Princess Ouliya thought for a moment and said, "Then let's take the scene tonight as the title. As long as it is related to this, it is okay, and it is not limited to the genre, and it is OK to have poems, songs and essays. The chapters are updated the fastest."

Of course, everyone had no objection to this. Miss Fengfei added: "In addition, the time required is to be set, so it is limited to one stick of incense. If you are too late to submit the manuscript, then follow the rules and get three glasses of wine!"

Of course, everyone had no objection. Someone said, "There is punishment and there is reward. I don't know what the reward of this winner is."

After hearing this, everyone started to cheer and discuss.

Miss Fengfei blinked her beautiful eyes and said to General Youcang next to her: "The reward of this winner depends on the owner here, General Youcang's meaning!"

General Youcang said, "If you mention gold, silver and wealth, it would be too vulgar. I think if you are the winner, you will get the signature of Miss Fengfei by himself, and then you will personally order a song to Miss Fengfei to show off your singing skills. What do you think?"

After hearing this, everyone echoed and applauded.

Miss Fengfei said coquettishly to General You Cang: "The general is reluctant to let the winner go, but he just makes fun of Fengfei!"

General Youcang smiled and said, "You see, everyone agrees, Miss Fengfei doesn't need to refuse."

Miss Fengfei agreed half-swer and half-heartedly, saying, "Since everyone agreed, Fengfei has to be respectful but obeyed!"

After the conclusion was made, General Youcang and several others were elected as judges, and a stick of incense was lit on the stage, and this poetry meeting began.

Except for General Youcang and several other judges who did not write the "task" of poetry, the others began to think about the poem and essay.

The stage suddenly became a little quiet. I saw everyone walking slowly on this tide observation platform, either standing still, looking up at the sky, looking down at the foot, thinking softly, standing or sitting, walking or lying, thinking hard, being anxious, or feeling anxious, or having gained something, Ji Ran's expressions were different, and he was different.

The only outsider spectator on this observation stage who seemed to be outside the situation was naturally Jiang Ping. He naturally had no interest in the poetry meeting proposed by these unicorn people, but he just felt a little strange. He didn't expect that these unicorn people still had such leisure and elegant interests and liked such art and elegance, and created any poetry meeting.

He naturally would not participate in this poetry meeting, and it seemed that he did not have the qualifications. A "untouchable" like him had long been completely ignored by everyone on the stage.

The observation platform became quiet for a moment, and only the whistling sea breeze was heard passing by, and the two "bright moons" in the sky were rising slowly. The sea gradually became less quiet, with a hint of ripples. The ripples were still very small at first. Later, they gradually expanded, and the movements on the sea became louder and louder. The waves kept rolling and beating the embankment. Waves splashed, and the endless tide was gradually surging and arising.

Jiang Ping was concerned about his own affairs at this moment. He looked at Miss Feng Fei, the silver one-horned woman on the stage who looked like Soltis. He thought to himself, I wonder if the other party knew about Mu He and how to ask him about it.

Thinking about it here in my heart, looking at the beautiful face that looked like Soltis, I was unconsciously enlightened again, and the voice, appearance and smile of the miserable beauty appeared in my mind, and I was a little confused for a moment.

Miss Fengfei was also frowning and pondering, thinking about poetry and essays. At this moment, she seemed to notice something. She looked up and saw the untouchables, now she was looking at herself foolishly.

She couldn't help but feel angry and funny. She felt a little strange about this untouchable at first. After understanding that the other party was just a "tool" of Princess Ouliya "invited" to her, she did not pay much attention to this person. Perhaps the other party always gave her a strange feeling, but after all, it was just a untouchable, and there was no need to pay more attention to anything.

Now seeing this person looking straight at him, I think of what Princess Ou Liya said, this person had been staring at his screen and was a disaster that caused a disaster. It was because of this that he was lucky to come to Xiaoming Island and to go to this tide viewing platform to watch this rare and spectacular tide viewing scene.

Is this untouchable really so "infatuated"? Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little strange again. If she had encountered such a "infatuated" untouchable, she would not only not have any feelings, but on the contrary, she would only feel "disgusting" and angry. But now, she did not have such emotions, which made her feel strange and confused.

At this moment, someone noticed the "exceptional" of the untouchables. Seeing this, they couldn't help but sneer in their hearts. Untouchables are untouchables. At this time, they were still thinking about the beauty of a toad trying to eat swan meat. It was ridiculous and pitiful.

At this time, they all agreed with the Bronze Division. It was really true that the Bronze Division beat the other party. If it were them, they would have to go up and beat him up. Now, if they hadn't been concerned about Princess Ou Liya's side, they would have been unable to hold back and went up to fill their old fists.

As I thought about it, I was distracted from my mind. When I saw the sandalwood that was already burning halfway through, I woke up again. Don’t worry about this untouchable, but I should think about the important thing about this poem.

"I have it!"

Just as this silence was happening, a shout suddenly sounded, and a silver-unicorn young man stood up, with a few traces of color, not to mention the final ranking, he was able to win the lead at this poetry meeting, and the first poem was written, which was also an honor.

"Oh, is Baili available? This is really great. It is worthy of being a young talent with my own bright moon stars, but it has brought honor to me bright moon stars!" General You Cang laughed.

A powerful man who was also a judge sitting next to him said, "It is good to be quick in poetry, but more importantly, the quality of poetry is the quality. Let us appreciate the masterpieces of Mr. Baili!"

"Please write a poem by Mr. Baili!" Everyone agreed.

The silver one-horned young man named Baili walked to the center table, took the pen and ink, and then walked to a blank banner that had been hanging on the side, picked up the pen and started writing.

"Congratulations to the 100th birthday of Princess Xi of Han", this is the title of the poem written by this Baili Gongzi. It seems that he wrote a birthday poem, which is also in line with the current situation and meets the theme requirements of the poetry meeting.

"A hundred years of spring is not easy, how much hard work turns into sweetness. Once the sea was flowing, it was also due to the help of the family..."

"good!"

He was waving his pen and ink here, while someone was chanting loudly on the side. When he saw this, someone clapped his hands and screamed.

"The spring and white snow express our embrace, the bright moon and clear springs maintain moral integrity. Now I wish you a dance every day and believe in life for eight hundred years."

Having written this, the young master Baili suddenly put his pen on, and he was finished.

"Okay, good poetry!"

"What a man who believes in life for eight hundred years! The tiger head, python body, leopard tail, this poem is really good!"

"Young Master Baili is such a talented man!"

...

For a moment, the praises on the stage kept ringing, and these praises were not all about flattery, but the poem was written well.

"Young Master Baili is really agile in poetry, and pearls and jade are ahead!" Miss Fengfei's beautiful eyes were waving and couldn't help but exclaim.

After receiving the praise of Miss Fengfei, Baili felt proud, but said modestly: "How dare you? Miss Fengfei has been too rewarded, but she has to wait for you to have a brick and tiles in front of you!"

As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Princess Ouliya beside him, trying to get a word and half of praise from the other party, which was also satisfied. However, Princess Ouliya might still be brewing poems at this moment, but she had no reaction, which made him feel a little disappointed.

Seeing his "successful" situation, someone in the venue secretly complained, thinking that this poem is good, but it may not be true to say that the poem is quick. Who knows whether this poem has been done long ago? Everyone understands that tonight's poetry meeting may be related to the theme of birthday celebrations. It is really ordinary to think of one in advance.

Of course, no one would suspect that this poem was written by the pen, and believed that as the other party, he practiced his mind, he would not bother to do such dirty things.

"I have it too!"

Perhaps because of the "stimulation" of "success" by this hundred miles, someone called out again. This time, the one who stood up was a heroic silver one-horned young man named Luoshu, the son of Baoguo, and one of the "Four Princesses" of the imperial capital with Linying.

"Young Master Luoshu has it, and you are so quick in poetry. Let's appreciate Princess Luoshu's masterpieces!" General Longcang said with a smile.

Luoshu immediately walked to the center table, took the pen and ink, and then came to a blank banner that had been hung aside, and picked up the pen and started dancing.

The blank banners hang there without being stressed. If you want to write well and show the vigorous and powerful words, there are still some difficult skills, but this cannot be difficult for everyone present.

"The imperial capital Luoshu celebrates the 100th birthday of Princess Hanxi", this is the title of his poem, and it is actually a birthday poem, which seems to be competing with the Baili.

"A pine tree on the steep bank of the Tianchi Lake, with strong branches shaping the ancestor dragon. Peaches and plums are sweet and lonely when they are in full bloom, and they compete for green onions after the snow and frost..."

"Okay, good poetry!"

Seeing this, people naturally clapped their hands and cheered.

"I love the spring rain even more when my roots are deep, and my leaves are lush and my gratitude still pity the wind of the green valley. The teacher's talent is respected, and I am worthy of being refreshed in my seventies."

After writing the pen, Na Luoshu bowed to the field and said, "I'm showing off my ugly face, I'm showing off my ugly face!"

"Okay, good poetry!"

"It's really a great work!"

"Young Master Luoshu is such a talented person!"

...

For a moment, praises continued to sound in the audience. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!