The best immortal emperor

Chapter 482
Soon, NO.70 went down to No. 71.

However, Li Ming hasn't made up his mind yet.

Seeing Li Ming's brows furrowed tightly, Qin Yue who was standing next to her was really sweating for Li Ming.

"Number 72 is welcome!" the host shouted.

Li Ming stood up, but at this moment Li Ming remembered a great patriotic poet, Qu Yuan!
Immediately, Li Ming's head turned crazily, and he dug out the poems written by Qu Yuan.

Among them, "National Memorial" is in line with the requirements of the competition.

Immediately, Li Ming was determined, and strode towards the stage.

Qin Yue was very nervous and couldn't help shouting: "Li Ming!"

Li Ming looked back at Qin Yue, and nodded to her, signaling to reassure her.

Qin Yue has already made a decision. If Li Ming speaks, she will not hesitate to pass on the poems she prepared to Li Ming.

However, Li Ming did not request this.

Li Ming came to the stage and said: "My next Li Ming, the poem I wrote is called "National Memorial."

After saying a few simple sentences, Li Ming began to chant:
Fuck Wu Gexi was picked up by Rhinoceros, the car was in the wrong hub.

Jing obscures the sun and the enemy is like a cloud, and the arrows are falling, and the scholars are vying for the first place.

Ling Yuzhen lingered for the rest of the line, left and right edge wounds.

Two rounds of smog, four horses, and drums for aid.

The weather is full of anger, the spirit is angry, and the wilderness is abandoned.

You can't go in and out, and you can't go backwards, and the plain suddenly goes far.

With a long sword, Xi is holding Qin Gong, and his heart is not punished.

Sincerity is both brave and martial, and in the end is strong and can't be overthrown.

The body is dead and the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is resolute as the ghost and hero.

Having said that, Li Ming bowed slightly, and expressed his gratitude: "Thank you!"

There was silence below, without a sound for a while, and the six judges looked at Li Ming blankly, without any expression.

Li Ming was startled, a little confused.

At this time, there was a sudden blowout below, and they kept praising: "Good poetry, good poetry!"

Even the six judges nodded and said, "I haven't heard such a good poem for a long time!"

Immediately, six judges gave scores.

The highest score is 99 points, the lowest score is No.90, and the overall score is 97 points!
High score, absolute high score.

Not only tonight's high score, but also the high score of the three poetry and song conferences!
The six judges are quite strict, they can give 89 but not [-].Because, stepping into eighty and ninety are completely two grades!

However, now Li Ming is given an evaluation of 97 points.

This is really surprising!
"Number 73 is here!"

"Host, I abstain." No. 73 said with shame on his face.

"Then invite number 74!"

"Host, I also abstain!"

"under……"

"Stop shouting, I also abstain!"

"under……"

"Also abstain!"

No one dared to go on stage until the number 120 was shouted and the atmosphere in the audience calmed down.

Faced with Li Ming's high score, it was a shame to write poetry on stage.

When Li Ming returned to his seat, Qin Yue praised with a smile: "Li Ming, you are awesome! Such a high score is definitely a record breaker, I believe you will be able to win the top spot tonight!"

Li Ming smiled slightly and said, "It's only a little over 100 now, and there are a total of [-] contestants. It's too early to say that."

"Hee hee, I believe you will win!" Qin Yue said seriously.

Situ Jianren felt a little unhappy, but he could only keep silent. Even his song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" was read to him by Li Mingchuan. What more could he ask for?
In a blink of an eye, there were two hundred entries, among which there were a few good poems, but the scores were not very high, the most was only 88 points.

(End of this chapter)