Became a group favorite in the arms of the villain prince after wearing a book

Chapter 256 Ugly Words Doesn’t Mean Content Worthless
"She actually..."

Yuan Mingming's expression was complicated, she didn't expect Yuan Yanyan to be a judge instead of a contestant.

"This is actually more beneficial to Miss Yuan."

Jiang Jinping said, "Even if Ms. Yanyan is prejudiced against you, her own opinion cannot be the standard of judgment."

"indeed so."

Yuan Mingming's expression softened a little.

"With her reputation and prestige, she is indeed worthy of this judge."

Although Xu Youyun didn't like Yuan Yanyan, he had to admit that Yuan Yanyan was amazing.

"Xu was honored to invite Ms. Yuan Yanyan, who was second in the literary examination of Tianzi College, to judge your works this time. I believe you all know Ms. Yuan, so I won't introduce much about Xu."

Except for Yuan Yanyan, the other four are also famous talents.Yuan Yanyan is the only woman among all the judges.

"Now, everyone who intends to participate in the Yueyue Poetry Club, you can brew it up. After a stick of incense, everyone will come to the stage in order to show their masterpieces."

The middle-aged man simply explained the rules, and all the people who participated in the Yueyue Poetry Club began to think carefully.

Someone has already started to pick up a pen, intending to write down the first draft that he has brewed first, and then polish it.

Those who are confident choose to finish writing directly after laying out the draft.

Jiang Yanming is different from them, Jiang Yanming doesn't even need to think.

After all, she didn't get her reputation as a talented woman by herself.

Jiang Yanming thought for a while, when Mingyue has this poem, it is absolutely unusable.

Even if she wanted to be a Wen Chaogong, she had to be a smart Wen Chaogong.Su Shi's water melody songs are not what she can write now.

Moreover, the style of this poem is different from all her previous writing styles.Literati in this world are not fools, if she takes out the water tune song head, she will definitely be exposed.

Although the tune of water is good, but Jiang Yanming doesn't have so many life insights at this age, and he won't be able to come back when the time comes.

Jiang Yanming thought about her own work and wrote it on paper.

"Yanyan, you think so fast."

Xu Youyun at the side sighed.

"Although I don't know why Yanyan you suddenly became so powerful, I am also happy for you."

Xu Youyun has some ideas and is not in a hurry to write.

Yuan Yanyan, who was sitting on the stage, had a correct posture, perfectly interpreting the identity of the elegant young lady.

Yuan Yanyan's gaze was fixed on Jiang Yanming.

It's strange that Jiang Yanming's level has improved too much, but there are no flaws.Next, what surprise can you give me? '

As for Yuan Mingming, she didn't pay attention at all.

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and the literati who participated in the poetry meeting showed their works on stage.

"This poem has a rich artistic conception, and it is really a masterpiece."

Yuan Yanyan: "Not bad."

"What is this poem about? Have you checked the question carefully?"

Yuan Yanyan: "General."

"The artistic conception is open, majestic and magnificent, not bad."

Yuan Yanyan: "Very good."

Although Yuan Yanyan was invited to be a judge, she was like a fisherman, and she only had one word for each evaluation.

But no one underestimated Yuan Yanyan, even though she was the youngest of all the judges, her level was not inferior to others.

Xu Youyun came onto the stage with his work, and two maids unfolded Xu Youyun's work.

"...Seeing the shadow of the moon palace in the distance, dancing and appearing in the world. The imagination is strange, and the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival is mobilized at once."

"There are very few women who can write such poems. Presumably the girl is not an ordinary person?"

Xu Youyun said: "Little girl Xu Youyun, you are making a fool of yourself."

"So it's Miss Xu."

Everyone suddenly realized that they had also heard of Xu Youyun's name as a talented woman, and it was not surprising that Miss Xu's family could write such a poem.

Yuan Yanyan propped her chin up and said with a smile, "I think this poem by sister Xu's is good, next one."

The next one was Yuan Mingming. After Yuan Mingming took the stage, he felt extremely awkward looking at Yuan Yanyan.

"Sister's work, let me have a look."

Yuan Mingming's poem level is not very high, with Xu Youyun Zhuyu in front, Yuan Mingming's poems can easily be compared.

"Unfortunately, my sister still needs to improve."

Yuan Yanyan shook her head, "Next."

The next few people failed to get Yuan Yanyan's praise, even if it was the best poem, Yuan Yanyan could always find faults.

Then, it was Jiang Yanming's turn.

The maid unfolded Jiang Yanming's work, and what the judges immediately paid attention to was not the content, but Jiang Yanming's words.

"Why is this word so ugly? Are you insulting us by letting us see this kind of thing?"

"Don't read it, I can't even write well, what good works can I have?"

Jiang Yanming's face gradually turned cold when he heard the judges ridiculing his handwriting.

"I heard that Jiang Yanming, the talented girl who ranked first in the Wen test, her handwriting is also unsightly, but she is talented."

"Can you compare with others? And how do you know that Ms. Jiang's handwriting is poor? If you don't read it, you don't read it. Hurry up and take this piece of waste paper away."

The content of Jiang Yanming's scroll was not circulated, but only the content of her works.

Therefore, there are not many people who really know that Jiang Yanming's writing skills are extremely poor.

If it was just about her words, Jiang Yanming would have nothing to say, after all, it was the truth.But denying her a whole poem just because of her words is not acceptable to her.

"You'd better apologize to me quickly, maybe this lady can forgive you." Jiang Yanming said coldly.

The man was very arrogant, "Is there any reason for your poor writing?"

Everyone in the audience was also discussing, some supported the arrogant judges, and some supported Jiang Yanming.

Yuan Yanyan smiled and did not speak.

"Okay, stop arguing."

The oldest member of the judges spoke, "The Moon-by-Moon Poetry Club is a poetry arena. We only look at the content, not the appearance. Let's read this lady's poems first."

The arrogant judge snorted coldly, "The writing is so bad, the content won't be much better."

Afterwards, the judges began to evaluate Jiang Yanming's works.

"Poor Jinxiyue, where are you going, to Yoyo?... If everything is safe and sound, why is Yun gradually becoming like a hook?"

The smile on Yuan Yanyan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a serious look.

"Everyone, what do you think?"

The older judges nodded, "Is this a poem? Imaginative, mixed wonderland, image after image, frequent changes, magical trance, grotesque, amazing."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Arrogant judges are unwilling to face reality.

"Admit it, the level of this poem is far above you and me."

The older judge sighed and looked at Jiang Yanming, "Does this poem have a name?"

Jiang Yanming said, "The magnolias are withering, drink in the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Drinking in the Mid-Autumn Festival is a good drinking in the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Everyone in the audience also saw the content of Jiang Yanming's work.

Aside from the surface, the content is top notch.

"Who the hell are you?"

The arrogant judge gritted his teeth.

Jiang Yanming took out a fan from his sleeve and unfolded it.

A word "Swallow" appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

(End of this chapter)