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Yan Qizhang calmly tore off the sealed tape, and the name of the poet immediately appeared on the rice paper.

They are Zhang Tao, Li Haoran, and Liu Xinyi.

When Gao Yu saw these names, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

There is no need to say much about Li Haoran. Although this guy seems to have some problems with his brain, he was able to get the title of Little Poet before, so he must be quite capable.

Gao Yu was not surprised that Li Haoran's poems were selected, but he was surprised by Liu Xinyi.

Unexpectedly, the girl who admitted that she got in through connections was selected, while the other serious members were eliminated.

If they knew, they would be ashamed.

Yan Qizhang did not hesitate and read out the names of the three people in front of everyone.

Then they recited the poems they had written one by one.

The first one is Li Haoran’s poem.

Li Haoran was very excited when he heard Yan Qizhang calling out his name.

His fat and swollen face turned red and even had a greasy sheen.

He performed above his level today.

The poem written is the type that expresses melancholy in autumn.

In autumn, everything withers, so one should not be sad.

It's just that the time is too short.

It's only an hour, no time for polishing.

He could even feel some of the flaws.

But he was also very satisfied.

Li Haoran was not at all surprised that his poem could make it into the top three.

After all, with his talent, he can only write like this in a short period of time, let alone others.

“This poem is really well written.”

"As expected of you, you are the Little Poet Immortal."

"Yes, it's sorrow, the sorrow of youth. Although there is not a single word of sorrow in the whole poem, it makes me feel upset just by listening to it."

"This pig-head is quite capable."

As soon as Yan Qizhang read out Li Haoran's poem, there were immediate exclamations and discussions from the audience.

Although everyone was very disgusted with what Li Haoran had done before, putting aside his character, everyone still admired his talent.

"Brother Li is very talented in writing."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the title of the champion today will probably go to Brother Li."

There were voices of praise around Li Haoran.

Those who had isolated him began to move closer to him.

There is no way, society is like this.

People with ability will be greeted with a smile even if others dislike them.

At least I won't offend anyone actively.

With Li Haoran's talent, he will definitely be an important member of the association in the future, so they naturally want to establish a good relationship with him in advance.

"Haha, haha, no where."

Li Haoran smiled and became even happier.

came back.

All are back.

It is this feeling.

The familiar compliments around him made Li Haoran feel elated.

He enjoyed this scene very much.

His face became rosy and even the swelling and pain on his face dissipated a lot.

but.

When he saw Gao Yu sitting on the podium, the smile on his face immediately disappeared and his expression became extremely gloomy.

Why should I apologize after he hit me?

Why can he sit there and judge my poems so openly?

Is he worthy?

The more Li Haoran thought about it, the angrier he became.

The extreme anger made his eyes gradually turn red.

...

"This last sentence echoes the first two sentences describing the scenery, expressing the poet's sorrow caused by the bleak scene of autumn."

After Yan Qizhang analyzed the entire poem, he picked up the enamel cup and took a big sip of tea.

Then he went on to say: "All in all, although this poem has some flaws, the flaws do not outweigh its merits, and it can barely be considered a good work."

Clap clap clap!

There was a round of applause.

Li Haoran smiled when he received Yan Qizhang’s praise.

With the applause from the crowd, his self-confidence swelled even more.

After the applause from the audience stopped, Yan Qizhang coughed lightly and continued, "Next, let's look at Zhang Tao's poem..."

"Wait a moment."

Li Haoran suddenly stood up and interrupted him.

Yan Qizhang paused while flipping through the papers and looked at Li Haoran expressionlessly: "What's up?"

Li Haoran felt a little guilty, but the overwhelming hatred still made him bite the bullet and say, "I heard Master Yan say just now that this guest is very proficient in poetry, so I would like the guest to give me some pointers. Please help me, Master Yan."

Yan Qizhang followed the direction of Li Haoran's finger and saw Gao Yu, and his eyes immediately became sharp.

"I know what you want to do, but I advise you not to do it."

Li Haoran said firmly: "Teacher Yan, you have misunderstood. I just want to learn from you. I have no other thoughts. Please help me!"

Yan Qizhang was really angry.

He knew exactly what kind of person Li Haoran was.

Isn't it just that you were hit hard and want to take revenge on others?

But why do you have to pick on a pervert when you can pick on anyone else?

Yan Qizhang knew Gao Yu's level in poetry.

Take the poem "A Cut Plum" for example. Yan Qizhang asked himself if he would ever be able to compose one in his lifetime.

Isn't this courting death?

Yan Qizhang originally thought that Li Haoran had good qualifications and wanted to train him.

But with this kind of personality, he will still drool even after he is cured.

"Forget it." Yan Qizhang sighed, feeling angry at the other party for not fighting back.

"Since you insist on doing so, then please consult the guest yourself. I cannot make the decision."

Li Haoran naturally didn't know what Yan Qizhang was thinking, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that he agreed.

"No one is helping you now, right?"

Looking at Gao Yu again, a hint of sarcasm flashed in Li Haoran's eyes.

But he quickly covered it up and replaced it with a sincere expression as if he was seeking advice.

He said to Gao Yu sincerely, "I heard that you are quite accomplished in poetry. I wonder if you can give me some pointers?"

"Fuck, this guy really is vindictive!"

Seeing Li Haoran pointing his finger at Gao Yu, everyone in the audience looked strange.

After the previous apology, they understood the inside story and naturally knew what Li Haoran was thinking now.

For a moment, the desire to eat melons burned fiercely in my heart.

Everyone looked at Gao Yu intently, waiting for his answer.

Gao Yu, who instantly became the focus of the whole audience, was helpless.

I thought to myself, this guy is a cockroach, why can't I kill him?

He's been beaten into a pig's head, but he still doesn't know how to stop.

To be honest, Gao Yu didn't understand Li Haoran's indomitable and tireless spirit of seeking death.

He was about to forgive this guy.

But this guy still jumps out again and again to disgust people.

Even if he didn't feel any pain when he was beaten, Gao Yu was tired from beating him.

Forget it, he’s just a kid, I don’t want to bother with him.

Thinking of this, Gao Yu said, "You wrote a good poem. My level is limited, so I don't have much to give you advice."

Li Haoran said: "Guest, please don't be too modest. The president is knowledgeable and has praised the guests in every way. We don't have such treatment.

To be able to catch the president's eye, the guest must be a talented person. Could it be that he thinks the student is dull and is unwilling to guide him?"

Why doesn't this guy want to show his respect?

Gao Yu's eyes narrowed immediately and he stared at Li Haoran closely, showing signs of almost getting angry.

"what on earth do you want?"

"Just want to ask the guests!"

Li Haoran was not afraid at all. He held his chest high and looked at Gao Yu.

He just couldn't believe that Gao Yu would dare to hit him with so many people at the scene, including two presidents.

Wen Wan couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

Her eyes were cold and she was about to stand up, but was stopped by Gao Yu.

He said softly, "Be patient, since he wants to play, I will play with him."

"OK then."

Li Haoran deliberately made things difficult for the people she invited, so Wen Wan was naturally very angry.

But since Gao Yu doesn't want her to interfere, then forget it.

Out of trust in Gao Yu, Wen Wan suppressed her anger and sat back in her original seat.

...

Seeing that Gao Yu didn't reply for a long time, Li Haoran became even more proud.

He seemed to see Gao Yu being embarrassed and unable to save himself.

You deserve it for offending me!

Li Haoran is very confident in his talent in poetry.

He felt that he had already defeated Gao Yu, and he felt extremely happy at this moment.

It feels so good to get revenge.

But that's not enough.

He would make Gao Yu lose his reputation and leave in disgrace, never daring to set foot in the Poetry Association again.