My Inner Thought is Exposed! The Villain Family Defy Their Fate! Chapter 176 - 78: Why Do I Feel Like You’re Saying I’m Blind

Yun Wanyao had to give up the idea of continuing to incite.

This is a grand plan, to be pursued gradually in the future.

Soon, Jiang Zitang had completed her second poem on stage, and Lord Sacrificial Officer along with the four scholars all nodded in satisfaction, praising it.

Lord Sacrificial Officer stroked his beard, smiling broadly as he looked around at the noble young n and won, his deep voice echoed slowly.

An impassioned speech pulled all the noble young n’s and won’s attention back to him, including the group led by Yun Wanye.

Wei Chaohui looked up at the stage, speaking lazily, "Oh, the opening speech is over, next should be Jiang the Talented Lady’s new work, let’s all listen carefully."

[After waiting for so long, this winter banquet is finally starting officially.]

[Let think, what are the steps of the winter banquet?]

[First, all the participants arrive; second, find a seat; third, Lord Sacrificial Officer delivers the opening speech; fourth, Jiang Zitang composes a poem; fifth, appreciation; sixth, cordial social exchange.]

[What does cordial social exchange an?]

[It ans people of talent can show off to their heart’s content today, this banquet is also a good opportunity for literary talents to gain recognition.]

[If one can create a good poem or article, they could beco famous in Haojing the next day, gaining a large following, and might even attract the favor of officials and be promoted.]

[Besides, unmarried individuals have absolute priority in choosing a mate, throughout any era, people always have a filter of admiration for those with great talent.]

[The cordial exchange will last for a while, next, Lord Sacrificial Officer and the great scholars will discover new literary potentials.]

[Afterwards, the n and won present will freely mingle.]

[It is said in the plot that every year at the winter banquet, several perfect couples are ford, which is precisely the ultimate goal of the winter banquet.]

Tsk, attending a winter banquet, Yun Wanye deeply felt that his vocabulary had increased greatly.

For example, concepts like gaining recognition, opportunity, priority in choosing a mate, admiration filter, potential, even though he couldn’t understand a single word if taken individually, but within the full context, he seed to vaguely comprehend.

Moreover, his understanding of the winter banquet beca different.

"Everyone, this is the new work by Jiang the Talented Lady, please enjoy it together."

Seeing everyone’s attention being drawn back, Lord Sacrificial Officer coughed and began to publicly read Jiang Zitang’s two new works.

First: "Winter Banquet · Snow in the Land" ’The snow dances as the landscape unfolds like a painting, brush and ink speak bold and vibrant, facing the wind, defiant to snow, poetic feelings surge, the snow charm over thousands of miles calls the spring breeze.’

Second: "Winter Banquet · Fallen Plum" ’The fallen red doesn’t understand the longing, drifting failed, lands in winter mud, a wisp of silver thread cherishes the flower, ingeniously welcos the cold wind, dances to a tune.’

Clearly, the second was written after Jiang Zitang saw that plum petal.

These two poems, whichever one, resonate exceptionally with today’s post-snow frozen lake, everyone had witnessed Jiang Zitang’s talent.

These two today, though not enough to astonish them, certainly et acceptable standards, therefore, after Lord Sacrificial Officer finished reading, the crowd imdiately murmured in discussion.

Indeed, these two poems were exactly the sa as ntioned in his little sister’s heart; thus, Su Qianxue’s subsequent poems will certainly not have any issues.

Yun Wanyao was both excited and nervous, excited that everything was within their control, nervous for fear of any uncontrollable accident.

"Facing the wind, defiant to snow, poetic feelings surge, the snow charm over thousands of miles calls the spring breeze, hearing this verse makes want to go up and compose a poem."

Zhu Yongcheng pursed his lips, after saying a sentence, imdiately attracted a chorus of contempt.

"You? Forget it, you’re good at fighting, I trust that, but composing poems, you really aren’t cut out for it."

"Exactly, I agree with that, how many words do you know? And you want to compose a poem?"

"Hahaha, did you not wake up today?"

"..."

Zhu Yongcheng: "..."

Can’t I even speak casually?

Besides, Su Qianxue wore a winning smile at the corner of her lips.

Indeed, this world’s talented lady doesn’t seem to have much gold content.

Just these two aningless, lanting poems deserve to be called the top talented lady?

In her head, any random piece flipped is much better than these, let alone she has hundreds of them in her mind.

Soon she’ll let these ignorant ancients open their eyes wide and properly witness what a masterpiece really is.

Today, she’s determined to blind all the foolish eyes present once more.