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Chapter 424 Your Highness, I Love You (7)

They came just in time, and there happened to be an old man above explaining the rules of this fight.

This time the competition is still the old rules, divided into three parts, namely poetry writing, pairing, painting, each part is two rounds.

In the first part, I will give a theme, and you will write poems around this theme. Fifteen people who have written in two rounds and best fit the theme will enter the next round.

The second part is to match similar pairs based on the pairs we have given, and the five people who get the best match will enter directly.

In the third part, you need to draw the picture that best suits the situation according to the requirements I gave.

Combining the results of the three rounds, the two most powerful ones are finally selected for a duel. The winner will be qualified to be the leader. Others can still challenge him as long as they feel that they are more talented than him.

Of course, the premise of the challenge is to give a sufficiently good work first.

If the challenge is successful, you will be awarded the title of leader of the month. You can enter and leave at will below the sixth floor of Wenxuan Pavilion, and you will also have the opportunity to receive guidance from Elder Wen.

If the challenge fails, the leader will still be obtained by the challenger.

By the way, Feng Ze has been the leader for three consecutive months, and he still participated this time. I don't know who among the talented people has the ability to pull Fengze from the leader position.

Well, the general rule is like this. I think everyone is gearing up and waiting impatiently. Without further ado, please choose a seat for yourself. Our first part of the competition is about to begin. How will the leader spend this time? Who falls, we will wait and see.

Shu Ge handed the folding fan to Chun Ya, randomly chose a seat where no one was around and sat down, waiting for the competition to start.

Chun Ya silently cheered for Shu Ge by the side, she thought that His Royal Highness wanted to prove his talent through this competition.

Originally, His Highness's reputation was ruined by His Highness Ran, and everyone thought that His Highness forced His Highness Ran to write those works for His Highness, but they didn't know that His Highness Ran taught His Highness Ran at the beginning.

It was also because she trusted His Highness Ran so much that she was always unprepared for her, which caused His Highness Ran to be so caught off guard when he was betrayed by His Highness, but no one believed His Highness's words and explanations.

While Chunya was thinking, the competition on the field also started, and the theme of this round was West Lake.

Now is the best time to appreciate the beautiful scenery of West Lake. Please write poems with the theme of West Lake. As the old man said, he wrote the word "West Lake" with pen and ink, and the servants next to him pulled it up and displayed it in front of everyone.

Looking at his handwriting, it can be seen that the old man still has a certain foundation. When he writes, he is vigorous and vigorous, and his fonts are full of momentum.

Shu Ge just glanced at his handwriting and got a general idea of ​​his character.

After thinking about it for a while, Shu Ge also picked up a pen and began to write poems.

[It’s good to be sunny when the water is shining, and it’s strange to see the mountains empty and rainy.

If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, it is always suitable to wear light makeup and heavy makeup. 】

Putting down the brush, looking at the words Shu Ge I wrote, I was still a little dissatisfied.

After staying in the modern world for a long time, she is a little rusty when it comes to writing with a brush. Although she can see it like this now, she can't accept it.

He decided in his heart that after returning to the palace, he would ask Chunya to prepare his pen and ink, and practicing calligraphy every day had to be put on the agenda.

Shu Ge glanced around, and there were some people around him who had already written.

The old man went down to read the poems that everyone had written and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

(End of this chapter)