Standing majestically in the cold wind!
Xia Houchun chanted affectionately. After the curtain fell, he wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand as if he was moved by himself. Then, he nodded at the audience."I'm sorry. I usually like bamboo very much, so I'm a little emotional this time!”
"Good! It was a good poem, without losing its tone, and had a unique charm. It was definitely the best of the seven-character poems!!”A middle-aged man in his thirties stood up and shook his head.
Li Song nodded as well. He looked at Chang Qingsong, the only person beside him who had a similar status to him."Old Chang, I wonder what you think of Chun 'er's poem?”
Chang Qingsong was surprised. As the permanent vice chairman of the Literature Committee of City B, he knew Xia Houchun's strength very well. A piece of trash!
If it weren't for Xia Houchun's family background, why would the Sea City Committee accept such a fake literary youth who was not even half a pot of water? But today's poem, Chang Qingsong had no choice but to calm down and praise it. He believed that even for him, an old scholar of more than 60 years, it was extremely difficult to improvise such a poem.
After pondering for a while, Chang Qingsong nodded helplessly."Chun-er has indeed improved. It's not in vain for those old fellows to have high expectations for him!”
Li Song laughed." It's not easy to get your praise, Old Chang. However, we'll have to see what you do next. I'm sure that since you can recite such wonderful seven rhythms with your lips, you must be very powerful!"”
Chang Qingsong frowned." Old Man Li, there's no need to humiliate others at this point. You and I both know about Chun 'er's Ode to Bamboo. Even we might not be able to do it, let alone Jiang You, a young man in his early twenties!"”
Li Song did not agree easily. He and Xia Houchun had planned this to embarrass Jiang Yu and then destroy his own sect. He shook his head and said,""Elder Chang, you're wrong. Friend Jiang's literary talent is outstanding. Moreover, this is a private fight between Chun 'er and Friend Jiang. If we don't let Friend Jiang show off his skills, I'm sure Friend Jiang will bear a grudge!!”
Chang Qingsong sighed. He had seen the Shake-off Continent before. Although his literary talent was average, his thinking was unique and he was completely original. Therefore, he liked Jiang Yu from the bottom of his heart. However, he was not the only one in the committee. He looked at the smiling Li Song and asked awkwardly,""Friend Jiang, why don't…"
"Thank you for your kind intentions, Elder Chang. However, I have also made preparations!”Jiang Yu raised his hand and interrupted Chang Qingsong.
Xia Houchun laughed mockingly. I think we're about to be exposed!"
Li Song also sighed regretfully." Friend Jiang is undoubtedly talented in literature. It's a pity that he's too young and too impulsive!”
Chang Qingsong also sighed regretfully. This was in front of literary giants from all walks of life. It would be fine if he admitted defeat. At most, his reputation would drop a little. However, if he were to confront them head-on and lose, then it might be very difficult for him to survive…
However, Jiang Yu did not think too much about it. Xia Hou's Chant of Bamboo was indeed quite good, but it was only a little. In his heart, there was a person who was not only good at drawing bamboo, but also good at chanting bamboo." Hold on to the green mountains and never relax. Standing in the broken rocks, it is still strong after thousands of tempering, regardless of the east, south, west, and north winds.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire place fell silent. What kind of realm was this? No, this was not the realm of bamboo, but the realm of humans. To be able to stand tall and not fall in the wind, in the mountains, in the cold, and in the difficult, how tenacious was it?
Furthermore, some of the old pedants present not only agreed that the bamboo of this poem belonged to a person of noble character and integrity, but also to a person who stood firm in the struggle for the founding of the country and would not waver even after being attacked by the enemy. How powerful and magnificent was this!!
Could this be the author's artistic conception? The author's ability?
Everyone who had studied poetry deeply admired Jiang Yu. Xia Houchun's poem was good, but it only stopped at the appearance of things. Jiang Yu's poem was even better because it transcended the outside world and gave things real movement and true quality. It even brought things to the revolutionary ancestors. Wasn't this in line with today's theme?？
After a long time, Chang Qingsong finally started clapping." Good, good poem. What a good ode to bamboo. Little friend Jiang is indeed extraordinary!”
"Elder Chang is too polite! I wonder if it's time to announce the results of the competition?”Jiang Yu smiled in a humble manner, but his eyes turned to Li Song.
Li Song, who was being stared at, twitched his old face. Announce? Announce my ass. Isn't the result already very obvious?
However, as more and more eyes were focused on him along with Jiang Yu, Li Song couldn't take it anymore even though he had trained his face for more than 60 years. He said to Chang Qingsong with his teeth chattering,""Old Chang, I suddenly feel a little unwell, so I'll go back early today!”
"Eh? Old Man Li!" Chang Qingsong raised his hand, but Li Song had already walked off the stage in discomfort. He shook his head and was about to announce Jiang Yu's victory when he turned his head. F * ck, where was Jiang Yu? Why was it gone? Ran away?
F * ck, I…I was going to teach you how to be the next permanent chairman of the Literature Committee of City B.？
On the other side, Jiang Yu left the backstage in a hurry. Just as he was about to find Reba, he suddenly felt a chill behind him. His vigilant nature made him turn his ankle abruptly. He turned around and pressed the attacker against the wall with one hand. Then, he pressed the other hand…F * ck, it's so big and soft. What's happening?？
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