"Canglang Poetry Society vs. Begonia Poetry Society?"

In the venue, after hearing the list of the first round of matches, a group of readers immediately discussed.

Of course, they have heard of the name of the Canglang Poetry Society, which is a poetry society formed by students from Yangzhou Fuxue.

The members of the Canglang Poetry Society are all leaders in the school, and there are many young and promising students like Feng Hanzhang, who are also well-known in Yangzhou Mansion.

But where did this Begonia Poetry Society ...... come from?

In the audience, Han Yuan took a deep breath, glanced at Lu Zhe on the side, and cheered him up, "Brother Lu, you will go first in a while!"

Lu Zhe nodded solemnly, Han Yuan had already arranged it in the private room just now, and he would take the lead.

The reason for this arrangement is also very simple, that is, because Lu Zhe's talent is the worst, which is a bit of a taste of Tian Ji horse racing, let Lu Zhe try the strength of the other party.

Anyway, Lu Zhe will not have any impact on the results of the poetry meeting, and it is very appropriate to use him as a touchstone.

Of course, this is just an arrangement made by a few members of the Begonia Poetry Society, in the eyes of Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai, the talents and learning of the four of them are almost the same, no matter how they arrange the troops, the result will only be a fiasco.

No matter how well the poem is written, at least the courage of these four people to dare to fight is still very commendable.

Lu Zhe, who was willing to be cannon fodder, got up with a resolute expression and walked slowly into the arena with crab steps amid the encouragement of his friends.

The person who fought against Lu Zhe was named Zheng Tao, and he was one of the backbone members of the Canglang Poetry Society.

When Zheng Tao first saw that his opponent was a yellow-mouthed son, he still felt a little contempt in his heart, but when he felt the momentum of Lu Zhe's body that was sluggish and cold, and the strong man was gone, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

Isn't it a prodigy of any family?

Zheng Tao's eyes gradually became solemn, and he put away his contempt for Lu Zhe.

In the first game, the competition was a military poem.

Zheng Tao seemed to be prepared, and after a moment of silence, he composed a poem, and then looked at Lu Zhe opposite.

Lu Zhe held back for a long time, his face was red and his neck was thick, but he also held back a poem.

However, the quality of this poem is ......, even Lu Zhe himself is not too embarrassed to read it.

Just look at the strange smiles on the faces of the people around you.

In this first game, Zheng Tao naturally won.

Although Lu Zhe came up with the preparation of becoming cannon fodder, being eliminated as soon as he entered the field still made him feel shameless, and he couldn't wait to find a crack to get into.

Lu Zhe secretly glanced at the judges' bench on the high platform, and then returned to his seat in a gloomy manner.

Seeing this, Zhao Luosheng couldn't help but sigh secretly, few people in Yangzhou City knew that this Lu Zhe was his little grandson.

It's a pity that although this Lu Zhe has his bloodline, he hasn't even inherited any of his literary talents.

After Lu Zhe, the Begonia Poetry Society successively sent Wang Zhang, Han Yuan, and Sheng Changfeng three generals.

No matter how Zheng Tao says it, he is also a student member of the house, where is the foundation there, where can Sheng Changfeng, a few children who have not even taken the children's exam, compare?

The result was naturally no surprise, Zheng Tao didn't make much effort, he eliminated all three of them, and completed the feat of wearing four, even Zheng Tao himself couldn't believe it.

The Begonia Poetry Society collapsed so quickly, and was even gloriously worn in four, which was beyond the expectations of everyone present.

After a brief silence, there were uncontrollable low laughter from time to time.

Sheng Changfeng, who had just been defeated, heard the cynicism of the people around him, his little face suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head and retreated to the stage, feeling shameless to say goodbye to Jiangdong's father.

Seeing that the Begonia Poetry Club was about to become the laughing stock of all the readers, Sheng Changbai finally appeared.

I only heard Sheng Changbai slowly chanting: "The white feather is like frost out of the cold, Hu Feng continues to pick up Chang'an, the city is a west mountain and the moon, how many people will see it immediately."

The first two sentences write that the frontier is urgent, the military situation is severe, and the rhythm is rapid and tense, and the last two sentences turn from war to lyricism, vigorous and majestic, and the artistic conception is profound.

Sheng Changbai just doesn't deliberately chant on weekdays

Getting the moon doesn't mean that he won't, once Sheng Changbai gets serious, there are few people of his age who can match his strength in poetry.

This song "Plugged Song" made everyone in the audience applaud it.

On the high platform, the three judges led by Zhao Luosheng unanimously decided that Sheng Changbai won.

After Zheng Tao regretted his defeat, the Canglang Poetry Society sent another backbone of the society, but he was still defeated by Sheng Changbai.

The Begonia Poetry Society was previously worn by Zheng Tao, and it has been recognized as the fish belly team, but it inexplicably jumped out of Sheng Changbai, such a strong person, as soon as he came up, he stopped the decline, and in turn wore two, the level rose and fell, like a roller coaster, so that everyone was confused.

Offstage, seeing that his second brother was so brave, Sheng Changfeng and his friends were so excited that they danced, their eyes were full of brilliance, looking forward to Sheng Changbai being ashamed of them.

At this point, the next question is revealed.

When Sheng Changbai saw the title, he suddenly sighed in his heart, and secretly called out that something was wrong, it turned out that the title of this time was a poem of resentment.

The so-called poems of resentment mainly express the sorrow of the woman, or the emotions of the girl's spring. And this is exactly what Sheng Changbai is not good at.

But if Sheng Changbai has the talent in this area, he will not change the names of the maids in the study to sheep hair and wolf hair.

In the final analysis, Sheng Changbai is a straight man of steel, where can he write the delicate and sad tone of the poem?

As a result, after Sheng Changbai defeated the two people of the Canglang Poetry Society, he finally hated defeat.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Chen was left alone in the Begonia Poetry Society, and Wei Chen seemed to have become the hope of the whole village, and the pressure was all focused on him.

Sheng Changfeng and Han Yuan were so anxious that their palms were sweating, but Wei Chen himself was very determined, he slowly got up, and arched his hand at Zhao Luosheng: "Please give me a question, old gentleman."

Zhao Luosheng stroked his beard, glanced at Wei Chen, and said with a smile: "The name of your poetry club is Begonia, so it is themed Begonia, how about it?"

With begonias as a theme?

Wei Chen was slightly surprised when he heard this.

According to common sense, the people in the poetry club chant poetry and sing harmony, and the preferred object is the name of the society, such as the Begonia Poetry Society, the word Begonia should be recited by the members.

Zhao Luosheng took Begonia as the topic, was he afraid that the Begonia Poetry Society would lose too badly, so he deliberately helped reduce the difficulty?

Wei Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It's a pity that Zhao Luosheng didn't know that Wei Chen only joined the Begonia Poetry Club today, and he had never participated in the recitation of Begonia.

Fortunately, Wei Chen had enough stock in his abdomen, and after taking it with one hand, he paced a few steps, and then slowly groaned: "There is a lot of new green between the branches, Xiaolei hides a few reds, cherish the heart and don't vomit lightly, and teach the peach and plum to make a spring breeze."

"Okay, good one, teach Tao Li to make a spring breeze!"

Zhao Luosheng is already in the age of the sixtieth year, his hair is white, and when he heard Wei Chen's poem, he directly slapped it up, and while brushing his long hair, he sighed with emotion: "Peach and plum sell yangyan, begonia keeps the high festival, all gentlemen should learn begonias, be careful not to be peach and plum!"

"Students should follow his teachings." All the students in the audience bowed their heads and said yes, many of them were students of the government, and they had always treated Zhao Luosheng with a teacher's courtesy.

After educating the students, Zhao Luosheng turned his head to look at Wei Chen again, and nodded appreciatively, even if Wei Chen's poem was a previous inventory, it was enough to prove his talent.

At this time, the person who fought against Wei Chen was Feng Hanzhang, a student of the Fuxue School who had come out to announce the rules of the poetry club.

Just now Zhao Luosheng praised Wei Chen, which made Feng Hanzhang's pressure suddenly increase a lot, but fortunately, this topic is not difficult, and he will not be unable to write poems.

After pondering for a while, Feng Hanzhang slowly chanted: "The autumn is shallow and reflects the heavy door, and the seven sections are full of snow. Out of the bath, Taizhen ice is a shadow, and Xiziyu is the soul. Xiaofeng does not dissipate a thousand points of sorrow, and the rain also adds a trace of the swamp. Leaning on the painting column alone if you are interested, clear the anvil and send the flute to dusk."

In all fairness, Feng Hanzhang's poem can be regarded as a masterpiece, but everything is afraid of comparison, compared with Wei Chen's poem, Feng Hanzhang's poem suddenly fell behind.

The artistic conception is poor, and it is useless to pile up rhetoric.

Feng Hanzhang himself obviously realized this, but his ability was limited, and he knew it

There is no way to improve.

He can only pin his hopes on Zhao Luosheng, after all, Zhao Luosheng is his teacher in the school, and he will be biased towards him a little bit if he wants to.