Chapter 398: Ranking [Second Update]

[398] ranking

"Stranger, I bless you too

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I just want to face the sea and bloom in spring. ”

When the last stanza of the poem fell, the audience fell silent.

The breeze is blowing, the aftermath is still there, and the fragrance of talent fills the audience.

Everyone was dumbfounded, didn't say a word, and looked at the teenager on the stage stupidly.

As soon as this poem came out, it made goosebumps fall to the ground.

Jiang Ziya froze when he heard this!

Gongsun Rongruo and Situ Haowen and other officials with high status were also dumbfounded!

Not to mention them, looking at the atmosphere of the whole scene, you can know that one of the people sitting below is counted as one, and there is no sound at once.

Even the host Wang Shuai was stunned and forgot to open her mouth with the microphone, and the hostess Hu Jing was even worse, her eyes were straight, and the microphone in her hand fell off the palm of her hand without realizing it, until the microphone fell on the red carpet of the stage and made a heavy muffled sound, she came back to her senses.

Then, everyone was pulled back by this sound, and it seemed that they had just recovered from the beautiful artistic conception of "facing the sea, spring flowers blooming".

Wow!

There was sparse applause from the bottom of the audience.

Of course, Jiang Zhoushu, Xiao Chuqing and others are taking the lead in applauding, and they are also the first to applaud:

"What a poem!"

"What a beautiful mood!"

"Full of petty bourgeoisie!"

"I don't know why, but when I heard this poem, I felt that this was my ideal life. ”

The Eight Sages were the first to stand up and commented:

This is a lyrical modern poem, from which I heard Ye Xuan's yearning for a simple, simple and free state of life, and the spirit of exploring the "eternal" and unknown world. But at the same time, Ye Xuan has a broad mind, and through this poem, he sends blessings to every stranger, including those who have hurt him and doubted him!

The combination of direct expression of the chest with hints and symbolism makes the whole poem clear and profound, clear and subtle, cheerful and dignified, rich, and expresses the poet's desire for a happy and simple life. ”

At the same time, the dense messages on the Internet have been swiped.

"Oh my God! Through this poem, I have already felt Ye Xuan's strong pure heart!"

"Yes, I felt his simplicity, simplicity and dedication to happiness, and I decided never to doubt him again. ”

"I was wrong, Ye Dacaizi, I have to apologize to you. ”

"Lonely Shang Yin and Ye Xuanyi compared, the superior judgment, the words of Lonely Shang Yin are confrontational and aggressive, but Ye Xuan's modern poems are subtle, simple, graceful and open-minded, after listening, I feel that the world is beautiful, this is simply a baptism of the spirit. ”

"Ye Xuancaizi, you have violated the unforgivable crime of blind Ji Baxiu in the Xiu Hua Law, and my Duxiu armor announced that I will deprive you of all the rights of Xiu, and implement the sealing of Tianxiu, Tie your hands to Xiuqin, Duxiu Sword, Duxiu God of War Slash, Duxiu Sealing the Clutches, Duxiu Swordsmanship, Duxiu Light Bursting Eggs. ”

"Jealousy separates me from ......"

"Jealousy Makes Me Misplaced and Subtracted ......"

"Jealousy Makes Me Mutagenesis ......"

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With the rapid development of China's economy, people's living conditions are better, and the pursuit of spirit is getting higher and higher.

However, in this era, it is like a gust of fresh wind, blowing into the hearts of everyone, bringing a strong touch, and even lighting up the gloomy life with a glimmer of light, making dreams shine into reality, which is very easy to resonate with young men and women.

At this moment, the Golden Luan Palace,

Tian Haiqian closed his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, savored it, he was in his early forties, in the prime of life, of course, he could appreciate the wonderful intention of the poem.

After a while, he opened his eyes and laughed: "This modern poem is really well written, it actually makes me feel like abandoning the country and returning to the red dust." ”

The assistant next to him trembled, and sighed: "Your Majesty, by all means, the empire can't live without you!"

Tian Haiqian smiled again, pushed his glasses and said: "I'm just kidding, if one day I retire, I really want to live this life of "facing the sea and blooming in spring". ”

As he spoke, Tian Haiqian stared at the message on the computer screen that kept scrolling to praise Ye Xuan, and muttered:

"This Ye Xuan, you must reuse it!"

The assistant memorized Tian Haiqian's words and quietly stepped aside.

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Taixue Temple!

After listening to Ye Xuan's creation, the twelve scholars were silent.

"What do you think?" asked Su Xiaolan.

Wang Juemin said: "It's not good. ”

Lin Shenxiu nodded: "Compared with "Qinyuan Spring Snow", "Crossing Zero Ding Yang", and "Song of Righteousness", it is far inferior. ”

Zhou Sitong agreed: "It is full of petty bourgeois feelings, less family and country feelings, and much worse in artistic conception." ”

"I think so too. Su Xiaolan nodded, agreeing with the words of her colleagues.

It is hard for them to believe that this modern poem full of petty bourgeois sentiment and the person who wrote "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" and "Song of Righteousness" are a person!

However, when they saw the applause for the song on the Internet.

They suddenly realized that this was the generation gap!

Thinking about it carefully, Ye Xuan is still an eighteen-year-old teenager, and it is not surprising that he can write such a work full of modern Internet style!

Thinking of this, Su Xiaolan waved her hand: "It's okay, this is just the beginning, what's the hurry." Let's keep listening......"

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On stage,

The host finally reacted.

"Now that all the contestants have finished reciting their work, let's start counting the scores. ”

Twenty minutes......

Time flies, and everyone's total score is calculated.

"Okay, now the rankings are out. ”

Wang Shuai announced: "There are a total of eleven talented people with scores of more than sixty points. ”

"No. 11, Mr. Pu Chang of the Beixian Literature Society's modern poem "Tonight, I Have a Date with the Bed", 63 points. Hostess Hu Jing said.

Hearing this, the people of Beixian Kingdom cheered, and congratulated with a smile: "Congratulations, Teacher Pu Chang can stand out among hundreds of talents, and he really gives us the face of Beixian Kingdom!"

Pu Chang pushed his glasses and said, "It's a small thing, I only played half of my talent." ”

Hu Jing continued: "No. 10, "Untitled" by the talented Song Qiji, 65 points. ”

Pu Chang glanced at Song Qiji, slightly displeased, and said in a cold whisper:

"See, Huaguo is really full of talents, and a young man is also between me and I. If this plan succeeds, we will all be national heroes when we go back. ”

Song Qiji shook his hand modestly, "I'm actually not very satisfied with this poem, I didn't write my style and artistic conception, and I'm already very satisfied with more than sixty points." ”

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(End of chapter)