Yi Tiesheng nodded, stood up and went to the podium, placed his hands on the table, and looked around.

Once the room quieted down, he spoke slowly in what he considered his most magnetic voice: "Is everyone here? If not, we'll begin."

"Classmates, let me introduce myself. I am Yi Jiucheng, the president of the Green Onion Poetry Society. Welcome to the Green Onion Poetry Society's new recruitment event!"

"The stars shine brightly, I eagerly await your arrival; the flowers bloom in the gentle breeze, waiting only for you to come!"

"Welcome everyone, let's begin the induction exam right away!"

These pretentious and affected opening remarks stunned the row of freshmen below.

"The president's writing is superb!"

"Speaking is like writing poetry!"

"The name is so poetic."

"..."

"How poetic!" Chu Yang, sitting in the back row, repeated the comment from the girl in front of him.

Li Qingshu smiled and asked, "Do you want to join?"

Chu Yang immediately shook his head: "It's fine to recite poems with you, but joining any poetry club is out of the question. Or you shouldn't join at all. The club president doesn't look like a good person, and that Gao Shou, he's the one who invited you, isn't he?"

"Well, I've been invited to this event many times, so I asked you to come and take a look. If you don't like it, then I won't participate. Let's go?" Li Qingshu said.

Chu Yang was very pleased to hear this and said, "Since we're already here, I know you like poetry, let's take a look first."

“Okay, I’ll watch it all before I leave,” Li Qingshu said obediently.

At this moment, the president of the society, Yi Tiesheng, said again: "The rules for the entrance exam are very simple. It is divided into two rounds. The first round is to present one of your works on stage. Modern poems or classical poems are both acceptable. As long as you get three votes from our four judges, you can enter the next round of the exam!"

The freshmen below were clearly prepared, and soon a male student took the lead and went up.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand, and began his aria: "Ah! Youth! That unseen and intangible youth! That youth that has passed without regret! Youth that falls like fine sand into my palm! I want to hold it tight, but the tighter I hold it, the faster it slips away..."

Ah! This is youth! ... Thank you everyone!

The audience erupted in thunderous applause: "Great! Brilliant!"

Chu Yang: ……(??_??|||)

At that moment, a mouthful of saliva got stuck in his throat, and he almost couldn't help but spit it out.

I really want to say, "Ah! Youth, you're such a fucking empty youth!"

Surprisingly, the student passed the exam with a unanimous vote and returned to his seat with a confident smile.

Then the next student took the stage.

"Have you prepared any poems?" Chu Yang asked Li Qingshu in a low voice.

The young lady nodded: "Yes."

"Let me see it."

"No, I won't give it to you."

"Just take a look. You'll know when you go on stage to recite later, won't you?"

"...Alright then, but you're not allowed to laugh at me."

"I trust your writing skills; it's sure to be a work with depth and artistic conception."

The young lady handed him a piece of paper. Chu Yang unfolded it and saw that it was written in her delicate handwriting.

It is a modern poem titled "Rain You".

I still remember that time,

When the plums turn yellow, the rain falls.

The most beautiful years,

Meeting you

I forgot when I would return.

Eaves for shelter from the rain

It's you.

Under the umbrella in the rain,

It's you.

I looked up, and there were your bright eyes.

As bright as the stars.

"What a wonderful poem!" Chu Yang exclaimed after reading it.

It must be said that this young lady is quite clever; these little love poems are very sweet.

"Just... a good poem?" The young lady looked at him intently.

It's as if they're saying this poem is about you.

Chu Yang smiled slightly: "I know it was written for me. Yes, I like it very much. It touches my heart."

The young lady blushed, a smile playing at the corners of her eyes, which was quite charming.

On the stage, the poetry competition continued. Some recited with great passion and eloquence, some expressed deep affection for unrequited love, and some were melancholic and sentimental. Most of the participants were Chinese literature students, each showcasing their talents, and it was quite a wonderful event.

However, it seems that Chu Yang thinks the young lady's poem is the best of the entire event.

Just then, Yi Tiesheng stood up and pointed in this direction: "You over there, it's your turn!"

All eyes were on him. Chu Yang looked around, then pointed to himself: "I got a share too?"

Yi Tiesheng chuckled: "You must have some skills to dare to come to our Chinese Department's territory. Now that you've entered this door, how can you convince everyone if you don't show off your abilities?"

The implication is clear: you're trying to pick up girls on my turf? I'll make sure you regret it!

It looks like they're going to make Chu Yang look bad.

Gao Shou sneered, thinking to himself that photography majors know nothing about poetry and literature except how to photograph nude women. They're just waiting to make a fool of themselves!

Yi Tiesheng, forcing the issue onto the table, said, "Everyone, please give them a round of applause!"

Applause erupted, especially from the girls, who clapped enthusiastically because Chu Yang was so handsome, perfectly embodying the image of a refined scholar in their minds.

Li Qingshu was a little anxious and stood up to say, "Chu Yang didn't come to participate in the poetry club; he just came with me..."

“Everyone who comes here must write a poem!” Yi Tiesheng interrupted her, emphasizing, “No exceptions!”

This angered the young lady: "Why should I?"

Chu Yang stood up and patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay, I'll just go up and put on a song."

Li Qingshu was taken aback, then handed him the poem she had written, indicating that he should use this one.

"No need, I can do it." Chu Yang gave her a reassuring look and walked towards the stage.

Yi Tiesheng and Gao Shou exchanged a glance and revealed a mocking smile.

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