Lin Lin was hidden in the crowd and her mouth never closed.
If Lu Ze's surprise was a ticking time bomb in Northern River, then it would be too late.
At this moment, it was a nuclear bomb!
She was the second generation!
Moreover, it was an existence that was unattainable for many second-generation heirs.
He had been influenced by the system since he was young.
He knew how much the Nine Provinces system valued qualifications, seniority, and background!
But today, the scene he saw had completely broken all his previous understanding!
In a province, dozens of people from the core of power were mobilized.
Such respect, such grandeur.
just to
He begged him to write an essay for Yue Yang Tower!
If such a thing were to spread, it would be enough to shock countless people!
His gaze pierced through the crowd and landed on Lu Ze.
At this moment, this man was already the center of attention.
Under Yuan Qing's lead, he smiled and tilted his head.
Accompanied by the creaking sound of the wooden door opening, he slowly looked into the interior of Yue Yang Tower.
Yuan Qing's words," It's just a small token of my appreciation. Don't mind it."
What he saw was a scene he had never imagined!
In the spacious wooden hall.
A large round table made of sandalwood was placed in advance.
The huge wooden table was filled with items.
It wasn't an ingredient, nor was it any other tacky item.
Instead…
Anyone who knew the art would be mesmerized and go crazy for it!
It was something that everyone who was obsessed with all aspects of Nine Provinces 'culture wanted to obtain and possess!
There were calligraphy and paintings, antiques, brush, ink, paper, inkstone, tall bonsai, and ancient books!
It had the texture of the vicissitudes of time, and it exuded a strong attraction in this thousand-year-old building.
Lu Ze was stunned.
His gaze was fixed on the bonsai, and it was difficult to move his gaze away.
Just by passing through this object.
He knew it.
This time, the Southern Province had really invested a lot!
He had seen this bonsai before as a gardener.
It was an extremely professional bonsai design competition in the nine provinces.
Li Fanming, who was known as the living fossil of bonsai in the Nine Provinces, used twenty-four days to make a bonsai that shocked the world!
Its name was the Pine of Mount Zhong!
Its value was immeasurable!
It was the one in front of him!
Heh. He stood there for a long time and sighed.
These things were indeed tempting enough!
But he did not dare to take it…
Such a priceless item!
As a staff member of the system.
If he dared to take it today, he might have to go in tomorrow.
He liked potted plants.
But... He preferred freedom!
"Little Brother Lu, are you hungry now?”
Yuan Qing asked softly after Lu Ze looked away from the potted plant.
Lu Ze shook his head.
It was still early, and he had eaten a full lunch, so he was naturally not hungry.
"Since you're not hungry, are you interested in participating in an event we're holding?”
"Event?"
Lu Ze narrowed his eyes and guessed something.
"Yes!"
Yuan Qing nodded and led Lu Ze upstairs.
"When we entered the building, I told Brother Little Lu about it. You are a literary talent, I would like to ask you for a poem for Yue Yang Tower!”
"Actually, we have been doing this all along!”
"It's just that the effects of the past few years haven't been very good!”
"This year, you happened to be here. I wonder if you're interested in participating once! He would leave his mark in this ancient building!”
"Of course, there will be rewards for participating in our event!”
At this point, he, who was standing on the second floor, raised his hand and pointed at the huge round table below.
"Those are all literary and artistic works donated by the Southern Province's business community, literary and art circles, and private collectors!”
"Its function is to act as the prize for the winners of the Yue Yang Tower's Cultural Summit!”
"Third place, pick one! Second place, pick three items! First place, pick eight!"
"Just now, I saw you staring at that potted plant for a long time!”
"You should like it very much, right?"
Yuan Qing smiled and patted Lu Ze's shoulder.
"A gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way! It was not against the law to win a prize with one's own strength.”
"Little Brother Lu."
"Can you participate in the test?"
Two different emotions surged in Lu Ze's eyes.
One was heat.
Since it wasn't against the law, he naturally wanted to possess the bonsai.
One was admiration!
He was not stupid.
Naturally, he knew that all of this was a " trap " set up by the Southern Province to make him write poems.
The so-called Wenmai Summit was just a tool to give him these things.
However, he was able to do it so seriously and in such a short time.
Indeed, he was flattered.
This was the real way to reach a new realm.
In order to take him down, he would do anything!
Lu Ze smiled and nodded.
"Yue Yang Tower's Wenmai Summit, this is really novel and rare.”
"I do like to write things myself.”
"Since we met today, then... Let's try!"
Yuan Qing's heart relaxed, and his footsteps became even more carefree.
The group of people walked up to the roof.
At this moment, the Southern Province's celebrities and media organizations who had been summoned back by Yuan Qing in advance.
One after another, they began to cheer for this new and unique "Inscription Award"!
At 5:10 pm, there were 27 or 28 first-rate and second-rate celebrities from Nine Regions, including Wang Han and Liu Yan.
At the same time, a piece of news exploded on the Internet!
#I was at Dongting Lake, my hometown, and personally climbed the "Yueyang Tower" to witness the birth of a masterpiece! -- The Yueyang Tower Wenmai Summit will be held at six o'clock. I look forward to your attention!#
Countless people saw the topic they posted and the photos of the scene.
Their interest was piqued, and they entered the live stream link that was hung at the back.
They were waiting for the summit to begin!
It was an indisputable fact that the poetry of the nine provinces was declining.
However, the more this was the case, the stronger the demand for high-quality poetry and prose.
The Wenmai Summit was not something that could be held without some skill!
so...
They were looking forward to it and curious.
Could it be that the Southern Province had invited some great god this time?
They actually dared to mobilize so many people to organize such a pure literature competition.
He was really not afraid.
They could not produce a piece of high-quality poetry.
And then, get slapped in the face?
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