Chapter 358 Suspect Someone Did It For You
If it was that easy, then why would scholars still study hard for more than ten years?
"it is good."
The two took pens, ink, paper and inkstones and came to an inconspicuous corner.The big trees here are surrounded by half-meter-high stone platforms, on which paper can be laid flat.
Huoxue said: "I've already done it. In order not to hinder your thinking, you write yours first, and I'll talk about mine."
Along the way, Xing Yujie also pondered and composed a poem. With a few strokes, an ancient seven-character poem came alive on the paper.Huoxue looked at it, but couldn't read all the words...
Xing Yujie pressed his own with a stone and said, "It's your turn." He wrote and waited.
Huoxue would memorize several poems describing spring. After thinking about it, he said: "The light rain on Tianjie Street is as moist as crisp, and the grass looks like it is far away, but it is not there. The most beneficial spring of the year is better than the smoke and willows in the emperor's capital."
The more Xing Yujie wrote, the more excited he became, and he finished writing patiently with joy in his heart. He couldn't wait to pick up the poem and read it over and over again.
Huoxue said modestly: "It's a clumsy job, don't laugh at it."
Xing Yujie gave her a hard look, and said excitedly: "With this masterpiece, mine is just child's play. There is no need to submit it. It's just... this song is completely different from your previous style. If it wasn't for watching you compose it on the spot , the truth must be suspected that someone did it for you."
Huoxue felt her face burning, and changed the subject and urged: "Submit the two capitals, so the chances of winning will be high."
Xing Yujie said disdainfully: "It's not about numbers."
Huoxue persuaded: "Your work is not bad, since you have written it, hand it in."
After Xing Yujie and other handwritings were dry, they wrote their own names on the back of the two poems and let them dry.
Then he took it to the high platform and handed it in.
Although Princess Wuyou and Mo Yingying were also there, there were too many people in the venue, and the men's clothes were only in a few colors, which were not very conspicuous.They really didn't see Xing Yujie, let alone Huo Xue, who was obviously a head shorter in the crowd.
The bustling crowd rubbed their heads around, and the stick of incense finally burned out and ended.
The middle-aged man rang a big gong, and the noisy crowd fell silent, which also meant that the poetry writing session was officially over.
The middle-aged man said: "The judges are invited to come on stage."
As early as when everyone was composing poems, a row of tables, chairs and cushions had already been set up on the high platform.
King Xian walked in the front, closely followed by Prince Rui.Because King Xian is the younger brother of the first emperor after all, and his seniority is high.
The two sat down in the middle high position, and the other judges sat down one by one.
The middle-aged man brought a thick stack of poems, and on the stage, they began to review and score them in groups, and then crossed them.
The reason why it was reviewed under the eyes of everyone was to allow them to supervise, and none of the judges would look through the author's name on the back.
The entire review process is fully transparent.
Huoxue is not afraid of being recognized by King Xian, but she does not want to be recognized by Prince Rui.Who knows what day he is Prince Rui, the difference between the New Year's Prince Rui and Shangyuan Festival is too big.
Huoxue hid behind Xing Yujie, caught in the crowd, she was short, no one noticed her.
After a tense and quick review, the middle-aged man said excitedly: "Today we have a poem that was unanimously approved."
Huoxue firmly believes that it is her poem, but she is not excited at all, and it is not her original poem.
The middle-aged man first read the poem to let everyone know that this poem is really popular.
Xing Yujie tilted his head happily and said in a low voice, "Amazing."
Huoxue smiled triumphantly: "It's agreed, you did it, and I will give you the prize."
Thanks to the fairy [core] for the reward, meh! (づ ̄3 ̄)づ
Starting tomorrow, make up updates and add rewards.
(End of this chapter)
If it was that easy, then why would scholars still study hard for more than ten years?
"it is good."
The two took pens, ink, paper and inkstones and came to an inconspicuous corner.The big trees here are surrounded by half-meter-high stone platforms, on which paper can be laid flat.
Huoxue said: "I've already done it. In order not to hinder your thinking, you write yours first, and I'll talk about mine."
Along the way, Xing Yujie also pondered and composed a poem. With a few strokes, an ancient seven-character poem came alive on the paper.Huoxue looked at it, but couldn't read all the words...
Xing Yujie pressed his own with a stone and said, "It's your turn." He wrote and waited.
Huoxue would memorize several poems describing spring. After thinking about it, he said: "The light rain on Tianjie Street is as moist as crisp, and the grass looks like it is far away, but it is not there. The most beneficial spring of the year is better than the smoke and willows in the emperor's capital."
The more Xing Yujie wrote, the more excited he became, and he finished writing patiently with joy in his heart. He couldn't wait to pick up the poem and read it over and over again.
Huoxue said modestly: "It's a clumsy job, don't laugh at it."
Xing Yujie gave her a hard look, and said excitedly: "With this masterpiece, mine is just child's play. There is no need to submit it. It's just... this song is completely different from your previous style. If it wasn't for watching you compose it on the spot , the truth must be suspected that someone did it for you."
Huoxue felt her face burning, and changed the subject and urged: "Submit the two capitals, so the chances of winning will be high."
Xing Yujie said disdainfully: "It's not about numbers."
Huoxue persuaded: "Your work is not bad, since you have written it, hand it in."
After Xing Yujie and other handwritings were dry, they wrote their own names on the back of the two poems and let them dry.
Then he took it to the high platform and handed it in.
Although Princess Wuyou and Mo Yingying were also there, there were too many people in the venue, and the men's clothes were only in a few colors, which were not very conspicuous.They really didn't see Xing Yujie, let alone Huo Xue, who was obviously a head shorter in the crowd.
The bustling crowd rubbed their heads around, and the stick of incense finally burned out and ended.
The middle-aged man rang a big gong, and the noisy crowd fell silent, which also meant that the poetry writing session was officially over.
The middle-aged man said: "The judges are invited to come on stage."
As early as when everyone was composing poems, a row of tables, chairs and cushions had already been set up on the high platform.
King Xian walked in the front, closely followed by Prince Rui.Because King Xian is the younger brother of the first emperor after all, and his seniority is high.
The two sat down in the middle high position, and the other judges sat down one by one.
The middle-aged man brought a thick stack of poems, and on the stage, they began to review and score them in groups, and then crossed them.
The reason why it was reviewed under the eyes of everyone was to allow them to supervise, and none of the judges would look through the author's name on the back.
The entire review process is fully transparent.
Huoxue is not afraid of being recognized by King Xian, but she does not want to be recognized by Prince Rui.Who knows what day he is Prince Rui, the difference between the New Year's Prince Rui and Shangyuan Festival is too big.
Huoxue hid behind Xing Yujie, caught in the crowd, she was short, no one noticed her.
After a tense and quick review, the middle-aged man said excitedly: "Today we have a poem that was unanimously approved."
Huoxue firmly believes that it is her poem, but she is not excited at all, and it is not her original poem.
The middle-aged man first read the poem to let everyone know that this poem is really popular.
Xing Yujie tilted his head happily and said in a low voice, "Amazing."
Huoxue smiled triumphantly: "It's agreed, you did it, and I will give you the prize."
Thanks to the fairy [core] for the reward, meh! (づ ̄3 ̄)づ
Starting tomorrow, make up updates and add rewards.
(End of this chapter)
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