The name Shen Zhao is no stranger to Zhao Yunrou and the women in the Yunying Poetry Club.
Although the well-known talent in Qing'an Prefecture has always been overwhelmed by Yang Yanzhou and can only be the second child in a thousand years, in the eyes of others, his talent is still extremely high.
Several women covered their mouths and whispered. Although they are called talented women, Shen Zhao and Yang Yanzhou are still existences that need to be looked up to in their hearts. To a certain extent, they and those women who admire their talents There is no difference.
"It turned out to be Mr. Shen. I just read Mr. Shen's poems. Mr. Shen is full of talent, and the little girl admires him."
Shen Zhao has already made a Mid-autumn poem tonight. Zhao Yunrou and the women in the Yunying Poetry Club have already read it. As the president of the poetry club, Zhao Yunrou is surprised why Shen Zhao came to talk to them, but Still bowed very politely and said with a smile.
"Young girl is ridiculously praised, and Shen really can't afford to be praised like a girl." Shen Zhao arched his hands, then looked at her and said, "Not to mention "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", it is the song "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" that your company produced yesterday. "Nian Nujiao" is also far behind Shen."
Zhao Yunrou was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, as if she didn't expect Shen Zhao to say such words suddenly, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.
At this moment, Shen Zhao asked again: "I don't know if the talented man who wrote 'a toast to invite the moon, and the shadows become three people' is here tonight?"
As soon as this remark came out, Zhao Yunrou realized that this was Shen Zhao's purpose for coming here, and said apologetically, "To be honest, that young master is not here tonight."
"That's a bit of a pity." Shen Zhao said with a look of disappointment: "If those two masterpieces are presented tonight, there should be no suspense in winning the title of the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival."
"I don't think so. The Ci written by brother Shen tonight is also the pinnacle of Mid-Autumn Ci. It may not be weaker than those two poems."
"That's right, "Nian Nujiao" is too affectionate, in my opinion, it's still not as good as Brother Shen."
"Although "Drinking Alone under the Moon" is good, it is not a word, so there is no need for comparison."
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When Shen Zhao walked over, there were already many people following him, but now one person spoke, which immediately aroused everyone's approval.
Being praised by so many people, Shen Zhaoxin was naturally very useful in his heart. Although he humbly declined a few words, his face was still a little smug.
For today's poetry meeting, he had already prepared a Mid-Autumn Ci a few months ago. After several months of polishing and scrutiny, it was finally finalized not long ago. At the Mid-Autumn Poetry Conference, suppress Yang Yanzhou, so as to release the grievances that have been suppressed by him for a long time...
But after thousands of calculations, he didn't count that the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, a dark horse suddenly broke out, and the two Mid-Autumn Festival poems were thrown out, even he was stunned.
Shen Zhao is good at writing lyrics but not at composing poems, so he doesn't really have much impression of "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", but the level of "Nian Nujiao" is comparable to the Mid-Autumn Ci that he prepared. In the comparison, he is as confident as Shen Zhao, and he can't guarantee that he will win.
Fortunately, that word was presented before the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair, so naturally I couldn't participate in tonight's selection, otherwise I hadn't competed with Yang Yanzhou, and I might be defeated by that word first.
Of course, this is not necessarily a bad thing, at least in Shen Zhao's view, that person will no longer be able to write poems of that level in a short time, but the other party's reputation has already been known by everyone, if he can suppress him tonight On the one hand, I am afraid that his reputation will also be greatly improved, and if he defeats Yang Yanzhou at that time, perhaps the title of the number one talent in Qing'an Mansion will fall on Shen Zhao's head.
He just looked for Yunying Poetry Club, and he had such thoughts in mind.
However, what he didn't expect was that the man didn't participate in the poetry meeting tonight, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Hearing those people's flattering words, Zhao Yunrou didn't know how to speak for a while. It is common for talented people to praise each other, but even though Shen Zhao's reputation is there, in Zhao Yunrou's heart, the son of yesterday's Talent is already at the same level as Shen Zhao and Yang Yanzhou.
"Although that person is not here tonight, Miss Wan from the Yunying Poetry Society is also very talented. Even men like me would be ashamed. I wonder what masterpieces Miss Wan has tonight?" A voice came from the crowd.
Seeing the man walking out of the crowd, Zhao Yunrou and the girls from the Yunying Poetry Club changed their pretty faces slightly.
"Su Wentian!"
Although he didn't know why he appeared here, the other party obviously didn't have any good intentions.
Everyone in the venue was somewhat familiar with the name Wan Ruoqing. After all, Qing'an Mansion is so big, and although there are many talented people, there are only a few talented women who can be called by name, and everyone will naturally be familiar with them.
It was the first time Shen Zhao had heard of this. He had a very high talent and reputation, and he was not interested in paying attention to those who were not as famous as him.
"The little girl has very little talent and learning, so naturally she can't compare to you talented scholars, so I won't make a fool of myself because of mere clumsiness." Wan Ruoqing said lightly, with an extremely humble attitude.
"Miss Wan, why should you be too self-effacing? That song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" that day was something I would never be able to catch up with in my life." Su Wentian still had a smile on his face, and when he spoke, his eyes turned to Shen Zhao inadvertently cast a glance.
Sure enough, after hearing the words "Magpie Bridge Immortal", Shen Zhao's complexion became a little unsightly.
On that day, because of this poem, he personally tore up his proud work on impulse, and declared that he would no longer write Qixi Ci in his life. Thinking about it afterwards, he regretted it very much, but in his capacity, since he had already said that, it was natural I can't get it back.
However, every time he thinks about this matter, he feels extremely uncomfortable, and when Su Wentian mentions it now, it brings back some bad memories for him.
However, it is said that the poem was not written by a talented man named "Li Yi", so what does it have to do with the woman in front of me
"Is "Magpie Bridge Immortal" really made by a girl?" Shen Zhao looked at her and asked in surprise.
"Mr. Shen misunderstood, "The Magpie Bridge Immortal" was indeed made by the talented man named Li Yi, and the little girl just saw it by coincidence." Wan Ruoqing explained.
"Hehe, it's too unbelievable to talk about the sky lantern, but we don't believe it."
Before Shen Zhao could speak, Su Wentian shook his head and said: "Let's not talk about this matter for now, the girl is known as a talented woman, and I am afraid that she can pick up mere Mid-autumn poems at her fingertips. The girl puts excuses in every possible way. Could it be that she looks down on the talented people present? "
Su Wentian was present at the Tanabata poetry meeting that day, and of course he knew that Wan Ruoqing did not write the poem, but after what happened yesterday, Su Wentian's reputation was completely ruined, and he hated the Yunying Poetry Club in his heart, so he worked hard to get it If they are not allowed to embarrass themselves in public for their qualifications to participate in today's poetry meeting, it would be hard to swallow the pain in their hearts.
At this moment, after pondering for a while, Shen Zhao finally said: "What this brother said is reasonable, today's poetry meeting is to discuss poetry and prose, and to make friends through literature, if the girl still refuses, she really looks down on her." I waited."
When Su Wentian spoke just now, Shen Zhao already had a trace of suspicion in his heart, and now he followed his intentions, whether this woman has such a poetic talent or not, she will naturally know after she writes a poem.
"Brother Shen is right..."
"Yes, girl, you don't have to evade any more..."
"I also want to see the poetic talent of my talented girl from Qing'an Mansion..."
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The crowd in the field, headed by Shen Zhao, spoke in agreement.
Seeing this, Zhao Yunrou and the women from the Yunying Poetry Club had an ugly expression on their pretty faces.
Discussion on poetry texts is voluntary, and I have never heard of forcing others to write poems. It is really bullying for Shen Zhao and others to do so.
Wan Ruoqing was troubled, it's not that she couldn't write Mid-Autumn Ci, but at this moment, her performance on the spot could only be regarded as mediocre, so Su Wentian would definitely make use of it, which she didn't want to see.
Su Wentian saw the expressions of Wan Ruoqing and the women of Yunying Poetry Club, and a mocking look appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"So what if you look down on you, so many men bully a weak woman, it's really shameless!"
At this moment, a voice came to everyone's ears very clearly, and there was a moment of silence in the field. Afterwards, anger appeared on the faces of several people, and they all turned their heads to look at the person from whom the voice came. direction.
Under the moonlight, the woman in white stood there with her sword in her arms, looking at them coldly.