The best milk dad, Xiaoyao Emperor

Chapter 277 Stunning five-character quatrains (35 complement yesterday)
"Mr. Ye, this..." Although Ye Zhenmin knew that Ye Xiaoyao was very good, the competition was not martial arts, but poetry. Can Ye Xiaoyao really do it?

"Calm down, calm down!" Ye Xiaoyao smiled slightly, "Principal, use Mike now to tell everyone present about this matter!"

After hearing Ye Xiaoyao's words, everyone shook their heads helplessly. It seemed that Ye Xiaoyao really wanted to make things bigger!
"This...well..." Seeing that Ye Xiaoyao insisted on this, the principal could only do what Ye Xiaoyao said!
After hearing Ye Xiaoyao's words, Jia Qingxu smiled disdainfully, even if this Ye Xiaoyao was rich and powerful, so what?He is not hypocritical at all when he really competes in poetry and poetry.

"Since you want to be insulted so much, then this old man will satisfy you!" Jia Qingxu said contemptuously.

At this time, the principal had already used Mike to inform everyone present about the bet between Ye Xiaoyao and Jia Qingxu!

After hearing the news, everyone was in an uproar, who is Mr. Ye?How dare you challenge Jia Qingxu?This is simply a car with a mantis arm!

Among the crowd, Xu Molan was slightly taken aback, Mr. Ye?Could it be that Mr. Ye is really here?
In a hurry, Xu Molan squeezed to the front of the crowd, wanting to see if it was Ye Xiaoyao who came!

"Molan...hey...why...?" Xu Molan's roommate was a little surprised, what happened to Xu Molan?Why did it happen all of a sudden?
On the stage, another old man appeared in front of Ye Xiaoyao and Jia Qingxu.

"Old man, the president of Huaxia Association, Li Yutong, may I have the honor to be the referee of this competition?" Li Yutong asked with a smile.

Li Yutong!It turned out to be Li Yutong!

After hearing the old man's name, the audience was in an uproar. For Li Yutong, everyone basically only knew his name but not the person, because Li Yutong's name is really too famous!In China's contemporary literary world, Li Yutong is the absolute No.1, there is no second person who can replace him!
"Of course, it would be great if Li honestly wanted to be the referee!" For Li Yutong, Jia Qingxu admired him sincerely, without any disrespect!
Ye Xiaoyao also nodded and said nothing else. It would be better to have a notary here for such a competition, so as to save trouble!

"The old man will ask you to come up with the first question!" Li Yutong said with a smile, "Nowadays, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. For the first question, you two use spring as the theme and write a poem!"

After finishing the question, Li Yutong turned to look at the two of them: "Which of you two will come first?"

"Let him come first, lest he scold me for not knowing how to respect the old and love the young!" Ye Xiaoyao shrugged and mocked Jia Qingxu again.

"You...huh! Just come!" After thinking for a while, Jia Qingxu picked up a pen and began to write on the paper.It took more than ten minutes to write, revise and revise before I finished this poem about spring!

"Spring is a colorful book——

yellow cauliflower,

red kapok,
green plumeria tree,

White mango blossoms...

Spring is a book that can laugh——

The kid laughed,
Dimples are round and large;
Mom laughed,

Open your mouth wide...

Spring is a book that can sing—

The spring thunder rumbled,
The spring rain is ticking,
Swallows chirp,
frog croak croak,
Little friend la la la..."

Not to mention, Jia Qingxu's poems are really good, Li Yutong nodded in satisfaction, after all, it only takes about ten minutes, and it is not easy to write such a poem.

"The name of this poem should be "Spring"!" Jia Qingxu said.

"Is this also called poetry?" Ye Xiaoyao smiled disdainfully.

"Why isn't it called poetry! Prose poetry is also a kind of poetry! Back then, there was no regulation on the subject of poetry!" Jia Qingxu said angrily, "If you can't do it, then kneel down and apologize to me now!"

"Can't do it? Really, I, Ye Xiaoyao, really can't do such a low-level poem!" Ye Xiaoyao shook his head.

"You! Don't show your quick tongue!" Jia Qingxu was furious again.

"See if you don't give up on seeing the Yellow River!" Ye Xiaoyao shook his head, "Forget it, then I'll make you give up completely!"

As he said that, Ye Xiaoyao spoke slowly, without even thinking about it: "The country is beautiful in Chiri, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze."

What?It turned out to be a five-character quatrain? !
After hearing Ye Xiaoyao's first two sentences, everyone's eyes widened. They thought Ye Xiaoyao would write a prose poem in the same way, but they didn't expect Ye Xiaoyao to open his mouth and it turned out to be a five-character quatrain!

Of course, Li Yutong was the one who was most surprised. It has been many years, and Huaxia has never produced a decent quatrain poem. Although he has not heard the complete poem in Ye Xiaoyao's mouth, it is only the first two sentences. , it can already be counted as a classic!
"Swallows fly in the mud, mandarin ducks sleep in the sand." Ye Xiaoyao said lightly, ending his poem!

"Good! Good! Good!" Li Yutong was so excited that he burst into tears three times in a row. Such a poem can be called a classic!This five-character quatrain has a bright and distant artistic conception and a fresh style.The antithesis of the whole poem is neat, but it is natural and smooth, without embellishment; the description of the scenery is clear and delicate, without any trace.

As soon as Ye Xiaoyao's words fell, everyone looked at Ye Xiaoyao in shock. They thought Ye Xiaoyao was just a bronze, but they didn't expect to be a king!

"Mr. Ye is such a master, even an old man should be willing to bow down!" Li Yutong bowed to Ye Xiaoyao and said sincerely.

"Old man, thank you!" Ye Xiaoyao hurriedly stepped forward to help Li Yutong up. For Li Yutong, Ye Xiaoyao admired him very much. He didn't have that annoying temper. Although he was famous and talented, he was approachable.

"This round, Mr. Ye won! I think you have no objection, right?" Li Yutong looked at Jia Qingxu, at this time Jia Qingxu's face was flushed, and he nodded, he lost!In fact, Jia Qingxu knew from the first two lines of Ye Xiaoyao's poem that he lost!

But that's okay!With two victories in three rounds, Jia Qingxu believed that he would be able to win one round in the second round!

"Since everyone has no opinion, Mr. Ye wins this game!" Li Yutong announced the final result.

"Wow! This Mr. Ye is really amazing, he can write such poems, and even Jia Qingxu is no match for him!"

"What! Maybe the blind cat ran into a dead mouse? Isn't there still two rounds left? Mr. Jia's strength is unfathomable, and he will definitely win it back!"

"That's right, Mr. Jia is an old-fashioned poet. How can Mr. Ye compare?"

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, although Ye Xiaoyao's performance was amazing, but everyone was still more optimistic about Jia Qingxu!
(End of this chapter)