In the Fengxuan Building, all the people were waiting for Miss Feng'er's reply. After Hongxia asked the question, she was also ready to listen intently to see how she treated.

In the gauze tent, Miss Feng'er seemed to be thinking about something, and she was a little stunned, until Hongxia whispered, and then came back to her senses.

"Oh, let's be next!" After saying that, Miss Feng'er fell into deep thought again.

The voice was so soft that only Hongxia could hear it, and Hongxia was full of surprise and doubt. "Next one, is this the end of it?"

Hongxia thought in her heart, but she actually knew the answer, but she didn't understand it a little. She thought that if Miss Feng'er really looked at Chinese Yong, then this round should be directly confirmed.

But no, but the 'next one' very calmly. Could it be that there are other people that Lord Feng is concerned about? Hongxia was very puzzled, but since it was Lord Feng's intention, she could only do so.

She walked to the front of the stage, glanced at everyone, then looked at Wen Yong, and said: "Wen Gongzi's poems are very wonderful, they are the assets of the country's fortune, but they just can't match this last song, so it's a pity that Wen Gongzi's poems were not selected." Please forgive me. ”

Hongxia paused, then looked at everyone and said, "Next!"

After hearing Hongxia's words, Wen Yong just secretly pursed his lips and shook his head, but it was nothing. It's just that many spectators present have objections.

"This is a poem of national fortune! I haven't liked such a good poem?"

"Yes, the poems and essays with the luck of the country, not to mention anything else, are placed in the homes of any prince and noble, and they are all heirlooms! This last song is also very good. But you can't even look down on a poem about the fortune of the country, right? Isn't that too proud?"

"Isn't it just a piano song? Is it better than a poem of national fortune? The woman in this gauze tent really can't tell the difference between good and bad. ”

At this time, all people have some discomfort in their hearts. And there is some indignation at the fact that a single national fortune poem is not qualified to become a bosom friend.

In fact, many of the people present were the same, they all stepped forward to write poems before, but they all failed, and none of them succeeded, so no matter who they were, they were a little unhappy, but seeing Wen Yong's national fortune poems was also ruthlessly passed, which caused the resentment in many people's hearts to spread.

Moreover, Wen Yong's poetry still praises the literati in the capital. So at this moment, many people continued to help Wen Yong express their grievances and grievances.

But in the midst of the crowd. But there was just one person on the contrary, Tian Hong was very happy to see that Wen Yong failed to succeed. He suddenly felt as if he was not so unlucky......

Wen Yong looked at Hongxia. He arched his hand and said, "Miss Hongxia praised it falsely. I'm ashamed to know that I can't understand the meaning of the last piano song, so please don't be surprised. ”

"Wen Gongzi is humble. Hongxia said: "Childe's talent is outstanding, this qin song may be more out of the way, it's not that your poetry is not good, so don't be presumptuous." In that case, let's go to the next one. ”

Although it is said that the next person is in the field. There is no next one, and some are just the next one in this 'Wenbi'.

So the meaning of Hongxia words. It's that Wenbi can continue, and the next one can play!

When it comes to the next one, many people naturally think of Lintian, but they forget about another person, and he is the initiator, or fuse, of the whole thing.

That was Wang Ming, he had obviously written a famous poem before, and the luck vision at that time also shocked the audience, but he thought that there would be enough limelight.

However, such a result was something he did not expect, and everyone had forgotten about it.

Wang Ming was very helpless, and he was even more angry in his heart, but now on this occasion, he had no way to vent his grievances, so in addition to venting on Lintian, he couldn't find a better place.

Wang Ming's face was gloomy, and just as everyone was looking at the heavenly compartment on the second floor, he stepped forward.

"Under Wang Ming, I also participated in this Wenbi, but Wang still has to say that this Wenbi is a grievance between Brother Wen and me, but since Brother Wen Yong is talented, then I think Wang does not need to be ugly, between the two of us, it is good to take his national fortune poem as the standard, if Brother Wen Yong wins, it is my victory. ”

Wang Ming's sudden interjection made everyone come back to their senses, but only then did they remember that it was indeed Wang Ming who started first. However, this Wenbi is a battle between them and Lintian, but Wang Ming and Wen Yong are obviously together, so as long as one person defeats Lintian, it can also be regarded as their victory.

Wen Yong made a poem about the national fortune, and no one can match it except for the talented man with a high literary position. Wang Ming also knew it, so at this moment, he decided to let Wen Yong represent them.

From any point of view, Wang Ming's doing this is reasonable, since there are already national fortune poems, then everything else is superfluous, so most people just nodded and didn't say anything.

Wen Yong looked at Wang Ming, thought about it in his heart, and then felt that he should have no other intentions, and just felt that his national fortune poem was enough, so he said so.

He looked at Wang Ming and said: "Brother Wang has said it, Wen is just luck, but since you said so, then so be it, just use this national fortune poem of mine as a representative!"

"Okay, that's up to you, Brother Wen. Wang Ming nodded, although he was reluctant in his heart, he still had to do enough work on the surface.

Then, Wang Ming turned around and shouted towards the second floor: "Hey, Lintian! You heard it, Wen Yong and I decided to let him represent you Wen Bi, do you agree to build it?"

"Hmph, you've all discussed it, and you're asking us what we think?" is it necessary?" Tuofei said disdainfully upstairs.

In fact, if you think about it from another angle, there are indeed some injustices to Lintian, but often these injustices are not a problem in the hearts of some paranoid people, such as the many spectators present. At this moment, they all thought in their hearts that Wen Yong had already written poems in advance, and at this time, the two of them let Wen Yong be the representative, even if they were even, they didn't owe each other, wouldn't it be very good!

Wang Ming said contemptuously: "I'm not asking you again, I'm asking Lintian! It has nothing to do with you." It's been so long, aren't you ready?"

Tuofei looked at Wang Ming, he was angry, he couldn't help it, and decided to scold, to teach this shameless guy a good lesson.

However, just as he was about to open his mouth, the hand that had been familiar and the familiar movement slapped him on the shoulder again, making Ting stop unconsciously.

"Brother Tuofei, don't be impatient, let's ...... me" (To be continued.) )

PS: Today is the first day of the shelves, no matter what the results are, thank you for your support, I will continue to work hard!!!!