As soon as the news came out that Xu Jidao would participate in the jury, the students standing on the bridge by the lake suddenly panicked.
"If you show off your poetry in front of King Xu Shi, isn't it asking for trouble?"
"Brother Wang, I'm afraid."
"There is nothing to be afraid of. Everyone, please take out the original manuscript quickly. If you forget the poem, remember to read it according to the paper."
"If I had known that the examination would be more stringent in the afternoon than in the morning, I wouldn't have come here to show off my humiliation. The difficulty of this talent competition is almost as difficult as the Spring Imperial Examination."
Ning Wuyi squeezed in the crowd, listening to the comments of the people around him. Even though he had the "Wild Bamboo" that his fifth brother personally corrected in his sleeves, he couldn't stop beating in his heart.
Everyone knows that out of the twelve people who landed on the island in the morning, ten of them bought poems.
As a poet, he was praised by King Xu Shi as the Immortal Poet of the World, and his popularity spread like wildfire.
Ning Wuyu felt that there were ten poems written by his fifth brother in front of him. Even though his fifth brother had revised this poem himself, it was based on his own poems. Whether it would pass the test or not was still unknown.
Just when all the students at the bridge by the lake were looking gloomy, Ji Jin and Xu Jidao came to the pavilion in a sedan chair.
At the same time, the Shen family servant announced the new evaluation standards set by Ji Jin in public.
"The Talents Conference is continuing now. Since King Xu Shi is the judge in person, the method of reciting poems one by one in the morning will no longer be used in the afternoon. Instead, it will be a competition in groups of ten. A winner will be selected to meet Miss Ji and King Xu Shi. Only after you are confirmed to be qualified can you land on the island!”
"Don't panic if you don't have a poem draft. Miss Ji has prepared high-quality pens, inks, paper and inkstones for everyone to write on."
As soon as the new competition rules come out.
The students who had just lost their fighting spirit suddenly stood up straight again, as if they had been given a shot of blood.
They can't compare to the poetic poet with outstanding literary talent. Could it be that they can't compare to their classmates who are about the same level?
Even if you have to go through the final challenge of meeting King Xu Shi, with the confidence and strength to defeat the nine people in the same group, landing on the island is within easy reach, who would be afraid?
"I hope all the talented people can strive for excellence and strive to land on the island. In order to prevent anyone from cheating in forming a team, a dedicated person will collect the poems from each group and send them to the pavilion according to the order of everyone's queuing."
Ji Jin's fair and just arrangement attracted cheers and applause from the students.
In the morning, it has long been known to everyone that the children of the rich family spent ten taels of silver to buy the poems of the "Poetry Immortal" and come to the island.
At that time, money could make all the difference, and at this time, nine students who participated in the competition could be bribed to form a team, and the dwarf would choose the general.
If you choose randomly after the rules are announced, it all depends on personal strength and a little bit of luck.
When Ning Wuyi thought of this, a confident smile appeared on his face.
If he chooses one poem out of ten, the poem that his fifth brother revised for him has a great chance of being chosen!
Just as Ning Wuye was standing there waiting for the Shen family boy to come and collect the poem manuscript, he was hit hard on the shoulder by a folding fan.
If this happens to someone else, it will be bruised and bruised for at least a few days. Fortunately, his skin is rough and fleshy, but it also feels like the skin should be broken inside.
Turning around, he saw Ye Changlong tapping the folding fan with his hand and looking at him with a mocking expression.
"Ning San, seeing you smiling so happily, could it be that your idiot fifth brother has a good relationship with that poetry immortal and asked for a masterpiece for you?"
Students can find out about Ning Wuhao's selling poems by just asking around.
It was precisely because Ning Wuchang didn't hide anything, and because everyone thought it was a small test of poetry by the Immortal of Poetry, and not because he was trying to sell poetry for a hundred taels of silver.
So it doesn’t matter who sells the poems, but who writes the poems is the most important.
but.
Ye Changlong was very concerned about selling poems.
Due to the sudden appearance of that poetry fairy, Ning Wuhuang was lucky enough to pick up a hundred taels in vain, and his plan to seize Ping'an Medical Center and make Ning Wuhuang live on the street came to nothing.
Just now he saw Ning Wuyi blocking the road in front, so he deliberately pushed forward and made some sarcastic remarks.
"Although I am not very talented, I will not hire someone to write for me. Unlike Mr. Ye, I can ask Miss Liu to go to the pavilion for you."
Ning Wuyi looked at Liu Qingfang who squeezed through the crowd and walked into the pavilion.
Because Xu Jidao came to the jury in the afternoon, the pavilion, which originally occupied a small area, did not even have a place for Liu Qingfang to sit, so she could only stand with her maid.
After all, she was a talented woman who was famous all over Jinling. Why did she wrong herself so much? Ning Wuyi didn't understand it after seeing Liu Qingfang getting into the Ye family's carriage.
Liu Qingfang was escorting Ye Changlong.
"You're talking nonsense!"
Ye Changlong was so upset that he became angry.
The Ning and Liu families have not yet broken off their engagement, and he doesn't want to be in trouble if he can't eat mutton.
What's more, Miss Shen's family had shown a protective attitude toward him in the morning, so he would naturally not admit it.
"It's useless to talk more. Mr. Ye should just focus on the competition in front of him."
Ning Wuyi did not want to tell the inferences he and his fifth brother had made in public. When he saw the young boy of the Shen family walking over, he was about to borrow the pen and paper in his hand to write a revised poem.
Unfortunately, due to his long-term martial arts practice, his movements were too big, and the tissue paper from his sleeves squeezed out and floated to Ye Changlong's feet.
"The Ning family is really poor. They don't even have white paper for drafting."
Ye Changlong sneered and put the draft directly into the hands of the Shen family boy.
Ning Wuyi didn't expect that Ye Changlong would pick up the papyrus and not return it. Just as he was about to ask for it back, several students who had already received the poem manuscript were unhappy.
"Sir Ning, if you have already brought the poem draft, don't waste everyone's time rewriting it again."
"Anyway, no matter how much you write, you can't keep up with the copybooks of famous writers. Hurry up and send our group of poems to the pavilion, so that we can have a good time."
Their group met Ning Wuzhi, who was not afraid.
The scary thing was meeting Ye Changlong.
Although Ye Changlong didn't have much ink in his stomach, he had a lot of gold and silver in his warehouse.
It's easy to ghostwrite poetry or have someone edit the morning's poem.
In their opinion, the winner of this group of ten people is none other than Ye Changlong.
Ye Changlong, who was already in sight of victory, took the poem manuscript he copied personally from his personal servant like a proud cock and handed it to the Shen family servant.
Opening the folding fan and fanning it, he said as if he was pointing something: "The Ning family, who is just a martial artist, still wants to compete with me? Are you worthy?"
"Young Master Ye, you don't think that I'm just like my fifth brother who allows others to criticize me, right? Hasn't Young Master Ye heard about me beating up and bullying my weak classmates?"
Ning Wuyu clenched his fists hard and shouted a warning.
"If you say one more nonsense that has nothing to do with the competition, don't blame me for knocking you into the water. No one will be able to land on the island today!"
Uh-huh!
Ye Changlong quickly put away the folding fan and staggered back two steps.
He almost forgot.
The Ning family has been practicing martial arts since they were young. Like Ning Wuyan, they are not good at words. They will not talk back when someone insults them, but they will take action.
"You dare to be arrogant in front of me... Ah Wang, after I land on the island, you can find some men to ambush Ning San and beat him on his way home."
He had to get rid of the bad breath that the Ning brothers had made for him today!
By the time he landed on the small island in the middle of the lake, even if Ning Wuyu suspected that it was him, he would not dare to go to Shen Family Island to trouble him.
Ye Changlong watched the young man from the Shen family deliver their group of ten poems to the pavilion. He imagined the beautiful scene of seeing Miss Shen again after landing on the island. He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and felt as if he were in a fairyland.
In the pavilion.
Ji Jin felt relieved when he saw that Xu Jidao recognized the qualifications of the three students to land on the island.
It seems that one hundred talented people can be selected to board the island in the middle of the lake this afternoon and discuss poetry together during dinner.
Xu Jidao felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, sighing in the dark.
If he had known that Miss Ji was using this method to select talented people to land on the island, he would never have been here in the hot weather as a jury. It would have been more pleasant to enjoy the coolness on the island and eat cold fruits.
Among the poems copied, even if there are poems by Shixing that are popular, they cannot be authentic.
Come here for nothing.
Ji Jin glanced at the uninterested Xu Jidao, pursed his lips, and said with a smile: "Let's read the next group."
The Shen family boy carried a tray and presented ten manuscripts of poems.
There is a boy next to him who is opening a poem and preparing to read it aloud.
In this way, the audit can be done with twice the result with half the effort.
Xu Jidao didn't even raise his eyelids, he was falling asleep.
Liu Qingfang, who was standing beside her with an increasingly insignificant presence, saw the marked poem manuscript and immediately took a step forward.
"Miss Ji, among these ten poems, one of them was revised by me. Why don't you ask Miss Ji to guess which one it is?"
Liu Qingfang saw that Xu Jidao was indeed here to serve as a jury, and it was up to Ji Jin to judge who could land on the island. Thinking that although she did not have a close relationship with Ji Jin, she still had friendship, so she took the opportunity to attract Ji Jin's attention and boarded the island for Mr. Ye. The island adds one point of boost.
Ji Jin still recognized Liu Qingfang's strength, and she had not forgotten that her mission was to discover Jinling talents. She immediately became interested and looked at the tray with beautiful eyes and a smile.
"I'd like to take a guess..."
