Hearing Dean Ziyang's words, everyone was shocked. Most of the players in the field showed a sense of confidence. Those who can reach this point basically have two brushes and have real talents and knowledge. If they only rely on connections
, it is impossible to reach this point.
Writing poems was not difficult for them, and Dean Ziyang did not restrict their performance too much. He only used the battlefield as the theme, which was equivalent to a semi-propositional composition, and the format was not limited.
Of course, the time is a bit short. One stick of incense is basically only half an hour. They need to compose a masterpiece within half an hour.
When Hao Ren heard what the other party said, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes. He was thinking about which poem to use so as not to suppress these people too much.
The poems by Mr. Xin and Lao Lu seem to be enough, but are they a bit too bullying?
Hao Ren thought for a moment and decided to change someone. He thought for a moment, smiled, and found a candidate. As a literature graduate, he was not very proficient in other aspects, but poetry and poetry
, he can memorize it from the Spring and Autumn Period to modern times.
Therefore, Hao Ren looked at the players around him leisurely, drinking tea and eating some fruits and pastries on the table with a leisurely look.
Others were frowning and thinking, trying hard to come up with ideas, and some even started to write something on paper.
Above, Luo Lan had been looking at Hao Ren, paying great attention to him. However, when she saw Hao Ren's appearance, she frowned slightly. Hao Ren's careless, seemingly confident expression made her think that the result of the competition was already over.
It's out.
However, Dean Ziyang has just mentioned the title. Can anyone really think of a poem in such a short time?
Or should I say that Hao Ren has done it before, and the topic fits the bill perfectly.
Dean Ziyang also saw Hao Ren's expression and didn't say anything. He didn't care too much about details. If Hao Ren's final poem was excellent, he would also give him a high score and would not be disappointed because of such a casual attitude.
Feeling disgusted.
In fact, he pays more attention to his disciples, and he also has some expectations in his heart about what kind of performance the other party can perform. This is actually a graduation exam. If he can be satisfied, he can naturally become a disciple.
Opposite Hao Ren, Wei Dian glanced at Hao Ren and frowned slightly. However, he didn't want to meddle in other people's business at this time and just did his own thing. He didn't expect the teacher's test question, but he was
As the direct disciple of the dean of Dongli Academy, this test is not difficult for him at all. However, Wei Dian also knows that what he needs is not to cope with it, but to show off his peak talent and hand over a share to himself.
Perfect answer sheet.
Therefore, he never started writing, but closed his eyes and kept thinking in his mind.
The surrounding audience held their breath, feeling extremely nervous, and did not dare to make any noise for fear of disturbing these talented people.
The time of burning incense passed quickly. As the time came to an end, most people had finished writing and were sitting in their seats with confident faces.
There were only two people who never started writing, one was Wei Dian and the other was Hao Ren. However, when there was still a little time before the end of the stick of incense, Wei Dian finally started to write on the paper.
As the last bit of ashes fell, Wei Dian's actions also came to an end.
"The time for burning incense is up, now let's report our respective works."
Dean Ziyang's eyes were flat and he said calmly, "It's not just about writing it out. He doesn't care about the form. Even if you read it out, it's still considered your work. Of course, if it's plagiarized, as a member of Dongli Academy
The first person, a great Confucian who has read countless classics in the world, can also tell the difference.
Although Hao Ren and Wei Dian are closest to the front, the order is from far to near.
A man wearing a turban stood up, took his work forward, and presented it to ten judges.
Looking at the man's work, the ten judges all wrote their own scores, which were basically around six points. Dean Ziyang gave it a four points.
It's not high, but it won't be eliminated directly.
There was a flash of reluctance in the man's eyes, but Dean Ziyang was a great scholar, and he had to endure his judgment no matter how dissatisfied he was.
The second man stepped forward and his score was slightly higher than that of the first man, but not much higher.
The third, the fourth, the fifth….
Although there were more than thirty people, the judges scored very quickly. Basically, they could tell the quality of the poem at a glance. One of the contestants was even given a two-point evaluation, which can be said to be a complete mess.
Soon, the last few people arrived, and everyone looked at Wei Dian, the direct disciple of Dean Ziyang.
The other judges were also extremely concerned and curious about what kind of poetry this dean’s disciple could come up with.
Wei Dian glanced at Hao Ren and saw that he had no intention of getting up, so he could only get up and go forward to present his work to ten people.
Looking at his apprentice's work, Dean Ziyang didn't say anything, but asked others to evaluate it first. Everyone looked at Wei Dian's work and raised their eyebrows. Most of them were teachers from the academy or some knowledgeable people in China.
Scholars themselves have a fair and just attitude, and will not let Wei Dian offend just because he is a disciple of Dean Ziyang. However, this poem by Wei Dian is indeed excellent, expressing his yearning for killing enemies on the battlefield and his military career.
of beauty.
Compared with the previous people, they are completely on two different levels.
Therefore, each of them gave a high score of eight points.
Wei Dian's eyes were calm, and he didn't show any joy or sadness because of these people's ratings. When Luo Lan arrived, she smiled slightly and gave a high score of eight. Dean Ziyang saw this, expressionless, waved his hand, and just gave
Got a passing grade.
"Barely qualified."
Dean Ziyang spoke indifferently.
Wei Dian's eyes were a little startled, and the other judges were also a little surprised, "Isn't the dean a little harsh? This is obviously an excellent piece of writing, but he only gave it a pass? It is said that virtuous people do not avoid relatives. He cares too much about others.
It’s just nonsense.”
Luo Lan's eyes flashed, but she didn't speak. A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
After Wei Dian was stunned, he didn't say anything. He left the work behind and returned to his seat.
It was Hao Ren's turn. Everyone was looking at this guy who was the only one who made any move. Dean Ziyang said calmly, "Hao Ren, are you dictating your poem or writing it now?"
"Just tell me orally. I'm not good at calligraphy, so I won't be too ugly."
When Hao Ren heard the voice, he smiled slightly, stood up and said.
Dean Ziyang nodded, "Let's get started."
Hao Ren looked around, chuckled, and said slowly, "Grape wine luminous cup."
After hearing the first sentence, everyone looked calmly, and even felt a little surprised. This has nothing to do with the battlefield.
"If you want to drink Pipa, please hurry up."
After hearing the second sentence, someone's heart moved. It seemed that it finally had something to do with the battlefield.
Luo Lan looked at Hao Ren expectantly. She believed that Hao Ren would not disappoint her.
Dean Ziyang also looked at Hao Ren, looking forward to the next verse.
"Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield."
"How many people have fought in ancient times!"
Hao Ren read out the last two lines of the poem, and the scene fell into silence. Wei Dian's eyes were shocked, and he looked at Hao Ren closely, and kept saying, "Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times!"
After thinking about it, he smiled bitterly, as if he had figured out something.
In the distance, Yunzhen looked at Hao Ren's back, a strange look flashed in his eyes.
Why, this guy can always be so unexpected. Not only does he have a terrifyingly powerful background, but he even has extraordinary talents.
Is there really such a perfect person in this world?
When the village chief saw this scene, he smiled slightly, looked at Mr. Tie opposite, and chuckled, "I wonder what Mr. Tie thinks of this poem?"
Opposite me, Mr. Tie's eyes flashed, "This is one of yours too. Yes, this poem is one of the best among the best."
"The battlefield is extremely cruel to begin with. After entering the battlefield, only a few people can return alive."
"So, wouldn't it be great if you can just stay away from the battlefield and leave your life to do what you like?"
The village chief said with a smile.
"However, it also depends on the situation. If it is a war in which the country is destroyed and people are destroyed, then there is no choice. You have to go through it even though you know you will die."
Mr. Tie said slowly.
….
On the referee's bench, all the judges were a little silent, and they kept chewing the poem written by Hao Ren. In the end, they all smiled bitterly and said one after another, "No need to give points, I will give you full marks."
'Me too, I can't fault it at all, and there's no need to be picky.'
"This is many times better than what I wrote myself. Full marks for this kind of psalm are not exaggerated."
A group of people all spoke one after another and gave their own ratings.
Dean Ziyang looked at Luo Lan, who smiled playfully, "I respect the opinions of those seniors and give them full marks."
Hearing this, Dean Ziyang suddenly smiled, nodded, and looked at Hao Ren with admiration, "Not bad, really good, I give it nine points."
He didn't give full marks, but it wasn't necessary. Even his direct disciples only got six points. Nine points was enough to prove everything.
In the first level, Hao Ren deserves the first place.
This result was seen by everyone, and his poem was also known by everyone. Therefore, this poem named "Luzhou Ci" was quickly spread.
Many dignitaries kept reciting this poem and praising him, suddenly paying attention to Hao Ren, and even asked people to investigate Hao Ren's background.
In a restaurant in the distance, Li Yue watched this scene and whispered, "This guy is really impressive."
To be honest, although she was not very fond of Hao Ren, she still had to admire his talent. Being able to compose two classic poems in a row was enough to prove that Hao Ren was really knowledgeable.
Not far from her, Mo Chen slowly drank wine and glanced at Li Yue from time to time. With his ability, if he wanted to catch the other party, even if the first-class warriors around her tried to stop him, he could kill her in an instant.