After a while, the host of the contest walked out, an official from the Ministry of Rites, with a loud and clear voice.

I saw that he first exchanged a few words of greeting with everyone and said some polite words.

Then six judges were invited, all of whom were celebrities with profound achievements in poetry and songs.

However, Li Ming didn't know any of them.

Li Ming, who was sitting below, was thinking, what kind of poem should I come up with?

Patriotic poems and songs?

Xin Qiji's "Eternal Happiness Wellhead Nostalgia"?

Xu Xilin's "Out of the Plug"? Among them, he died directly for the country on the battlefield, so why should he return the horse leather shroud?

Although these two sentences are atmospheric, the whole poem is too short, only four sentences in total, and the effect is definitely not as good as imagined when recited on the battlefield.

After all, people's emotions always need to be guided slowly before they can be stimulated.

Thinking about it, Li Ming couldn't help frowning slightly.

Seeing this, Qin Yue wanted to repeat what she had just said again, but she still stopped when the words came to her lips.

Since Li Ming chose to compose his own poems, he should be believed!

After a period of greetings, the poetry and song contest officially began, which was carried out according to the number awarded at the time of registration.

Situ Jianren is the thirty-sixth, and Li Ming is the seventy-second.

It's still a while before they play!

This time is enough for Li Ming to think.

No. 1 came to the stage, without too much nonsense, briefly introduced himself, and began to chant.

"When will the double flying swallows return? The spring rain breaks the bridge, and the people don't read, and the boat holds out the willow shade. ”

It is a poem written about spring, which is not very elegant, and only a few strokes are seen.

Immediately, the six judges raised their cards and gave corresponding scores.

All things considered, the final score is 61 points.

Sixty points passed, and there is no doubt that this poem is only barely able to get it.

Li Ming listened to the first few poems, but they were not good poems, and his scores were all in the sixties, and the highest one was only seventy-two points.

It seems that the competition is not as fierce as imagined!

So, Li Ming continued to think about his own affairs, what poems and songs should he use to fight?

Soon, it was the thirtieth.

Seeing that Situ Jianren was about to arrive, Situ Jianren remembered that Li Ming had told him about poetry, so he secretly pushed Li Ming.

Li Ming came back to his senses and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Situ Jianren's eyes asking for help.

Situ Jianren was ready, if Li Ming couldn't come up with some poems, he would go on stage and recite the song "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" again.

Anyway, there is no rule in the contest that you can't use poems that have already been born!

Slightly stunned, Li Ming came back to his senses, and then remembered that he had not yet written a poem for Situ Jianren.

After looking at Situ Jianren and then at Qin Yue, Li Ming's heart was settled, and he said, "Situ, I have a courtship poem here, do you think it's good?"

"Courtship poem?" Situ Jianren was stunned, and immediately understood Li Ming's intentions, and replied again and again: "Very good, very good!"

"Then you can remember it!" Li Ming read the poem, which was to pass the poem to Situ Jianren.

Situ Jianren listened carefully, although he couldn't compose poems, he was also a master of the late Jindan period, and it was not difficult to remember, basically he never forgot it!

This is something that the Jindan monks generally have.

After a while, Li Ming's recitation ended, Situ Jianren nodded, indicating that he had remembered it clearly, and he was very grateful in his heart, and said secretly: "Li Ming, no matter whether the matter between me and His Highness Yue is successful or not, you are the best brother of my Situ Jianren in this life!"

"Thirty-six!" shouted the host of the ceremonial department on stage.

"It's coming!" Situ Jianren replied, and then walked up to the stage with a big grin.

I heard Situ Jianren briefly introduced: "Under Situ Jianren, I want to make a poem today dedicated to the girl I have a crush on." ”

As soon as they heard this, some people even asked, "Which girl? Which girl has reported her name?"

On the stage, Qin Yue's face was a little bad, Situ Jianren was interested in her, she had already felt it.

However, she didn't have the slightest idea about Situ Jianren.

On the stage, Situ Jianren brewed his emotions and began to chant: "There is a beauty who will never forget it." I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy. The phoenix soars, seeking the phoenix from all over the world. Helplessly, the beauty is embarrassed, and she no longer uses guns. The piano will be used as a substitute for the language, and the conversation will be heartfelt. When I see Xu Xi one day, I am hesitant. I am willing to match virtue and join hands. I shall not fly away, and I shall be destroyed. ”

At this point, Situ Jianren couldn't help but pause, and looked at Qin Yue under the stage.

The people in the room followed Situ Jianren's gaze and also looked at Qin Yue.

Qin Yue's face had become very unsightly, if it weren't for such an occasion, Qin Yue would have brushed his sleeves away.

Situ Jianren continued to chant: "The phoenix returns to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek his phoenix. When there is nothing to do, he is now ascending to the hall. There are beautiful ladies in the boudoir, and the room is poisonous to my intestines. There is a fate to cross the neck for the mandarin duck, and the beard and the cheeks soar together! Friendship and harmony of heart, who knows from the middle of the night? ”

At the end of a phoenix chanting, Situ Jianren's face turned red with excitement.

The people in the audience applauded, wonderful, wonderful, and even the six judges couldn't help but nod.

It's just that the theme of their judging tends to be patriotic poems, and although this courtship poem is good, it does not get high marks.

After comprehensive consideration, the final score is 89 points!

Although it is only eighty-nine points, it is already the highest score given so far!

Situ Jianren was quite satisfied with this, even if the judges gave him a zero score, he didn't mind, as long as he could show it in front of Qin Yue, he would be satisfied!

Subsequently, Situ Jianren stepped down and the game continued.

Qin Yue's face was very ugly, and she glared at Situ Jianren fiercely.

Situ Jianren smiled bitterly in his heart, but he had no choice but to smile helplessly.

The game continued, and several high scores were produced one after another, but none of them exceeded 89 points.

Among them, there is a patriotic poem that is quite good:

The year was full of gray hair and new hair, and it was spring again in a hurry.

The years are ruthless and do not lend people.

One inch of Dan's heart wants to serve the country, and two lines of tears are missing relatives.

Lonely and fierce and difficult to pastime, the gold plate is clustered with five hardships.

However, he only scored 88 points.

It seems that it is not easy to get 90 points, and these judges give scores quite strictly.

Li Ming couldn't help frowning, and said in his heart: "What kind of poem should I publish?"

Now, Li Ming has several poems as candidates, such as Du Fu's "Shu Xiang", in which he died before he could get out of school, which made the hero cry for a long time, and it was very popular.

Also, Lu You's "Golden Wrong Knife Xing", Wang Wei's "Make it to the Stopper".

These are rare good poems, but Li Ming has no determination to win.

After all, none of them are very long, which greatly affects the effect of chanting on the battlefield.

Take it out, and it's estimated that it will get a maximum of 90 points.

Li Ming didn't believe that he could win the championship with 90 points, you must know how many 300 people signed up!

Once someone gets a copy, the quota for admission to the large library will be given up.

This is what Li Ming does not want to see.

Li Ming continued to think about it, and he must come up with a good poem with a long length and a good warning.

Situ Jianren sat down and wanted to say a few words to His Highness Yue, but when he saw His Highness Yue's cold face, the words that came to his mouth stopped abruptly.

In the blink of an eye, it was the fiftieth place.

It was not far from Li Ming, but Li Ming still didn't expect what was most satisfying to him.

I only heard Li Mingxin say: "Why don't you choose one of the three songs of "Shu Xiang", "Golden Knife Wrong Line", "Water Tune Song Head, Send Yang Minzhan"?"

Li Ming was distressed, and his brows were tightly locked.

"Seventy, please!"

Hearing this, Li Ming in the audience couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said secretly: "Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, it is the seventieth, and one more person will be himself." ”

However, until this moment, Li Ming has not come up with a longer and deeper patriotic poem!

"Why don't you just forget it?" Li Ming said secretly to himself.