Chapter 1066: Chapter 971 Counting Famous Personalities_2 Chapter 1066: Chapter 971 Counting Famous Personalities_2 Montarily!
The literati erupted in applause like a tidal wave!
The live broadcast reached peak excitent!
“Excellent!”
“This poem is incredible!”
“The First Pavilion truly deserves its leader!”
“This is the top literary event on Blue Star, and it certainly did not disappoint—the first poem was explosive!”
“Bian Huan, yyds!”
“I once had the pleasure of reading a major work by Teacher Bian Huan. He and his wife are very loving; he has written many love poems for her. This poem isn’t even his best; I suggest you look up ‘The Wanderer,’ which I personally think surpasses this one!”
“Very touching!”
“There’s more to co.”
“The second poem is out!”
With an exclamation, the reciter began the second poem from The First Pavilion, another exquisite work.
Then,
The Third Pavilion!
The Fourth Pavilion!
The Fifth Pavilion!
Inside the ten pavilions constructed on Mount Lu, each pavilion chose two of the best poems, a display of literary brilliance!
It was a carnival for the literati!
And for the audience too!
Countless poetry enthusiasts were beyond excited!
Especially during The Seventh Pavilion, when Shu Ziwen’s poem won thunderous applause, and the judge, An Long, even stood up to read the poem himself!
“Ah!”
“Shu Ziwen is so cool!”
“Truly worthy of being my idol!”
“No wonder The Seventh Pavilion held Shu Ziwen in such high esteem, seems he’s bound to beco famous today, and his status in the literary world is set to soar!”
“I thought they were just mutually praising each other for publicity!”
“Turns out they’re legit aweso. Xian Yu, do you now see who Shu Ziwen is!?”
“A battle of titans!”
“With them around, the literary scene on Blue Star will thrive eternally!”
“Almost at The Tenth Pavilion!”
“The Tenth Pavilion, Hua Weiming’s verses?”
“Oh, what a good fellow, it’s a lyric poem!”
“Hua Weiming wrote it, it’s ‘Like a Dream!'”
“Teacher Hua Weiming had composed more than one ‘Like a Dream’ in his early days and is very skilled in this form, wonder how this one fares?”
Amidst the discussion,
The result for The Tenth Pavilion was announced!
Hua Weiming effortlessly claid the leadership of The Tenth Pavilion with a ‘Like a Dream,’ pushing the poetry contest to its climax!
This lyric, was praised unanimously by seven judges!
Why seven?
Because He Qinghuan seed a bit out of sorts.
With various celebrations ongoing and applause like waves crashing one after another like a tsunami, he was indifferent and even seed amused.
The audience paid him no heed.
Nor did the literati pay attention to He Qinghuan’s peculiar behavior.
Regarding He Qinghuan’s odd behavior, everyone had their suspicions.
They thought He Qinghuan might be in a bad mood.
Because Xian Yu is from Qin Continent, and so is He Qinghuan.
But now, as Xian Yu had withdrawn, Qin Continent had lost a major talent, turning almost all the spotlight of the poetry contest to Zhao Continent!
Zhao Continent’s poetry truly flourished!
The literati and live audience were thoroughly captivated by Hua Weiming’s ‘Like a Dream’!
“Indeed!!”
“The top bigwigs always co last!”
“If there were a battle among the ten pavilions, Teacher Hua Weiming in this round would rank first and Shu Ziwen second!”
“But the others aren’t bad either.”
“Basically, every pavilion had stunning masterpieces!”
“So, Xian Yu, what are you pretending for?”
“He really isn’t fit to be a judge.”
“Now that you ntion it, I just rembered Xian Yu is still around, hahahaha, he must be feeling quite embarrassed now. The literary world doesn’t care if you call yourself ‘Maestro,’ it speaks through poetry, now does he dare to compare himself to a roc, or claim he can be a teacher!?”
The literati’s fans were counterattacking!
Many people disliked Xian Yu!
As for the neutrals, they were very content with the quality of the poetry contest and didn’t bring up Xian Yu’s matter anymore.
For a ti.
Those supporting Xian Yu felt stifled and angry!
They had to admit that the group of literati at the poetry contest indeed had true skill, even the harsh and critical judges showed strong recognition for these poems.
However…
They couldn’t bring themselves to admit that Xian Yu had lost!
So fans of Xian Yu angrily said, “Which of these poems surpasses the one Xian Yu read against the literati earlier?”
“Seems like you have a problem with comprehension.”
A fan of the literati laughed, “This is thed poetry, where literati are constrained creatively, it’s like dancing gracefully while shackled. How can you compare that to spontaneous creation? If you talk about on-the-spot performance, I trust the literati’s judgnt more. Xian Yu had prepared that poem beforehand, obviously knowing that the literati would challenge him. Reaching his current status, I don’t think he’s a fool. Although he manages to bring grandiose with his comparison to a roc, does he really have the ability to soar in the literary world? If he can’t, isn’t that poem just pure self-praise and self-promotion, making him even more embarrassing?”
Damn!
Xian Yu’s fans were furious!
Soone argued, “Don’t you know literary creation involves artistic craftsmanship?”
A fan of the literati sardonically replied, “Ah, so it’s not really aweso, just ‘artistically crafted’ huh? Isn’t that admitting the truth?”
The literati’s fans were also upset before.
Xian Yu had challenged countless literati, often leaving the whole venue speechless.
Back then, the literati’s fans felt distressed, and now they were venting fiercely!
…
For a ti.
Both the venue and the live broadcast were boiling!
Whether the literati won or lost in the first round, at this mont, they all had smiles on their faces, proud even in defeat, for the opponents were indeed formidable.
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