[６９书吧-ＷＷＷ.６９ＨＵ.ＣＯＭ] It’s about to rain. Ling Yue is really looking forward to it.
After about three minutes, the remaining three people all looked at Ling Yue in unison, then picked up their pens and started writing.
Ling Yue was holding a cup and was about to drink water. When the three of them looked at her at the same time, her heart suddenly skipped a beat. She thought her posture was inelegant. She looked at herself and found that her posture was quite right. She was quiet and very ladylike.
Is there something on her face? She pulled Xiaoxi and asked Xiaoxi to take a look at her face. Her face was quite clean. Lingyue really couldn’t figure it out. These three girls were all beaten with electric shock today.
?Write poetry just write poetry. Why do you keep looking at her? It makes her feel embarrassed.
She simply frowned and stared at them with extremely dissatisfied eyes. She didn't even say hello, so she could put on a prettier pose.
However, they all just glanced at her and quickly wrote something on the paper, which made her arms sore from posing, and she gritted her teeth.
Finally, the three of them stopped writing at the same time and handed in their poems at the same time.
The three old judges took the three poems and pondered them carefully and whispered, looking very embarrassed. Ling Yue was curious, could these three people be so powerful? They actually stumped Old Man Ge and the others.
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It seems that it is not unreasonable to say that a person cannot be judged by his appearance and the sea water cannot be measured.
After several discussions, the old men finally threw the papers down in order. In the end, only one was left.
After seeing the piece of paper, the old man and the man had no reaction. The sloppy old man was still drinking by himself, and the man in white still had an indifferent expression on his face. As for the boots..., he was just so stupid.
What a bastard, she didn't understand. He stood there and looked at her with a smile after he finished writing the poem and handed it in. His mind was caught in the door, and he kept staring at her. And that smile made her laugh.
People dare not look directly at her. Her smile is so meaningful that it makes people think.
Ling Yue didn't know how many times she had rolled her eyes at him, but she didn't expect that he just stood there and smiled like a fool. Ling Yue didn't know how to scold him.
She was a "married woman", so it was quite shameless to look at her so directly.
The poem and essay left behind made Yue very curious. After all, the person who could stand out among the many literati and elegant scholars in Chang'an was not an ordinary person.
However, according to Ling Yue's conjecture, the winner should be the man in white. Judging from his calm aura and a noble demeanor, he should belong to the kind of person who hides dragons and crouching tigers.
But the final result is often surprising. The last poem left behind turned out to be... by Shoes Shao.
Ling Yue was dumbfounded. Is this guy so powerful? There must be something fishy about it. She didn't believe it anyway, and of course there were people present who didn't believe it.
"Old man, can this shoe Shao win first place? I don't believe it anyway."
"Mr.
"Then let me see?"
"This poem was originally written for Miss Li, so I'd better wait to read it after Miss Li goes back." After saying this, Xue Shao took the poem, rolled it up slowly, and then held it in his hands before sending it to her.
Ling Yue was stunned on the spot, and everyone was shocked, especially some unconvinced literati. They had already lost, but the first-place poem was not allowed to be read. Does this mean he looked down on them?