"I am determined to win nonsense!"

"Can you compare to other people's talents?"

"Talent? Haha, there isn't now, maybe I'll have it later?"

There are always several focal characters in this kind of party.

Although Chu Qing is a big star in the entertainment industry, he is not even a big deal when he goes to the poetry and book world.

Traditional literati look down on people who are in the entertainment industry. They think that people in the entertainment industry are profit-oriented and exudes a disgusting smell of money. Therefore, they never watch TV series or movies, and they are even too lazy to pay attention to gossip in the entertainment industry.

For example, if a person in the second dimension world wants him to watch a third dimension TV series, will he continue to watch?

So dull, no cute girl acting cute, no whimpering, no welfare broadcast, no meaning at all...

Well, that's the case for them.

Who is the focus of young talents in the poetry and book circle? You can know it through the mouths of these people who talk about it...

Chu Qing heard more than once the names of Ouyang Hua, Murong He, Xu Haoran, Liu Mingxin, and Zhou Moran...

These are the stars in the poetry world.

But, it's my business?

Anyway, Chu Qing is too lazy to care.

"This time, we will score points in the form of improvised creation points. We will check the scores of a poem and chant the full score. Whoever gets 100 points first is the winner... The best author can go to the Poetry and Book Pavilion in the Hot Spring Villa for people to observe and appreciate..."

Old Man Liu announced the rules very energetic. When he announced the poetry meeting of his masterpiece, his tone was immediately aggravated!

The young men below suddenly clenched their fists with excitement.

What do literati love?

Love name, a romantic reputation that has been passed down through the ages!

And what does the Poetry Pavilion symbolize?

Symbolizes a kind of glory and a kind of noble height!

Every session will always announce this rule, but not every session has people's works entered the Poetry Book Pavilion.

Ouyang Hua participated in the five poetry and book clubs and entered the poetry and book club with one "Drunk", and it was at the end of the ranking...

Think about it, how high-end the works included in the Poetry Book Pavilion are?

This year, will any works be included in the Poetry and Book Pavilion, and will anyone's works break Ouyang Hua's ranking?

Everyone took a deep breath and looked forward to it.

After seeing everyone so enthusiastic and serious, Chu Qing stood up and sighed for a while.

To be honest, after Old Man Liu finished his long discussion, Chu Qing didn't know what he was talking about, so he understood the points rules. He was confused about the others.

"Okay, now, my old man won't talk nonsense!"

"I announce that the 22nd Poetry and Book Club will officially begin..."

"The first question, I named it the season of winter. I asked that when writing poems, there should not be the word "winter", but it must be a description of winter... Moreover, the soul that cannot be poems cannot be empty, there must be something... It is best to write it with the plant that meets the scene."

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"Winter? Can't describe winter? Can't the soul be empty? Interesting, interesting." Ouyang Hua turned his head and saw a girl on the second floor with a little appreciation.

Have it!

Then, take a deep breath and hold the paper and pen...

"Wait for the cold and cold, keep the cold and proud.

It's like snow or not, but it's a beautiful place."

Looking at what he finished writing, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing everyone lowering their heads and pondering or working hard, Chu Qing felt a little embarrassed.

He stood a little conspicuously and immediately retreated to the corner, but...

The lights are so bright, it's OK even in the corner.

What should I do?

I don't seem to be standing so stupid.

Then let’s have one song?

How to do it?

Chu Qing stared at the brush beside him and shook his head in an instant.

Can you read this brush?

You're probably teasing me.

Forget it, I can't write it out, you can force me to do it...

Then, Chu Qing bent down, holding a problem, pretending to be very knowledgeable...

But he looked here and there...

Why is time so slow?

Forget it, I will continue to make up for the numbers...

Wait, where is the toilet?

I want to go to the bathroom...

"By the way, because it is the first question, all the talents present must give the answer, otherwise, they will not give us the face of the old men..."

At this moment, Old Man Jiang saw Chu Qing looking around, suddenly stood up and showed a faint smile.
Chapter completed!