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Chapter 79 How about a try? (Second more please recommend)
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If the poems in the first link are a test of on-the-spot creative ability, then the essays in the second link will be more difficult, not only to break the title, but also to combine calligraphy to complement each other.

And this was also the reason why Zhou Baiyue defeated Lei Hao in the article section last year.Therefore, it is the real winner to solve the problem first, then the article, and then the calligraphy. The combination of the three is the real winner.

"Nangong, I didn't expect you to admit defeat!"

Jin Zhennan smiled coldly.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for Lin Ruofeng who came out of Jiangnan, how could he have lost with Mr. Nangong's poem?" Lei Hao was very dissatisfied with Jin Zhennan's ridicule.

"Mr. Lei, if you lose, you lose." Jin Zhennan sneered. "Only the weak will find reasons for themselves!"

"you!"

Lei Hao was about to debate, when Nangong Yan said calmly, "Mr. Lei, it's okay. Since ancient times, there is no one who is the best in prose. It's just that the skills are not as good as others! But the second part depends on your prose!"

Lei Hao straightened his face, and said: "I will try my best, but Mr. Nangong's essays are not weaker than mine, don't you want to write essays?"

Nangong Yan looked at the cynical Lin Ruofeng sitting on the side, and said with a smile, "Why not?"

At this point, the text will enter the second stage.

With a bright smile, Yang Xuelian said, "The next part is the second part, the article. I have invited Mr. Jiang Zhengcang, a famous literary master, to draw up the content of the article for us."

The famous literary master Jiang Zhengcang was invited to the stage and said: "I saw your poems earlier, and they all caught my eye, especially the poems of Nan Gongyan and Lin Ruofeng, they are very well written. I hope you will show your ambitions in the article section. Let me wait for these Feast your eyes, the old man."

In the opening remarks, Jiang Zhengcang said: "Since the organizer wants me to write a topic, no matter, this is the Bamboo Cottage Literature Fair, so let's use 'Bamboo Cottage' as the topic!"

The topic of Jiang Zhengcang has also appeared in previous sessions. The bamboo hut is a symbol, a kind of honor, and it is not really about the bamboo hut.

Although this topic is simple, there are not many people who can really write good articles on it.No, there is no one so far. It can be said that the surface is simple, but it is actually very difficult.

Furthermore, some people have written in the previous sessions, and there are also good articles from other perspectives.Up to now, there are even fewer who can create new ideas.

Everyone was thinking hard. An article with a topic like this must not be directly described, but a symbol of a certain quality and meaning, just like a composition for the college entrance examination.

In less than a few minutes, one person stood up and wrote his article under the camera.

"That's right, the article compares the bamboo hut to a noble quality, highlighting it as a symbol, which can be regarded as a cliché, but the words are still lacking!" Jiang Zhengcang, a master of literature, commented.

"The writing is mediocre, but there are still merits!" Qin Huai nodded slightly.

But at this time, another person went up, and the result is self-evident, they are all old wine bottled for a long time, and there were many articles like this in the previous literary conferences.

"Zhou Baiyue is here!"

I don't know who said something, and everyone turned their attention to Zhou Baiyue. Even Jiang Zhengcang and Yang Jiancheng looked forward to it. After all, Zhou Baiyue's article last year was considered a masterpiece. I don't know what can be written from this old topic this time. article.

Zhou Baiyue raised her head high and enjoyed the honor that everyone was looking forward to. This is what Zhou Baiyue deserved.

"It's finally my time!"

Zhou Baiyue thought so, the previous glory was taken away by Lin Ruofeng, now he wants to regain it, and let everyone know that he, Zhou Baiyue, is the great talent in Jiangnan.

A piece of rice paper was spread out, and Zhou Baiyue picked up a pen and swiped it. The handwriting was beautiful and powerful, and the writing was fluent. It seemed that he had already made up his mind.

The pen falls, and the article unfolds.

"Okay, although this article still uses things to describe people, but the rhetoric is gorgeous, and the article is flowing like the water of the Yangtze River, which makes people feel comfortable reading!" Jiang Zhengcang, a master of literature, praised.

"That's right, this article is superior in its beautiful and gorgeous words and sentences, and the article is fluent without the slightest slippage. It can be regarded as a masterpiece!" Yang Jiancheng said.

"The article is gorgeous, it's really rare!" Qin Huai nodded in praise.

"As expected of Zhou Baiyue, this article is so well written!"

"Yes, the writing is beautiful and gorgeous, which makes people's eyes shine!"

"I'm afraid it's this link, it belongs to Zhou Baiyue!"

The comments from the people below fell in Zhou Baiyue's ears, making his blood boil, yes, that's it!
"Mr. Lei, please!" Seeing this, Nangong Yan said to Lei Hao.

"Don't worry, although this topic is difficult, I have already prepared for it. Their essays are mediocre, and it will not be difficult to overwhelm them!" Lei Hao smiled, and glanced at Zhou Baiyue disdainfully, but from time to time he glanced to the side and sat quietly, as if watching The playful Lin Ruofeng.

Seeing Lei Hao on the stage, everyone present seemed to be watching a good show. The two were rivals last year, and Lei Hao was almost defeated. Unexpectedly, he will come again this year.

Zhou Baiyue frowned, this defeated general dared to go on stage and write an article!

"It's ugly!"

Lei Hao was rather rough and unrestrained, he was not wordy when he came on stage, he just picked up a pen and started to write.

"The word Lei Hao has improved!"

"Hey, I lost last year because of my poor handwriting. I'm sure I won't make the same mistake this year!"

"Lei Hao's essays are no worse than his. This word has caught up. In this way, Zhou Baiyue will be in danger!"

"Jingbei seems to have come prepared this time!"

Under the attention of everyone, Lei Hao completed it in one go, with strong, powerful and incomparably sharp characters, comparable to Zhou Baiyue.

"Lei Hao's calligraphy has made great progress, and his writing is majestic and imposing. It is really rare to be able to write such an writing with the theme of bamboo hut!" Jiang Zhengcang continued the first comment.

"Indeed, after I read it, I couldn't help but sigh, this article is magnificent, and it vividly describes the honor symbolized by the bamboo hut." Yang Jiancheng commented.

Qin Huai nodded in satisfaction, obviously, he liked this article quite a lot.

"So, who is better?" someone asked.

Jiang Zhengcang pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Everyone has its own merits, no distinction is made!"

"What? It's actually flat?"

Everyone was amazed, this is something that has never happened in previous literary conferences.

"Although this is the case at the scene, there are still people who vote outside the field!"

"Yes, the two articles do have their own advantages, and I'm afraid no one can compare them!"

"That's not necessarily true!"

Someone sighed and set their eyes on Lin Ruofeng.

"Lin Ruofeng!"

someone called.

Zhou Baiyue frowned. It's Lin Ruofeng again. Do you really think that he is good at writing poems and can write articles?
Lei Hao was faintly worried.

Everyone looked at Lin Ruofeng, wondering if Lin Ruofeng could write better articles.

Even Qin Huai turned his head, looked at Lin Ruofeng, and said, "Little friend, why don't you go on stage and have a try?"

(End of this chapter)