Jia Yujing of Red Mansion

Chapter 76
Jiang Wuji's outburst pushed this literary meeting to another climax.

Everyone likes to watch this kind of tit-for-tat competition. It would be boring if one company dominates.

Now everyone's eyes are on Jia Qiong, and everyone thinks he will take the stage in the next round.

However, everyone was surprised to find that he was pushing another student next to him to come to the stage. This person was Zhao Lingfeng.

He said depressedly: "Head of the club, I really don't want to go.

How can I write a good poem in half a cup of tea? "

"It's important to participate. It's important to participate. If you want to participate in the future, you won't have a chance." Jia Qiong.

"No, no one from the other academies plans to attend, so you should go." Zhao Lingfeng.

"Do you want to have a beginning and an end? Who asked you to draw sixth?"

"That's right, you have to know how to avoid death!"

"Come on, come on, we support you!"

"Come on, Zhao Zilong is a brave man!"

Gan!
With the encouragement of everyone, Zhao Lingfeng had no choice but to bite the bullet and go on stage.

I don't know what his mental activity is at the moment, but he will probably give a good greeting to the group of classmates who are making fun of him.

The onlookers didn't know Jia Qiong's plan. They felt very strange when they saw Jia Qiong not coming on stage yet, and they started talking a lot.

"Is it possible that Jia Qiong doesn't plan to participate?"

"Maybe I'm afraid that I won't be able to write a good poem and I'll lose face."

"It's really difficult to win Jiang Wuji's poem, not to mention there's not enough time."

"It seems that I won't see any new poems from the Little Poet Fairy today."

The guests were also very curious. Zhou Zhidao asked Shen Yan: "Mr. Hengfeng, doesn't your disciple plan to participate in the final round?"

Shen Yan said: "I don't know this, they arranged it themselves."

Zhao Yongchang said angrily: "If the little poetry fairy doesn't write poetry today, then this literary meeting will be greatly overshadowed.

There are so many people below, but they are all here for him. "

Shen Yan snorted coldly and didn't even look at him. The contempt was obvious, and Zhao Yongchang's face turned green with anger.

"Isn't this not over yet? It's too early for Brother Zhao to speak. Let's wait until the end."

The headmaster of Yueyang Academy, Yan Ba, quickly came out to smooth things over and end this minor conflict.

Only Zhao Lingfeng participated in this round, and everyone was staring at him.

It was really the center of attention. Zhao Lingfeng was already breaking out in cold sweat before he even took the stage.

Fortunately, he still remembered his identity, muttering in his heart that he could not embarrass the academy, and pretending to be calm, he opened the two signs, which were the words Huang Ying and Da Gu.

This question was not difficult. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thought of a poem.

The fields are full of water and the rice leaves are in full bloom. The sun shines through the trees and the smoke is low.

The oriole also loves the new coolness, flying over the green mountains and singing in the shadows.

Although this quatrain is not very brilliant, it is still a good poem.

After all, he thought of it in half a cup of tea, so everyone cheered.

Zhao Lingfeng walked off the stage with his head held high, completely different from the nervous look he had when he took the stage.

In the end, his poem was ranked third, only behind Jiang Wuji and Li Chong.

The host asked at this time: "Is there anyone else who wants to come on stage?" But he looked straight at Jia Qiong.

"I'll try it."

Jia Qiong lived up to everyone's expectations and stood up, holding her sword and slowly walked onto the stage.

He has a tall and straight figure and a calm demeanor, as if he has his own sound effects.

"Little Shixian is really into it!"

"I told you a long time ago, Xiao Shixian will definitely come on stage."

"How can you compose poetry when half a cup of tea is gone and half the time is gone in the blink of an eye?"

"Just look at it and you'll find out."

On the stage, the host smiled at Jia Qiong and said: "Jia Xiaoyou, you only have a little time, be careful not to overtime."

"thanks for reminding."

Jia Qiong randomly selected two wooden plaques, turned them over, and saw the words "old man" and "hero".He was overjoyed and secretly thought, God help me, but his face remained calm.

Holding the sword with one hand and holding the other behind his back, he looked up at the rolling Yangtze River in the north, seemingly lost in thought.

"It's not difficult to write these two words, but if you have too little time, I'm afraid it won't be a masterpiece."

"Yeah, it's already half the time."

"The little poetry fairy must hand in a blank paper."

"If you hand in a blank paper, you will hand in a blank paper. It will harm your reputation if you write a random piece of work to make up for it."

After everyone discussed it for a while, the water in the dripper was almost bottomed out, and Jia Qiong was still looking into the distance without moving.

In the Yueyang Tower, Zhao Yongchang couldn't help but start to ridicule: "Oh, Jia Qiong is too trusting.

It would be great to play early, but there is not enough time now. "

Shen Yan glanced at him sideways and ignored him.

The host on the stage couldn't help but remind: "My little friend, the time is coming soon."

Only then did Jia Qiong come to his senses, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you sir for reminding me."

He walked to the screen in a few steps, picked up his pen, and splashed ink.

The Xingkai calligraphy, which has been refined over time, is vividly displayed on the silk, and the writing is done in one go.

the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

Success or failure turned empty.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

The white-haired fisherman Qiao Jiangzhu used to watch autumn and spring.

A jug of muddy wine meets together.

Many things from ancient to modern times are all being discussed with laughter.

As soon as I finished writing the word, the whole place became silent and you could hear a needle drop.

This Linjiang Immortal song can definitely be called an eternal masterpiece.

It was originally the masterpiece of Yang Shen, a talented man from the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the most famous song in the lyrics of "Lai Jiangxian" throughout the ages.

Released on this occasion today, its lethality is definitely no less than that of Queqiao Immortal four years ago, and it also gained the effect of being silenced by the whole audience.

Jia Qiong stood in the wind, her clothes and belt fluttering, as if she were a banished immortal coming to earth.

This time he learned his lesson and didn't look up at the sky to avoid stiffening his neck.

Jia Qiong secretly regretted that there was no jug of turbid wine around her at this time, otherwise she would have been better off if she had picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.

After a while, a shout of joy finally came.

Then everyone seemed to be freed from the immobilization technique and cheered wildly.

Just as Jia Qiong was about to hand over her hand to thank her, a figure with white hair and beard suddenly rushed onto the stage.

She quickly passed by him and was about to pick up the silk cloth on the screen in a hurry.

In the flash of lightning, Jia Qiong clearly saw the face of the person coming and resisted the urge to kick him.

Otherwise, this former court elder would probably die today.

Immediately afterwards, four or five people ran up and started fighting around the screen.

Hu Gelao said angrily: "I was the one who came here first, you guys should let go quickly!"

Yanban grabbed a corner of the silk cloth and said confidently: "Everyone, my Yueyang Academy is organizing this cultural conference. This calligraphy should be collected by our academy."

Zhou Zhidao relied on his old age and coughed and said: "I am the oldest here.

Let me enjoy it for two days first, and then I will give it to you. "

Tian Wenyun grabbed the other corner of the silk cloth and said peacefully: "Let's sit down and discuss it. This is really insulting to gentleness!"

"Everyone, everyone, this is a grand event in the literary world. I should take it back and present it to the Holy One!"

The chief envoy Feng Yan was squeezed out by a group of old men and reluctantly took out the title of emperor. Unfortunately, no one liked him.

"that……"

Academician Li Wenying said that government officials have no human rights.

　It’s the fifth update, all those who have the tickets should come and take a look.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)