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Chapter 225 The first prize is hers, I am just polishing it
She especially liked the first sentence, "I left as quietly as I came."

It has a very poetic artistic conception and beauty. It can be said that this poem brings the beauty of modern poetry to the extreme.

"Quietness is the shengxiao of farewell, and silence is the Cambridge tonight. These two sentences also rhyme, and the format is rigorous, very beautiful, and easy to read!"

Ji Xinyu fell in love with this poem and kept savoring the beauty in it.

Although Xue Ling didn't understand it, she felt that this poem was so beautiful.

Ji Xinyu analyzed a lot, but she could only say one thing, it's so beautiful.

"Brother Ruofeng can not only write songs, but also poems. He is a perfect male god. Wow...Brother Ruofeng, I love you to death!" Xue Ling was very excited and pulled Xu Ruofeng's arm non-stop. Rub rub.

The people around were shocked by this poem. No one expected that a random poem by Xu Ruofeng could be so beautiful.

This talent can no longer be explained by inspiration. For a modern person, writing poetry is a very ancient thing. Everyone is busy making money, and few people can calm down and think about the beauty of culture.

"It's so beautiful, every sentence is a classic, and the whole poem is like a painting!" Someone exclaimed. He was amazed by this painting, as if he himself was the person in the painting, and experienced the artistic conception of the poem personally.

"Isn't this guy a singer? Why is he still a poet? It seems that not everyone has talent. Xinyu, you lose this round!"

said a young girl who had a good relationship with Ji Xinyu.

Before Xu Ruofeng appeared, she had always thought that Ji Xinyu had outstanding literary talent and was worthy of the title of talented woman from Beijing University. But just now, Xu Ruofeng's appearance made her rethink the word talent.

Xu Ruofeng is a typical example of God's reward.

"I lost. I knew this a long time ago. In fact, I had already given up before he wrote it!" Ji Xinyu was very honest. She was convinced when she lost to Xu Ruofeng.

"Ah? Why? You were not someone who gave up easily before!" Another girl asked in surprise.

Ji Xinyu smiled and said: "Because I have known for a long time that he is very powerful, and I cannot match his talent!"

"Actually, Xinyu, you are not far behind. I heard that you participated in an essay competition some time ago and won the first prize. As expected of you, you have never let us down!" a young man praised.

In fact, the matter of winning the award did not spread widely. Only some people in Beijing University knew about it, and even more people in the Writers' Association knew about it.

After all, this essay competition is sponsored by the Writers Association.

The purpose is to discover today's literary geniuses and outstanding literary talents.

Most of the people who were close to Ji Xinyu were from prestigious schools. It was normal for this matter to spread to their ears over and over again.

"Yes, Xinyu, your sentence "The falling clouds and the solitary owl fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky" is so wonderful and shocking. I was shocked when I saw it for the first time. This sentence can be passed down through the ages. Ah!" said a girl, praising Ji Xinyu so much that she could memorize those famous lines.

In that article, the most brilliant and most talked-about sentences are these.

You can think about it over and over again and savor it carefully, so that you can discover the beauty in it.

"It's like a landscape painting. Your skills in depicting scenes are so profound. Xinyu, you are worthy of being a talented girl from Peking University!"

People appreciated this article very much and even compared Xu Ruofeng's poem just now with each other.

"I think the two are equally good in terms of scenery description!"

"Farewell to Cambridge is even more lyrical. Xinyu's article is a beautiful prose that brings the beauty of words to the extreme."

"I like both of these articles, each has its own merits!"

"I still like Farewell Cambridge, this poem is as beautiful as a dream!"

"Don't argue, no matter which article, it's beautiful!"

"That sentence directly brought to mind the beautiful scenery of the sunset and the long river. It was so beautifully written that a moving painting was sketched out in just a few words."...

Faced with everyone's compliments and compliments, Ji Xinyu hurriedly explained: "Actually, I didn't complete that article alone."

At this time, Xue Ling, who had been unable to speak for a long time, quickly asked: "Why do you say that?"

Others have the same question. You have already won the award. Why do you suddenly say this? This is not the joke.

Ji Xinyu said: "I originally wrote this article myself, but that night, I met Xu Ruofeng, so I asked him to help me read it, and then he added those famous sentences. Unexpectedly, it was these few sentences that made me Won first prize!”

It was what happened this time that made Ji Xinyu admire Xu Ruofeng extremely.

She used to think of herself as a talented woman from Peking University. In terms of literary talent, she was not afraid of anyone, let alone convinced by anyone.

But Xu Ruofeng's literary talent made her realize that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

"Ah? Is it true? This, brother Ruofeng?" Xue Ling was shocked and couldn't believe this. She turned to look at Xu Ruofeng, seeking his answer.

Xu Ruofeng nodded slightly: "That's true, but I didn't win the award. I was purely out of help among friends, and I have no interest in winning the award!"

This news can be said to have stirred up waves, and people were shocked.

I never expected that there was such a thing behind the first prize article.

In this way, Xu Ruofeng's talent is even more demonic.

One person has written so many famous sentences, even if Xu Ruofeng wins the first prize, it is not an exaggeration.

It turns out that the talented man everyone always thought was Xu Ruofeng!

If it weren't for tonight's party, I'm afraid everyone still wouldn't know this secret.

Ji Xinyu took the initiative to tell the truth, which was quite magnanimous.

"Yeah, brother Ruofeng, you are so handsome. It turns out you are the real winner of the first prize!" Xue Ling jumped up and down excitedly.

"You can't say that. The main body and ideas of the article are all Xinyu's. I just polished it and didn't add much, so the award still belongs to her. This will not change!" Xu Ruofeng said.

"But you wrote the famous sentence. Without your famous sentence, I wouldn't have won the award!" Xue Ling said.

"Yes, Xu Ruofeng, although the first prize is nominally Xinyu, we all understand that you are the first prize!" said a handsome boy next to him.

"Xinyu, we admire your magnanimity very much if you take the initiative to tell the truth. Xu Ruofeng, we admire your magnanimity even more if you give up the award to Xinyu!" said a girl.

Others spoke one after another, admiring Xu Ruofeng even more.

"No wonder it's so beautiful. It turns out it's all from your pen. Your talent is so evil."

"Now that I think about it, that sentence can directly make you a god!"

"It is simply the pinnacle of ancient Chinese literature. If Xu Ruofeng were a student of your school, he would definitely leave a glorious mark in the century-old history of Peking University!"

"What a young genius. The article is beautifully written and fully reflects the great mountains and rivers of the motherland."

"The falling clouds and the solitary owl flying together, this anthropomorphic description is very vivid, and it suddenly feels like a picture."

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(End of this chapter)