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Chapter 116 Poetry of Despair (End of Seventh Update)

Li Ze pulled Huang Haiming who was eating mooncakes, and said in a deep voice, "Go and sign up for me, I'm also screaming at this poetry competition today!"

Huang Haiming was stunned for a moment, and dragged Xu Jing to the backstage.

After the two went, Li Ze gritted his teeth angrily, but suddenly laughed angrily at himself: "What's wrong with me?"
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"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, we eat moon cakes. Why is there no wine? Because we are at school."

The first classmate to throw a brick to attract jade wrote a Mid-Autumn Festival poem on the stage that made people's IQ anxious, which caused the audience to burst into laughter.

"Puff ha ha,"

"This buddy is too funny, what kind of poem is this?"

"Give this buddy No.1."

"This is definitely a poetic fairy."

"..."

There was an uproar in the audience, and the students on the stage blushed with shame, and hurried away from the audience.

The host laughed and walked up: "Teachers, what do you think?"

Several professors sitting in the audience laughed twice and said: "A good poem is a good poem, but if it does not fit the scene, it will be eliminated."

The host smiled and said, "Elimination. The next one."

"Hello judges, I'm going to write a poem. The poem is called Mid-Autumn Festival, and we will read Qu Yuan. Thank you, I'm done."

The second classmate came up, even more amusing than the first one.

After he finished reading, he bowed and said, "Well, I'm just here to have fun. Needless to say, I was eliminated, so I will silently pass away."

"Hahaha!"

The students in the playground burst into laughter again.

The teachers who were temporarily serving as judges couldn't help laughing, and one of them picked up the microphone and said: "Student, let's not talk about whether the poem is good or not, I just correct it for you. Qu Yuan is the Dragon Boat Festival, why are you reading Qu Yuan on Mid-Autumn Festival? "

The classmate froze for a moment, then patted his forehead: "I'm sorry, I got confused."

"Hahaha."

"Oh my god, I laughed so hard."

"Which department is this guy from?"

"If I hadn't been at Yenching University, I would have thought I was at the art school and watching the performance department's report sketch."

"..."

After bursts of loud laughter, the classmate quickly stepped off the stage.

After a few more poems that were purely for fun, the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Contest finally entered the formal stage, and the students behind it started to get serious.

"August and fifteenth are round, and autumn is breezy and cloudy. Who can smell the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus? The heavens are beautiful and the mouth is sweet."

After a classmate finished reading, he bowed to the audience.

The judges looked at each other, and one of them said: "To be honest, the poem is a bit messy. Your main idea is that today's weather is good and pleasant, but there is no artistic conception in the whole poem. Forget it, you advance first."

"Thank you, teacher."

The classmate bowed, and then ran away in a hurry, for fear that the judges would regret it if he was too late.

The judges actually didn't want to give it a pass, but the previous few who came to amuse the atmosphere at once, so compared, although the poem is written in a mess and has no artistic conception, it is indeed better than the previous few.

The host went on to announce the curtain, but after he took the stage, his expression was a little weird:

"The next one is a freshman student, she is very beautiful."

Suddenly there was a wolf howling in the playground:
"Wow, freshman school girl."

"School girl, look over here, the handsome guys here are the most exciting."

"Junior girl, you are so talented, and you can also compose poetry? Come and discuss it with your brother."

"Haha, judges, please give the freshman junior a chance to advance."

"Sister Xuemei, do you have a boyfriend?"

"..."

Seeing the movement in the audience, the host's expression became even weirder. He coughed and said, "I've invited a teacher from the Department of Literature."

Teacher Qing?
The howling of wolves in the audience came to an abrupt end, and each of them felt as if a fish had been stabbed in their throats.

To be honest, there are indeed many people in this university who are attracted to Shi Qing, but no one dares to make fun of Shi Qing, and very few people dare to pursue Shi Qing.

Shi Qing's infatuation with Li Ze, as long as it is a student of Yenching University, even the teacher knows it clearly.No one dared to make a wrong opinion of this infatuated woman, and no one dared to tease Shi Qing.

No one would have the heart to do something wrong to such an infatuated woman. Fear of Li Ze is one aspect, and what they are more afraid of is their own conscience.

Liu Nishang's words describe it very well: the sad bird cries to the mountain, and the blood turns into flowers.

Although Shi Qing just confessed and was rejected, everyone felt that she was indeed the kind of girl who made people feel distressed.

In the silence, Shi Qing took the microphone onto the stage. She was a little shy, and it was the first time she stood on the stage and recited poetry in public under the eyes of everyone.

His face was as red as an apple.

She lightly squeezed her waist, and said in a soft but trembling tone: "I want to read a Mid-Autumn Festival poem."

Before the poem came out, there was thunderous applause, and everyone stared at her intently.

wow~~
Even the judges couldn't help applauding her.

I don't know why this is, but Li Ze understands that this is a kind of aura that Shi Qing has.She is inconspicuous in the crowd, but when she is conspicuous, you can't help but want to hold her in your arms.

Shi Qing did what Li Ze did before reciting the poem, bowed his head and took a deep breath to calm down.

This action feels a bit pretentious when others do it, but it is recognized that Li Ze did it very harmoniously.Now there is still one person who can do it harmoniously, and that is Shiqing.

Raising her head, her shyness was gone forever, replaced by a desperate emotion:

The fragrance of osmanthus in the garden full of autumn colors

Lovers cuddle up and become pairs

Chang'e sits alone in the full moon

I feel this scene is desolate

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After reading, Shi Qing didn't speak. She held the microphone and stared at the bright moon in the sky.

No one spoke, but some people looked at her, but some followed her gaze to the bright moon in the sky.

This is a Mid-Autumn Festival poem, but it is not a poem praising Mid-Autumn Festival.

Everyone understands that Shi Qing is actually using Chang'e as a metaphor for himself.

The first two sentences are about the beauty of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and that the lovers in the beauty are reunited on the Mid-Autumn Festival by counting the stars and looking at the moon.

But when the subject changed, a feeling of despair suddenly appeared.

The scene turned into the moon palace, and a picture was constructed in everyone's mind.A beautiful woman sits alone on the moon, holding her cheeks in her hands and looking down at the earth, with a kind of envy in her eyes.

Looking at the countless reunited lovers on the earth, looking at those lovers celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chang'e is envious.

However, after comparing the happiness of her lovers, she looked back at herself.There is only one person alone, but the Mid-Autumn Festival is also a kind of desolation.

The whole poem made people feel very depressed, everyone knew what Shi Qing wanted to express, but no one could fully explain it clearly.

She didn't say thank you, and she didn't step off the stage, Shi Qing just stood on the stage and looked at the moon in a daze, her eyes rolling.It seems that I forgot to thank the show, forgot to end the curtain.

(End of this chapter)