Amid the chatter, all the contestants stepped into the ring, and after the draw was made in order, they sat down in their seats.

The results of this lottery are directly displayed on the crystal wall, and everyone's most curious thing is naturally Mu Qianmei, only to see that the first place is Mu Qianmei, and the title she drew is just two words - "moonlit night".

As soon as I saw this topic, many people began to talk about it-

"Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, writing the moon is also suitable for this festival?"

"It's easy to look at this topic, because the moon is the thing we are most familiar with, but after thinking about it, it feels too difficult, because there are too many people who write about it, how can we write something new?"

"Yes, when you talk about the bright moon, you can think of a lot of famous sentences at once, if you write a random poem like an ancient poem, it is not difficult, but it is difficult to write a new idea."

"But I think this shouldn't be difficult for the first talented woman in Xiyu Country, isn't it what she's good at?"

"That's right, in the competition of the Empty Valley Orchid Billboard, I don't know how many poems I write about orchids, can't she still write new ideas?"

……

Mu Qianmei herself didn't expect to draw such a topic, she could come up with a lot of poems on a moonlit night at once, but she seemed to have written the most classic ones, although it was in the Yugu Continent at the time, and the people outside the sky didn't know about it, but she didn't want to use it anymore after all.

After a little muttering, she secretly made a decision in her heart, in this impromptu creation competition, she can also choose a work that can be both a painting and a poem, and any poem that has been passed down through the ages can win the competition, why bother with the best?

After making a decision, she casually glanced at the questions drawn by others, and the first thing she saw was that Liu Tingfeng drew - "sea".

Looking back, Tang Yuansi smoked "High Mountain", Ye Yuzhu smoked "Green Pine", Mei Zizhen smoked "Lotus", Nan Buyi smoked "Cooking Smoke", and Lei Zhenyu smoked "Hongyan......

After reading it roughly, Mu Qianmei's heart suddenly surged out of countless familiar poems, many poems usually can't be remembered, but now after seeing specific poetic images, she suddenly recalled, if she has time, she can say a very beautiful poem with almost every intention.

After turning around, his eyes stayed on Liu Tingfeng's word "sea", almost all of the poems that Liu Tingfeng knew were taught by her, she was thinking, what poems would Liu Tingfeng remember?

When he looked at Liu Tingfeng, Liu Tingfeng, who seemed to have sensed something, also looked over, and he smiled at Mu Qianmei, saying that she didn't have to worry.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then they each withdrew their gazes, Mu Qianmei was a little worried about Liu Tingfeng, and Liu Tingfeng didn't have to worry about Mu Qianmei at all, Mu Qianmei knew so many poems, any one could be crowned on the spot, in Liu Tingfeng's heart, just do your best, Mu Qianmei is the greatest hope of Xiyu Country.

At this moment, Ji Wenzhou had already loudly announced the official start of the competition.

Mu Qianmei was confident, naturally not in a hurry, she calmly spread out the paper, slowly grinding her ideas, without the slightest trace of sadness on her face.

However, many people in the audience fell into a state of contemplation, thinking about both poetry and painting, and their hearts were inevitably anxious, because the competition time was only half an hour.

After a short period of preparation, many people started to write, almost always starting with drawing.

Normally, as long as you draw, even if you don't draw well, you will be given ten basic points, and the same is true for the other two, that is to say, as long as there are poems and paintings, the words written can be recognized, basically there can be thirty points, if there are one or two of them outstanding, you can almost get fifty or sixty points, but it is not easy to exceed sixty points.

Mu Qianmei painted a rural landscape painting, with mountains, rivers and homes, but since it was a moonlit night, it was naturally very hazy, and it was a rural picture scroll in a moonlit night.

The distant mountains and rivers are distinct, the layers are distinct, a bright moon hangs among the clouds in the night sky, and on the edge of the mountain stream, a thatched hut looms among the trees, which seems quiet and serene.

After the painting, Mu Qianmei wrote the words "Autumn Twilight in the Mountain House" in the upper left corner, and then inscribed a poem-

"After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat. Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay. ”

Finally, write the payment, and the painting is successfully completed.

When everything was over, it only took her two quarters of an hour, that is, half of the time of the competition, she looked up at Liu Tingfeng, and saw that the painting in Liu Tingfeng's hand had also been completed, and he had also begun to write poems.

The picture on the crystal wall switches from time to time, almost everyone will have a display, Mu Qianmei is still the one who stays in the picture the most, because she is very fast, whether it is the bright moon in the sky, or the mountains and trees in the painting, she is very fast, as if she doesn't need to think about it at all, where to draw something, she has already thought about it, just moved it from imagination to the drawing paper.

Almost all of the participants in the competition draw for a while, stop for a while, think for a while, and then continue drawing.

When Mu Qianmei finished painting, the whole work of Mu Qianmei was presented on the screen, and the poems, calligraphy and paintings on it were presented as close-ups, and everyone couldn't help but marvel -

"Wow, the autumn twilight picture of the mountain residence is really a beautiful painting!"

"She is worthy of being the first talented woman in Xiyu Country, and the level of this painting is indeed very high!"

"Not only is the drawing good, but the verses are also very good!"

"After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. This poem is a very beautiful picture, both fresh and beautiful. ”

"The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. This sentence is more beautiful, I think this will definitely become a famous sentence that has been passed down through the ages, not only writing the real scene, but also writing a kind of artistic conception. ”

……

Amid the discussion of people, Liu Tingfeng's painting was also completed.

When the picture on the crystal wall enlarges the painting of the willow pavilion wind, people see the sea in the moonlight, the blue sea, the blue night sky, the stars are twinkling, a bright moon slowly rises from the depths of the sea, and there are reefs and a few green bamboos on the shore nearby.

The painting is also very beautiful, and in the empty upper left corner, he wrote only two lines of poetry -

"The moon rises in the sea, and the end of the world is at this time."

The audience turned to talk about Liu Tingfeng's paintings-

"Although Liu Tingfeng's painting is slightly inferior to Mu Qianmei's, this artistic conception seems to be very beautiful?"

"It should be said that the painting skills are slightly inferior, but the artistic conception is not bad, and when I draw this topic, I can still think of such a picture is already very beautiful."

"Look at those two poems, I think although the font is slightly worse, these two poems seem to be more classic than Mu Qianmei's!"

"It's really atmospheric, and it gives people a sense of grandeur and majesty, and the field of vision is a little broader."

"I think Liu Tingfeng's score should not be low!"

……

When Liu Tingfeng had finished painting, there was only a quarter of an hour left, and at this time, people began to complete their works one after another.

People are constantly appreciating their works and poems, some of them are praised, some of them are criticized, and everyone is full of enthusiasm for it.

On the observation deck on the second floor of Lingyun Pavilion, Master Miaoyue sighed softly:

"I am not surprised that Mu Qianmei can make such paintings and poems, because she is at such a level, but what surprises me is Liu Tingfeng, he drew the intention of the sea, and he actually completed it so well, it is really surprising!"

Tongxuan Daoist nodded and said:

"Probably because of Zhu Zhechi, he must have been greatly influenced by Mu Qianmei, although the overall level is worse, but the artistic conception is the same beauty."

Abbot Puhui read softly:

"The moon rises in the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. This poem is not worse than Mu Qianmei's level at all, but it's a pity that he probably only thought of these two sentences, and couldn't write a complete poem, otherwise, it would also be a masterpiece! ”

Miaoyue Shitai said with satisfaction:

"To be able to think of such a poem in such a short period of time, in this surrounding environment, I think he is already remarkable, it is simply a stroke of genius, and it is completely in line with the artistic conception of this painting."

At this moment, Tang Yuansi's painting was displayed on the screen, on a towering mountain, a person stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, although he only saw a back, but he was full of a sense of heroism from afar, and only one sentence was inscribed on the side-

"The mountain is high, and I am the peak."

The whole painting gives people a sense of arrogance and coldness, wild and uninhibited, and has also been praised by many people.

After a while, the picture switched to Ye Yuzhu's painting, and I saw a green pine painted on it, standing proudly in the heavy winter snow, with a poem on the side-

"What to fear from the cold, the wind and snow are proud."

Then I switched to Mei Zizhen's painting, and saw that what he painted was a lake, and among the lotus leaves in the lake, a white lotus flower bloomed, washed by wind and rain, white and flawless, full of sacred meaning.

When the picture is changed to Daonan Buyi, the picture is painted with a picture of the morning light in the countryside, with smoke curling, the picture is warm and serene, and there is a poem on the side-

"The smoke in the world is curling, and the most beautiful family in the countryside."

When the picture switches to Lei Zhenyu, what he sees is an autumn scene, the sun is setting, the reeds are withered, and a line of wild geese are flying through the sky. There is a poem on the side-

"The wild goose flew south, when will it return north?"

……

One by one, the paintings kept switching from the crystal wall, constantly attracting the admiration of the audience, some paintings are good, some are good poems, everyone is watching, while commenting at random, the scene is not lively.

After a while, when the time came, Ji Wenzhou immediately announced that he would stop all of them and not be allowed to continue painting, and only a few of them had not yet finished all of them.

The audience couldn't help but speculate -

"Who can beat the crowd in this round?"