Villain: I will become stronger if I accept female apprentices

"Shen Yan."

"Quiet night thinking."

Wang Qinghan sternly revealed the leader of the literati competition.

Shen disaster.

The voice came out, and everyone didn't show much surprise on their faces when they heard the words.

Some are more about recognition.

Of course, some people think that Ye Fan should be the leader, because they are not yet aware of the charm and artistic conception of Jing Yesi, so they will naturally feel that Ye Fan's ambitious poems are better and more attractive to them.

"No.2, Ye Fan."

"The ambition of Lingyun."

Wang Qinghan continued.

Ye Fan sat in his original position and listened to the finalized speech. Although there was some regret on his face, most of them still accepted it happily.

I really lost.

The loser is taken by mouth.

He muttered in his heart, he turned his head to look at the prodigal son, with a look of appreciation in his eyes.

"Both poems are amazing. One is a poem full of homesickness. Through the artistic conception of moonlit night and concise lines, the homesickness is vividly expressed, which makes people feel sad."

"One is a poem full of pride and ambition. It also uses the artistic conception of the moonlight night and the verses that hit people's hearts. It vividly expresses the unwillingness to be ordinary in the heart, and people can't help but feel excited."

"Both poems are particularly stunning, and I finally made a decision after careful consideration."

Wang Qinghan continued, and the necessary link before the end is to explain the rhyme and artistic conception of the two poems so that everyone can understand.

Everyone looked forward to it, looking forward to how this talented woman from the Wang family could explain this poem vividly.

"This piece of Thoughts at a Quiet Night, at first glance, usually looks like nothing fancy."

"There is no particularly gorgeous rhetoric, but the simplest words are used to create the most vivid and touching artistic conception."

"The "table, bright moon, moonlight, land, and hometown" in the poem are all the things people are most familiar with. The more emotions they accumulate, the more popular and natural, and the more profound the meaning."

"Combine the most ordinary things to create the deepest artistic conception."

The combination of "frost" and "moon" expresses the brightness and coldness of the moonlight, and the combination with "thinking" brings out a feeling of desolation and loneliness in my heart.

The combination of "frost, moon, and thinking", combined with the actions of "doubting, raising head, bowing head", from the close-up to the long-range and then to the close-up, from the frost on the ground to the moon in the sky, and then back to the hometown on the ground.

"Bright moon" and "hometown", one is visible and unattainable, the other is unimaginable; one is the real bright moon, and the other is the hometown that is missed in the heart. The contrast between reality and reality collides with strong emotions. "

The series of movements of "doubting, raising head, looking, bowing head, and thinking" are vivid and vivid, as if they are vividly remembered and felt personally. "

Listening to Wang Qinghan's serious and professional comment and analysis, everyone below was shocked. After understanding it carefully, they suddenly felt that this poem was really more magical.

The same is true for Ye Fan. Immediately, the last trace of depression in his heart disappeared, and he showed a relieved smile.

Losing, I lost completely, lost to this Shen Yan.

Convinced, he turned his head and took a look at Shen Yan, for some reason, he felt like wanting to make friends with him.

If you were someone else, you would naturally not have this kind of thinking, but if you were another ordinary person.

But Ye Fan didn't feel that he was inferior to others.

The prodigal son was slightly surprised when he heard the woman's serious explanation and analysis. Didn't expect her to understand so well?

Really a talented woman?

At the same time, feeling the admiring gazes cast on him by the people around him, he felt particularly refreshed.

This kind of feeling of overpowering the guy with the protagonist template is really cool.

Lian Qingqiu also pursed her red lips lightly, feeling happy for the prodigal son Miao, as if she wrote this poem,

At the same time, I was a little surprised, I didn't expect that the woman on the stage did not embarrass her master.

"Master Shen, is my taste correct?"

After a while, Wang Qinghan looked at the prodigal son and asked, the two looked at each other, Wang Qinghan was still a little embarrassed, but she didn't directly apologize for what she just said.

"Uh..."

"Miss Wang is really brilliant. You are so right. This poem of mine has been analyzed so thoroughly by you in such a short period of time."

The prodigal son did not embarrass her either, with a handsome smile on his lips, he said softly.

On the contrary, Lian Qingqiu was a little displeased and pouted slightly.

At this moment, she was still sitting on the prodigal son Miao's lap, and she still looked very inappropriate in the eyes of everyone.

The corner of Wang Qinghan's mouth couldn't help twitching again, realizing that he didn't seem to have misunderstood him.

But nothing was said.

The literati's big pen is coming to an end, and this person has already been determined to be the leader. It is obviously not good to talk about it now.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Qinghan began to narrate Ye Fan's poems carefully and seriously.

It didn't take long, and he also analyzed Ye Fan's poems relatively thoroughly. Ye Fan nodded lightly, showing a little admiration for this talented girl from the Wang family.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Qinghan selected the remaining two No.4 and No.5, and this time the literati competition can be regarded as a complete and successful conclusion.

"Everyone, this is the end of the literati competition. Thank you very much for coming and making a contribution to the way of literati."

"Five talents, please come to the stage. Steward Wang will tell you about the follow-up matters, and the rest of you can leave in an orderly manner."

Wang Qinghan said so, and after finishing speaking, he stood up and left.

Before leaving, he didn't know if he deliberately glanced at the prodigal son.

When she left, it could be seen that she was holding a piece of paper in her hand, which was written by herself and was not shown to everyone.

"Five talents, come forward."

After Wang Qinghan left, Steward Wang said with an official smile.

Immediately afterwards, the prodigal son stood up and followed, while Lian Qingqiu was sitting in place waiting for him.

Ye Fan also stood up and followed.

As for the guy who looked like he ate shit, he didn't give up his ranking this time either, and stood up with a gloomy face and walked towards the stage.

I don't know what he thinks.

The other two No.4 and No.5 did the same, walking towards the stage.

After stepping onto the stage.

Ye Fan took the initiative to walk to the side of the prodigal son, turned his head and showed him a bright smile, which caused the prodigal son to be slightly stunned for a moment, and then returned his handsome light smile.

I thought to myself, this guy with the protagonist template, does he want to get in touch with himself?

Hehe, it's a pity, I just want to use you, Ye Fan.

The prodigal son smiled evilly in his heart.

As for that guy, he stood aside with a gloomy face, casting a glance at Ye Fan from time to time.

His eyes were full of hostility.

On the contrary, when he looked at the prodigal son, there was a hint of stage fright in his eyes.

The prodigal son's aura made him dare not show any hostility.