"What does Zhou Gongzi mean by this? Don't you want to be the leader? ”

Youlan's smile disappeared, and she frowned and said with a hint of doubt.

"But so." Zhou Qi replied.

Everyone was puzzled, and some people said with doubts on their faces:

"Zhou Gongzi don't be humble, the leader deserves it!"

"Zhou Gongzi should not be the leader, who can be the leader!"

......

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's not that I'm humble, it's that I deserve it!"

Zhou Qi hugged his fists, pretending to be ashamed.

"Why does Zhou Gongzi deserve it?"

Youlan's brows furrowed even tighter.

Zhou Qi faced everyone and asked meaningfully:

"Do you know the topic of the first question?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and reply truthfully:

"Isn't it based on this snowy winter sun?"

Zhou Qi took a step forward and pretended to be deep:

"Exactly, can you do what you do in the next place?"

"This ......"

Everyone reacted at the right time, and their faces were embarrassed, if this kind of Tibetan poetry could not get the first place, it was really a pity.

Fang Yuan, Zhao Rang and the others were happy, and the two of them had their own thoughts.

Zhou Qi saw that everyone was still embarrassed, and took a step forward and said again:

"This poem has the artistic conception of winter, but it does not have the meaning of spring recovery, it is a farewell poem!"

"I thought that since I took Dongyang as the theme, my humble poem could not be answered by this question, and I must not compete for the top spot!"

"This leader is really deserved!"

After Zhou Qi finished speaking, he shook his head again and again, he was really ashamed!

Everyone saw that the matter had come to this, and it was useless to persuade them.

Earlier, at poetry meetings, literati and artists used the theme of Dongyang.

But later, because the topic was too narrow, Jiang Lang was exhausted by talented people from all over the world, and then slowly evolved into the current theme of winter.

The literati were accustomed to it, as if they had reached a consensus, and they did not feel that it was inappropriate.

But today, Zhou has made a fuss about this matter again, and everyone can't refute it.

"That Zhou Gongzi thinks, who can come out on top?"

One of them broke the silence and asked first.

"I don't dare to speak up."

Zhou Qi said bitterly.

"Zhou Gongzi, but it doesn't hurt to say it, only Zhou Gongzi has the final say on who can be the leader today!"

Another chimed in.

"That is, it can only be judged by a talent like Zhou Gongzi!"

Seeing this, Youlan also looked at Zhou Qi, and then said:

"Since it's hard to resist the hospitality, then it's troublesome for Zhou Gongzi!"

Zhou Qi's face became complicated.

Isn't this throwing stones and hitting yourself in the foot?

How did this offending happen to me all at once?

That regret in my heart!

"Then I have to obey my fate."

Zhou Qi responded, and had a plan in his heart, who wouldn't dump the pot.

Zhou Qi slowly came to the middle of the stands and prepared to speak.

"In my opinion, the poems written by Wang Gongzi, Fang Gongzi, Zhao Gongzi and Xiao Gongzi are all excellent works."

"You can choose one of the four sons to be the leader."

It's good now, not only don't offend people, but also be crazy to shake the pot.

But there is someone who can shake the pot better than him.

"Which of the four sons does Gongzi think is the most suitable?"

Youlan's brows finally relaxed, and her smile was like a flower.

The cauldron came to Zhou Qi's back again.

"The four sons are indistinguishable, and the girl is really embarrassed."

Zhou Qi looked embarrassed, and looked at Youlan with deep meaning.

"How dare the slave family embarrass the son, the son really wronged the slave family."

Youlan knew the instructions from above, and she must not offend Zhou Qi, so she deliberately flirted and scolded her.

"Where is it, the Youlan girl is so moving, it's too late to cherish it, how can she be wronged."

Zhou Qi said as he glanced at the Great Rift Valley.

Youlan noticed Zhou Qi's gaze, and deliberately leaned forward.

Zhou Qi's breathing was a little short, thinking that although the two Tuan Tuan were not as white and tender as the concubine, they were victorious.

Youlan saw Zhou Qi's infatuated look and thought:

"What kind of genius is the leader, it's not the same as Yang Tai, you know the body of the greedy old lady."

Zhou Qi glanced at it twice.

At this time, someone ruined Zhou Qi's good deeds.

"In the next Bucai, Wang Shizi's work is the most suitable for the theme of 'Winter Sun', and he will withdraw from the battle for the top in the next."

Fang Yuan got up and said, his meaning was already clear.

The word "most" will promote Wang Yue to the first place.

Zhao Rang didn't dare to say anything, he was about to be burned, how could he dare to compete for the top.

Now only Xiao Huaiyi and Wang Yue are left.

Xiao Huaiyi didn't expect Zhou Qi to be so thoughtful, this act seems simple, but it is actually the best opportunity to win people's hearts.

Although I really want to be the guest of the Red Lady in the curtain.。

But now he also knew that the poems he had written did not fit the theme.

If they fight again, won't it make people see jokes.

"This son's coming here is just a little yin, it's Zhou Gongzi who carries love,"

"And the poems written by Ben Gongzi are not in line with the theme, and Ben Gongzi also withdrew and did not participate in this competition."

Xiao Huaiyi glanced at Zhou Qi after speaking, as if to say, you kid just pushed me as the leader, why bother with the four talents?

"My son also quit."

Zhao Rang saw that everyone's eyes were on him, knowing that he couldn't hide, and hurriedly said.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Yue.

"Your sons are so humble, then you will not be invincible."

Wang Yue stood up and arched his hand.

"Where is Brother Wang, what Zai Xia and the other sons have done have been off topic, and they have lost at the starting point, what if they go to the end?"

Zhou Qi saw that these literati were too capable of pretending, better than themselves, and they really couldn't stand it.

Seeing that Wang Yue was still prevaricating, he said again:

"Just like Xiao Gongzi said, the plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance."

"Snow and plum are whiter, but Mei knows that she can't compare, but she has to compare with fragrance, doesn't this break the rules."

Youlan saw that several sons were shirking, and only Wang Yue was the most suitable at the moment, so she also followed Zhou Qi and said:

"What Zhou Gongzi said is very true, and I ask Wang Gongzi not to refuse."

"Don't shirk the prince!"

Some followed.

"If you are humble again, it will be hypocritical."

"Well, then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

Wang Yue no longer shirked, and Youlan also announced that Wang Yue was the leader of the first question.

"Please go downstairs and rest for an hour, and then we will have the second question."

Youlan said with a smile, and then said with a hint of playfulness:

"The second question is presided over by Miss Hongling herself."

After Youlan finished speaking, she bowed and walked back to the backstage with a bewitching figure.

The audience in the audience all cheered, like a large-scale star-chasing scene in Zhou Qi's previous life.

Zhou Qi didn't cheer, after all, it was enough to force the qualifications.

We can't jump on the desk and whistle like Xiao Huaiyi.

Some people have come down to rest downstairs for a while, and some people go out for a stroll, after all, today is the Winter Yang Festival, and it is on Qingping Street, and its lively scene can be imagined.

Of course, there were some people who came to Zhou Qi and wanted to ask for the calligraphy and painting of Bai Xuege.

Zhou Qi did not refuse all the comers, not only to practice fonts, but also to make friends and sell personal favors.