Climb Wangjiang Tower
The sun sets over the mountains,
Watch the river flow into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away,
Take it to the next level.
There are only a few numbers in the poem, but Yuan Hongyang is completely immersed in it, with an extremely excited look on his face.
"Good! It's great to climb to the Wangjiang Tower. Although this poem is short and the words are straightforward, it has endless charm, especially the last two sentences. I want to see a thousand miles away and reach a higher level. This is an eternal famous saying."
"As soon as this poem comes out, Wangjiang Tower will become famous all over the world."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Yuan Hongyang shouted "Hello" several times, and his excitement was self-evident.
Qin Kexin's beautiful eyes were also filled with brilliance, and she was murmuring this poem in a daze.
"Girl, you really found a treasure this time. This boy is so talented and extraordinary." Yuan Hongyang was not stingy with his words of praise and was unwilling to read other poems.
Qin Kexin blushed when she heard this. It wasn't just that she had found a treasure, the key was that he was very handsome.
Pooh!
What are you thinking! Lady lady.
Naturally, no one knew what happened in the compartment, and everyone was looking forward to it at this moment.
The final winner or loser, today's best will be born soon.
Even Liu Suiyun, who had always been calm, seemed a little nervous at the moment and kept staring at the cubicle.
Song Qianqian glanced at Lin Bai intentionally or unintentionally. He was quite handsome and calm, not bad!
Finally, Qin Kexin walked out of the cubicle with her face covered again and handed the list to Song Qianqian, which made everyone feel excited.
Li Changfeng was naturally no exception. Although he was arrogant in front of Lin Bai and the others, he did not dare at this time. After all, two of Jiangzhou's four great talents came, but only three places were taken in this round.
Liu Suiyun and Qi Renjie are almost certain to be selected. After all, they are the four great talents, and their reputations are not in vain.
The only thing he can fight for is the last spot, which is very difficult. Of course, once he gets it, his reputation will be directly on par with the four great talents in Jiangzhou.
The reason why only two of the four great talents came was because the Li family had paid a lot.
This is building momentum and a huge gamble.
If he won the bet, he would make a lot of money. How could he not be excited?
“Three excellent articles for this round have been published.”
Song Qianqian looked at the list and her face became a little strange, but she continued: "The first article is from Mr. Liu Suiyun."
"Climbing high and looking far away hurts your feelings,"
"The willows and flowers are blooming to reflect the ancient city."
"The prosperity has gone with the flow of water,"
"The oriole sings the old spring sound in the sky."
This poem is excellent and fits Liu Suiyun's temperament, which attracted a burst of applause.
However, everyone had expected Liu Suiyun to occupy the top three, so it was not surprising. The key is to be the best today.
But Liu Suiyun's face was not as happy as expected, and even became ugly.
As Lin Bai said, the best is usually saved for the finale.
His climbing poem was read out first, indicating that he was not destined to be the best. This was obviously something he was unwilling to accept.
Who would be the best?
He looked at Qi Renjie and Li Changfeng not far away.
That's all for the former. He and he are among the four great talents in Jiangzhou. Although no one is convinced by the other, it is not difficult to accept the occasional victory or defeat when writing poems on the spur of the moment.
But if it's the latter, then...
Just when he was secretly worried, Song Qianqian's voice sounded again, "The second article is from Qi Renjie, Mr. Qi."
"When I go up to the building to look out in autumn, I can see the cool breeze blowing at the beginning of the sea."
"The mountains and rivers have been clear for a long time, but there are no rivers left."
"Far and near, there are only a few, and the high and low are too empty."
"The poem is written by Wang Ge, and the poem is written by Wang Ge, and the poem is written by Wang Ge."
"..."
"Good! As expected of the Four Great Talents in Jiangzhou, Young Master Liu and Young Master Qi are well-deserved. It is certainly admirable to be able to produce such excellent works in such a short period of time."
"That's right! There is no real person under such great reputation. The two young masters are worthy of being outstanding people in Jiangzhou."
It was also a burst of flattery.
There is not much sense of business bragging here, the two of them rely on their true talents and practical knowledge.
Everyone also expected it.
But both of their expressions turned ugly, because they both knew that they were no longer destined to be the best, which meant that the best was probably Li Changfeng.
The Li family is really willing to spend money.
At this time, almost everyone believed that Li Changfeng was the best, including himself.
Two of the four great talents have already come out, and the last one is left. Unsurprisingly, it must be him. When he felt the eyes of everyone, he suddenly felt a little carried away.
There is even a feeling of being superior to the four great talents.
"Brother-in-law, is your poem good?"
The little girl is a little worried now.
His expression was tense.
She read the poem. It was catchy, but the words were straightforward. Although it was good, it seemed not gorgeous enough.
Young people only like flashy things, and their appreciation level is not high enough.
Caiyun was the same, with a worried look on his face.
Lin Bai curled his lips and said: "Didn't you trust your brother-in-law before? What will happen now? Remember, never ask your brother-in-law if it is okay."
There is no time when a real man is not good enough.
After reading two poems, Song Qianqian stopped.
The crowd was a little confused.
"Miss Song, whose third chapter is it? Is it the best today?" someone couldn't help but ask.
Song Qianqian smiled and said: "The third song is a bit special. According to Old Master Yuan, it should not be compared with the previous two songs. It should be listed separately."
What?
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was shocked.
The meaning couldn't be clearer. The previous two songs are not on the same level as this one.
There is no way to compare.
Both Liu Suiyun and Qi Renjie had shocked expressions on their faces. They were both considered two of the four most talented people in Jiangzhou. Their talents were naturally extraordinary. At least in Jiangzhou, they were absolutely highly regarded.
And now...
In contrast, Li Changfeng looked extremely excited.
Why is my poem so favored by Mr. Yuan?
God help me!
He was ecstatic in his heart, and the excitement on his face could not be concealed. When Song Qianqian came to the third article, he had already taken a step forward.
But then he was completely confused, because Song Qianqian said: "Lin Qingfeng, Mr. Lin's visit to Wangjiang Tower."
"The sun sets over the mountains,"
"Watch the river flowing into the sea."
"If you want to see a thousand miles away,"
“Take it to the next level.”
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"A good poem, with the sun behind the mountains and the river flowing into the sea, just two simple sentences outline a picture of the sunset at Wangjiang Tower, which has endless charm."
"More than that, the last two sentences are more thought-provoking and inspiring to the world. This is a famous sentence through the ages."
"No wonder Mr. Yuan listed this poem separately. This must be a famous line that will be remembered for centuries!"
"Incredible! I didn't expect that such a masterpiece would come out of today's grand event."
"Who is Mr. Lin Qingfeng?"
"..."
The entire hall was completely boiling. Everyone was looking around, looking for Lin Qingfeng. The first round of Yong Mei was already amazing.
The second song is even more amazing, a famous line through the ages.
Su Lingyue and Caiyun were both a little confused. After all, they were no better than these real scholars, and their appreciation ability was limited. Their confidence was only due to their belief in Lin Bai, not their ability in poetry.
At this moment, looking at everyone's reactions, I realized that that seemingly inconspicuous little poem was actually so extraordinary.
For a moment, they were happy and surprised.
"Master Lin, why don't you come out and say hello to everyone?" While everyone was still looking for Lin Qingfeng, Song Qianqian looked at this area.
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