and if he really said that he plagiarized, what face would he have to continue teaching.

He looked up at the other old men who were members of the Poetry Society, but unfortunately their attitudes were tougher than those of the bearded old man, as if he would tell the truth to the masses without stepping down. He didn't dare to tell the difference, feeling ashamed and angry, so he "snorted" with his nose and left.

The audience was confused, and they didn't understand why the old master was able to continue the game one second, but the next second it turned out to be a little girl who won. They thought that there were not as many people as the poetry club, and they didn't dare to speak out loud, but just whispered: "What the hell is going on?" ”

"Is that little girl hard backstage? You didn't see the shopkeeper coming over to support her just now. ”

"Are you teasing me, the shopkeeper is supporting her?"

"At the beginning, people said that it was plagiarism, so of course the little girl won."

"But didn't the people of the Poetry Society later decide that it was not plagiarism?"

"Who knows, the water is deep, and this is a bonus for a big yellow croaker."

"That's right, that's right."

The audience's left and right words were like a continuous spring rain, scattered lightly in the ears of the group of old scholars of the poetry society, they were so ashamed that their faces were red for a while, white for a while, but there was no way, who called them their own fault first, because they were young and prejudiced, and mistook the pearl for a stone.

Now we can only hurry up and carry out the next round of competition to cover up the rumors.

The people of the Poetry Society were quite surprised to see that Gu Huizhu had won a game effortlessly. Some of them are because Gu Huizhu is young, and people who despise her a little bit don't dare to slack off now.

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There was a young man in the audience, who had been paying attention to Gu Huizhu for a long time, and he was the young man who had just stood next to Gu Huizhu and answered Gu Huizhu's question. In fact, as early as when Gu Huizhu asked him, he had already noticed that Gu Huizhu was a beauty. I just saw Gu Huizhu speaking eloquently on the stage, full of energy, like a thousand rays of light, which attracted his attention. He wanted to brush his presence in front of Gu Huizhu no matter what, so he also stepped onto the stage.

Gu Huizhu looked at the person who came and was stunned: "It's you." "It turned out to be the young brother just now. Gu Huizhu didn't look carefully just now, but now he looked up and down, and found that this young man looked like he was in his early twenties, dressed in a Mao suit, and looked mature and stable.

The young man smiled and said, "Yes." I've heard what you've said, and it seems that you're a real reader. We're all the same age, so it's fair to have a fight. After speaking, he arched his hand and said: "My surname is Xie, my name is Wen, and my character is Changmin." ”