Seeing that the people below were already scratching their heads, Mr. Xie was still calmly drinking tea and chatting with several deans.
From time to time, he glanced at Xiao Hechuan who was sitting not far away.
Xiao Hechuan was also very calm. He just sat upright in his seat, without writing or frowning, and drank a sip of tea from time to time.
Su Yanqing's mind was not on the poetry meeting, nor did he pick up his pen. He was in a daze. The boy's mind was full of Xiao Lanlan's every move and smile.
There were so many people staring at Xiao Hechuan, wanting to know what kind of poem he would come up with for the competition.
One after another, some people stopped writing, and the servants took their poems away and brought them up to Master Xie for his review.
Mr. Qi will look at it first, and only show it to Mr. Xie if he thinks it is okay. If it is not okay, it will not even have the chance to be read out.
Only those that hit the point can be read out in public for everyone to enjoy together.
Mr. Qi looked around and his expression was indescribable. He wondered what was written on this.
Extremely perfunctory!
However, the first question today is so difficult, it is really a bit embarrassing. Mr. Xie is not playing by the rules.
He still picked out two poems for Mr. Xie to review. After Mr. Xie and several deans took a look, they felt that they were just acceptable, the standard kind that could be appreciated by both the elite and the masses. Some of the poems were only elegant, while others were only vulgar, and the two elements were not reflected in the same poem at all.
However, the atmosphere still needed to be created, so Mr. Xie asked Mr. Qi to read it again.
There were two more waves later, but there was nothing special about it.
It’s difficult. Too difficult…
Ye Shu came here today just for Xiao Hechuan. Her mind and eyes were filled with only Xiao Hechuan. She wanted to know how he would behave.
Most of those sitting in the elegant seats on the second floor have some background in Jeju. They can’t be said to be very talented, it’s all because of their family background. When faced with a difficult problem like today, they chose to watch and not participate, so as not to lose face.
Feeling that the time was right, Xiao Hechuan picked up his pen. Seeing that he had finally started writing, Su Yanqing stood up and walked to his side, feeling a little curious.
Xiao Hechuan picked up the pen slowly, dipped it in ink, and started writing. Every movement revealed the word "elegant". When he wrote the first sentence, Su Yanqing felt his eyes brighten.
He wrote a poem that fully expressed the meaning of "appreciated by both the elite and the masses". The language is beautiful and meaningful, but not pretentious or pretentious.
Su Yanqing nodded subconsciously with an expression of admiration. Hechuan was indeed a man of real talent.
When Mr. Qi saw him move, he walked over directly. He had just finished writing.
Apart from anything else, just seeing the handwriting is enough to be pleasing to the eyes, and it makes you feel that your eyes are respected.
When Mr. Qi got the poem, he was once again amazed by it.
Well, needless to say, the best of the day is out.
He excitedly came to Mr. Xie with the poem in his hand. Looking at his expression, Mr. Xie knew there was a surprise.
After reading the content, just as he expected, he said "good" three times again, stood up himself, and read the poem word by word with emotion.
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When the poem was finished, there was silence. Most of them felt inferior and did not dare to embarrass themselves. Those famous ladies and talented women, who at first only dared to secretly glance at Xiao Hechuan, now looked at him openly, their faces blushing and timid.
Those who like poetry and songs will be attracted to talented men.
Ye Shu, who was hiding behind the bead curtain, was completely drunk and intoxicated. She supported her forehead with one hand, and under the cover of the bead curtain, her eyes were so unscrupulous.
She had a thought in her mind that she must get this man.
She asked Ruyue to whisper a message to her father, asking her father to recruit the person into Baiyun Academy.
Ye Shu didn't need to say this, Ye Congwen had already made up his mind to take the person to Baiyun Academy.
Several deans had the same idea, and the looks they gave each other were already sparking sparks.
Mr. Zhong Yun was originally drinking tea and eating snacks alone. The poems that were read before were not pleasing to his ears. It was not until Xiao Hechuan's poem came out just now that he finally reacted. He looked at the young man with a look of appreciation in his eyes.
Today's poetry reading seems to be more interesting than usual.
Mr. Zhongyun is relatively low-key in Jeju, but he was a graduate of the Imperial College. Just for this reason, there are countless students who want to become his disciples.
He didn't have many classes at the academy, but every one of them was always packed. No matter what he was going to talk about, it was almost always full.
But the only thing is that he never announced to the public that he had any closed disciples.
Xiao Hechuan did not show much emotion at the admiring looks from everyone, he remained calm and composed.
Two more questions were asked afterwards, about spring flowers, autumn moon and climbing heights.
These two questions are much easier to answer than the question of appealing to both the elite and the masses, but without exception, no matter how good the previous poems are, they will be defeated by Xiao Hechuan's poem in the end.
They are not in the same class at all. He only needs to make a slight move to reach a level that others cannot reach.
This is the highlight of living a new life.
There is no doubt that Xiao Hechuan will be the winner of today's poetry competition, and the prize will naturally be pocketed by him.
Although the poetry contest was over, the banquet was not completely over yet.
The boat has reached the middle of the lake. It is still raining outside, so everyone can move around freely on the boat.
Talented men and women can compete with each other in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, or anything else, and discuss with each other.
Mr. Xie came in person to talk to Xiao Hechuan with today's prize.
He had a very conspicuous jade ring on his hand, his clothes were made of the finest silk embroidered with gold thread, and he had a golden crown on his head. Together with his slightly bloated figure, he exuded an air of wealth and nobility.
"Mr. Xiao, you are the champion today, you deserve it. The prize is yours."
"Thank you very much, sir!"
Xiao Hechuan politely stood up and took the prize with both hands.
Ten silver ingots of ten taels each, a piece of Hui ink, and a piece of uncut jade.
"Mr. Xiao, you don't have to be so polite. I haven't seen a young man as talented as you for a long time. I value talent the most. If I hold a poetry gathering again in the future, I will definitely invite you. There is no threshold. There will always be a seat on the second floor reserved for you."
Mr. Xie's idea was very simple and direct. If such a gifted and talented young man could reach the top in the future, it would be beneficial to him to interact with him more, and it would definitely be a good idea to make more friends with him.
"Thank you, Master, for your appreciation of me. I am so lucky!"
When you are out, you still have to say nice things. There is no harm in being tactful.
Xiao Hechuan's start this time is completely different from his previous life. In his previous life, he endured many ridicules and contempts. In this life, he came on a colorful cloud, shining brightly!
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