"She's ......"

Yuan Mingming's face was complicated, she didn't expect that Yuan Yanyan was not a contestant, but a judge.

"This is actually more beneficial to Miss Yuan."

Jiang Jinping said, "Even if Miss Yanyan is prejudiced against you, her words alone cannot be the criterion for judging. ”

"That's true."

Yuan Mingming's face softened a little.

"With her fame and prestige, she really deserves to be a judge."

Although Xu Youyun doesn't like Yuan Yanyan, he has to admit that Yuan Yanyan is amazing.

"Xu is fortunate to invite Miss Yuan Yanyan, who is the second in the literary examination of Tianzi Academy, to judge your works this time, I believe you all know Miss Yuan, so Xu will not introduce much."

In addition to Yuan Yanyan, the other four are also famous talents. Won Yeon-yeon was the only woman among all the judges.

"Now, everyone who is interested in participating in the month-by-month poetry meeting can brew it, and after a stick of incense, everyone will come to the stage in order to show their masterpieces."

The middle-aged man simply explained the rules, and all the people who participated in the month-by-month poetry meeting began to meditate.

Some people have already started to put pen to paper, planning to write down the first draft they have prepared first, and then polish it.

And those who are confident choose to finish the manuscript directly after finishing it.

Jiang Yanming is different from them, Jiang Yanming doesn't even need to think.

After all, her reputation as a talented woman was not earned by herself.

Jiang Yanming thought about it for a while, when Mingyue has this word, it is absolutely unusable.

Even if she wants to be a copyist, she has to be a smart copyist. Su Shi's water tune song head is not something she can write now.

Moreover, the style of this poem is different from all her previous styles. The literati of this world are not stupid, if she takes out the water tune song head, she will definitely be exposed.

Although the water tune song is good, Jiang Yanming doesn't have so many life insights at this age, and he won't be able to come back when the time comes.

Jiang Yanming thought of his work and wrote it down on paper.

"Yanyan, you're thinking so fast."

Xu Youyun on the side sighed.

"Although I don't know why Yanyan suddenly became so powerful, I'm also happy for you."

Xu Youyun has a little idea, so he is not in a hurry to write.

Yuan Yanyan, who was sitting on the stage, had a correct posture and interpreted the identity of the elegant lady perfectly.

Yuan Yanyan's gaze has been locked on Jiang Yanming.

Jiang Yanming's level has improved too strangely, but there are no flaws, which is really a strange thing. What surprises can you give me next? ’

As for Yuan Mingming, she didn't pay attention to it at all.

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and the literati who participated in the poetry meeting took their works to the stage to display.

"This poem has a strong artistic conception, and it is really a masterpiece."

Yuan Yanyan: "That's good. ”

"What is this poem about? Have you reviewed the questions carefully? ”

Yuan Yanyan: "General. ”

"The artistic conception is broad, majestic and magnificent, not bad."

Won Yeon-yeon: "Very good. ”

Although Yuan Yanyan was invited to be a judge, she is like a fisher, and there is only one word in one evaluation.

But no one underestimates Won Yanyan, don't look at her as the youngest of all the judges, but her level is not inferior to others.

Xu Youyun took his work on stage, and the two maids unfolded Xu Youyun's work.

“…… Seeing the shadow of the moon palace in the distance, dancing in the world. The imagination is peculiar, and the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival is mobilized all at once. ”

"Very few women can write such psalms, and I think that girls are not ordinary people, right?"

Xu Youyun said: "The little woman Xu Youyun is ugly." ”

"It turned out to be Miss Xu."

Everyone suddenly realized that they had also heard of Xu Youyun's name as a talented woman, and it was not strange that the eldest lady of the Xu family could write such a poem.

Yuan Yanyan held her chin and said with a smile, "I think this poem by the sister of the Xu family is good, next." ”

The next one is Yuan Mingming, after Yuan Mingming came to power, he looked at Yuan Yanyan and felt extremely embarrassed.

"Sister's work, let me see it."

Yuan Mingming's poetry level is not very high, with Xu Youyun Zhuyu in front, Yuan Mingming's poetry is easy to be compared.

"It's a pity, my sister still needs to be improved."

Yuan Yanyan shook her head, "Next." ”

The next few people failed to get Yuan Yanyan's praise, even if it was a good poem, Yuan Yanyan could always find faults.

Then, it was Jiang Yanming's turn.

The maid unfolded Jiang Yanming's work, and the first thing the judges paid attention to was not the content, but Jiang Yanming's words.

"Why is this word so ugly? Let's look at this kind of thing, is it insulting to us? ”

"You don't need to read it, you can't even write well, what good work can you have?"

Jiang Yanming listened to the judges' ridicule of his words, and his face gradually turned cold.

"I heard that Jiang Yanming, the talented girl who is the first in the literary examination, her words are also unsightly, but people are talented."

"Can you compare yourself to others? And how do you know Miss Jiang's word difference? If you don't look at it, you don't look at it, so quickly take down this piece of waste paper. ”

The content of Jiang Yanming's volume did not circulate, only the content of her works.

Therefore, there are not many people who really know that Jiang Yanming's handwriting level is extremely poor.

If it was just for her words, Jiang Yanming would have nothing to say, after all, this is the truth. But to deny her whole poem just because of her words is unacceptable to her.

"You'd better apologize to me quickly, Miss Ben may be able to forgive you." Jiang Yanming said coldly.

The man was very arrogant, "Is it reasonable for you to write so poorly?" ”

Everyone in the audience also had a lot of discussions, some supported the arrogant judges, and some supported Jiang Yanming.

Won Yeon-yeon smiled and did not speak.

"Alright, stop arguing."

The eldest of the judges spoke, "The monthly poetry meeting is a poetry arena, only looking at the content, not the appearance. Let's take a look at this young lady's poems first. ”

The arrogant judge snorted coldly, "The words are so bad, and the content won't be much better." ”

Afterwards, the judges began to evaluate Jiang Yanming's works.

"Pity the moon tonight, where are you going? …… If the road is all unharmed, how can the clouds gradually become like hooks? ”

The smile on Won Yeon-yeon's face gradually disappeared and was replaced by a serious look.

"Guys, what do you think?"

The older judge nodded, "This is a poem?" Galloping imagination, mixed fairyland, images emerge, frequent transformation, magical trance, bizarre, amazing. ”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The arrogant judges are unwilling to face reality.

"Admit it, this song is far above you and me."

The older judge sighed and looked at Jiang Yanming, "Does this song have a name?" ”

Jiang Yanming said, "Magnolia Xie, drink in the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

"Mid-Autumn Festival drinking, a good Mid-Autumn Festival drinking."

Everyone in the audience also saw the content of Jiang Yanming's works.

Putting aside the surface, the content is top-notch.

"Who the hell are you?"

The arrogant judges gritted their teeth.

Jiang Yanming took out a fan from his sleeve and unfolded it.

A swallow character appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

(End of chapter)