manynovel Chapter 187
Chapter 187
The people were talking.
On the side.
Several professors passed Jiang Chen's poems to each other and found that the two poems were indeed a bit difficult to understand.
The sentences were very confusing and there was no artistic conception.
What was going on?
With Jiang Chen's strength.
He shouldn't have written such a low-level poem, right?
Just when several old professors were frowning and at a loss,
Xu Mengyao, who had been following Gong Yiyi, suddenly pointed at Jiang Chen's rice paper and said unconfidently: "Professor, do you think this... this poem is written backwards?"
When she poured tea for Jiang Chen earlier, she happened to catch a glimpse of Jiang Chen writing a poem, which seemed to be written from back to front.
She thought it was a bit strange at the time.
However, Jiang Chen's brother-in-law has always liked to do strange things, so she didn't ask much, for fear of making Jiang Chen angry and being laughed at again.
After hearing her words.
Several old professors were stunned.
Then Gu Yuanwen's eyes suddenly lit up and he clapped his hands heavily:
"It's true!"
"Both of Jiang Chen's poems are written backwards!"
He was a little excited, and felt a little ashamed in his heart.
They, the old guys, were led into a misconception by Jiang Chen's previous "Pipa Xing", and they preconceived that Jiang Chen must write poems in order.
For a moment, he did not think about writing in the opposite direction.
Fortunately, the little girl reminded him.
Otherwise, it would take a long time to react.
"Quick, bring paper and pen!"
He excitedly ordered to the side.
The young author next to him did not know what happened.
But he still followed Gu Yuanwen's instructions and quickly laid out paper and pen on the table.
Gu Yuanwen picked up the brush, compared Jiang Chen's poem, and copied it word by word on the rice paper.
His action quickly attracted the attention of the authors in the hall.
"What's going on? What is Professor Gu doing?"
"It seems that there is a mystery hidden in Jiang Chen's poem, and the old professor is trying to decipher it."
"Haha, are you kidding? I've read that poem several times. It's so messed up. What mystery can there be?"
"I guess Jiang Chen was drunk at the time. I heard that he drank more than a dozen cups."
"What logic can there be in something written when drunk?"
"The old professors are still too cautious. In my opinion, just announce that Zhuo Shutong is the top writer."
"If netizens are not convinced, just post these two poems written by Jiang Chen."
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The female host finally squeezed into the center of the crowd with a camera.
Curiously, she pointed the camera at the rice paper in front of Professor Gu Yuanwen.
The old professor's handwriting was vigorous, elegant and beautiful.
At this time.
He had already written the first line of the poem on the paper:
No birds fly in the thousands of mountains.
.......
In the hall.
The discussion suddenly became much quieter.
Everyone silently recited the line of poetry written by the old professor, and their faces changed.
This poem reads very smoothly.
Is there really a secret hidden in Jiang Chen's poem?
Soon, someone discovered the secret.
"Alas! Jiang Chen's poem is written in reverse!"
The author who first discovered it exclaimed.
It attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone's eyes fell on the paper in front of Professor Gu Yuanwen.
The old professor wrote quickly.
In a short while.
A graceful and vigorous poem appeared on the paper:
Snow on the River
No birds fly in the thousands of mountains,
No trace of people in the thousands of paths.
An old man in a straw hat and raincoat is fishing alone in the cold river snow.
Looking at the four lines of poetry on the paper.
The hall was suddenly silent for a moment.
This is a very simple poem, a total of twenty words.
But when everyone silently recited it, they could not help but think of an old man wearing a straw raincoat and hat, sitting alone in a small boat in the snowy winter, fishing quietly on the lake in the deserted mountains.
The old man's shoulders and the top of his straw raincoat and hat were already covered with white snow, but he remained motionless, slowly waiting for the fish to bite the hook.
It seemed that the old man was the only one left in the world.
A feeling of loneliness and solitude arose from everyone's heart.
This is a poem about loneliness.
In just twenty words, it creates a vivid artistic conception and picture.
The word "loneliness" is fully reflected.
"Dry"
Clean! This poem is so clean! "
Gu Yuanwen put the brush aside, looked at the poem on the paper, and sighed.
There is really no extra word in Jiang Chen's poem.
Not a single word can be changed.
A poem that uses words to the peak.
"Jiang Chen's talent is really shocking."
"This poem is really wonderful."
"You see, this is actually a hidden poem. "
He sighed again.
After listening to the old professor's words.
Everyone looked at the paper again.
Only then did they realize.
Sure enough, the first word of the four-line poem, when connected together, turned out to be the four words "Ten Thousand Loneliness"!
Ten Thousand Loneliness!
This poem perfectly fits the theme of the first round of "Loneliness".
In the hall.
There was silence.
The authors who had just spoken out about Jiang Chen were all stunned at this moment.
Their faces turned pale and hot.
Who would have thought that Jiang Chen's poem actually contained a mystery!
This bastard, why did he have to write the poem backwards instead of writing it properly?!
It made them so embarrassed.
In the live broadcast room.
The barrage had already exploded:
"Haha, look at the expressions of those authors, they made me laugh to death!"
"I knew that Brother Chen's poems would definitely not be messy."
"Bullshit, that's not what you said just now. ”
“My brother was playing with his phone just now. He doesn’t understand anything. I’ll beat him up later.”
“Brother Chen’s poem is really good. Just read it and the picture comes out.”
“That’s awesome, my brother Chen.”
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Zhuo Shutong looked at the lines of poetry on the table with a complicated look.
She had also seen this poem on Jiang Chen’s rice paper.
However, when Jiang Chen said she couldn’t understand it, she was still a little unconvinced.
But now it seems.
What Jiang Chen said... is really right.
This poem is much more clever and ingenious than hers.
This is a reflection of the huge gap in their literary skills.
Among the authors in the hall, the first one to see the mystery in the poem was actually the little girl Xu Mengyao.
She is not the author, but she came to join in the fun. What a fuss!
Embarrassing.
It's so embarrassing!
Zhuo Shutong thought of what she had said to Jiang Chen before, and suddenly felt her face burning.
She wished she could find a hole to crawl into at this moment.
With Jiang Chen's talent, maybe he really treated her like a fool at that time.
Zhang Hanming had the same feeling as Zhuo Shutong.
He looked at "Jiang Xue" on the paper and sighed softly.
No wonder he lost to a young man like Jiang Chen at his age.
This kid's talent is really weird.
"Quick, look at what Jiang Chen wrote on the other piece of rice paper? "
After reciting 'Jiang Xue' several times, Murong Fu could not wait to speak.
The topic of the second round of 'Ci' competition was set by him.
He wanted to see what kind of Ci Jiang Chen would write under his topic.
Gu Yuanwen spread another piece of rice paper of Jiang Chen on the table.
Then he did the same as before.
Copy it backwards sentence by sentence.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the paper.
The topic set by Professor Murong Fu was difficult, and they all wanted to see how Jiang Chen answered it.
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