Carey and Du Dian came to the conspicuous steps above the hall. Carey cleared his throat and said loudly: "Everyone—" The high-pitched voice immediately attracted the eyes of chatting nobles from all over the hall. calm down. He straightened the tie on his chest, with a gentlemanly smile on his face, and said: "Welcome to St. Petersburg, everyone. Today is a grand day. As you all know, a new 'Era' medalist was born in our Temple of Elements recently. , in the 300-year history of Silvia's giant wall, there are only seventeen people who have won this medal!"
"Everyone is a figure who has influenced an era!"
Facing the staring eyes of many nobles, he smiled slightly, without restraint at all, and his demeanor remained authentic: "I believe you have heard of the name of the new textile machine, and have seen this masterpiece bestowed by the God of Light."
Some of the nobles below had smiles on their faces, and said in line with his words: "I have seen it, it is used in my family."
"This is a great work of art!"
"Praise the Almighty God of Light!"
Kaili smiled slightly and said: "The emergence of new textile machines is not just to improve the efficiency of textiles, but an inspiration given to us by the God of Light. This is a grand blueprint. In the future, you will see many New great masterpieces to make our lives better and better."
There was applause from below.
Carey smiled and said: "As a foreshadowing, I won't say too much. Tonight is just a banquet, and everyone should enjoy it to their heart's content. Next, we invite the protagonist of this banquet, the winner of the Times Medal, and the god of the new textile machine." The creator, Mr. Du Dian!"
After his words fell, Du Dian, who was waiting next to him, stepped up the steps and stood at the highest place in the audience, which was also the brightest and most eye-catching place. He looked around the many nobles below, and suddenly thought that he was still a scavenger many years ago. When attending a banquet, the main character at that time was Mel Shaya, the daughter of the Mel family, but she was just a little person in a dark corner that no one noticed.
"Thank you for coming." Du Dian smiled calmly, without any timidity or weakness on his face. When he finished speaking, his eyes also looked at Srudi in the audience. The latter had a smile on his face. No hostility, clap your hands and congratulate. If it is an ordinary person, they may think that the other party has cleared up their suspicions, but Du Dian can feel from the experience of hunting monsters many times that there is a deep coldness under this smile, and it can also be seen from the market in Songuo Town. This matter will not be let go, but he didn't just look cold, on the contrary, he also showed a gentle smile.
Looking away, Du Dian glanced at the other nobles. In addition to the top nobles like Srudi, there were also Abel from the Milan family, Mace from the Mel family, and more than a dozen others with the same temperament. Extraordinary figures, behind these people, I saw Fulin standing in the crowd, holding a cane, with his back slightly bent, and a gratified smile on his face.
Mace, who was in the crowd, looked at Du Dian on the stage with a bit of astonishment on his face. He didn't expect this young man who was not luxuriously dressed to be the protagonist of tonight and the winner of the Times Medal this time. Thinking of the other party's sarcasm earlier, his face turned blue and red, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes, but he quickly restrained it, with a faint smile on his face.
Du Dian saw Aniya at the outer edge of the crowd, and beside her stood a slightly older middle-aged man and a lady in a fleece coat. Compared with the aristocrat's jeweled attire, it looks sad and low-key.
When he stared at the past, Aniya felt his gaze and cast eager eyes.
Du Dian took it back after touching it, and said softly: "I met a childhood friend before and promised to write a poem for her. Taking this opportunity, I will show my ugly face on the spot. Please don't make fun of me."
Carey next to him was slightly taken aback, writing poetry? You can also write poetry
The many nobles below the steps were also stunned, but they quickly realized that someone laughed and said, "It's our honor to hear poems written by the winners of the 'Times' medal. Mr. Du is really versatile!"
"Young and promising..."
The other nobles also spoke immediately, most of them were the nobles in the middle and back rows, and the top nobles of the consortiums in front all smiled and did not speak.
Du Dian glanced at Srudi in the crowd, and some modern poems he saw from the super chip emerged in his heart, and immediately recited softly:
"If I love you—"
"It's definitely not like the climbing Ling Xiaohua, showing off yourself with your tall branches."
"If I love you—"
"Never learn from infatuated birds, repeating monotonous songs for the green grass."
"It's not just like a spring, which brings cool comfort all year round."
"It's not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your majesty."
"Even daylight."
"Even spring rain."
"No, these are not enough!"
"I must be a kapok next to you, standing with you as the image of a tree."
The faint verses were slowly read from Du Dian's mouth, and the restless voices in the hall became quiet, only echoing the clear voice of this young man, and the poetic words of aloofness revealed in the beauty.
After reading this, Du Dian didn't continue to read the second half. This poem is called "To the Oak Tree", which is a love poem by a female poet. The second half is more feminine, so he kept it.
When Du Dian's voice didn't sound for a long time, everyone knew that the poem had come to an end. For a while, many nobles showed a bit of surprise in their eyes. Although most of them didn't understand poetry, the nobles knew about drama and The love of poetry, music and other arts is cultivated all the year round. In the eyes of nobles, etiquette education and works of art are often more expensive than money and wealth.
"Good poetry!" an obese middle-aged nobleman cheered on the spot.
When the other nobles came to their senses, there was thunderous applause.
Aniya, who was standing behind the crowd, was slightly stunned. Suddenly, the scene that left a deep impression on her many years ago reappeared in front of her eyes. On the side of the cold and windy street, the little girl with a calm expression faced her sharp questions. Boy, it's like the sentence I read just now "It's definitely not like a climbing scorpion, use your tall branches to show off yourself", although she has never heard of what a "stomach" is, it does not prevent her from understanding the general meaning of the poem, then The implied stubbornness pierced deeply into her heart, just like the boy's dark and deep eyes, which made her unable to look directly at her. The eager smile on her face suddenly fell silent, and she lowered her head slowly.