Vol 2 Chapter 270: Works from 1 class

The selection work was carried out step by step... Four groups of submissions were completed throughout the day. It is not that the review team is more efficient, but today's small portfolios are less, so the completion is faster.
On the third day, the leader of the eighth group completed his manuscript, cleaned up and left the projection position.
The leader of the ninth group came to the projection position and said: "My group has more manuscripts to choose from! There are more than one hundred and sixty copies. Everyone has worked hard!"
Chang Xiao smiled and said: "White leader! Are you usually not very picky? I thought that you can choose the manuscript that you selected this time. The result is that you get the most. Hehehe! Uncharacteristic! Don't have it here. Your relatives!"
Hahahahahaha! The members of the jury smiled.
The white group leader smiled and said: "Chairman, actually, you didn't even think about it. I didn't even think about it myself! I have a lot of good manuscripts here, or if you look at it for a while, if you are in my position, is it right? It’s also like I’m so entangled. Would you like to see this one! What do you think.

After the white leader finished, he took out the first manuscript and placed it under the camera... a row of handwriting, clearly mapped on the huge projection screen.
"Quatrains" two Huang Yuming Cui Liu, a line of egrets on the blue sky, the window contains the Xiling Qianqiu snow, the door to the south of the river.
The members of the judging panel saw these words and nodded...
Yu Rongdao: "The author of this poem dares to use the genre as a name. It is very domineering!"
Luo Jinsheng said: "Do not blame people for domineering! The writing is also really good. The use of Pingyi is very ancient, it can be said that there are glasses!"
Wu Changhao said: "The style of the two-character rhyme is very traditional, a bit of a demeanor. This is a good work! Good! Very good."
Chang Hao carefully looked at it and said: "It is a contribution from Zhonghai No. 1 Middle School! Very good! The preliminaries and finals of this competition are held in Zhonghai City. If you can choose a piece of work from Zhonghai City, I believe the city government. On the side, I can still say it. Everyone said, is it still?"
The people in the judging group looked at each other... the same channel: "Over!"
The white group leader heard the words and put the work aside. I took out another one and projected it onto the curtain.
"Sitting in the two dragons", the birds are flying high, and the lonely clouds are alone, and they are both tired and only two dragons.
Luo Jinsheng showed amazement and said: "There are very few five that can be written so well!"
Yu Rongdao: "Yes! The spiritual realm of this poem is extremely high! The birds are flying high and the lonely clouds are alone. This ‘to do’ and ‘free’ are really great!

Wu Changhao said: "The two look at each other, only two dragons. In fact, this kind of anthropomorphic writing! seems to be pointing! I believe that only the author himself knows what it means."
The team leaders of the judging panel also nodded and expressed their affirmation.
Chang Hao looked at it and said strangely: "It is also the work of Zhonghai No.1 Middle School! This school has a high cultural heritage! It is a good work in the two capitals. Well, everyone's meaning is too much."
The same person in the judging panel: "Over!"
The white group leader heard the words and put the work aside. I took out another one and projected it onto the curtain.
"悯农农" 锄禾日日午, sweat dripping the soil, who knows the dish, the grain is hard.
The members of the judging panel saw the poem, and they frowned. They muttered, and they didn’t feel anything at first, but then they became more and more sensational.
Yu Rongdao: "Yeah! This poem, when I first read it, didn't feel any good. But the more I saw it, the more I felt extraordinary! Although simple, the contrast is very good! You see?"
Wu Changhao smashed the scorpion of Husband, locked his brow, took a deep breath, and indulged in a moment: "It's really good! Don't look at the simple sentence, but the realm of thought is very high! There is a bit of irony."
Luo Jinsheng nodded: "Yes! Who knows the Chinese food, the grain is hard. Even reading it is a bit angry. Good! It is a boutique!"
Chang Hao looked at it and frowned. "Weird! Actually it is the work of Zhonghai No.1 Middle School. The 12th grade of the first grade, Wu Jie. To the white leader! Look, the two of the two cities in Zhonghai City Works. Who wrote it!"
The white team leader looked at it and said: "They are all 12 classes a year! One is Zhao Zhijun! One is Lu Zhiquan!"
Chang said: "I didn't expect Zhonghai City to have such a powerful three people, and it is still the same class. How could it be so smart! Um..." Chang Hao Shen Shen said, "You see! ?"
Luo Jinsheng said: "Over! This must be won. This poem is very educational!"
The team members in the review team nodded at the same time.
The white group leader heard the words and put the work aside. I took out another one and projected it onto the curtain.
"咏柳" Jasper makeup into a tree high, thousands of hanging green silk, I do not know who the fine leaves, February spring like scissors.
After Luo Jinsheng finished the "Oh" wonder: "I did not expect this author to dare to use the ancient poem of the same name of the new dynasty poetry ‘Li Wanfu’! It is also 咏柳~EbookFREE.me~ I am really confident!

Wu Changhao said: "Although it is also the same willow! But this is the first one, I see the strength is not lower than Li Wanfu's willow."
Yu Rongdao: "I want to say! This poem is in the artistic conception, it is to exceed Li Wanfu."
Wu Changhao said: "Why do you say that?"
Yu Rongdao: "Look at you! The first two sentences, the jasper makeup is a tree high, and the 10,000 pieces hang down the green silk. It is a person's sentence! The woman of Xiaojiabiyu, the skirt swings, writes the willow tree with such an elegant perspective, who have you seen? It can be said that the first two sentences have brought the whole poem to life! The last two sentences are also unique, and there are questions and answers. It can be said that there is a unique style! I want to see this poem as the first place in the willow works."
Listening to Yu Rong said, the members of the judging panel, and then take a closer look, this poem is indeed extraordinary, nodded and praised the author's imagination.
Chang Hao looked at the author and said: "How is this class again? Xu Yiming! The level of poetry in this class is very high! Is it coincidence, or is the teacher's guidance good?"
Luo Jinsheng said: "This is not clear! But this kind of thing, can not be because people are a class, they are not allowed to produce good works continuously!"
Chang said: "This is true! I just feel a little weird. How could it be so clever! Well... how about everyone's attitude, is it still?"
The people nodded and said: "Over!"
The white group leader heard the words and put the work aside. I took out another one and projected it onto the curtain.
"People's Peach Blossoms" was in this door last year. The face of the peach blossoms is red, and the human face does not know where to go. The peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze.
After everyone in the judging panel saw it, the room was quiet... (to be continued.)
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