The strongest Luo Chengzhi swept the world

Chapter 32

Several judges, while continuing to read, introduced the good poems they saw.

"Wang Jie's poem mainly focuses on the resentment of autumn. It is full of sorrow and sighs about autumn. The words are all essence and not abrupt. The idea is also to echo the title of autumn, which is quite good."

"This Xu Lun is about lovesickness. Lovesickness in autumn is like falling leaves. You can see autumn from lovesickness, and you can see lovesickness in mid-autumn. The affectionate lines in it are also a good poem!"

"Looking at Du Ling, it is a different way to look at the scenery and reminisce about autumn, bluntly expressing the sorrow of autumn, and lamenting the changes in history. Throughout the ages, many heroes and heroes... It has a bit of the flavor of "Dengyouzhou Taige"."

"There is also this Huba, although the name is not well known, but the poems are carefully thought out. Although the words and sentences are not as good as Wang Jie's, the emotions in it are extremely strong, hey, it is like showing love in autumn, haha, interesting. "

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Several people were discussing intensely, looking at the gradually selected poems, their expressions were quite appreciative.

On the contrary, Mr. Li next to him remained calm, took out a piece of paper from among the many papers, glanced at it twice, his expression became strange, and he even faintly smiled when he listened to the discussions of the people around him.

Mr. Li didn't speak, but he seemed to want to laugh but he couldn't. He was listening to the lecture with a suppressed smile on his face. This appearance was really strange.

"Chunsheng? What's wrong with you?" Someone finally noticed Mr. Li's strangeness, and couldn't help asking in a low voice in astonishment.

Mr. Li was silent, and waved the paper in his hand, the man took it and looked at it for a while, his expression was startled, his mouth was silent, he looked at it for a while, and sighed: "So that's the case, if you compare it like this, the difference is huge! Take a look, too!"

This person passed the paper to the people around him.The people nearby felt that something was wrong with the two of them for a long time, and they frowned slightly at this moment, and took a look at it.

Just now they were still discussing who was better among the few selected poems, but at this moment, they were not in the mood to discuss any more.

After such a silence for a while, one person said: "Who said that autumn is full of sadness? If it is so poetic, it will naturally be better."

Another person said: "The words in this poem are sophisticated and simple. Although it is simple, it is not obtrusive at all. It is very good."

"It's no wonder that Chunsheng is so respected. This person's talent is indeed extraordinary. Before, I doubted whether the previous poems were written by me or someone else. Today, I no longer have such doubts." One person said solemnly: "After looking around just now, the old man and others, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to cheat. At the same time, the topic of autumn is also the only way out of this. Being able to write such a poem is a sign of his heart."

"Compared with this person, Wang Jie and the others, although they are good, they are still far behind." Everyone looked at each other, thinking so.

Mr. Li said with a wry smile: "If you really talk about it, the old man thinks that he is probably better than me."

Some people wondered: "Who is Luo Cheng in the audience? Chunsheng, why don't you keep it up?"

Mr. Li smiled faintly, then stretched out his hand, and several people immediately looked confused.

"Is that the one who just started writing like flying, and finished it in less than half a moment?" One person said in surprise.

Mr. Li didn't hide anything at the moment: "That's right, this person is little friend Luo Cheng, and little friend Luo Cheng speaks eloquently, and he doesn't like playing tricks."

Everyone was astonished, with wry smiles on their faces, and some people couldn't help saying: "Chunsheng, you've made it hard for us to hide it from us? Who would have thought that this person is Luo Cheng, really..."

The few people were speechless. They didn't have amnesia, so they naturally remembered their grievances and criticisms after Luo Cheng finished writing.But now that I think about it, it becomes very ironic.

For a moment, there was an embarrassing taste in the air.

Mr. Li held back his laughter. He didn't reveal Luo Cheng's identity just now, and he heard the criticism of Luo Cheng for finishing the project ahead of schedule. Now the embarrassment of these people made him feel quite interesting.

He didn't intend to deceive people, but it was really interesting for him to see the confused expression of his normally calm friend. He coughed twice and asked, "Everyone, what do you think of this poem?"

"Well, Yan Qiu has been sad and melancholy since ancient times, but this poem is a change from the past. It is so open-minded, and the words and sentences are also better. There is nothing to compare it with. If it only comes out first, it will be the first one. It’s this poem.” Although it’s a bit embarrassing, on this topic, several people are all highly respected scholars, and there is no possibility of making troubles, and the results will be reached quickly.

Several other people also echoed and agreed with these words.

Although this poetry meeting is not only No.1, but at this moment, what's the point of not being number one?The feeling of being overtaken by others is very uncomfortable.

It was agreed that Hu Ba and others would be the third class, Wang Jie, Xu Lun and Du Ling would be the second class, and Luo Cheng would be the champion, the first for this question.

A judge read out the results, and everyone was in an uproar.Obviously this result was greatly unexpected.After all, everyone didn't even know Luo Cheng, but the poems written by Luo Cheng were rated as the first, the best.

Several judges were also made to play tricks. At this moment, everyone was asking who Luo Cheng was?Luo Cheng was also ready to admit it frankly, and then a judge said solemnly: "Luo Cheng is among you, who is it, we will know after the poetry meeting!"

Luo Cheng was sitting, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, logically speaking, shouldn't his identity be revealed at this time?This doesn't follow the rules.

The above judges have spoken, and Luo Cheng can't identify himself anymore.Continue to talk to Huba one by one.

There was a lot of discussion among the people, but most of them were convinced.After all, the judges are all highly respected scholars in Beiping City, and there are also great Confucian scholars like Mr. Li, so they are trustworthy.

Among the many crowds watching, a small number of those who supported the Three Heroes looked displeased.Similarly, there were also a small number of people who supported Luo Cheng in the first place, and their faces were so happy that they were about to burst into laughter.

Wang Jie and the three looked at each other. Their level seems to be different. Although their intentions are different, the gap is not that big.But they didn't expect Luo Cheng to slap them in the face like this. Before they saw anyone, they were slapped hard.

Wang Jie clenched his right fist and shouted unwillingly: "No problem, there are two more questions below, I don't believe that Luo Cheng is so good every time!"

Although he was not reconciled, he had no objection to the result, because his teacher was above.The teacher has a high moral character, so he will definitely not protect anyone. Since several people think that the poems of the three of them are not as good as Luo Cheng, it is true that they are not as good as Luo Cheng.

But Wang Jie was not disappointed, on the contrary, his inner ambition was aroused, and it burned up.

Although he lost to Luo Cheng in the first round, his fighting spirit never diminished and became more and more intense.

PS, it is impossible to live broadcast live, so we have to change it four times.

(End of this chapter)