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Chapter 101 Who do you like (2)
Seeing this, Xue Minghuang raised her eyebrows, "What? No one wants to give it a try?"

The crowd was still silent, and suddenly a loud shout came from nowhere, "Yun Wanqing..."

"Yun Wanqing?" Xue Minghuang was stunned when he heard the words, and searched the peach blossom forests on both sides, but he couldn't see Yun Wanqing in a circle of photos, "Is it that student Yun wants to present a poem just now? Why? Student Yun Are you not there?"

The crowd suddenly roared, and everyone turned their heads to look for it.

Yun Wanqing was drinking peach blossom tea in every possible way, when she suddenly heard countless people chanting her name, "Damn it! Am I hallucinating?"

"No! It's not that you are hallucinating, it's the head of the mountain who is really looking for you!" Seeing the white shadow in the middle of the road through the gap, Chu Qinglian stretched out his hand and pulled Yun Wanqing up, "Where the head of the mountain is looking for you?" , don’t hurry up!”

"Ah?" Yun Wanqing didn't know what happened at all, with a blank expression on her face, "Looking for me? What are you looking for?" She got up and walked a few steps in a daze, then suddenly turned back and pulled Zhao Lingcang up, " Ice cube, you go with me!"

"Why should I go with you? Yun Wanqing? Yun..." Zhao Lingcang couldn't shake off that hand, and was afraid of hurting someone with too much strength, so Yun Wanqing dragged her out after this delay.

Looking at the two people in front of her, Xue Minghuang raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Student Zhao wants to give it a try too? It's so good, come with me."

"Uh, so what..." What else did Yun Wanqing want to ask, Xue Minghuang had gone far away, and it was not easy to announce it loudly in front of everyone, so she had to follow, and Zhao Lingcang couldn't back down when she got to this point, They could only follow in the same daze.

When they returned to the stage, Lan Xiran, Meng Fengyao, and Shen Yu had all finished their work. When they saw Yun Wanqing and Zhao Lingcang walking up, they had different expressions in their eyes.

"Student Yun, student Zhao, go to the side first and write down the poem." Xue Minghuang turned around and said to the two people behind him, and then turned to the other three, "Then let's start first, who will be the first?"

"Mr. Shen is a guest, so naturally Mr. Shen will do his part today." Lan Xiran cupped her hands and said with a smile.

"Yeah." Meng Fengyao nodded in agreement, "Then we will respectfully listen to the quatrains."

At this point, it was hard for Shen Yu to refuse, "If that's the case, then Shen Yu will make a fool of himself." After finishing speaking, the servant at the side picked up one of the poems and pasted it on the screen beside him.

"April is the end of the fragrance in the world, and the peach blossoms in the mountains are beginning to bloom. There is no place to look for the return of eternal regret, and I don't know where to turn into it."

After reading, everyone applauded.

"Although it is a small poem, it is written with profound artistic conception and full of interest. In this poem, not only peach blossoms are used to replace the abstract spring scenery, but also the spring scenery is written in a concrete and sensible way, and the spring scenery is also personified. This little poem is excellent. At the place, the idea is novel, the concept is clever, and the joke is elegant and interesting, and it revives the mind, it is really wonderful! Mr. Shen is worthy of being the head of Jiangnan talents!" After Xue Minghuang appraised, he bowed his hands to show his respect, and his clear eyes were full of admiration.

"The head of the mountain is absurd." Shen Yu smiled back and retreated to the side. At this time, the servant posted another poem, and Meng Fengyao stood up, "It's a clumsy work, please give me your advice. Ask Yu He Yiqi Bishan, smile without answering, let your mind be at ease, the peach blossoms and flowing water go away, there is no other world than the world."

"Although there are only four lines in this poem, there are questions, answers, narratives, descriptions, and discussions. The transitions are light and lively, and they are lively and fluent. The writing is both virtual and real. The pen stops at the touch of a brush, contrasting the actual and the actual, with deep meaning. Shen Yu has been taught." After speaking, Shen Yu bowed his hands and saluted, slightly startled, Xue Ming Academy really crouching tiger, hidden dragon, although the gentlemen are young, they Xinyuan is weak and talented, so he really doesn't want to make this trip.

"Mr. Shen's reputation is too high." Meng Fengyao nodded and stepped aside.

Seeing this, Lan Xiran stepped forward slowly, "That's it, let the head of the mountain finish the finale, and Xiran surpassed it." After speaking, he raised his hand to signal the boy beside him to paste the poem manuscript on the screen.

"Walk in the shadows by the stream, and the sky is at the bottom of the clear stream. There are clouds in the sky, and people are in the clouds. Who will be with me in the singing? The sound of the empty valley. It is neither a ghost nor a fairy, a song of peach blossom water."

"Neither a ghost nor a fairy, a peach blossom water, wonderful! Wonderful!" Shen Yu couldn't help clapping his hands and exclaiming, "The upper part is mainly written in form, with natural and plain brushwork, and the lower part is mainly written in sound, with tactful and tortuous brushwork, virtual and real. Combined, they complement each other. Mr. Lan's feelings are really different from others!"

"Mr. Shen's delicacy in observing people, I really admire Xiran." Lan Xiran's eyes dimmed when he heard the words, and soon returned to his normal smile.

"These three quatrains really live up to the beauty of the peach blossoms, and they have benefited a lot! The students should be the same as me, right?" Xue Minghuang clapped her hands lightly, and walked forward slowly, "Now I'm the only one left, if I'm not as good as the others, Please be merciful! Otherwise, I will have nowhere to put my face as the head of the mountain..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately laughed.

"Shan Zhang, the more you say this now, the more difficult it is for yourself?" Lan Xiran teased.

"That's true!" Xue Minghuang pretended to be stunned and nodded, and then recruited and signaled the servant to paste the last poem, "Then I will show my shame! Last year and today in this door, people's faces are red with peach blossoms. People I don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze."

"I don't know where the human face is going, but the peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze..." Meng Fengyao read it lightly, raised his lips and said with a smile, "The mountain is really long, and the exit is amazing!"

"The whole poem is naturally integrated, like a clear spring gushing from the bottom of my heart. It is clear and mellow, and it is endless aftertaste. Needless to say, Shan Chang's poem is definitely the leader's capital!"

"Yeah yeah……"

"The leader of the mountain should be the leader!"

"It is our blessing to see the four quatrains today!"

"I think Mr. Shen's song should be the leader..."

"I think Mr. Lan's song should be the leader!"

"I think it's Mr. Meng..."

There was a debate in the audience, and the scene was a little chaotic.

Seeing this, Xue Minghuang raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, and when everyone was quiet, he said, "Today is just meeting friends with poetry and discussing each other. How can we tell the difference between the superior and the inferior? And have you all forgotten, there are two people who have not posted come out?"

(End of this chapter)