However, it was He Qinghuan who was on the judging panel to break the silence first.
I saw his face suddenly flushed, and he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Good poetry, such a talented and learned person, why not be a judge!"
? Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day!
Soaring to 90,000 miles!
What a youthful spirit this is!
What arrogance and arrogance!
He Qinghuan is not stupid, of course he has tasted the true taste.
Hua Weiming's sudden attack must have involved some deep-seated reasons.
? Today's grand literary event has already cast a shadow of controversy before it even started.
He Qinghuan is from Qin, so he doesn't want to be silent and wants to speak for Xianyu. Besides, he feels from the bottom of his heart that this poem has a wonderful artistic conception, which perfectly fits the current situation and expresses Xianyu's state of mind!
And then.
The major gazebos.
Countless noises.
The literati were whispering and clamoring, some were horrified, some were ashamed, some were indifferent, some were sneering
There are so many different forms in the world.
And in front of countless screens on every continent.
Audiences who watched the live broadcast also came back to their senses one after another.
"I wipe!"
"This poem is too good!"
"Xianyu actually wrote a poem on the spot to respond to the question?"
"In such a short period of time, such an excellent work has been created. Why do these people question Xianyu?"
"Domineering!"
"Wrote a poem to respond on the spot, and it is a work of this level, who would dare to question whether the fish father is not worthy?"
"Grass mud horse, it's on fire!"
"Who knows if it was written in advance."
Among the countless barrages, it is not without other voices mixed in, but overall, the audience has been convinced by Xianyu's poem
Lin Yuan's home.
Antarctic jumped happily.
Dayaoyao shook her fist fiercely: "Brother, come on!"
Sister Lin Xuan stared at the screen tightly: "Let's see what else they want!"
Mom didn't speak.
She still has countless worries:
A poem may not be able to stop the determination of this group of literati
Mom was right to worry.
Mount Lu.
? Live broadcast.
Hua Weiming finally spoke: "It seems that Teacher Xianyu is well prepared, so he should come down and have a good discussion with us so-called players."
Absolutely!
This old thing!
Shameless!
The expressions of everyone in Fish Dynasty changed.
Even a fool can hear Hua Weiming's irony!
He actually hinted that Xianyu guessed that there would be doubts, so he wrote this poem in advance in order to silence the mouths of countless literati!
"I said so."
"It turned out to be written in advance."
"No matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to recite such a good poem on the spot."
"Okay?"
"It's just crazy life."
"I also think it's quite ordinary. Compared to the Dapeng bird, it's just boasting."
Some literati whispered.
They have already boarded the same boat, and it is impossible to tolerate Xianyu, a young man who may be the same age as the younger generation in their family, sitting in the jury seat and judging them.
He Qinghuan frowned.
?The other judges looked surprised, and no one said a word. It seemed that they had nothing to do with themselves, and there was even a hint of watching a good show hidden in their eyes.
"Ah."
Lin Yuan smiled.
He didn't read any more poems this time, but looked directly at Hua Weiming: "I have heard that Zhaozhou's literary circle is the most prosperous in all continents, but I didn't expect that one of the representative figures in Zhaozhou's literary circle, but he doesn't know how to learn without learning. The teacher is the truth."
"Crazy Life!"
Before Hua Weiming could speak, the literati were all angry!
Learning martial arts, young and old?
The master is the teacher?
Xianyu even called himself an "expert" in front of literary figures like Hua Weiming, and even said that he was qualified to be the judge teacher of Hua Weiming and everyone present! ?
&nbssp; "Xianyu seems to be writing poetry too!?"
Following the exclamation of a certain literati, everyone looked in the direction of Xianyu!
Everyone in the Yu Dynasty surrounded Xianyu, and Xianyu himself was sitting at the table, writing something flamboyantly.
"Ridiculous!"
A literati who had already prepared his inventory snorted, "I agreed to quit the competition, but I'm still writing poems in the end."
"His mind is not difficult to guess."
Another literati who was also confident beside him said: "It's nothing more than getting all the topics from Director Huang, and then choosing a more confident theme to create, so that I can choose the most suitable theme, so that the poems I write will naturally be better. "
"It will take advantage."
"I'm really curious what he can write."
"Leave him alone, time is limited, let's finish each work."
"Those who quit the game will not affect us."
"I don't know what kind of medicine he sells in the gourd. I want to participate but I am afraid of losing, so I participated in the poetry conference in this way."
Did not discuss for too long.
Everyone still has to solve the problem
The literati didn't pay much attention to Xianyu's side.
However, the camera has quietly aimed at Xianyu's direction.
Director Huang acted as a temporary guest host and introduced the situation to the audience: "Mr. Xianyu is also writing poems. He has just won all the questions for our competition. Although Mr. Xianyu has retired, I personally look forward to it. Which topic will we choose to create? Of course, our competition is still very fair. No matter what Mr. Xianyu¡¯s work is, it will not affect the results of the rest of us. However, this is the fair start of our joint variety show "Fish You Together" Live broadcast, so we will also show the works of Mr. Xianyu to the audience."
In the live broadcast room.
The barrage suddenly became extremely lively:
"Mr. Xianyu participating outside the field?"
"Father Yu, come on, write a good poem and crush this group of contestants!"
"I feel that Teacher Xianyu's poem about Dapeng just now is very good. Could it be the one you used?"
"possible."
"That super invincible bomb!"
"For the Poetry Conference, maybe Mr. Xianyu wrote lyrics, because "Water Tune Getou" is a poem, which shows that Mr. Xianyu is better at this."
"What are you excited about? He's taking advantage of it."
"Others do random questions, but Xianyu chooses a question by himself."
"Didn't Daddy Yu withdraw from the competition? Withdraw, let's see if there is a problem with the topic?"
"Of course it's okay to look at the topic. The problem is that he wants to choose a topic and write a good poem to slap the literati in the face."
"This method does take advantage. Daddy Yu is being praised too much now, so there must be some burden. I feel that he is really afraid of losing. To be honest, as a fan, I feel a little disappointed."
"Where are the fans who pretend to be nm, I click on your homepage and it's full of Heiyu daddy's remarks!"
Although there was a 20-minute wait, the live broadcast room was not boring.
The barrage is arguing.
The fans of the literati are all in line with the fans of Xianyu.
also.
Several judges also had shots.
They are analyzing the topics of each group and discussing the level of the literati at the same time, which is also a highlight of the live broadcast.
"The leader of the Tenth Pavilion must be Hua Weiming."
"The tenth pavilion where Hua Weiming is located is titled Melancholy. This is Hua Weiming's best subject. He once wrote "Like a Dream", which is very popular."
"This time, it might also be "Like a Dream Order"."
"Seventh Pavilion, I am most optimistic about Shu Ziwen's performance."
"The title of the seventh pavilion is scenery, it seems to be the title of Mount Tai, hehe, writing about mountains should be poetry rather than words."
"By the way, what topic do you think Xianyu will choose?"
"That's hard to say. There are too many topics. He should choose the one he is most confident in."
"I gonna go see."
He Qinghuan suddenly got up and said.
The remaining seven judges smiled and did not speak.
He Qinghuan walked towards Xianyu.
And when he saw the sheets of paper filled with verses in front of Xianyu, he stopped abruptly.
The camera followed He Qinghuan.
His expression was arranged in close-up.
Then all the audience clearly saw a miraculous expression. They said it was miraculous because it seemed difficult for everyone to accurately describe what He Qinghuan's expression at the moment represented:
Shock?
Awe?
Admiration?
crazy?
Or maybe
Fear?
His eyes are wide open!
His nostrils spread to both sides!
His nasolabial folds are constantly trembling!
The corners of his mouth are twitching unnaturally!
"what's the situation?"
There are countless barrages wondering.
He Qinghuan's expression is as if he has seen a ghost. Could it be that this poem written by Xianyu
Are you crazy?
If you like full-time artists, please collect them: full-time artists update the fastest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?'s expression is said to be magical because it seems difficult for everyone to accurately describe what He Qinghuan's expression at the moment represents:
Shock?
Awe?
Admiration?
crazy?
Or maybe
Fear?
His eyes are wide open!
His nostrils spread to both sides!
His nasolabial folds are constantly trembling!
The corners of his mouth are twitching unnaturally!
"what's the situation?"
There are countless barrages wondering.
He Qinghuan's expression is as if he has seen a ghost. Could it be that this poem written by Xianyu
Are you crazy?
If you like full-time artists, please collect them: full-time artists update the fastest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com