The president of the Yunying Poetry Society, who was also an older woman, walked over, looked at Su Wentian and said, "What if this son is not an outsider? ”

"Miss Zhao, what do you mean by this?" Su Wentian frowned and looked at her and asked. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's not a secret, this son has already joined the Yunying Poetry Society, and his poems can naturally represent us." Zhao Yunrou glanced around at everyone and said slowly.

As soon as these words came out, including Wanruoqing Zeng Drunken Mo, several women from the Yunying Poetry Society were stunned.

"When did this son join the Yunying Poetry Society?"

Li Yi was also stunned for a moment, when did he join the Yunying Poetry Society, why didn't he know?

At this moment, Li Yi saw that the woman winked at him very covertly, and his heart suddenly understood.

Well, from now on, he is already a member of the Yunying Poetry Society......

At the same time, there was an immediate uproar among the surrounding crowd.

"How is this possible!"

"He's a man!"

"The Yunying Poetry Society has always only had women, when has a man ever joined?"

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Obviously, Zhao Yunrou's words just now brought them a lot of impact, the Yunying Poetry Society is composed of several talented women from Qing'an Mansion, but it has never absorbed any men, where did this guy come from?

"Yunying Poetry Society has always only had women, this is a well-known thing, Miss Zhao don't have to laugh." Su Wentian still had a faint smile on his face, Zhao Yunrou's words were obviously just a measure of rights and interests, but they used the wrong method, and they couldn't withstand debunking at all.

"Oh?" When Zhao Yunrou heard this, she looked at everyone with a smile and said, "When did we say that only women are allowed to join the Yunying Poetry Society?" ”

The smile on Su Wentian's face froze.

The noise around me has gradually become quieter.

A hint of astonishment appeared on everyone's faces, revealing a thoughtful look.

Soon, they realized that from beginning to end, the Yunying Poetry Society really never seemed to have said such a thing!

It's just that because the name of the Yunying Poetry Society, and the members of the Poetry Society are all women, they naturally have the previous idea, but the president of the Poetry Society has personally refuted the rumors and denied that only women can join the Yunying Poetry Society, what else can they say?

"No wonder when this scholar came in, he was so familiar with Miss Wan and the women of the Yunying Poetry Society, it turned out that he was also a member of the Yunying Poetry Society."

"Yunying Poetry Society actually allowed men to join, it turned out that we had been wrong all along."

"In this way, this poem can naturally represent the Yunying Poetry Society, if they can participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting tomorrow, with this person, Yang Yanzhou and Shen Zhao will also have to hate on the spot!"

"The name of the first genius in Qing'an Mansion, I'm afraid it's going to change hands......"

"Not necessarily, although this poem is good, every time Shen Zhao composes a poem, it will be widely circulated in the Qinglou Music Hall, which can not be compared with no matter how good the poem is."

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Everyone just thought that sentence was Zhao Yunrou's right and interests, but when they thought that as soon as the scholar came in just now, they went straight to the Yunying Poetry Society, and behaved intimately with Wan Ruoqing, which was extraordinary, thinking that they should have known each other for a long time, and there was no doubt in their hearts.

The two scholars who came in with Li Yi stood at the back of the crowd, looked at him blankly, and muttered: "It turns out that Brother Tai really knows Miss Wan, and he is also a member of the Yunying Poetry Society, do you ...... It's so hard for us to hide it! ”

Su Wentian's face was gloomy, he didn't expect that Zhao Yunrou's words would make his offensive come to naught, and that Sven scum was actually a member of the Yunying Society, which was really much beyond his expectations.

But give up like this, he is never reconciled, tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, will be the time when he shines, a blockbuster, absolutely no one is allowed to destroy, looked up at Zhao Yunrou, gritted his teeth and said: "That's it, this poem can't be counted, because today's competition is compared to the Mid-Autumn Festival, not the Mid-Autumn Festival!" ”

As soon as Su Wentian said this, Zhao Yunrou was slightly stunned at first, and then said angrily: "What is the difference between poetry, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club, and it has always been poetry!" ”

When Su Wentian heard this, he said lightly: "But what we are comparing today is indeed the Mid-Autumn Festival, which Miss Zhao cannot deny, right?" ”

Zhao Yunrou was speechless for a while, and couldn't find a reason to refute.

At that time, when several poetry societies set the rules, they actually did not take this situation into account, because the talents who are good at writing poetry are really rare, and above the poetry club, the lyrics often occupy more than ninety percent, and even if there are poems, they are all mediocre works, therefore, there is no difference between the Mid-Autumn Festival poems and the Mid-Autumn Festival poems, because in the end, it must be a certain poem that wins the first place.

What she never expected was that Su Wentian actually seized this loophole, so that this poem that is enough to be passed down through the ages is a Mid-Autumn Festival poem, and it can't be counted today.

After Su Wentian finished speaking, all the talents around him also frowned.

"This Su Wentian's mind is too narrow-minded, even if this person is a little talented, he will not be able to become a big weapon after all!"

"I didn't expect that Su Wentian would be this kind of person."

"When the rules were set that day, I ignored this, otherwise there would not be this situation."

Although Su Wentian was a little shameless, he ...... This time, he is really on the side of the word. ”

"It's a pity...... If this masterpiece is written at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference, we will be honored to talk about it later...... What a pity! ”

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After today, Su Wentian's image in the minds of many talents in the field will definitely plummet, but at the moment he can't take care of these, if he can make a name for himself at tomorrow's poetry meeting, then he will gain far more than he loses.

"So, today's leader is none other than Brother Su?"

The young man surnamed Liu, who had a conflict with Li Yi just now, smiled, looked at Li Yi and the women of the Yunying Poetry Society gloatingly, and said.

Zhao Yunrou and several women from the Yunying Poetry Society had a look of indignation on their faces, but they couldn't speak.

Zeng Zuimo was a little anxious in his heart, and his heart was full of great loss after the surprise...... Did it fail after all?

"Childe, all this is Ruoqing's fault, and he didn't explain it to Childe in advance." Wan Ruoqing looked at Li Yi apologetically, her eyes were a little red, and she said in a low voice.

If she had thought of this earlier, she wouldn't be in the situation she is in.

"Yunying Poetry Society, it's a pity......"

"Don't be too pessimistic, after today, with this poem alone, the scholar will be enough to become famous in the entire Qing'an Mansion, and the Yunying Poetry Society will definitely be known to everyone."

"Su Wentian has lost the hearts of the people, although he won and lost, Yunying Poetry Society is still glorious despite his defeat!"

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The rules cannot be changed, although all the talents present are not used to Su Wentian's actions, they can only sigh at the Yunying Poetry Society.

Aside from this poem, Su Wentian's Mid-Autumn Festival words did overpower others too much.

"I'm afraid I have to congratulate Brother Su in advance!" The young man surnamed Liu arched his hand with a smile and said to Su Wentian.

"Brother Liu said it too early, it was too early!" Su Wentian arched his hand, with a modest look on his face.

Seeing the hypocritical singing and harmony between the two, Li Yi sighed leisurely.

"Childe ......"

Wan Ruoqing looked up at him, looking apologetic, and just about to speak, Li Yi waved his hand, looked at her and said with some reproach: "If you want words, don't poems, you said it earlier......"