at this time.

Twenty minutes of creation time just ends!

Inside the top ten pavilions.

Literary people have different expressions.

Some people are confident, some are nervous, some are sighing, some are helpless, and the results of their own questions seem to be vividly revealed on their faces.

in.

The seventh pavilion.

Shu Ziwen has recovered from his state, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his handsome and handsome posture seems to have forgotten the displeasure that he had been despised by Xianyu before.

The Tenth Pavilion.

Hua Weiming stood with his hands behind his back, showing his proud look, and the momentum of the literary masters is unobstructed!

Judges seat.

An Long spoke solemnly: "Please pass on each other's famous masters from all major pavilions and platforms first. Those who feel that they are not as good as they are, they can voluntarily withdraw."

Suddenly.

The pavilions and platforms passed on each other's works in the hustle and bustle.

During the circulating process, everyone looked at the poems written by other people in the pavilion, some sighed, some looked surprised, some hesitant, and some praised...

"Good poem!"

"Good word!"

"Present ugly!"

"Agree!"

"I feel ashamed of myself!"

"Brother, good article!"

"You don't understand my poem!"

“There is an allusion here!”

Some people are joking with each other in business, and some are arguing with others, as if they think they are better. In the end, there are not many people who voluntarily withdraw from the main pavilions, and most of them still choose to let the judges referees. Some of them are somewhat lucky. After all, poetry has a certain degree of idealism, and everyone has their own understanding. Unless it is purely crushed by level, the difference between good and bad is not so obvious. It is precisely because of this reason that so many judges are invited to the Poetry Conference!

certainly.

There are also undisputed winners.

For example, in the seventh pavilion, everyone praised Shu Ziwen's works;

For example, in the tenth pavilion, everyone bowed to Hua Weiming, as if they were ashamed of themselves as if they were willing to give up on the disadvantage;

For example, the third pavilion...

There are some excellent ones.

There are also people with the doctrine of the mean.

After confirming the list of voluntary withdrawals, the organizer finally arranged staff to collect the poems of the literati and invited eight judges to judge the poems of the major pavilions.

At this time.

Someone noticed that the judge He Qinghuan had not returned to his position yet, and he was still standing with Xianyu, and his whole body was like a man...

sculpture?

The judge Yu Chang couldn't help but remind him: "Teacher He Qinghuan, it's time for us to judge poetry!"

He Qinghuan didn't move.

It seems like I didn't hear it.

Judge Qin Xiaotian frowned, a hint of strangeness appeared in his heart, and then said, "Teacher He Qinghuan?"

He Qinghuan still didn't move.

He stared at Xianyu's poem.

Everyone at the scene couldn't help but look at each other, and then talked, wondering why He Qinghuan became so strange.

"Teacher He Qinghuan!"

The staff simply ran to him and called him, which made He Qinghuan...

Wake up?

There is nothing wrong.

Just wake up.

He seemed to be crazy. He was reminded by the staff at this time and had just come back to his senses. He looked back at the judges and the literati in a daze.

Open his mouth.

He Qinghuan seemed to want to speak, but suddenly thought of something again, and walked towards the judges while laughing:

"Ha ha ha ha……"

His laughter grew louder and louder, and when he returned to the judges, the laughter had already had a hint of madness.

Is this crazy loss?

Several judges looked at He Qinghuan in shock.

The literati's eyes were even more incomprehensible.

What exactly did Xianyu do that made He Qinghuan so abnormal?

Obviously.

He Qinghuan’s strangeness is related to Xianyu.

He read the poem Xianyu had just written, and then it turned into this look.

Live footage is very good at playing suspense.

From beginning to end, the camera did not take any poems on the front.

...

Don't talk about the scene now.

Even the audience in the live broadcast room felt it was inexplicable.

"What's wrong with Teacher He Qinghuan?"

"What did Xianyu write?"

"I feel like something is wrong after he read what Xianyu wrote."

"No matter what, the selection begins."

"I was very curious about Hua Weiming's works just now!"

"Shu Ziwen also seemed to have written an amazing poem."

"I'll read it in a while."

"Why didn't He Qinghuan sit down?"

"There's there!"

"The top two people in the first pavilion are out!"

With the discussions between several judges, the winning works of the First Pavilion were soon selected.

The literati are excited!

The audience was excited!

Everyone no longer worry about He Qinghuan’s strangeness, and there is only infinite expectation left in their hearts!

"The title of the first pavilion is love!"

The so-called emotion is a word that people cannot avoid regardless of today's present and ancient times.

Such propositions are full of famous works in ancient and modern times, and they are definitely not uncommon, let alone difficult to write, and it is easy to produce excellent works.

at the moment.

A masterpiece has indeed appeared.

The judge An Long's eyes were amazed: "The winners were Bian Huan and Teacher Chun Zheng. Let us first ask our reciters to bring you the masterpieces of Mr. Bian Huan!"

This is a poetry conference.

The program team specially invited several highly qualified reciters to recite the wonderful works that emerged in the poetry conference!

The judges' voices fell.

One of the reciters started reciting with a poem, and his emotions were full and perfectly presented the poet's emotions.
To be continued...