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Chapter 374

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This time, the cultural outing is different from the previous ones in that there are not only literary competitions, but also martial arts competitions.

The first competition was Wenbi.

However, what is the specific topic needs to be pointed out.

This time Mr. Chen didn't make a sound, but Mr. Lu stood up next to him.

Facing the favored sons of all roads present here, he cupped his hands away, "I am so lucky to have this topic raised, and I will not embarrass everyone."

"The first topic is to use Weicheng as the topic. Everyone will write a poem. According to the quality of the poem, each will get points."

"How do you feel?"

Everyone nodded, each thinking.

Such literary meetings are notified in advance, so there are naturally people who have prepared a lot of poems and sentences early in case they are needed.

As soon as Mr. Lu's words fell to the ground, someone thoughtfully stood up to answer.

The first person to stand up was not a scholar, but a martial arts expert who was proficient in pen and ink. After standing up, the expert looked around proudly.

He said loudly, "I'm not talented, but I have a poem about Weicheng. It was written when I met relatives and friends in Weicheng when I was in a foreign country. Please appreciate it."

When all the scholars saw that he was a warrior, contemptuous expressions suddenly appeared on their faces, and they secretly slandered, "How can a vulgar warrior make amazingly good poems?"

"After he finishes reading, I will definitely pick out the flaws in it and let him know that getting such a limelight is just asking for humiliation."

Even Mr. Chen, Mr. Lu, etc., are not optimistic about this warrior who stands up. After all, poetry and essays have always been the forte of scholars.

When will it be the warrior's turn to show off in this regard.

However, since this person has stood up, he is naturally allowed to speak. Master Chen waved his hand slightly, and the scene suddenly quieted down. A needle could be heard, and pairs of eyes, either mocking or disdainful, turned towards The warrior who stood up looked over and listened to what poems he would make.

first sentence!
You come from your hometown.

After hearing this, all the scholars shook their heads in unison. This sentence is too common.

Nothing new.

You should know your hometown.

The second sentence was as flat as ever.

"Sure enough, it's a poem written by a vulgar martial artist. It doesn't have any poetic flavor. It's too shameful to show off such plain language at this outing literary meeting. It's really a shame."

Many scholars have given up listening to this poem when they heard the second sentence. In their opinion, this poem has been reduced to the dust, and there is no merit in it!
The meaning of these two poems is too simple, that is to say, you are from your hometown, so you should know things about your hometown!
There are no ups and downs, nor any famous sayings, ordinary, plain and simple, without any highlights, ordinary, too ordinary, ordinary, too ordinary.

Many people couldn't help but feel a little disappointed with the first poem of the outing literary society.

On the contrary, this warrior has a very good mentality. Although he saw the disappointment and disdain in the eyes of many scholars and warriors at the banquet, he continued to read this poem with confidence.

"This guy's kung fu has been cultivated to the point of shame. I have the nerve to continue reading such a poem. I really don't know how the word shame is written!"

third sentence.

In front of the window

The sound is like a bell, and it spreads in all directions, and everyone can hear it.

The third sentence is also without any bright spots, which means that the day you came in front of the flower window, the fourth sentence was also read immediately after, it was Hanmei Blooming?

The meaning of this sentence is also simple, that is, have the plum blossoms bloomed?
The whole poem is that you come from your hometown, you should know the affairs of your hometown, and in front of the beautiful window in the future, is the winter plum blooming?

A simple five-character poem, without any rhetoric, without any bright spots, plain and plain, just like a common saying, it comes out.

Many people couldn't help laughing out loud after listening to it, and said, "Is such a poem considered poetry? It's just as plain as water, without any value!"

"A warrior is a warrior. Even if he can read a few words, he still can't write real poetry."

"If you want to see a wonderful speech, it depends on the ability of us scholars."

"Everyone is working hard to write a poem, let this vulgar warrior understand what kind of poem is a really good poem!"

The martial artist who recited the poem smiled faintly, glanced at the scholars present with some disdain, and sat down quietly.

Above Qingfeng, the heaven and earth have been covered with major cultivation bases, and the poems and articles cannot be sensed by the heavens and the earth. Naturally, there are no visions. The evaluation of the quality of a poem depends entirely on one's literary accomplishment.

After reading this poem, even though Master Chen and Mr. Lu felt that the poem contained strong nostalgia, they didn't see it as good.

They think that such a poem is just an ordinary poem, a bland work.

It is rare and precious for a warrior to be able to write such a poem.

Shaking their heads, the two did not comment.

Only Yang Chen was shocked when he heard this poem. Others didn't know it, but he knew that this poem was an eternal masterpiece in the time and space he was in.

Unexpectedly, in a different time and space, I encountered the same little poem.

Listening to this little poem, Yang Chen had a special feeling of encountering an old friend in a foreign land. He couldn't help but nodded, and looked towards the immortal warrior.

"Oh, I see Yaoyue talent shaking his head from time to time, reciting this poem, is there anything special about this poem?"

"Still, I don't know how to appreciate this poem."

Not far from Yang Chen, the person who was sitting came from Tianhua Mansion, Bai Hualin, one of the top ten talents of Tianhua, saw Yang Chen shaking his head, so he uttered annoyance.

Bai Hualin's voice was very loud, and as soon as he uttered it, everyone's attention was attracted.

It's just an ordinary five-character poem, and there's nothing special about it. Is there anything worth appreciating by invited scholars?

Seeing everyone staring at him, even the martial artist who wrote the poem looked over with a look of complacency in his eyes.

Yang Chen smiled lightly, "I have little knowledge, what is good and what is bad?"

"It's just this poem, I was quite touched when I read it, so I couldn't help but recite it."

Bai Hualin laughed, "Yueyue talent, you are being modest. Who doesn't know that the poems you wrote are all classics. Since this poem makes you shake your head and can't help but recite it, there must be something strange about it. Why not speak out, so that everyone can grow up."

"Or, all of you present here can't catch your eyes, so isn't it worth your explaining?"

Yang Chen was speechless for a while, who is this?
I don't know myself!

Why are you biting yourself?

(End of this chapter)