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Following Yan Qizhang's order, everyone started to concentrate on answering the questions.

Some people have a plan in mind and write quickly.

Some people closed their eyes and meditated calmly.

Some people were scratching their heads and looking around.

Finally, after being glared at by Yan Qizhang, he quickly lowered his head.

The scene was like a group of elementary school students taking an exam, which was completely different from the poetry competition that Gao Yu had imagined.

He thought that this poetry competition would be like the one on TV.

For example, these people held white paper fans, wore fluttering white clothes and went on stage to improvise poems, and then read them aloud.

You sing a song, I sing a song, and then you sing a better one.

He spoke eloquently, but also full of gunpowder.

That's much more interesting than Pinyin.

It’s not like now, everyone is just burying their heads in writing, it’s very boring.

But Gao Yu could understand it after thinking about it.

After all, there were too many people on the scene.

I'm not filming a TV series.

Not only was it noisy to compete in poetry one by one, but they also didn't have the ability to do so.

I waited boredly for an hour.

During this period, some people finished and handed in their papers early, but most people continued writing.

When the last second passed, Yan Qizhang ordered the old members to collect all the papers without any hesitation.

It didn't matter whether they had finished writing or how well they wrote. The time limit was one hour and not a second would be wasted.

As the old members returned one after another, the judges on the stage had a thick stack of rice paper in front of them, and Gao Yu was no exception.

"Everyone, please take a moment to start marking the papers. Those who feel good can keep them, and we will make a unified judgment in the end." Li Jianguo said with a smile.

The others nodded in agreement.

Gao Yu had no choice but to follow the host's wishes and take the pile of rice paper in front of him.

The rice paper is very thick, and there are actually not many sheets in the tall pile. I estimate there are only about thirty or forty sheets, so you should be able to finish reading it quickly.

Gao Yu didn't hesitate and started from the first one, checking them one by one.

He now has a deep attainment in poetry, and the level of these students is not very high, so he is still confident in being a marking teacher.

The fact was just as Gao Yu had thought, the level of these new members of the Poetry Association was generally limited, and he had even overestimated them in advance.

Looking at the writing on the rice paper in his hand, Gao Yu fell into deep thought.

He never expected these people to be so lame.

I have already set the standard very low, but this poem in front of me can still only be barely considered a doggerel.

If we are a little more strict, it can't even be considered a doggerel, it can barely be considered a... um... jingle.

What’s even more outrageous is that this is still considered good.

He is already the tallest among the short guys.

Gao Yu looked at more than a dozen pictures in a row and found that these people couldn't even figure out the rhythm of poetry.

As for prosody, rhyme and parallelism, there is no way to talk about it.

There were even some people who handed in a blank paper or only wrote a few words.

That's outrageous.

Is this also considered a poetry association?

Although they are all new members, most of them are just interested in joining in the fun, but they can't be unable to write even a limerick.

They were all dressed up really well and acted so impressively, but this is the result?

It didn't take Gao Yu long to finish reading all the papers.

How could it not be fast? It was just a quick glance.

It hurts the eyes.

Gao Yu selected three barely acceptable ones and handed them all to Qin Tianzhu beside him.

Qin Tianzhu also had a grin on his face at this time, and the disgust in his eyes was almost reaching the sky.

"What's wrong, second brother?" Gao Yu was a little amused and asked even though he knew the answer.

"Ugh…"

Qin Tianzhu sighed deeply and said with a bitter face: "It makes me depressed to look at this thing. I should have known not to come down earlier."

“Why is there such a big gap between people?”

Gao Yu saw his painful expression and consoled him, "Poetry is not that easy to write after all. It not only requires inspiration, but also requires repeated polishing. With only one hour, they are all newcomers, so it's good enough to write like this. We can't be too harsh."

Qin Tianzhu sighed deeply upon hearing this: "I know this, but after seeing the poems you wrote with my own eyes, the gap between the two is really big."

Gao Yu didn't know what to say for a moment.

In fact, he is not even a poetry lover. If he didn't have the system's plug-in, he would be worse than these people.

Thinking of this, my disappointment suddenly improved a lot.

While the two were chatting, others also finished marking the papers one after another.

Yan Qizhang and Li Jianguo had obviously anticipated this, so their expressions were very calm at this moment.

They gathered together the rice paper that several people had selected.

Li Jianguo laughed and said, "When there are many people, things go fast. We finished watching it all in a short while."

Yan Qizhan handed over the unqualified ones to Wang Han and others and asked them to review them again.

Then he nodded and said, "I guess these are the only ones that are pleasing to our eyes. Let's cross-evaluate them and select the three best ones."

Gu Santong agreed with a smile. As a person who likes to teach others, he was very interested in this kind of job.

After everyone had no objection, sheets of rice paper began to circulate among the people.

After exchanging opinions, three poems were quickly singled out.

"These three are probably the best among them." Wen Wan said as she spread the three poems flat on the table.

Gu Santong smiled and said, "It is indeed rare for them to be able to write such poems at their age."

Gao Yu also nodded.

Although these three poems were still not that good in his opinion, he still smiled and praised them in other people's territory.

This is not hypocrisy, it is common courtesy.

Seeing that no one had any objection, Li Jianguo smiled and said, "In that case, let's select these three as the top three. Let's announce the names now."