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On the floating platform where the judges' table is located, Li Youyuan is talking to the judges' table with his stomach raised.
"It is absolutely impossible for three families to tie for oiran. We, Wanhualou and Qunfang Pavilion, would rather not become oiran than tie for oiran. There has never been a tie for oiran in the oiran competition. An oiran is an oiran, and there is only one. Therefore, I
I reject your proposal. I might as well tell you that this is also what Prince Liang meant. I happened to be on the prince's ship just now, and the prince was very unhappy when he heard about it. The prince said how can oirans be everywhere? This will affect me, the oiran in Hangzhou.
The credibility of the competition will weaken the influence of the oiran competition. If this continues, oirans will be everywhere, which will become a laughing stock, and I believe you are not willing to see this."
Everyone at the judging table was silent. Most of the people here knew that Wanhua Tower and Qunfang Pavilion were the secret properties of Prince Liang's Mansion. Although Prince Liang's attitude would not affect the judgment, it could not be ignored.
"Li Dongjia. What the prince means is...how to resolve this matter today?" Yan asked solemnly.
"Master Yan, the prince is not interested. The prince just hopes to determine the real oiran. I think so too. So I solemnly propose a playoff. Aren't the three families tied? Then the three families will compete again. This time
There is no need to compare with others. The time is limited, the topic is limited, lyrics and music are written on the spot, and the singing is performed on the spot. This is the real competition that tests the strength of the three companies."
"Dong Li, I'm afraid this competition is unfair. You have invited Sima Qingshan and Dongfang Weiming as helpers. And you have also invited famous musicians..." Fang Dunru frowned.
"Why is it unfair? The competition is about who is stronger. We can invite them, and they can also go to Wangyue Tower. We don't stop them. We don't want to spend money, and we want to be an oiran. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?
"Li Youyuan shouted.
Fang Dunru was speechless by what he said. Although it was a bit unreasonable, the current Oiran competition is different from that of more than ten years ago. The current Oiran competition is indeed a competition of all aspects of strength, not a certain one.
The two of them excelled.
The chief judge Yuan Xiandao finally spoke slowly: "Since the Li Dong family is determined to choose the only oiran, it seems that this is the only way. There is no way to delay it. But this matter also requires the consent of Wangyue Tower. If they don't
Agreed, we have to find another way."
"Then we will draw lots. The three families will draw lots. Whoever catches the prize will be the oiran." Li Youyuan said.
"Nonsense, Li Dongjia's suggestion is too casual. Is drawing lots ridiculous? Doesn't it mean that the oiran competition will be discredited?" Yuan Xiandao scolded.
Li Youyuan's old face turned slightly red. This idea of drawing lots was actually an idea that came to him before. He believed that the chance of winning the lot was more than 60%. Two families versus one family had twice the chance, so it was very likely that one of the two families would win.
.But this method is indeed ridiculous. After being reprimanded by Yuan Xiandao, he also felt that he seemed to be simple-minded.
"That's it, I'll ask people to ask Wangyue Tower for their opinion. If they don't agree, we'll discuss it later." Yuan Xiandao agreed, and everyone agreed.
On Wangyuelou's flower boat, a group of women were still in excitement, chattering around the table where Lin Jue was sitting. Three families were tied for oiran, which was also a good result, and it was already a great benefit for Wangyuelou.
However, the handyman sent from the judges' table reported the news that Wanhualou Qunfang Pavilion did not agree with the tie. At the same time, he informed everyone of the rematch methods and restrictions and solicited everyone's opinions.
Everyone in Wangyue Tower was dumbfounded.
"No, we don't agree. Isn't this clearly bullying us and not helping us?" Xie Danhong shouted with her hands on her hips.
"That's right, they have invited so many helpers and proposed such a method of extra games, which is naturally of great benefit to them. I cannot agree." Hongxiu also shouted.
Xie Yingying sat on the chair and frowned. She didn't know what to do.
"Mr. Lin, what do you think we should do?" Xie Yingying asked Lin Jue, who was sitting upright and drinking tea, for help.
Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on Lin Jue. In their opinion, Lin Jue was the only one who could make an accurate decision at this moment. Half a month ago, no one could believe that Wangyue Tower was so close to the Oiran tonight, and it seemed that they could easily get it.
.And all this is precisely because of the planning and arrangement of Mr. Lin. The play "Du Shiniang" is his masterpiece from beginning to end. He is the one who leads the arrangement and carving of various details and scenes, so it is created.
The current situation. Therefore, at this time, it is of course up to Mr. Lin to make a decision.
Lin Jue put down the tea cup and asked with a smile: "You don't agree with the rematch, so how should the Oiran Competition end tonight? It can't be without a result. Any way of rematch is unfair to us.
, because we are not strong enough, there is no need to complain about fairness. I thought they would agree to the three families being tied together. After all, both of them also got oiran, which is considered compensation. But now it seems that I was wrong. They would rather lose two
Even if everyone has the great benefit of being crowned the oiran, they still do this, which shows that the people behind the scenes are absolutely unwilling to see Wangyue Tower improve."
"It must be Prince Liang..."
"Shut up, don't talk nonsense." Hong Xiu was stopped by Xie Danhong in the middle of her words.
Lin Jue muttered: "As long as everyone knows who is causing trouble, you should understand that only one oiran must appear tonight. There is no other way. So, the rematch is to agree to them and follow this method.
Rematch.”
"But……"
Lin Jue waved his hand to stop everyone from talking: "I know what you are going to say. What I want to say is that it all depends on people. Before tonight, who would have thought that we would be in the top three? We were almost tied for the Courtesan? No one thought so. So,
Let's give them another surprise. Don't they want Wangyue Tower to get the oiran? Let them pay the price of losing two oirans and let them return empty-handed. The biggest blow to the opponent is to knock them to the ground.
It’s all like this. Everything is in your own hands, nothing can be obtained by giving or praying.”
"Well said!" Fang Huanqiu looked at Lin Jue with twinkling eyes. At this time, Lin Jue seemed to exude a domineering aura, which was completely different from his original gentle appearance. When he said these words,
It makes people feel that he has experienced many vicissitudes of life and has experienced many hardships.
"Since... Young Master said so, the Nu family agrees to play a playoff. In short, even if we can't win the Oiran, I, Wangyue Tower, will be famous today." Xie Yingying said softly.
Lin Jue chuckled and said, "We still don't know whose family the flowers will fall on. They have Sima Qingshan and Dongfang Weiming, and we have the new star in the world of poetry, Mr. Fang."
Lin Jue pointed at Fang Huanqiu beside him. Fang Huanqiu looked at him in astonishment. Cong pointed at his nose and shouted: "Me?"
"Yes, it's you. Junior sister is here tonight, how can we not let junior sister have fun?" Lin Jue laughed.
…
After Zhao Zimo re-announced the news of the playoffs, the people in the audience who had been waiting impatiently fell silent again. After discussion at the judges' table, they came up with a question. It would have fallen into a cliché, and it would have been easier to play and less difficult than before.
Slightly changing the restrictions, changing it to writing within a time limit, and giving up restrictions on the content of the word cards. This is the biggest fight for fairness that Yuan Xiandao and others can make. Yuan Xiandao believes that this will be more conducive to Xie Yingying's performance and can
Let her at least be able to write words.
Under Zhao Zimo's loud introduction, Sima Qingshan and Dongfang Weiming came to the floating platform hand in hand. The two young talents were very popular. As soon as they came on the stage, there was thunderous applause. Many young women and girls forgot to be reserved and pointed.
He screamed so hard that he forgot about himself.
"I would like to ask Wangyue Tower to help the famous man, Mr. Fang Qiu." Zhao Zimo shouted loudly.
Everyone was in a daze. It turned out that Wangyue Tower had also invited people to help, but what kind of celebrity was this Mr. Fang Qiu? What kind of person was he?
In the center of everyone's attention, a thin young man swayed a folding fan and walked onto the floating platform from the moonlight building flower boat. Under the light, this person's face was a bit handsome, with beautiful eyebrows and red lips, just like a woman.
.Although he is not famous, his appearance has attracted a lot of applause.
There was a person sitting there with his mouth open in a daze at the judges' table. He was Fang Dunru. His daughter could recognize him at a glance. The moment Fang Huanqiu walked onto the stage dressed in men's clothing, Fang Dunru
Then he recognized it.
"What a nonsense! What a nonsense!" Fang Dunru boasted his beard.
"What's wrong, Fang Shanchang?" Yan Zhengsu asked in surprise.
Fang Dunru hurriedly waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, nothing." Fang Dunru couldn't tell others that Fang Qiu on the stage was his daughter, and he couldn't expose such things, otherwise it would damage his reputation and make people think that he was related to him.
There is some kind of conflict of interest in Wangyue Tower, and it seems that they are secretly favoring and helping them.
Looking at Fang Huanqiu standing on the stage, Fang Dunru thought to himself: Qiu'er, you are too ridiculous. How can the few poems and books in your stomach be compared with those of Sima Qingshan and Dongfang Weiming? I'm afraid you will make a fool of yourself.
By the way, this must be Lin Jue's fault. Didn't Huanqiu go to Lin Jue's place? Why did he appear here? Who else could be the trouble if it wasn't Lin Jue? This brat, look back and see how I deal with him.
While Fang Dunru was gnashing his teeth, Sima Qingshan and Dongfang Weiming on the stage had already met Fang Huanqiu. Although they did not know who this Fang Qiu was, they did not hear his name. On weekdays, they would
People simply disdain to greet these unknown people, but today in public, they can only say polite words such as "I have seen you for a long time" against my will.
"The rules are all clear. Within one stick of incense, write a poem. It must be a new poem composed on the spot. You cannot use old works to perfunctory. There is no limit on the number of poems. Get ready and light the incense!"
Zhao Zimo sang, and the servant lit an incense stick inserted in the incense burner on the table. Green smoke rose up, and the red tip of the incense slowly burned down.
Sima Qingshan, holding a transverse flute, strolled on the side of the stage with his hands behind his back. After only a few steps, he quickly walked to the table, picked up his pen and started writing.
"So fast? It's amazing. It really deserves its reputation."
"He only took six steps, and I counted them step by step. Cao Zhi took seven steps to write a poem, and he was one step less than Cao Zhi. Is he still a human being?"
"Don't brag about him, let's see how he writes..."
Amidst the discussion in the audience, Sima Qingshan put down his pen, and soon a new poem was written. At this time, Dongfang Weiming also came to the table and spread paper to start writing. The two are known as the two great poets in the Zhou Dynasty.
As expected, the celebrities on the wall are all talented people. The incense burns for only a short while, and one person writes, and the other starts writing.
At the same time, Mr. Fang Qiufang standing next to him was still standing blankly on the side of the stage, wondering what he was thinking about?
Fang Huanqiu's heart was beating wildly. It was the first time she stood on the stage in front of hundreds of thousands of people in darkness. This feeling was suffocating. When she came on stage just now, Fang Huanqiu suspected that she was going to fall ill and faint on the spot. But she knew,
In the long window of the Red Boat Hall, a firm look was staring at her. She couldn't let Lin Jue down. Besides, she just came up to show off her calligraphy. As for the new words, Lin Jue had already written them on paper and stuffed them into her
It's in the palm of my hand.
Fang Huanqiu had to wait until Sima Qingshan and Dongfang Weiming left her before she could go to the desk to unfold the copy and copy it, otherwise they would discover it. So, she stood blankly at the side of the table, lowering her head and picking at the corners of her clothes.
