Her thoughts and actions are often unique and novel. She admires Zhao Chuchu very much.
She never thought that she was much better than her brother and sister-in-law because of her studies.
However, it was the first time for her to see her brother and sister-in-law write poetry.
Zhang Xiulin couldn't help but be curious, so she leaned over to take a look. When she saw this, her pupils suddenly constricted. She lowered her eyes and suppressed the shock in them.
When the time was up, the poems written by Zhao Chuchu, Zhang Tian and more than a dozen others were collected.
The inn suddenly became quiet, and everyone watched Wang Xiucai flip through the poems one by one.
To ensure fairness, the order of the poems submitted was shuffled, but they were signed, with the signature side blurred out. Therefore, it is not possible that Wang Xiucai forged the poems to favor someone.
Mr. Wang flipped through the sheets one by one, with no extra emotion on his face, until he turned over one of them and his hand stopped.
He seemed to read the poem silently, and then excitement appeared in his eyes.
When everyone saw it, they knew that Mr. Wang had seen a good poem.
Everyone who has ever dealt with Wang Xiucai thinks that she is the kind of person who can remain calm even when faced with a huge crisis.
Now, her emotions were suddenly aroused.
"I think Mr. Wang must have read Zhang Tian's poem."
"Indeed, Zhang Tian's poem about plum blossoms has been praised by many scholars."
It took Wang Xiucai a long time to turn over the poem, and he seemed quite reluctant to do so.
She flipped through the following poems quickly, just glancing at them.
She quickly turned back to the poem and said aloud, "Wang has already read everything. This poem about plum blossoms deserves first place."
She pointed at the poem, and then the person next to her picked up the poem and read it aloud.
"A few plum blossoms bloom alone in the corner of the wall, braving the cold. I know from afar that it is not snow because of the subtle fragrance."
The poem is very simple and easy to understand. The plum blossoms in the poem grow in the corner, brave the severe cold and bloom alone. Why can we tell from a distance that it is not snow but plum blossoms? Because the plum blossoms emit a faint fragrance.
This poem does not describe the branches, leaves, and flowers of the plum blossom, but it describes the plum blossom's character of "blooming alone in the cold", which is like a metaphor for people who should remain the same even under difficult and harsh conditions.
As soon as this happened, the inn became quiet again, even quieter than before, and some people even held their breath.
It took a long time for everyone to react.
"This poem is so well written. Without any flowery words, it simply paints a picture of plum blossoms blooming proudly in the bitter cold."
"We should be like the plum blossoms in this poem, with the character and courage to persevere and move forward."
"Wonderful, truly wonderful. This must be a truly wonderful poem."
In the inn, everyone, without exception, praised the poem about plum blossoms. No wonder Mr. Wang had looked so surprised and excited just now.
"I just don't know which classmate wrote this poem?"
"Needless to say, it must be Zhang Tian."
"Really? But I remember Zhang Tian never wrote this poem before, and she always likes to use fancy words."
Everyone was speculating.
When Zhang Tian finished reading the poem, there was a moment of confusion in his eyes, and then his face turned pale and he was shocked.
She was shocked by the surprise the poem brought her, but she knew clearly that the poem was not written by her at all.
Who, who wrote this poem?
Her face looked very ugly, and she glanced at everyone present.
Is it Zhao Chuchu?
No, Zhang Tian was the first one to exclude her.
It is impossible for a businessman who is obsessed with money to write such a poem in such a short time.
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