- Princess Oulia thought for a moment and said, "Then let's take tonight's scene as the title, as long as it is related to it, it is not limited to genres, poetry and songs." ”

Naturally, everyone had no objection to this, and Miss Feng Fei added: "In addition, there is a time to be specified, just limit it to one stick of incense, if it is late and the manuscript is not delivered, then according to the rules, three glasses of wine will be fined!" ”

Naturally, the crowd had no objections, and some people said, "Where there is a punishment, there is a reward, but I don't know what the winner's reward is." ”

When everyone heard this, they all cheered up.

Miss Feng Fei blinked her beautiful eyes and said to General You Cang next to her: "The reward for this winner depends on the master of this place, General You Cang!" ”

General You Cang said: "If you mention any gold and silver property, it will be too vulgar, I think if it is the winner, you will get Miss Feng Fei's autograph, and then personally order a song from Miss Feng Fei, let Miss Feng Fei show her singing voice, what do you think?" ”

When everyone heard this, they all echoed and applauded.

Miss Feng Fei said coquettishly to General You Cang: "The general is reluctant to accept this winner's lottery, but he just makes fun of Feng Fei!" ”

General You Cang smiled and said, "You see that everyone agrees, Miss Feng Fei doesn't have to refuse." ”

Miss Feng Fei also half-pushed and half-agreed, and said, "Since everyone said yes, then Feng Fei has no choice but to be respectful and obey her fate!" ”

After the decision was made, General You Cang and several other people were elected as evaluators, and a stick of incense was lit on the stage, and this poetry meeting began.

Except for a few judges who did not compose a poem "task" such as General Yucang, other people began to think about this poem.

The stage suddenly became a little quiet. I saw everyone on this tide viewing platform. Or take a slow stroll, or stop and stand still. Or look up at the sky, or look down at the feet. Or contemplation, or soft deliberation, or standing or sitting, or walking or lying, or thinking hard, anxious, or if there is something, the look is happy, and the demeanor is different. And so on.

On this tide viewing platform, the only outsider who seems to be out of the way is naturally Jiang Ping. He naturally has no interest in these one-horned people's poetry meetings, but he just thinks it's a little strange, but he didn't expect these one-horned people to have such leisure and elegance, like such vassal elegance, and make any poetry meetings.

Naturally, he won't participate in this poetry club, and he doesn't seem to have the qualifications. He, a "pariah", has long been completely ignored by everyone on the stage as air.

The tide viewing platform became quiet for a while, only the whistling sea breeze was heard, and the two "bright moons" on the horizon were rising. And gradually the sea became quiet, and there was a slight ripple, which at first was very small. Later, it gradually expanded, and the movement on the sea became more and more intense. The waves kept rolling and crashing against the embankment. There are waves splashing, and the tide of infinite expansion is gradually surging and rising.

Jiang Ping was still concerned about his own affairs at the moment, and his eyes looked at Miss Feng Fei, a silver unicorn woman who looked like Soltis, on the stage for a while, thinking in his heart, I don't know if the other party knows the news of Na Muhe, how to ask the other party.

Thinking here in my heart, looking at the beautiful jade face that resembled Soldis, I unconsciously became distracted again, and the voice and smile of the miserable beauty appeared in my mind again, and I was a little stupid for a while.

Miss Feng Fei was also frowning at the moment, thinking about the poem, as if she had noticed something, she raised her head to look, and then saw the pariah, who was looking at herself stupidly at the moment.

She couldn't help but be angry and funny, for this untouchable, she still felt a little strange at first, and later, after understanding that the other party was just a "hype" "tool" "invited" by Princess Oulia, she didn't pay much attention to this person, maybe the other party did always give her a strange feeling, but after all, she was just a pariah, and there was really no need to pay more attention to anything.

Now I see this person looking directly at himself again, thinking of what Princess Oulia said, this person was staring at his screen image before, and the guide zhì flew into a disaster, and it was because of this that he was fortunate to come to this Xiaoming Island, and he was fortunate to go to this tide viewing platform to watch this rare and spectacular sea tide beauty.

Is this untouchable really so "infatuated", thinking of this, she can't help but feel a little strange in her heart, if it is ordinary, when she encounters such an "infatuated" untouchable, she will not only not have any feelings, but on the contrary, she will only feel "disgusted" and angry, but now, she does not have such feelings, which makes her feel strange and puzzled.

At this moment, some people also noticed the "abnormality" of the untouchable, and they couldn't help but laugh in their hearts when they saw this, the untouchables are untouchables, and at this time, they still think about the good things of the toad wanting to eat swan meat, which is ridiculous and pitiful.

At this time, they all agreed with the bronze priest in their hearts, the bronze priest beat each other at the beginning, it was really not wrong, if it was themselves, they would have to go up and beat it up, even now, if it weren't for the presence of Her Royal Highness Princess Ouliya on the side, they were afraid that they would not be able to hold it back for a long time, and they would have gone up to have a full meal of old fists.

Thinking about it like this, I was distracted unconsciously, and when I saw the sandalwood that was already burning more than halfway, I woke up again, don't care about this pariah, or hurry up and think about the matter of this poem.

"I have it!"

At this moment of silence, suddenly a shout sounded, and a silver one-horned young man stood up, with a little bit of color, not to mention the final ranking, to be able to win the first place in this poetry meeting, the first poem, how is it also an honor.

"Oh, is there a hundred miles, this is really good, it is worthy of being a young talent with a number of stars in my bright moon star, but it has won glory for my bright moon star!" General Yucang laughed and laughed.

Sitting next to him, a dignitary who was also a judge said: "It is good that poetry is agile, but more importantly, it is the quality of the poems, let's enjoy the masterpieces of Baili Gongzi!" ”

"Please inscribe a poem for a hundred miles!" The crowd chimed in.

The silver unicorn young man named Baili walked to the big table in the center, took pen and ink, and walked to a blank banner that had been hung on the side, and picked up the pen and wrote.

"The 100th birthday of the county lord of He Hanxi", this is the title of the poem of this hundred miles of son, it seems that he wrote a birthday poem, which is also suitable for today's situation and meets the theme requirements of the poetry club.

"A hundred-year-old spring is not idle, and a lot of hard work turns sweetness. Once crossed the sea, but also relied on the help of the family to help the ......"

"Good!"

Here he was waving his pen and ink, while someone on the side was chanting aloud, and when he saw this, there were already people in the audience clapping and shouting.

"The spring and the snow express the embrace, and the bright moon and clear spring are still festive. Now Dan wishes the dynasty and dances, and believes in life for 800 years. ”

Writing this, the boy of Baili suddenly put pen to paper, and it can be regarded as finished.

"Good, good poetry!"

"What a believer in life for 800 years! Tiger head python body leopard tail, this poem is really good! ”

"Baili Gongzi is really talented!"

……

All of a sudden, the praises on the stage continued to sound, and these praises were not all flattery, but the poem was really well written.

"Baili Gongzi is really a poet and agile, and Zhuyu is in front!" Miss Feng Fei's beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and she couldn't help but admire.

After receiving Miss Feng Fei's admiration, that Baili was proud in his heart, but he said modestly: "How dare you, Miss Feng Fei has won the award, but the bricks and tiles are in front, and you have to wait for your pearls!" ”

As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but glance towards Princess Oria on the side, trying in vain to get a word of praise from the other party, which was also satisfied, but at this moment, Princess Oria may still be brewing poetry, but there was no reaction, which made him a little disappointed.

Seeing his "proud" state, there are people in the field who secretly slander themselves, and the heart says that this poem is also good, but if you want to say that the poem is agile, it may not be, who knows if this poem has been done a long time ago, everyone understands that tonight's poem will probably be related to the theme of birthday celebrations, and it is really common to think about a poem in advance.

Of course, no one will doubt that this poem is ghostwritten, believing that with the identity of the other party, the state of mind is cultivated, and they do not disdain to do such a dirty thing.

"I have it too!"

Perhaps it was "stimulated" by the "success" of this hundred miles, and then someone shouted out, this time standing up was a heroic and extraordinary silver one-horned young man, this person is called Luo Shu, the son of the current Baoguo Gong, and one of the "four princes" of the imperial capital with that Linying.

"Luoshu Gongzi also has it, and he is also so poetic and agile, so let's enjoy Princess Luoshu's masterpieces!" General Long Cang laughed and said.

Na Luo Shu immediately walked to the central table, took the pen and ink, and came to a blank banner that had been hung on the side, and began to dance with the pen.

The blank banner hangs there, and it is not forced, and if you want to write well and show the vigor and strength of the words, there are still some difficult skills, but this does not make it difficult for everyone present.

"The 100th birthday of the lord of Hanxi County, the imperial capital Luoshu", this is the title of his poem, and it is also a birthday poem, which seems to be more energetic than that hundred miles.

"There is a pine on the cliff bank of Tianchi, and the energetic branches shape the ancestral dragon. When the peach and plum are in full bloom, they are lonely, and after more snow and frost, they compete for green onions......"

"Good, good poetry!"

Seeing this, there were naturally people on the sidelines clapping and applauding.

"The roots are deep and love the spring rain more, and the leaves are still pitiful to the green valley wind. The teacher's talent is admirable, and Gu Xi is worthy of his looks. ”

After Na Luo finished writing the pen, he arched his hand towards the field and said: "Sacrifice ugliness, sacrifice ugliness!" ”

"Good, good poetry!"

"What a masterpiece!"

"Vena Shu Gongzi is really talented!"

……

All of a sudden, the sound of praise in the audience continued to sound. (To be continued......)