After a hustle and bustle, the hall finally slowly calmed down, and everyone's eyes were looking at the group of old seniors.

The competition is about to begin!

Chairman Qi took a sip of water, moistened his throat, waved his hand to a young man next to him, and the young man nodded.

Soon, someone walked up with a small wooden plate. Inside the wooden plate were made of paper balls.

Chairman Qi turned to look at the other people and smiled and said, "Who will catch this first one?"

Mr. Wang smiled and said, "You have invested a lot this time, you should be the first to catch it."

Several other seniors also nodded, asking Chairman Qi to be the first to draw lots and set questions.

Chairman Qi smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll be the first one."

As he said that, Chairman Qi reached out and picked a piece of paper on the wooden plate, raised the piece of paper for everyone to look at it, and smiled and said, "The topic of this first question will come out soon."

For a moment, everyone held their breath and looked at the ball of paper.

Writing poetry and lyrics is a very complicated thing, and it can be divided into many categories. Some people are good at one category, while others are good at other categories.

Li Zhi is very nervous now. He writes all kinds of poems well, but what he is best at is poetry in daily life. He has already released the big talk just now. He wants to get this book "Selected Folk Poems of the Ming Dynasty" for Li Manqiu. If he can't get it later, his face will be greatly disappointed.

When he was speaking just now, he kept staring at Li Manqiu's face, and he didn't even have a way to talk. However, Li Zhi was still very confident in himself, and the possibility of getting the first place this time is still very high.

Whether you can embrace the beauty is a very important part!

Come on, Xiaozhi!

Li Zhi clenched his fists and cheered himself up.

Amid the excitement and nervous eyes of everyone, Chairman Qi opened the paper ball in his hand. When he saw the content on the paper ball, Chairman Qi smiled slightly and said to everyone: "The first theme is residence, that is, houses, which can be high-rise buildings, brick and tiled bungalows, or even other related types. Everyone can freely play it."

After saying that, Chairman Qi turned around and asked the people next to him who gave the question, and the paper balls on the wooden plate were all given by the old seniors in the Beijing poetry world.

One of the old men with white hair and beard smiled and nodded, and told Chairman Qi about his views on the topic he had put forward.

In the hall, there was also a buzzing discussion.

"residence?"

“Is the first question so difficult?”

"Yes, this type of poetry is hard to write."

"Tsk tsk, it's interesting, it's challenging."

"If you can't write well, others will definitely not write well either. Don't worry, think about it carefully."

When Zhao Dejun heard the theme of the first poem was "House", he frowned and turned to look at Li Zhi standing next to him, saying, "Teacher Li, what do you think of this theme?"

Li Zhi smiled gently and shook his head, "It's not difficult, but this type of poetry is not easy to write. Look at everyone, they all look sad. Haha, Dejun, although I am not good at this type of poetry, I am not lame. When the teacher taught me before, I practiced this kind of poetry."

Zhao Dejun smiled and said, "I really envy you. There are teachers like Mr. Wang who teach me personally."

Li Zhi waved his hand after hearing this, "Dejun, I believe others say this, you will mock me if you say this. Mr. Xue is a world-renowned person in this regard, and I still envy you."

As he said that, Li Zhi glanced at Li Manqiu, his heart full of longing.

Li Manqiu's grandfather, Mr. Xue, is a nationally renowned scholar, educator, writer, and poet in ancient culture research. He is a recognized master in the Chinese community around the world. His status is far higher than that of Mr. Wang and others. If he can climb to Mr. Xue's thigh, his future will definitely be bright.

Zhao Dejun smiled bitterly and said, "Grandpa is so busy all year round that he is not at home. At the beginning of the year, he just passed his 90th birthday. Everyone advised him to cultivate more at home. Grandpa agreed on the spot. Who knew that after a few days, he went to the Jinling Museum to assist the reconstruction of the museum. By the way, he also donated more than a dozen collections he collected."

Li Zhi laughed, "The old man is so idle."

Next to him, Bai Yunfei was shocked when he heard this.

Zhao Dejun’s grandfather?

Or Qi Keyun's grandfather?

If it were Qi Keyun's grandfather, wouldn't it also Li Manqiu's grandfather?

Bai Yunfei had heard Li Manqiu talk about her grandfather before. She now likes ancient Chinese culture so much, but she was influenced by his grandfather since she was young.

I originally thought that Li Manqiu’s grandfather was an ordinary old man who liked to collect antiques, and at most he was wealthy, but now it seems that Li Manqiu’s grandfather is not simple either!

The surname is Xue?

Ninety years old?

Have you also gone to renovate the museum?

Gradually, in Bai Yunfei's mind, the image of an old man was constructed.

Could it be that one?

Mr. Xue Changqing, Mr. Xue?

Bai Yunfei was shocked, no, could it be that he made a mistake? Xue Changqing was actually Li Manqiu's grandfather?

That is the master who was approached by the first chief of the Republic at that time. There are so many rumors among the people that are too much mythical!

While Bai Yunfei was thinking about it, someone had already come on stage.

The man walked to the table, picked up the pen on the table, and started writing.

Everyone stopped talking and stared at the first person to play.

Within two minutes, the man put down his pen, looked at the poem written on the paper, read it on his own, then nodded, smiled at Chairman Qi and others, "I have written it, several teachers."

Some people around him who were close to him also looked over and some people read it loudly.

Bai Yunfei also heard it and nodded. Not to mention, it was quite rhyme.

At this time, Li Zhi next to him shook his head, smiled slightly, and said to Zhao Dejun: "Dejun, I was not sure before, but after listening to the poem written by this person, haha, my confidence has increased greatly."

Zhao Dejun smiled, "Yes, this teacher Wu wrote, although the structure and layout are pretty good, it is still a bit mediocre after all."

Li Zhi nodded, thinking that he could not neglect the beauty, looked at Li Manqiu and said, "Manqiu, what do you think of this poem written by Teacher Wu?"

Li Manqiu didn't want to pay attention to Li Zhi at first, but Li Zhi is now talking about poetry, and she is more interested in this aspect. She frowned slightly and looked at the center of the venue, saying, "I don't have a good comment on the poem written by this gentleman, but this kind of poem with the theme of "home", is really hard to write. I think if I were to write it up, it might be worse than Teacher Wu."

Li Zhiru smiled elegantly and said, "Manqiu, you are too modest. My teacher is very knowledgeable about this type of poetry. If you have this idea, I can recommend it to you."

Li Manqiu raised her eyebrows slightly. Although her grandfather had a profound attainment in poetry, one was that the old man was too busy and could not find anyone around the country. The other was that Mr. Wang had a very high reputation in poetry, especially in Beijing and Tianjin, which was very famous.

Suddenly, Bai Yunfei interrupted the conversation between the two and pointed to the center of the venue and said, "Look at it, Chairman Qi has finished watching it too."

Li Manqiu glanced at Bai Yunfei, nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, let me hear what Chairman Qi's comments."

Li Zhi frowned, and his eyes looked at Bai Yunfei colder. This kid is really in the way!

Although Li Zhi was annoyed, he looked faintly smiling on his face and nodded, "Yes, listen to it, maybe it can give me some inspiration."

Over there, the judges led by Chairman Qi read the poem and exchanged their opinions. Finally, Chairman Qi spoke, roughly pointing out several shortcomings in the poem. Teacher Wu listened seriously and nodded from time to time. For him, this was also a good learning opportunity. After all, it was not easy to get the opportunity to give guidance from Chairman Qi.

Teacher Wu also raised some of his own questions, and Chairman Qi also answered them one by one. In the end, Chairman Qi gave a good evaluation.

However, everyone can see that Chairman Qi said it was good, but in fact it was to take care of Teacher Wu's face.

Teacher Wu bowed to Chairman Qi, nodded to the other judges, and turned around and walked back.

Next to him, the reporter with a camera pointed the camera at Teacher Wu's back. He was already thinking that he would have to cut this back when he returned to the stage.

The work sign on the reporter's chest shows that he and his team are from Beijing TV Station, and it is an education channel affiliated to Beijing TV Station. The Beijing Poetry Association and Beijing TV Station have always had a good relationship. In the past five or six years, almost every time the association was established for celebrations, Beijing TV Station would be invited to interview and shoot.

At night, the Education Channel will also edit some clips to play.

After Teacher Wu was on the stage, several people below had ideas.

A few middle-aged people came out one after another and wrote their own poems, which made everyone evaluate them. Some people wrote well, while others didn’t write well, and there was nothing shameful about it. The purpose of everyone coming here was to exchange experiences and exchange discussions.

Bai Yunfei sat on the chair, kneading melon seeds from time to time, watching Chairman Qi and other old seniors comment on the poems written by middle-aged people with interest.

He had drawn out "Three Hundred Tang Poems and Song Poems" from the system before. Although his understanding of poetry in his mind was not as good as a master, he was at least much better than ordinary people.

Now I listen to these comments with great interest.

Li Manqiu turned his head and glanced at Bai Yunfei, who was quite leisurely. She knew that Bai Yunfei could write poems and wrote very well, otherwise she would not have taken him to accompany her this time.

Li Manqiu said: "How is it? Are you interested? Do you want to write a song?"

Bai Yunfei shrugged and spread his hands, "There are all great poets here, I am just an amateur, so I won't go up."

Bai Yunfei looked a little depressed, but he began to prepare in his heart, preparing to wait for Li Manqiu to look at him with admiration.

Mr. Li, don’t you like poetry? I will give you a big surprise!

Next to him, Li Zhi turned his head, looked at Bai Yunfei, and said in surprise: "Xiaobai, do you also write poetry? Why don't you go up and show your skills later?"

Bai Yunfei yelled and looked at Li Zhi with a funny look. This guy is so strange. You are everywhere!

Bai Yunfei smiled and said, "I am a little overestimated by my ability at this level."

Li Zhi looked at Bai Yunfei and said to himself that he was a little self-aware just now, saying, "Don't say that, you have confidence in yourself. Look at them, they are not well written, but why do they come on stage? It is to know where their shortcomings are and make themselves better progress! Only by bravely accepting their shortcomings can they make progress!"

Li Zhi is a teacher at his job. Although he has been in Yan University for a few years, he is very knowledgeable about fooling people.

Bai Yunfei seemed a little embarrassed to be said, and struggled, saying, "Then let me think about it first."

Li Manqiu glanced at Li Zhi and said to Bai Yunfei: "It's okay, let's come here just to see how to study. If you don't want to go, don't go."

Bai Yunfei nodded.
To be continued...