No one can write ten poems with different styles at the same time, and they are all excellent works.
Sometimes he led his soldiers to fight the border, sometimes he died, his husband lamented alone, sometimes he wrote about the man's extraordinary spirit, and sometimes he was the woman's tenderness...
Even if he wants to buy poetry, he should be careful!
How many talented men and women did he find, how much money did he spend to collect these ten poems?
Each of these poems has its own style, and it is difficult to distinguish between them. However, compared with other works tonight, the highest level is determined by the other works tonight.
No matter what works bought by Tang Zhao or other people's works, they cannot be compared with any of them.
But if this is the case, there is no need to ask Miss Su Mèi to choose tonight, because the ten poems selected were all taken out by Mr. Xiao. No matter which song she chose, she finally chose Mr. Xiao.
Why, haven't you selected it yet? A soft voice came from behind when you heard it
The old man with white hair turned his head, looked at a figure walking over, handed over a stack of paper in his hand, and said: Miss Su, you should watch it yourself.
Miss Su, have you chosen it?
It’s Ah, let’s take a look at which masterpiece Miss Su chose!
……
The crowd below was already a little impatient and urged to speak
The woman looked at a stack of paper in her hand, picked out some, and asked: Who wrote this? Why didn't she sign it?
The old man with white hair looked at her and said: It's Mr. Xiao
What about this one?
It's also Mr. Xiao
This lyrics...
It was still Mr. Xiao. The old man with white hair looked at her and said helplessly: All the poems in Miss Su's hands are from Mr. Xiao.
The charming woman looked at him, her rosy lips moved, and her eyes finally looked at a pavilion upstairs.
After a while, she lowered her head, selected one from the paper, and said: Then follow the rules of the poetry club.
The rule of the poetry meeting is to take the winner of poetry as the leader, only look at poetry, not others, whether it is bought or written by himself.
Someone has long copied these poems and posted them on a wall
The difference is that Xiao Jue's name is written on the poems after the transcription
Although the poems are selected by Tianranju, they must be able to convince the public. Seeing this, everyone in the hall surrounded them one after another.
Xiao Jue and Xiao Gongye have also bought the poem. I don’t know who bought the poem from, the quality is obviously much higher than the ones others bought.
Why is it still Xiao Jue? Mr. Xiao bought two songs?
Check out the next song...
Why is it him again!
……
Soon, everyone stood under the wall where the poems were posted, looking at each other, stunned
Ten selected poems, all of them are from Mr. Xiao
They did not doubt whether there was any dark story in this, because these poems were posted on the wall. Who among the people present had no ability to distinguish the level of poetry? Each of these ten poems is a classic
But..., this is too shameless!
The second young master of the Tang family bought poems and wanted to be a little bit more handsome. The style of the poems was unified, and there was no big difference in the overall situation.
But what about Mr. Xiao, who was in a battle on the battlefield, was also lonely and lonely, a playboy from the capital, has he seen the real battlefield? When did he die?
This is simply treating everyone as a fool Ah!
I thought that Mr. Xiao was shameless, just went up the brothel and called ten girls at once. Unexpectedly, Ah didn't expect...
Unexpectedly, he had to buy ten poems when buying poems. Did he have any obsession with Ten? Going to the brothel and calling ten girls, can he bear it?
What can’t stand it? You don’t know. It is said that Mr. Xiao went to the brothel and just asked the prostitutes to take off their bellybands and underwear, sitting by the bed feeding mosquitoes...
There was such a thing, and the beauty was still in a mess. Could it be...
Brother Xu, be careful of your words, be careful of your words...
……
All the ten poems selected were from one person. This is the only thing that Tianranju has ever held the Lantern Festival poetry meeting.
While admiring the poems, everyone sighed at Mr. Xiao’s shamelessness, and also condorned silently for the second young master of the Tang family.
He also bought ten poems, which seemed to be a sure winner today. It is said that he also bribed several selected people, but in the end..., none of them were selected.
The money spent on this is just a trivial matter. If you lose face, it will be difficult to get it back.
This is the biggest loser in the Lantern Festival tonight's Lantern Festival.
Both are playboys and shameless, but the second young master of the Tang family is far inferior to Mr. Xiao.
In an Accord
Tang Zhao smashed the teacup and stood up from his seat, his face as deep as water
Liu Li stood beside him, lowering his head, trembling
Tang Zhao looked at him and gritted his teeth and said: Didn’t you say it’s foolproof? Didn’t you bribe the judgment?
Liu Li shivered and said tremblingly: He said that the ten poems by Mr. Xiao Xiao are all excellent works.
A young man named Chang Yue took a step forward and said suspiciously: Second Young Master, have you offended Mr. Xiao? He has never participated in these things in previous years, and has never heard of him recruiting talents this year and is preparing to win the championship at the Lantern Festival Poetry Club...
Just because I wanted their Accord just now? Tang Zhao thought about it and asked in disbelief: Is Xiao Jue sick?
This possibility is not ruled out. Chang Yue thought for a while and said: Normal people can't do anything to go shopping in brothels and ask ten girls to feed mosquitoes. Maybe he really retaliated against us for the Accord incident just now...
Impossible! Tang Zhao shook his head and said: If it were just his temporary revenge, where did his poems come from?
Chang Yue shook his head and said: I don’t know this...
……
Xiao Jue pushed the door and walked out, comforting and said: If you didn't get selected, you didn't get selected. There is nothing in the capital, but you don't have to lack those who can write poetry. Just play with it, don't take it seriously.
Tang Ning nodded. If so many ancestors' hard work were spent, there would be no result, then this poetry meeting would be just a shady deal.
Xiao Jue seemed to have thought of something, turned to look at him and said: If I come to Tianranju for dinner next time, I will lend me your brand.
Tang Ning looked at him and asked: Mr. Xiao is reluctant to spend this little money?
No one's money is not blown by the strong wind, so save as much as possible. He took Tang Ning's shoulder and said: My friend, don't be so stingy. Whoever bullies you in the capital in the future, just report my name.
They walked down the stairs and suddenly found something was wrong.
The atmosphere was strangely quiet. Tang Ning noticed something was wrong. When he raised his head, he saw everyone in the hall looking at them.
To be precise, it was looking at Xiao Jue
Their eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, contempt and disdain, which instantly made Xiao Jue the focus of the audience.
Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, then took two steps back the next moment, keeping a distance from him
It turns out that he is so unpopular in the capital. If he encounters anything in the capital in the future, he must not report his name.
He looked forward and saw the charming woman he had just met outside walking over here
The charming woman looked at Xiao Jue and said with a smile: Congratulations, Mr. Xiao
Xiao Jue was stunned and said in surprise: What are you congratulating me?
Of course, congratulations to Mr. Xiao for winning the leader of Tonight's poetry party
The charming woman looked at him and said with a smile again: It’s better to listen to people’s laughter under the curtain... I like this sentence very much.
What a leader, I didn’t write any poems. Xiao Jue said in surprise, then seemed to remember something, turned around and looked at Tang Ning, and said in shock: It’s not you!
Tang Ning looked at a window in the Accord above the building, where a figure looked at him.
In the Accord, Tang Zhao's face was gloomy and his fists were tightly clenched
Tang Ning calmly withdrew her gaze, looked at the charming woman, and asked: I wonder if I will take the prize from the leader myself, or will you give it to me?
Prize? Su mèi was slightly stunned. After coming to his senses, he looked at him and said: I am
Sometimes he led his soldiers to fight the border, sometimes he died, his husband lamented alone, sometimes he wrote about the man's extraordinary spirit, and sometimes he was the woman's tenderness...
Even if he wants to buy poetry, he should be careful!
How many talented men and women did he find, how much money did he spend to collect these ten poems?
Each of these poems has its own style, and it is difficult to distinguish between them. However, compared with other works tonight, the highest level is determined by the other works tonight.
No matter what works bought by Tang Zhao or other people's works, they cannot be compared with any of them.
But if this is the case, there is no need to ask Miss Su Mèi to choose tonight, because the ten poems selected were all taken out by Mr. Xiao. No matter which song she chose, she finally chose Mr. Xiao.
Why, haven't you selected it yet? A soft voice came from behind when you heard it
The old man with white hair turned his head, looked at a figure walking over, handed over a stack of paper in his hand, and said: Miss Su, you should watch it yourself.
Miss Su, have you chosen it?
It’s Ah, let’s take a look at which masterpiece Miss Su chose!
……
The crowd below was already a little impatient and urged to speak
The woman looked at a stack of paper in her hand, picked out some, and asked: Who wrote this? Why didn't she sign it?
The old man with white hair looked at her and said: It's Mr. Xiao
What about this one?
It's also Mr. Xiao
This lyrics...
It was still Mr. Xiao. The old man with white hair looked at her and said helplessly: All the poems in Miss Su's hands are from Mr. Xiao.
The charming woman looked at him, her rosy lips moved, and her eyes finally looked at a pavilion upstairs.
After a while, she lowered her head, selected one from the paper, and said: Then follow the rules of the poetry club.
The rule of the poetry meeting is to take the winner of poetry as the leader, only look at poetry, not others, whether it is bought or written by himself.
Someone has long copied these poems and posted them on a wall
The difference is that Xiao Jue's name is written on the poems after the transcription
Although the poems are selected by Tianranju, they must be able to convince the public. Seeing this, everyone in the hall surrounded them one after another.
Xiao Jue and Xiao Gongye have also bought the poem. I don’t know who bought the poem from, the quality is obviously much higher than the ones others bought.
Why is it still Xiao Jue? Mr. Xiao bought two songs?
Check out the next song...
Why is it him again!
……
Soon, everyone stood under the wall where the poems were posted, looking at each other, stunned
Ten selected poems, all of them are from Mr. Xiao
They did not doubt whether there was any dark story in this, because these poems were posted on the wall. Who among the people present had no ability to distinguish the level of poetry? Each of these ten poems is a classic
But..., this is too shameless!
The second young master of the Tang family bought poems and wanted to be a little bit more handsome. The style of the poems was unified, and there was no big difference in the overall situation.
But what about Mr. Xiao, who was in a battle on the battlefield, was also lonely and lonely, a playboy from the capital, has he seen the real battlefield? When did he die?
This is simply treating everyone as a fool Ah!
I thought that Mr. Xiao was shameless, just went up the brothel and called ten girls at once. Unexpectedly, Ah didn't expect...
Unexpectedly, he had to buy ten poems when buying poems. Did he have any obsession with Ten? Going to the brothel and calling ten girls, can he bear it?
What can’t stand it? You don’t know. It is said that Mr. Xiao went to the brothel and just asked the prostitutes to take off their bellybands and underwear, sitting by the bed feeding mosquitoes...
There was such a thing, and the beauty was still in a mess. Could it be...
Brother Xu, be careful of your words, be careful of your words...
……
All the ten poems selected were from one person. This is the only thing that Tianranju has ever held the Lantern Festival poetry meeting.
While admiring the poems, everyone sighed at Mr. Xiao’s shamelessness, and also condorned silently for the second young master of the Tang family.
He also bought ten poems, which seemed to be a sure winner today. It is said that he also bribed several selected people, but in the end..., none of them were selected.
The money spent on this is just a trivial matter. If you lose face, it will be difficult to get it back.
This is the biggest loser in the Lantern Festival tonight's Lantern Festival.
Both are playboys and shameless, but the second young master of the Tang family is far inferior to Mr. Xiao.
In an Accord
Tang Zhao smashed the teacup and stood up from his seat, his face as deep as water
Liu Li stood beside him, lowering his head, trembling
Tang Zhao looked at him and gritted his teeth and said: Didn’t you say it’s foolproof? Didn’t you bribe the judgment?
Liu Li shivered and said tremblingly: He said that the ten poems by Mr. Xiao Xiao are all excellent works.
A young man named Chang Yue took a step forward and said suspiciously: Second Young Master, have you offended Mr. Xiao? He has never participated in these things in previous years, and has never heard of him recruiting talents this year and is preparing to win the championship at the Lantern Festival Poetry Club...
Just because I wanted their Accord just now? Tang Zhao thought about it and asked in disbelief: Is Xiao Jue sick?
This possibility is not ruled out. Chang Yue thought for a while and said: Normal people can't do anything to go shopping in brothels and ask ten girls to feed mosquitoes. Maybe he really retaliated against us for the Accord incident just now...
Impossible! Tang Zhao shook his head and said: If it were just his temporary revenge, where did his poems come from?
Chang Yue shook his head and said: I don’t know this...
……
Xiao Jue pushed the door and walked out, comforting and said: If you didn't get selected, you didn't get selected. There is nothing in the capital, but you don't have to lack those who can write poetry. Just play with it, don't take it seriously.
Tang Ning nodded. If so many ancestors' hard work were spent, there would be no result, then this poetry meeting would be just a shady deal.
Xiao Jue seemed to have thought of something, turned to look at him and said: If I come to Tianranju for dinner next time, I will lend me your brand.
Tang Ning looked at him and asked: Mr. Xiao is reluctant to spend this little money?
No one's money is not blown by the strong wind, so save as much as possible. He took Tang Ning's shoulder and said: My friend, don't be so stingy. Whoever bullies you in the capital in the future, just report my name.
They walked down the stairs and suddenly found something was wrong.
The atmosphere was strangely quiet. Tang Ning noticed something was wrong. When he raised his head, he saw everyone in the hall looking at them.
To be precise, it was looking at Xiao Jue
Their eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, contempt and disdain, which instantly made Xiao Jue the focus of the audience.
Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, then took two steps back the next moment, keeping a distance from him
It turns out that he is so unpopular in the capital. If he encounters anything in the capital in the future, he must not report his name.
He looked forward and saw the charming woman he had just met outside walking over here
The charming woman looked at Xiao Jue and said with a smile: Congratulations, Mr. Xiao
Xiao Jue was stunned and said in surprise: What are you congratulating me?
Of course, congratulations to Mr. Xiao for winning the leader of Tonight's poetry party
The charming woman looked at him and said with a smile again: It’s better to listen to people’s laughter under the curtain... I like this sentence very much.
What a leader, I didn’t write any poems. Xiao Jue said in surprise, then seemed to remember something, turned around and looked at Tang Ning, and said in shock: It’s not you!
Tang Ning looked at a window in the Accord above the building, where a figure looked at him.
In the Accord, Tang Zhao's face was gloomy and his fists were tightly clenched
Tang Ning calmly withdrew her gaze, looked at the charming woman, and asked: I wonder if I will take the prize from the leader myself, or will you give it to me?
Prize? Su mèi was slightly stunned. After coming to his senses, he looked at him and said: I am
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