Upon hearing Zhao Mo's words, everyone, whether they liked it or not, was involuntarily drawn to Ye Qiu's article.
Zhao Mo continued speaking without pause, then began to interpret Ye Qiu's article:
"Mr. Ye's article about the country and the nation is written entirely in classical Chinese, and it is particularly brilliant. I am over seventy years old this year, but when I read this article, I still feel my blood boiling and I can hardly contain myself."
Let's first look at the first two sentences of the article: "Sacrificing oneself for the country in times of crisis, regarding death as returning home." Putting aside everything else, these two sentences alone are enough to make more than 90% of the literary world in China feel ashamed, and are worthy of being called gods.
However, this article contains more than a dozen original verses of this kind, which are in no way inferior to Mr. Ye's previous two poems. Please allow me to explain in detail...
Zhao Mo began to interpret Ye Qiu's article, scrutinizing every detail with great passion and tears welling in his eyes.
Everyone in the audience was moved by Zhao Mo's emotions, carefully reading Ye Qiu's article and scrutinizing every word on the big screen, becoming more and more shocked with each reading.
After a full half hour, Zhao Mo finally reached the end of the article, excitedly exclaiming, "Mr. Ye's article ends with the phrase 'When the royal army has pacified the south of the Yangtze, do not forget to tell your father at the family sacrifice,' which is truly unparalleled and admirable."
Mr. Ye's talent far surpasses mine. I have never admired anyone before, but today, I admire only Mr. Ye.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Mo bowed, bringing the atmosphere to a climax.
The audience's eyes were all on Ye Qiu, and they were all excited.
"The opening line, 'Sacrificing oneself for the country in times of crisis, regarding death as returning home,' and the ending line, 'When the royal army has pacified the south of the Yangtze River, do not forget to tell your father at the family sacrifice,' are truly brilliant."
"I finally realized how amazing Ye Qiu's talent is."
"Amazing, he's really amazing. No wonder the system rated him as a literary master. It's hard to believe that someone like him is so young."
A series of exclamations of amazement followed.
On stage, Wang Xiaocao was also extremely excited, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ye Qiu's direction.
"I didn't misjudge you, I really didn't misjudge you. You truly have unparalleled talent." Wang Xiaocao thought to herself, her heart like a still lake, now rippled endlessly as a boulder was thrown in.
At the same time, Wu Manman and Long Yue also blushed and felt extremely proud.
The Jiedao Academy has finally produced a true genius.
Meanwhile, cameras from various media outlets were trying to get through the crowd to film Ye Qiu, but Ye Qiu refused and asked Tian Hao and the others to block the media.
He didn't want his appearance to be known by everyone.
At least not now...
“You can’t block it like this, so why don’t you wear a mask?” Long Yue said.
"Where can I find face masks? Let's go buy one."
"I have one right now." Long Yue's ring flashed, and she immediately took out a mask and handed it to Ye Qiu.
"You still carry this with you?" Ye Qiu took it and immediately put it on.
"I'm used to it," Long Yue said sweetly. "Why are you afraid of having your face exposed, you're a grown man? You're not bad looking either, you're so handsome."
"A wise man keeps his talents hidden until the right time to act," Ye Qiu said with a smile.
Long Yue's smile froze, and she immediately froze.
A wise man keeps his true self hidden and waits for the right time to act. This seems to be another famous saying that can be passed down through the ages.
How come this guy can speak so eloquently?
Wu Manman and Wu Daofeng were both astonished, staring at Ye Qiu as if he were a monster, their eyes glued to him.
Fortunately, at this moment, a master on the stage spoke up, stopping Wu Daofeng and the others from launching a barrage of eye contact.
The one who spoke was Li Yuanxiu, who said in a serious voice, "Gentlemen, with Ye Qiu's talent, he can advance to the finals with first place, or he can be directly admitted to the Great Dragon League, because I don't think anyone can write poems and essays better than him."
"I agree."
"I am willing to vouch for Ye Qiu and guarantee his direct advancement."
The three masters spoke in succession, offering to recommend Ye Qiu for advancement.
These words caused a sensation throughout the room.
Some people believe that Ye Qiu is indeed very talented and deserves to advance directly to the finals.
However, many people objected, believing that this was a serious violation of the rules.
Among them was Mosanti from Tongcheng Academy.
Mosanti said in a deep voice, "Three masters, I also believe that Ye Qiu is indeed talented, but no matter how talented he is, he cannot easily overstep the rules. Moreover, no one can predict what will happen next. Perhaps this is his limit?"
Perhaps someone stronger than him will emerge later? Must we always break the rules to guarantee a pass? That would defeat the purpose of the competition. Therefore, I suggest that the rules should not be broken.
The three masters were clearly displeased by Mosanti's words.
Because they all agreed that Ye Qiu's talent was in no way inferior to theirs, it was perfectly reasonable for him to be recommended to the finals. This was not a favoritism, but rather because no one present was qualified to compete with Ye Qiu again.
"You're the student from Tongcheng Elementary School who got the top grade, right? You..."
"Master Zhao, please wait a moment." Ye Qiu stood up and interrupted Zhao Mo: "Master Zhao, I think Mosanti's words make some sense. Besides, I haven't had enough fun yet. This guy from Tongcheng Academy was very arrogant and talked back to me before. So, I'm really looking forward to meeting him in the upcoming competition. If I can eliminate him, that would be even better."
Of course, my goal has never been just Mosanti alone, but to suppress the entire Tongcheng Academy.
Ye Qiu made no attempt to conceal his intentions, directly stating his desire to eliminate Mosanti and suppress Tongcheng Academy.
The entire audience was in an uproar over these words, and everyone was shocked by Ye Qiu's arrogance.
Mosanti clenched his fists, his face turning extremely pale.
If he had been threatened before, he wouldn't have been afraid at all; he might even have mocked Ye Qiu.
But Ye Qiu had already displayed unparalleled talent, and he began to feel a little worried and afraid that he might really encounter Ye Qiu.
“Since Mr. Ye has said so, then we will not recommend him for admission, and the competition will continue,” Zhao Mo said with a smile.
“With Mr. Ye here, the scene will probably be even more lively,” Li Yuanxiu said with a smile.
Xin Qubing stroked his beard and said, "Mr. Ye's participation in this competition is a waste of his talents, but it does make the competition more exciting, which is good."
“Hey you, what’s that Mo from Tongcheng Academy again? Your tone of voice lacked respect for Mr. Ye. You’re probably going to suffer for it. Be careful,” Li Yuanxiu kindly reminded him.
Upon hearing this, Mosanti's expression grew even more unpleasant.
He didn't dare to confront Li Yuanxiu, so he turned to stare at Ye Qiu and sneered, "A mere student of the Jiedao Academy, even if he has some talent, can't defy the heavens. Just wait and see. No previous Jiedao Academy has ever been able to stand up, and this time will be no exception."
"Oh? To my face, you dare to belittle my Jiedao Academy like this, as if I, Wu Daofeng, don't exist? Or do you think I, Wu Daofeng, am easy to bully?"
Wu Daofeng stared coldly at Mosanti, his eyes filled with hostility.
Mosanti involuntarily took two steps back, feeling somewhat apprehensive in the face of Wu Daofeng.
It's true that Jiedao Academy is rubbish, but this Wu Daofeng has a glorious past. There are still many legends about Wu Daofeng circulating in Tongcheng.
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