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Everyone on the three flower boats stood up and saluted to the audience. When the judges ordered the competition to start, the two flower boats in Yunshui Pavilion, Mingfeng Court, Yangzhou, were busy. The maids and servants were busy laying paper and grinding ink. The scholars and talents on the boat also stood up and started to pace with their hands behind their backs, frowned and thought. Occasionally, they immediately rushed to the table and wrote their pens and wrote good sentences, and were busy.

In sharp contrast, Lin Jue was still sitting straight on the bow of Qunfang Pavilion, like a wooden stake. The thick boy beside him laid paper and started grinding ink, but Lin Jue looked at the bright moon in the sky, looking like a dementia, and was not thinking at all, making people confused.

If at first someone thought he had a grove and was so elegant, as time went by, everyone felt something was wrong. Because the scholars and celebrities on the other two ships had already written a lot of joy, several lyrics had been written, and a blockbuster of cheers came. And it seemed that the best lyrics had been selected and had been sent to the boat hall to compose music by the musician. There were also vague music and singing in the boat hall, and Qin Xiaoxiao and Feng Susu seemed to have started practicing.

"What are you doing? There is a time limit. The two incense sticks will be tested as soon as the time comes. Will Lin Jue succeed?"

"Young Master Zhang, if he fails, are you successful? You are so capable, why don't you volunteer to help the boxing? Unfortunately, you failed to even get a chance to get it out of your way."

"You guys are worried about him, but you came to expose my scars. I have been reading books for more than ten years and wrote a few poems, but I was ridiculed by your mud legs. Bah! Don't accept my words, I don't care about you and have no need to lower my identity."

"Tsk! You are so embarrassed to look down on me. After studying for more than ten years, even Shi Mianzi had a look. You are so embarrassed to say that if I study, I might have become an official. Even if I don't study, I will make a living by my strength now. I am always better than you, a weak person who is not as good as a martial artist. Do you ignore me? Do I like to pay attention to you?"

"You...a vulgar person is not worthy of argument."

“…”

The people below were so anxious that they all started fighting and were in a mess. However, the situation on the flower boat did not change. Lin Jue was still sitting there without any movement, while the cheers and praises on the other two flower boats became even louder. Occasionally, there was a burst of applause, which was a lyrics that were praised by everyone and praised.

The time of the incense was burned out quickly, and the second incense was quickly burned half of it under the night wind. The scholars and talents on the two flower boats in Yangzhou City seemed to have done all the poems and selected the best four poems. There was a sound of music in the cabin and the rehearsal was being accelerated. Many scholars of boxing were fine, shaking their palm-fried fans and looking at the flower boats in Qunfang Pavilion. They pointed at Lin Jue, who was stunned, and didn't know what they were saying, and burst into laughter from time to time.

When the second incense stick was still a small piece, the people on the Qunfang Pavilion flower boat seemed to be unable to help it anymore. Several women rushed to the bow of the boat and came to Lin Jue and whispered something. After that, Lin Jue stood up reluctantly and walked to the table and picked up the brush. After a moment of being stunned, he wrote the lyrics.

As Zhao Zimo shouted, "Time is up!", everyone cheered up, and the final overtime was about to begin.

"Please draw lots from the three families." Zhao Zimo's bamboo lined up next to the three red boats and gently slid over the three red boats. The person who was carrying the oars carried a cloth bag and held a cloth bag onto the deck. The people on the three families took out a ball of velvet wrapped in colored thread from the cloth bag.

"The colored ball is hollow, with serial numbers inside. Please show it in public." Zhao Zimo said with a smile.

Only then did everyone realize that for the sake of fairness, this time the number was placed among three identical colored balls. The servant who was drawing lots in Mingfengyuan stripped off the colored balls and took out a lot of paper from it. When he expanded it, it was a black word "2", which was the second one to appear.

The maid who drew lots on the Yunshui Pavilion ship there was the same method, showing it in public was a big "three". Needless to say, Qunfang Pavilion was the first to appear. Of course, in order to show fairness, Zhao Zimo still asked Lin Hu who drew lots on Qunfang Pavilion to display the note, which was naturally a big "one".

"The lottery has been completed, and the result is as everyone saw. Qunfang Pavilion is the first performance of the new lyrics and new songs about the wind. Please!" After Zhao Zimo finished speaking, everyone opened their eyes wide and looked forward to Qunfang Pavilion's new poetry and new songs. However, the next moment, everyone almost fell to the ground.

"We will admit defeat in this battle, you can compete." Lin Jue stood at the bow of the boat and waved his hand. The people on the shore heard it clearly.

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Everyone rolled their eyes and gave up so easily. It was really unexpected.

"Mr. Lin, I remind you that this is the final extra game. Have you really given up easily? Is this what you mean or what everyone in Qunfang Pavilion means?" Zhao Zimo reminded.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Lin means our Qunfang Pavilion." Chu Xiangxiang stood on the bow of the boat and looked down at Zhao Zimo and saluted.

Zhao Zimo was helpless and wanted to make the final persuasion, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Lin, if you give up this first city, you will lose one game."

"I understand. There are four games in total, and there are three more games. If you win all of them, it will be the first. Thank you Mr. Zhao for your reminder." Lin Jue said with a smile.

Three black lines fell on Zhao Zimo's head, and his eyes flew into the sky. This guy was very arrogant. However, Zhao Zimo had no choice. He was the emcee and could not involve too many personal emotions. The persuasion just now shouldn't be.

"Forget it." Zhao Zimo stopped talking, turned to bow to the dark people and whispered: "Everyone, since Qunfang Pavilion announced that it would give up the performance in this round, Qunfang Pavilion ranked last in this round. According to the rules, Yunshui Pavilion and Mingfeng Academy can continue to compete for the first place in this round, and the first one will get one point. After four games, the person who accumulates the highest score will be the courtesan."

Feng Susu of Mingfeng Academy took the lead in appearance. She changed her clothes and turned into a playful village girl at this moment, looking cute and cute. She held two tooth boards in her hand and stood at the bow of the boat. The simple music of silk and bamboo started to hit the tooth board, and Feng Susu sang delicately.

"I hate this wind, urging me to separate! The boat can blow like flying, because why can't my eyebrows spread? It's irresistible to the wind!"

"It's not this boat that carries lovesickness? If the boat misses me alone? Carry everyone to sleep under the tent, thank you Feng'er!"

Feng Susu's voice is sweet and beautiful. It can be heard that she is of average accomplishment in singing, but it is this kind of youthfulness in singing that gives people a sense of freshness and nature. Combined with this song written in slang, it also has a sense of harmony that complements each other and complements the appropriateness of the song. Although this lyric is written in slang, it is this kind of popular feeling that is different from those lyrics that use very elegant lyrics. Instead, it gives people a sense of surprise that I am used to eating the delicacies of mountains and seas, but I taste the freshness of mountains and fields.

The people in the audience applauded with smiles, and everyone in the judges' seat applauded and nodded. The lyrics and music are harmonious, fresh and pleasant, and it is a good performance.

After Feng Susu curled his skirts to the crowd below the stage, he turned to the dozen scholars and talents sitting around him. A man in his thirty years stood up and returned the salute, which was the author of this poem. Some people recognized this person. He was Shi Xiaoyou, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and his status in the literary world was not obvious. But it was obvious that after tonight, Shi Xiaoyou's fame will surely rise sharply.

After Mingfengyuan, Yunshui Pavilion appeared, and everyone was extremely expecting Qin Xiaoxiao from Yunshui Pavilion. Because in the previous performance, Qin Xiaoxiao successfully squeezed into the final with two new lyrics. The two lyrics in "Bu Suanzi" and "Manjianghong" in that game were also extremely amazing and received unanimous praise from everyone. This fully demonstrates that the boxing scholars invited by Yunshui Pavilion are strong. Moreover, Qin Xiaoxiao is good at singing skills, and Yunshui Pavilion is extremely competitive in this regard.

Qin Xiaoxiao was still wearing a long green lake dress, with high clouds and tall clouds standing on the bow of the boat. The sound of silk and bamboo rose, and Qin Xiaoxiao spoke and sang.

"Shang Biao suddenly appeared, and it was just a while ago, and Xiao Xiao was still alive. He was shocked. He was carrying a green lamp and chanting the shadows, and chanting sad poems. It was intermittent and no basis. I tried to stand in the deserted courtyard to listen. Where? But the fallen leaves are all over the steps, but there are only high trees."

"The dream is blocked when you return from a long journey. You can't stop your ears from old age. You are sick and sad. The old mountain courtyards. I think of the lonely geese and whispering in the whispers. I count the points and make the bananas and drizzle. I avoid the pain of nowhere. This idle sorrow is even more painful late at night."

Qin Xiaoxiao's singing voice is indeed graceful and beautiful, and her singing skills are indeed superb. A new lyric is sing without any hindrance, like flowing water, unobstructed, and perfect. However, due to the tone of this lyric, she failed to play the advantages of her wide range of voice, and the whole lyrics is slightly dull.

Moreover, the lyrics were sung, which caused some controversy in the audience.

"Isn't it about wind? Why didn't I hear the word "wind" after singing a song?"

"Aren't you an outsider? Although you didn't point the word "wind", you think there is wind. Shang Zhe suddenly burst out, and it was just a slapped. Shang Zhe was the autumn wind. What is this wind? The fallen leaves are all over the steps, but there are tall trees. What is this wind? Where can there be no wind? Where does the 'fallen leaves be all over the steps'?"

"Oh. So that's it. It's embarrassing to see this. I didn't expect that this section was deliberately not named Feng, but there was a sound of wind and a scene of wind falling through the leaves. I was stupid."

"Hahaha, what's the shame about this? Brother, I'm afraid I'm fascinated by Qin Xiaoxiao's singing, I just didn't listen carefully."

"Haha, maybe. So what do you think of this poem?"

"Well... the lyrics are excellent, but... it's a little deliberate and not beautiful. Moreover, this lyrics are depressed and depressed, too sad, but not suitable for the situation. Besides, it doesn't match Qin Xiaoxiao's temperament. Qin Xiaoxiao may be more suitable for singing this song when she is thirty years old. In the following foolish opinion, it is not as harmonious as the fresh and natural man song in Mingfengyuan in front."

"Well... I think this is true after you say this. A conversation with you is better than reading for ten years. How about going back and have a drink?"

"Hahaha, I'm so proud of it, it's easy to say."

The first round of judgment results in the judges' seat have come out. As the two scholars in the audience discussed, although the lyrics sung by Qin Xiaoxiao are good, they are not very suitable for such profound and sad lyrics. It is obvious that Qin Xiaoxiao is quite young and cannot control such lyrics at all, so it gives people a sense of disagreement. Instead, the judges prefer the first slang word. Therefore, the final result is that Mingfengyuan's above-mentioned evaluations and the upper-level Yunshui Pavilion defeated Qin Xiaoxiao's Yunshui Pavilion.

As soon as the result was announced, it was beyond everyone's expectations. Mingfengyuan had a big upset.

The second round of draws began, and Mingfeng Academy was the first to appear in this round, Yunshui Pavilion was the second, and Qunfang Pavilion finally appeared. After Zhao Zimo announced the title of "Flower", Feng Susu of Mingfeng Academy made a debut with the first round of upset power.

Feng Susu changed her style again, with her long skirt at the end, her hair was as beautiful as a cloud, and her graceful posture. She went on stage with her pipa in her arms. After celebrating her, she plucked the strings with her bare hands and sang a slow lyric of "The Song of the Six States".

"The east wind is about to focus on it, and put on the small peach branches first.

The red and pink are greasy, as delicate as drunk, leaning on the red door.

Remembering the New Year, the new makeup is hidden, facing the water bank, spring is about to be halfway through, the clouds are warm, the slanting bridge is turning, and the west of the city is surrounded by the city.

The grass is soft and the sha is flat, the horse is weeping and the willows are crossing, and the jade is neighing.

I recognized the Eye and smiled with my eyebrows, my face was thin and my body was covered with swallow's fat. The embroidered household once looked at it, and I felt sorry for it."

"Where we work together, the fragrance is like fog, the red follows the steps, and the spring is late.

Who should ask if you lose weight? Only flowers know, tears fall in vain.

The swallows and mist and rain flew together again in the old hall.

People grow old, spring is better, and dream of good times. When you travel to Liu Lang before, there are a few romantic lands, and flowers should be sad. But the vast evening mist is broken, and the eyes are broken, and the past is hard to chase after."

This lyrics are really beautiful, with gentle emotions, sincere feelings, lingering and charming, and extremely moving. Feng Susu's singing is still remarkable. Although her voice is average, the lyrics are composed in the mid-note, perfectly covering up the defects in her singing and voice. But perhaps because time is too hasty, the musician's songs are a little stiff. In order to cover up the weakness of her voice, the whole song is too dull. There is no explosive point in the later part of the explosion, giving people a feeling that they can't open their arms through the shoe.

The biggest failure occurred at the end of the song. Perhaps it was because of the lack of the whole song, in order to create a better atmosphere, or to show a better self, Feng Susu actually performed the skill of the one-handed pipa and one-handed hole flute ensemble in the end to enhance the meaning of the song. However, Tang Yu and others, who had a smile on their faces, immediately changed their faces. In Tang Yu's heart, a very good performance became a juggling monkey show.

The audience's reaction was also very ordinary, and only polite applause was given, which meant that the effect was not good.

Qin Xiaoxiao appeared in Yunshui Pavilion, and Qin Xiaoxiao was still the same, wearing a long dress and graceful face. But judging from her expression, she became much more solemn at this moment. Perhaps it was because the first defeat brought some pressure.

There were no silk and bamboo, no flute, and no music. Qin Xiaoxiao's voice sounded gently in this silence. It was a song "Yuehua Qing".

"Snow is pressing against the spring in the courtyard, the fragrance floats on the flowers and moon, and I am still shy and thin. I am lonely and come back to my pillow. I heard a dry magpies. I have tears in my pink, and I am in the rain, and I am in the clear dreams and the cold clouds are lonely. I am gone. It is Jiang Mei once promised, and the poet chanted it.

The morning breeze drifts away. Don’t let go of fragrant skin, thinness is like a slimming. The deep apricot and peaches are deep, and the weather is bright and bright. For the beautiful scenery, you might as well have fun. Mix it. Take a cup and drink it alone."

The song was empty and resentful, like a pool of mist slowly rising under the moon, slowly covering everyone on and off the stage, until it enveloped everyone. Everyone on and off the stage was shrouded by this faint loneliness, as if listening to Qin Xiaoxiao telling her thoughts. That feeling was both beautiful and mysterious but also a kind of dark sadness.

Qin Xiaoxiao obviously knows the strengths of her voice. Her voice has a natural magnetic nature, just like the low sound of bells and chimes. Although the whole song is still mainly mid- and low, it is very different from the previous song. The middle and low switches are free, the meaning of the lyrics, the music and the words are perfectly integrated, and the thoughts are endless.

"Okay! It's really good. The lyrics are good, the songs are good, and the singing is better." Yuan Xiandao sighed in the judge's seat, shaking his gray beard with satisfaction. No one refuted his words, and the poem was desolate and graceful but not hurtful. It seemed extremely appropriate to cooperate with Qin Xiaoxiao's magnetic voice singing. Even Tang Yu believed that if there were the sounds of silk and bamboo, such an effect might not be achieved.

After the song ended, there was a thunderous applause from the audience. Not far from Qin Xiaoxiao, a scholar stood up and Qin Xiaoxiao raised his skirt to salute him. However, everyone knew this man. This was Song Anping, a famous scholar in the Daming Mansion who wrote the song "Bu Suanzi" for Qin Xiaoxiao during the competition. This person is already singing the second song today, which shows that his talent and learning are amazing.

Anyone with discerning eyes actually understands that Qin Xiaoxiao is much better than Feng Susu's lyrics and music singing in this round. After the accidental defeat in the first round, Qin Xiaoxiao obviously has shown his real skills. Feng Susu is definitely not his opponent in this round. However, there is a Qunfang Pavilion to perform later. I don't know how good the Qunfang Pavilion is, and I don't know whether Qin Xiaoxiao can win a championship in the end in the second round.

Because of the abstention in the first round, the audience below were actually looking forward to the upcoming performance of Qunfang Pavilion in the second round. But they were also very conflicted, because after seeing Qin Xiaoxiao's song, they felt that Qunfang Pavilion might not be an opponent. If they could not win this game, they would lose two consecutive games. The two Qing Pavilions in Yangzhou each won one victory, and Qunfang Pavilion would be hard to have a chance to win back.

Zhao Zimo's wooden raft came to Qunfang Pavilion's flower boat plan, and was about to announce the performance of Qunfang Pavilion. Suddenly, Zhao Zimo saw Lin Jue poking his head to wave.

Zhao Zimo hurriedly raised his head and clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Lin, how can I ask what instructions do you have?"

Lin Jue smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao is please announce that Qunfangge abstained from this round."

"Ah?" Zhao Zimo almost staggered into the water. If the servant beside him hadn't been holding him up with quick eyes, he would have become a slaughter.

Zhao Zimo calmed down and frowned, "Young Master Lin, I heard it right, are you saying that you want to abstain from power again?"

Lin Jue smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao heard it correctly, we abstain from it."

"Young Master Lin, hey, it's not that I'm talking too much. This is the second game. You have to abstain from the power again. Are you not planning to compete for the position of the courtesan?" Zhao Zimo said smacking his lips.

"Who said? If we don't compete for the courtesan, why should we participate? Of course we will compete for the courtesan." Lin Jue said with a smile.

"But... you have abstained for two consecutive games, how can you compete for the courtesan?" Zhao Zimo sighed.

"There are four games in total? The first game Mingfengyuan won, and the second game is that Yunshui Pavilion won. The two of them each won one game, and there are two games in the future. Wouldn't we win all of them? Just two wins. Can't Mr. Zhao settle the account?" Lin Jue nodded with a smile.

"..." Zhao Zimo was speechless. He looked up at Lin Jue's smiling face, and sighed for a while: "Mr. Lin, Old Master Bi admires your confidence. But this is a real competition, it's not just a word. Do you win if you say it? Forget it, I won't talk much. Is Mr. Lin sure he wants to abstain? Or should he think twice? "

Lin Jue nodded and said, "A gentleman's words will not regret it. We abstain from it. Mr. Zhao will announce it."

Zhao Zimo turned around helplessly, calmed down, and announced the news of Qunfang Pavilion's abstention again to the waiting people. Hearing this, the audience became even more boiling like a pot of boiling water. Some were shocked, some were scolding, some were sighing, and some were angry. Many people even analyzed seriously.
To be continued...