Chapter 246
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Kerry and Dean came to the conspicuous steps above the hall. Kerry cleared his throat and said in a clear voice: "Everyone!" His high-pitched voice immediately attracted the attention of the nobles who were chatting in the hall. The hall quieted down in an instant. He adjusted his necktie and showed a gentleman's smile: "Welcome to St. Petersburg. Today is a grand day. As you all know, the 'Temple of Elements' has recently given birth to a new 'epoch' medal winner. In the three hundred years of history of the giant wall of Sylvia, there are only seventeen people who have won this medal!"
"Every one of them is a person who can influence an era!"
He smiled as he faced the eyes of the nobles: "I believe that you have heard of the name of the new textile machine. You have also seen the masterpiece given by the God of Light."
Some of the nobles had a smile on their faces: "I have seen it at home."
"This is a great work of art!"
"Praise the almighty God of Light!"
Carey smiled faintly and said, "The emergence of the new textile machine does not only increase the efficiency of weaving, but it is also an enlightenment given to us by the Radiant God. This is a grand blueprint. In the future, everyone will see many new great masterpieces that will make our lives more superior and better."
There was a round of applause.
Kerry smiled: "I won't say too much. Tonight is just a banquet. Enjoy yourselves to your heart's content. Let's invite the protagonist of this banquet, the winner of the 'epoch' medal, the creator of the new textile machine, Mr Dean!"
Dean, who was waiting next to him, stepped on the steps. He stood at the highest place in the audience. It was the brightest and the most eye-catching place. He looked around at the many nobles and suddenly remembered many years ago when he was still a scavenger. At that time, the protagonist of the banquet was the daughter of the Mel family, Sarah Mel. At that time, he was just a nobody in the dark corner who no one paid attention to.
"Thank you all for coming." Dean calmly smiled. There was no timidity or weakness on his face. He looked at Rudolph who had a smile on his face. There was no hostility on Rudolph's face as he clapped his hands to congratulate him. If it was an average person, they would think that the other side had buried the hatchet. But from his experience of hunting monsters, he could feel the coldness hidden under the layer of smile. Moreover, from the Pine Town market, he could see that this matter would not end here. However, he didn't give a cold look. On the contrary, he also revealed a gentle smile.
Dean glanced at the other nobles. In addition to Rudolph, there was Abel from the Milan family, Matt from the Mel family, and more than ten other extraordinary people. Old Fulin was standing in the crowd. He was leaning on crutches. His back was slightly stooped, but there was a gratified smile on his face.
Dean looked at Dean who was standing on the stage. There was a bit of astonishment on Matt's face. He didn't expect that the teenager would be the protagonist of tonight's event. He was also the winner of the 'Era Medal'. Matt's face turned blue and red as he thought of the previous irony. There was a bit of anger in his eyes, but he quickly restrained himself. There was a faint smile on his face.
Dean saw Annia in the periphery of the crowd. There was a slightly old middle-aged man and a lady in a velvet coat standing next to her. Although they were well-dressed, they were low-key compared to the other nobles who were wearing jewelry.
When he looked at her, Anya felt his gaze and looked back at him fervently.
Dean took back his hand and whispered: "I met a childhood friend and promised to write a poem for her. I'll take this opportunity to show my incompetence on the spot. Please don't make fun of me."
Carey was slightly taken aback. Compose a poem? Do you know how to write a poem?
Many of the nobles in the audience were also surprised, but soon reacted. One of them laughed: "It's our honor to hear the 'Era' medal winner write a poem. Mr Dean is really versatile!"
"Young and promising …"
Other nobles immediately said. Most of them were the nobles in the middle and back rows. The top nobles in the front rows were smiling but didn't speak.
Dean looked at Rudolph who was in the crowd. Some modern poems that he had seen from the super chip emerged in his mind. He softly recited them:
"If I love you —"
"I will never be like the climbing trumpet flower. I will borrow your high branches to show off."
"If I love you —"
"I will never be like the infatuated birds. I will repeat monotonous songs for the greenery."
"I will not be like the fountain. I will send cool comfort all year round."
"I will not be like the dangerous peak. I will increase your height. I will set off your majesty."
"I will even be like the sunlight."
"Even the spring rain."
"No, these are not enough!"
"I must be the kapok next to you. I will stand with you as the image of a tree."
The restless voice in the hall became quiet. Only the clear voice of the teenager echoed in the hall, revealing a sense of arrogance in the poetic words.
Dean didn't continue to read the second half of the poem. This poem was called 'To The Oak'. It was a love poem written by a female poet. The second half of the poem was more feminine so he kept it.
Everyone knew that the poem had come to an end when Dean's voice didn't ring for a long time. Many aristocrats were surprised. Although most of them didn't understand poetry, but aristocrats loved drama, poetry, music and other arts. In the eyes of aristocrats, etiquette, education and works of art were often more valuable than wealth.
"Good poem!" A fat middle-aged noble cheered on the spot.
The other nobles recovered and burst into thunderous applause.
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