Following the host's words.
A staff member began to operate.
He put away all the contestants 'poems.
Then, it was slowly delivered to the host's hands.
"Alright, now the twelve contestants have handed over their poems to us.”
"Next, the two of us will read out each contestant's poem in turn, and then ask the five judges to comment and vote.”
"First of all, I will be reading a poem composed by contestant number one, Wang Zhiwen.”
"Please listen!"
“……”
The emcee read out Wang Zhiwen's poem line by line.
After reading Wang Zhiwen's poem.
The live audience and the netizens in the live broadcast room were all shocked!
This Wang Zhiwen was indeed a graduate student in the poetry major.
This poem was really well written!
While everyone was shocked.
The five judges also began to comment on Wang Zhiwen.
"Contestant No. 1, Wang Zhiwen's poems are very good. The poems are filled with reluctance to part with his good friend and the feeling of parting!”
"Yes, yes, indeed. Contestant number one's poem can already be considered a masterpiece. Whether it's the grasp of the words or the artistic conception, it's very high!”
The audience was stunned after hearing the judges 'comments.
Such a high evaluation was imaginable.
Wang Zhiwen's poem was really of a high standard.
Thinking of this…
Countless viewers broke out in cold sweat.
Wang Zhiwen's first place should be guaranteed.
After all, the poems he wrote were so artistic.
Even the judges were praising him.
After that.
The host read out the poem written by contestant number two.
It was obvious.
Contestant number two's poem was not as good as Wang Zhiwen's.
The judges 'evaluation was the same.
Contestant number two sighed.
He looked at Wang Zhiwen with envy.
To be honest.
In the literary exchange group.
Wang Zhiwen had posted many poems he had written.
At that time, everyone knew that it was very powerful.
Look at Wang Zhiwen again.
After hearing the judges 'comments on contestant number two's poem.
A smile appeared on his face.
Contestant number two had some ability.
However, it was still a little lacking compared to him.
After all.
His poetry skills were obvious to all.
In addition, he had made preparations in advance.
He had suppressed quite a number of original poems.
Except for some special questions.
He believed that no one could compare to him.
Thinking of this…
Wang Zhiwen looked at Su Xia.
His eyes were filled with ridicule.
See, this is the poem I wrote.
You're just a live streamer. How can you have such standards?
Even if you said a few classic lines on the live broadcast.
But so what? Poetry was something completely different.
Wang Zhiwen shook his head and stopped paying attention to Su Xia.
Just like that.
The host finished reading the poems of the first eleven contestants.
The judges also gave their comments.
Everyone's poems had their own characteristics.
However…
According to the quality of the poems.
Wang Zhiwen's poem.
Now, he was almost firmly ranked first.
Finally.
The emcee began to read the last poem.
It was the twelfth poem written by Su Xia.
At this moment.
Countless netizens were already holding their breaths.
He quietly waited for the host to read out.
On the stage.
When the emcee saw Su Xia's poem.
Then, he was stunned.
Su Xia's poem stunned him at first glance.
It seemed to be much better than Wang Zhiwen's poem.
However, it was not up to him as a host to decide whether it was good or bad.
Therefore, the host shook his head and did not think too much about it.
She opened her mouth and read out the poem that Su Xia had written.
"Dragon City's Morning Rain, Light Dust"
"The guest house is green and the willows are new."
"I advise you to drink another cup of wine."
"There are no old friends in the west."
After the emcee finished reading the last line of the poem.
In an instant, the entire place fell silent.
The audience was all extremely fond of literature.
Therefore, at this moment, he could naturally feel that Su Xia's poem was different from the others.
Su Xia's current poem sounded like a good poem with an extraordinary artistic conception.
"F * ck, this poem has a good feeling!!”
"The morning rain in the Dragon City is light, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. Just one sentence is refreshing.”
"I advise you to drink another cup of wine. There are no old friends in the West Yang Pass. This seems to be telling me how reluctant I am to part with my old friend, but I want to say too much and don't know where to start. I can only say it in the wine.!”
Onstage.
The three hundred poetry lovers in the audience.
At this moment, they were so shocked by Su Xia's poem that their mouths were wide open.
The five judges present had a higher level of knowledge.
He had a stronger feeling for good poems.
Therefore, their emotions at this moment were even more indescribable.
Sitting there in a daze, all the judges were dumbfounded.
After a long time.
Finally, one of the judges spoke.
As soon as he opened his mouth, it was an unimaginable compliment.
"Quatrains, quatrains!"
"This can really be said to be a quatrain!”
"Just now, as the host read it aloud, the scene of my good friend leaving seemed to appear in front of my eyes.”
" Early morning, Dragon City Guest House, a posthouse road that stretches from east to west without end. Around the Guest House, willow trees on both sides of the posthouse road.”
"All of this seems to be a very ordinary scene in front of us, but it is picturesque and has a rich lyrical atmosphere.”
At this moment, the other judge also recovered.
He said,"
The word "Qing" in "Qing Chen" meant moist. It was used very appropriately here, showing that the rain was clear but not wet. It was just right, as if the heavens had specially arranged a light path for people who were traveling.”
"The guest house is the companion of the traveler. The willow is a symbol of separation."
"Choosing these two items is naturally related to sending them off. Wonderful, wonderful!!”
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