The strongest Luo Chengzhi swept the world

Chapter 34 As expected
As before, everyone collected all the written poems to Mr. Li and others for review.

Mr. Li waited a while and found that the quality of the poem had improved a lot after changing the title.Sure enough, many people are veterans of writing love letters.

Although I am speechless about this, I still have to watch it.A few people quickly looked through it.Although it is much easier to write love poems, it is not easy to judge.

However, the overall quality has improved a lot this time, and many good poems have been discovered at first glance.But after all, it is a selection, and it is impossible to take out all of them, and make good poems from among the good poems.

"This Huba has a bit of ability. This poem is sincere in emotion and accurate in allusion. It is really good. It is indeed a masterpiece!" Someone praised.

Another person said: "Wang Jie's poem is quite good. If I remember correctly, Wang Jie's poems are really well written."

"The poems written by Xu Lun and Du Ling are not bad, but compared with the poems of Wang Jie and Hu Ba, they are actually a bit inferior?" One person was a little surprised.

Obviously, it was Huba's sudden emergence that surprised them.In terms of attainments in love poetry, this unknown Huba has already surpassed Xu Lun and Du Ling.

This time Luo Cheng's poems were not read by Mr. Li. Looking at the poems in his hand, he was silent for a while, and then smiled helplessly: "This Luo Cheng is really amazing."

Several people passed it on to read, but they were all silent, even Mr. Li said in astonishment: "How old is Luo Cheng, to have such a deep understanding of the way of love?"

"In the past, the sea was difficult for water, but Wushan is not a cloud. The charm is profound, the charm is profound..." One person couldn't help sighing, but he couldn't help but let out a voice.

"In the past, the sea was difficult for water, but Wushan is not a cloud..." The girl Qiuyuan, who was close to her, listened to this poem, read it twice softly, and then showed a dazed expression.

"This poem..." Miss Qiuyuan couldn't help being silent. She only heard half of the poem, but she did feel the deep emotion in it. This kind of feeling gave her a very real feeling, rather than nothingness and emptiness. of.

Her beautiful crescent eyebrows raised slightly, and she whispered: "Whose poem is this? Was it also written by Luo Cheng? Who wrote such a deeply emotional poem?" Her gaze was directed at a certain person again. looked in one direction.

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At this moment, the onlookers were talking about it.

There are many fans of Sanjie, and many fans of Wang Jie. After all, Wang Jie is personable, talented, handsome, and a love poem is invincible in the city of Beiping.

"The topic of lovesickness this time is exactly what Wang Gongzi is good at. He must be able to beat that Luo Cheng." Some people whispered. As Wang Jie's supporters, they naturally felt that Luo Cheng's victory over Wang Jie was just accidental. Is the most awesome.

Such words instantly won the approval of many people: "Exactly, how could Luo Cheng pretend to be a ghost and dare not reveal his identity, so he could be my prince's opponent."

"In the past few years, Wang Gongzi has always been the best in writing lovesickness poems, and he has no rivals. Even the other two of the three heroes are quite inferior." Someone commented.

At such a time, it is naturally impossible to unify opinions. Some support Wang Jie, and some oppose, and some support Luo Cheng: "That's not necessarily the case. Although Mr. Luo doesn't have many poems, all the poems are fine. High or low, still can't tell!"

"Now that the result has not been announced, you are so proud of yourself. Aren't you afraid that you will lose your face after the result is announced?" Someone said disdainfully. Such people are generally not used to Wang Jie and the others' usual arrogance.

Some people like high-cold male gods, but some people dismiss such high-cold male gods.Do you really think that you are the heavenly king Lao Tzu, invincible in the world?

The two sides continued to argue. After all, Mr. Li and others have not yet announced the results, and the two sides are just talking to each other, and there is no major problem.

Mr. Li discussed with several people, and the result was finalized.

One person announced: "The second topic of this poetry meeting, the third prize, Xu Lun, Du Ling, the second prize, Huba, Wang Jie, the first prize, Luo Cheng."

As soon as the result came out, both parties who had just argued fell silent.On the one hand, the momentum was instantly sluggish, and there was no morale to go back.The other side didn't speak, and glanced at the past with provocative eyes, you hate me!
This result really exceeded everyone's expectations.Xu Lun and Du Ling fell into the third class, while Wang Jie was ranked second with a little-known Hu Ba.But Luo Cheng still swept the crowd and came out on top.

Luo Cheng was quite satisfied with the result, nodded slightly and said, "Fortunately, I don't want to recognize so many sons."

Luo Cheng looked at Hu Ba and said: "Brother Hu is indeed a man who can't be judged by his appearance, and his strength is comparable to the three masters. He is really powerful."

Huba smiled calmly: "It's natural. Although the three heroes are not weak, I am not weak either. Besides, Miss Qiuyuan is here, how can I not go all out?"

"Uh..." Luo Cheng was speechless, as expected, he couldn't do without Miss Qiuyuan!
This time people around noticed the conversation between the two, and someone said in surprise: "You are Huba?"

Huba arched his hands to the left and right, acquiescing to his identity.

There is no clear quantity requirement for this poem meeting, as long as one is selected first.Because Luo Cheng's poems are so outstanding that it took no effort at all to select the leader, and the latter ones were selected from the top to rank.

Wang Jie frowned when he heard the evaluation result, he really didn't expect this result.He also devoted himself to writing this poem. In his opinion, this poem is already his peak work, but he never thought that even so, he would still lose to Luo Cheng.

"This Luo Cheng..." Wang Jie was still a little unwilling. He was not angry, but this feeling of failure was really uncomfortable.

Xu Lun paused, sighed, and said, "Ziming, since all the elders have finished their work, there must be no mistakes. Only when the poems are published after the end, can we know where the difference lies."

Wang Jie nodded silently, and after a while he said: "Since Luo Cheng is really better than me, I am naturally convinced, but in my heart, I am really unwilling."

Du Ling's complexion did not change, and he said very sternly: "This Luo Cheng is more talented than me. Speaking of it, I want to get acquainted with him even more."

Wang Lun paused, then smiled suddenly, shook his head, and said solemnly: "It seems that I was thinking too much, so what if I lost this time? I, Wang Jie, how could I admit defeat so easily?"

"Then Luo Cheng is definitely on the field, but I don't know who it is? To be able to write such a good work, he must not be an ordinary person." At this moment, everyone was discussing, and the eyes of the three of them swept across, and they all focused on Luo Cheng.

They have never met Luo Cheng, but they have a feeling somewhere.

PS, the third

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