Li Wenzhou slowly picked up the lotus flower at hand, brushed it in front of his nose, took a deep breath of the flower fragrance, and then calmed down.
"So what kind of competition do you want Mr. Ye to have today? Should we give a topic and write poems together, or should one of us come up with the first couplet and let others write the second couplet?"
"These all seem to be OK, but if this is the case, it is really difficult to distinguish. Let's do this. We work in pairs and ask each other questions, whether to recite a poem or to do it right. The winner can move on to the next link. We There are eight people present, and only four are left after the first round, so after three rounds, the winner can be decided! What do you think?" Ye Yaoming looked at everyone and asked.
"Okay! This will also allow everyone to show their talents, but who will be chosen to determine the winner?" Ji Yao asked.
"Of course it's the young masters present. There will be a competition between two people, and six people will serve as referees. If there is a draw, Miss Tang Rou will be the judge. After all, Miss Tang Rou will be the winner in the end. What do you think?" Tian Lanfeng couldn't help but nod, with a slow Confucian style.
"That's very good. After all, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Everyone is just gathering together to learn from each other, so we don't take it too seriously. It's just entertainment!"
"Okay, then? What about the two of you coming to the first scene first?" After Ye Yaoming finished speaking, he looked at everyone. Everyone looked at it. Although they talked about entertainment, no one dared to test the waters first. After all, if you lose in front of so many important people, it will not be over with just a few words of entertainment!
When no one spoke, Ye Yaoming turned his eyes to Ji Yao. This Ji Yao was a famous scholar and his literary talent was naturally extraordinary.
Ji Yao received Ye Yaoming's eyes, stood up with a slight smile, and first clasped his fists to the outside
"Everyone, as the saying goes, the first three shows are not good. Since everyone is so humble, I will not be polite. I am here for the first show!" After hearing this, everyone applauded and gave encouragement.
"So? Master Ji, which master do you want to play against?" Ye Yaoming asked with a smile. Ji Yao glanced at everyone present, and finally fixed his gaze on Zhao Xuanyi's face
"Young Master Zhao and Ji Yao are familiar with most of the people here, and I also know that they are all very talented bachelors. However, I am not very familiar with you, and I can't do anything right now. How about the two of us?" A game of chess between two people? I hope Mr. Zhao will appreciate it!" Zhao Xuanyi thought to himself, who is this guy scolding?
They are so talented, but I am so ignorant? This guy needs an education! Since you took the initiative to stick your neck out, if I don't give you a knife, how can I be worthy of you?
Zhao Xuanyi cupped his fist
"It's such an honor. I'm just here to make up the numbers today. Since Mr. Ji Yao is so flattering, I'm scared, let's just have a fight with each other!" One sentence made Ji Yao's face stiffen, but The smile on his face has not diminished at all
"Mr. Zhao, what are we competing against today? Is it poetry or painting? Or calligraphy and painting?" Zhao Xuanyi looked at Tang Rou who was playing the piano.
"It is said that Ye Yaoming came to Zuichun Tower these days and wrote a poem to Miss Tang Rou every day. How about we also give Miss Tang Rou a poem in a few days?"
"Okay! But the title of this poem...? Who will decide?"
"Of course it's Miss Tang Rou? Miss Tang Rou, could you please give me a question?" Zhao Xuanyi asked with a smile.
After Tang Rou heard this, she stopped playing the piano in her hand, stood up slowly, and walked to the middle of the competition.
"Since the two young masters think so highly of Tang Rou, Tang Rou becomes presumptuous. Speaking of which, it has not rained in our capital for a long time. Whenever she thinks of the autumn rain, washing away the world, it reminds Tang Rou of a person she has not seen for a long time. Old friends, why don't you two gentlemen give me a poem in the rain?" Ji Yao smiled after hearing this.
"Mr. Zhao, what do you think?"
"Can!"
"Okay, let's write a poem with rain and light incense!" Ji Yao shouted. A girl walked to the side of the incense burner and lit an incense stick. This is the time and must be written before the incense burns out. But to those present, this is nothing more than a formality. Who needs so long?
Zhao Xuanyi picked up the pen and began to think, but Ji Yao, who was opposite him, did not think for too long before he picked up the pen and started writing like a painting!
Less than a quarter of an hour later, Ji Yao stood up for the first time and looked at Zhao Xuanyi opposite with a confident face. Zhao Xuanyi was really surprised that he hadn't started writing yet!
This guy is already done? Brother, as someone who has been here, I would like to advise you not to be a man too quickly. This silly boy is so proud of himself!
"Mr. Zhao? I've already written it here, and it's waiting for you now!" Ji Yao said with a mocking look on his face.
When others saw this scene, they all looked at Zhao Xuanyi with mocking eyes, but there was another person in the crowd whose eyes were very special, that was Qi Mingshan who was sitting next to Zhao Xuanyi. Qi Mingshan had competed with Zhao Xuanyi, so he naturally knew that Zhao Xuanyi was the one. The master who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, I thought to myself, Ji Yao, just play the cypress, there will be a time when you look ugly!
Zhao Xuanyi looked at Ji Yao and thought to himself that since you are so anxious to commit suicide, let's not bother him. Zhao Xuanyi raised his pen and swam the dragon and snake on the paper. Soon he finished writing. After putting down his pen, Zhao Xuanyi looked at Ji Yao on the opposite side.
"Mr. Ji, you finished writing it first, please do it!" Zhao Xuanyi said with a smile. Ji Yao's face was filled with arrogance and he smiled slightly.
"Then I'm not polite! Everyone, please take a look!" A girl next to Ji Yao came over, picked up the rice paper on the table, and slowly raised it into the air so that everyone could see it!
[The light is far away and unknown, the blue sky is broken and the heart is hurting, the grace is guarded by the delicate and condensed tears, and the soul falls into the mortal world and is pure and pure!
】The font is soft, the pen is strong, and the handwriting is so good that anyone who reads it can't help but sigh. After everyone saw it, they all showed longing on their faces, as if they were no longer in Zuichun Tower, but had come to a mountain wilderness, enjoying the feeling of the majestic heavy rain falling on their bodies. It has a refreshing breath, and the body is full of moisture from the rain. Ji Yao's poem is completely in one word, Ya!
"Ya! Mr. Ji Yao is indeed a famous bachelor in the world. What a poem. No, this is not a poem anymore. This should be called a painting, a painting of autumn rain falling into equations. Ya, it is really elegant! "Ye Yaoming raised his thumb in appreciation.
Others also nodded and couldn't help but praise. Ji Yao's poem was indeed good! Sequoia and Yang Zhi, who were standing next to Tang Rou, didn't understand what it meant after seeing it. However, seeing Tang Rou's solemn face, they knew that the poem should be well written, and the two girls did not dare to ask. After all, the opposite person is Zhao Xuanyi!
Zhao Xuanyi was also a little timid in his heart. Although he understood that Ye Yaoming had set up this situation for him today to make him look bad, he never expected that a random person could have such literature. I am afraid that he is playing a big knife on his neck today. It's so embarrassing!
But Zhao Xuanyi is not without options. If he wants to win, aren't there many ways? After reading for a long time, everyone looked at Zhao Xuanyi. There was a trace of ridicule in everyone's eyes. Ji Yao was a scholar, so he could write such a good sentence. I wonder what Zhao Xuanyi could write?
"Mr. Zhao? Mr. Li's poem has been finished. Now it's up to you. Why don't you show it to us and let us learn from it?" Ye Yaoming asked with a smile.
It's a good move to hide a knife in a smile, Zhao Xuanyi thought to himself, can't you just hide those ugly fangs?
"Trouble!" Zhao Xuanyi said softly. Yang Zhi did not ask anyone else, and walked over to Zhao Xuanyi. He first saluted politely, and then looked at Zhao Xuanyi.
"Mr. Zhao, I'm offended!" After saying that, he picked up the rice paper on the table and showed it in front of everyone!
As a result, everyone looked at it carefully. They had just read a good calligraphy by Ji Yao, and then looked at Zhao Xuanyi's ordinary font, which made people feel a little disappointed. As a result, everyone only looked at the poem above. As a result, everyone was surprised. How many words did this guy write?
[Ling Ze resounds through the Tongluo Lane, dripping water falls into the deep pool, the white elm trees are soothing and reverberating, and my heart is chilled. Tears pour into a cup of fine wine, and I drink Wangyoujun alone. There are stars in the clouds and rain, and the memories are all in vain!
】After everyone read it, they all showed tangled expressions. Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads, but their expressions were very surprised. After reading the poem, everyone turned to look at Tang Rou, only to see that Tang Rou didn't know what was going on. By this time, my eyes were already red, as if I had remembered something!
Qi Mingshan smiled secretly in his heart, "This is the computer Ji Yao, Ji Yao, you lost this round so unfairly!" You still underestimate Zhao Xuanyi!
Li Wenzhou looked at Zhao Xuanyi with admiration, thinking that although Zhao Xuanyi looked slovenly in appearance, he didn't expect him to be so careful. It's really interesting, interesting!
Ye Yaoming coughed lightly and finally looked at Ji Yao
"I think everyone already has the answer for this round!" Everyone looked at each other and nodded. Ji Yao was a little confused and turned to look at Ye Yaoming
"Mr. Ye, what do you mean by this? There has been a result?" Ye Yaoming looked at Ji Yao. Although he felt unwilling to do so, he couldn't help himself openly in front of so many people.
"Mr. Ji, you may have been slightly defeated in this round!" Ji Yao heard this and was very unconvinced. He turned to look at the others and found that some of them were drinking tea and some were looking at the fans in their hands. It seemed that He was too embarrassed to explain to himself. Ji Yao didn't know where he lost!
"Brother Tian, please give me a clear message!" Ji Yao was too embarrassed to find anyone else. He thought his poems were several times better than Zhao Xuanyi's, so why did he lose in the end?
Tian Lanfeng also looked embarrassed, got up and came to Ji Yao's side
"Brother, to be honest, your poem is completely better than Mr. Zhao!"
"Then why do you say I lost?" Ji Yao was very puzzled!
"You lose because of the person who asked the question!" Tian Lanfeng said. Ji Yao looked at Tang Rou who was aside. Tang Rou just gave Ji Yao an apologetic smile. After Ji Yao thought about it carefully, he understood what was going on!
This poem title was proposed by Tang Rou, and when Tang Rou saw it raining, she thought of one of her friends! And my poems are completely describing the scenery between mountains and rivers, making everyone feel as if they have stepped into the painting. It is very beautiful, very elegant, mountains, rivers, autumn waters, and pleasant scenery!
But she only lost to Tang Rou's old friend! Although Zhao Xuanyi's poem is also about rain, he writes about an atmosphere. Whenever it rains, Tang Rou drinks alone and recalls an old friend. This situation seems to be right in front of her, and when everyone sees the poem, it seems I saw Tang Rou pouring herself a drink when she was sad.
This poem is not about rain at all, but about Tang Rou. I wrote the right title, but lost to the person who came up with the title!
After Ji Yao thought of this, he understood everything instantly! Ji Yao laughed loudly, then hugged Zhao Xuanyi with a fist
"Mr. Zhao, Ji Yao lost this round, and he is convinced that he lost!" Zhao Xuanyi also smiled.
"Mr. Ji, you are polite. It is nothing more than entertainment. We are just gathering together to have fun. Why should we care?" The two of them smiled to avoid grudges. Ye Yaoming looked at Zhao Xuanyi with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"In the first game, Mr. Zhao wins! We have made a good start, so who else is willing to come to this second residence next?" As soon as Ye Yaoming finished speaking, Li Wenzhou, who was sitting on the right side of Zhao Xuanyi, suddenly stood up.
"I want to try this game. I wonder who is willing to reward me?" When everyone saw it, they all got into trouble. It was not that they were afraid of Li Wenzhou, but that this game was clearly a defeat. Who is Li Wenzhou?
If the popular person in front of Sangong makes this person angry, he probably won’t have to think about his future!
