The next day,

Two o'clock in the afternoon,

Xiao Chen appeared in the hotel lobby on time.

Zhuang Yan went downstairs,

I saw Xiao Chen at a glance,

"Hello! Brother Chen. ”

"Aha~"

Zhuang Yan yawned,

It's pitch black right now.

Xiao Chen was a little frightened when he saw Zhuang Yan,

"Mr. Zhuang, you didn't sleep well last night?"

Zhuang Yan waved his hand and said,

"It's okay, I played a few games last night, I didn't pay attention to the time, and I accidentally stayed up late!"

He yawned again.

In fact he last night,

Going to bed too early,

caused him to wake up on time at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night,

Can't sleep,

So he had to play all night games.

At the beginning of the most recent season,

There are too many people on the score,

It is really difficult to score.

got in the car,

Zhuang Yan simply solved the lunch.

Come to the recording site of the program.

There were a lot of people on the scene.

The rules of the regular poetry contest are:

The theme of the poems in each competition is fixed.

And it's all the same,

Eight contestants took turns to compose poems.

Then the judges appreciated and scored,

The last five judges voted separately,

The player with the most votes advances.

In the event of a tie,

The contestant who draws the ticket will redraw the theme,

Write another poem,

One more game, and finally the one with the most votes will advance.

Very simple and regular rules.

But this time, Zhuang Yan participated in the recording of a special program of the poetry conference.

The rules of the game are also slightly different.

This time, the theme of the poem will be determined by the unified lottery of the five contestants.

Therefore, the theme of each contestant's poetry will be different.

Different themes,

The emotions that need to be expressed in the poems that are written are different,

What's more,

And the span of categories,

This greatly increases the difficulty of the game.

It makes it more difficult to weigh the pros and cons.

And this time the invited guests,

are some special guests,

One is the singer Zhuang Yan,

One is Liu Yuyu, the first top student of Haicheng University,

One is Qiao Zhi, who was born in a scholarly family,

One is Wang Guoan's eldest son Wang Sheng,

The last one is Xiang Qinyu, the first top student of the Imperial Capital Ancient Poetry Academy.

It can be said that

In addition to Zhuang Yan,

The other four are all young people who are relatively well-known in the field of poetry.

thereinto

The most popular ones are Wang Sheng and Xiang Qinyu.

These two were given the title of "Poetry Boys" by everyone in the field of poetry.

It is also a popular contestant who won the championship of the special program of this poetry conference this time.

Relative to the other four,

Zhuang Yan seems to be a little mediocre.

At this point,

There is still an hour before the show starts,

All the guests put on their makeup and did their looks.

"Hello, Zhuang Yan. ”

Hearing the voice, Zhuang Yan raised his head,

The person who came was Wang Guoan's eldest son, Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng smiled.

This person's first impression of Zhuang Yan was that of a young boy who was polite and gentle and elegant in ancient times.

The temperament is very elegant, with a literati atmosphere.

"My father once mentioned you to me, but I didn't expect to see you today, and I'm glad to meet you. ”

Zhuang Yan smiled,

"Brother Wang is polite. ”

Sure enough, when talking to such a polite person, even his tone has changed a lot.

"Are you sure about today's game?"

Wang Sheng asked with a smile.

Zhuang Yan smiled and was about to speak,

But an abrupt voice interjected,

"Zhuang Yan?"

"Aren't you the one who sings?"

Xiang Qinyu, the first high-achieving student of the Imperial Capital Ancient Poetry Academy, walked over slowly,

The whole person is a very arrogant look,

Zhuang Yan said secretly in his heart,

Why is the difference between people so big?

Wang Sheng also frowned when he heard Xiang Qinyu's very contemptuous tone,

Obviously displeased.

Neither spoke.

And Xiang Qinyu unconsciously continued,

"Yo, it's really you!"

Xiang Qinyu laughed and said,

"What's the matter? Do you have an opening performance for today's poetry conference?"

"Zhuang Yan, will you sing or dance when you go up?"

After speaking, he patted Zhuang Yan on the shoulder.

Xiang Qinyu's face was full of contempt,

The meaning of these words is all sarcastic that Zhuang Yan is just a singer.

Compare Zhuang Yan to a little minion who is only worthy of dancing the opening dance.

The names of the guests participating in the special program of this poetry conference have already been announced.

As one of the guests of the competition, how could Xiang Qinyu not know that Zhuang Yan was also here to participate in the competition this time.

He said this completely to belittle Zhuang Yan,

Humiliation.

"Huh. ”

Zhuang Yan sneered,

"Who are you?"

One second,

Two seconds,

Three seconds.

Xiang Qinyu's expression froze on his face.

Wang Sheng didn't have a good airway,

"I didn't expect that people of such quality would be able to participate in this issue of the Poetry Conference!"

"You!"

Xiang Qinyu turned laughter into anger,

"Yes, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that even a little singing drama could participate in this poetry conference!"

"Can a small drama write poetry? This is not a street concert, this is the live broadcast of the poetry conference, but don't wait for the show to be embarrassed when you come out with a limerick. ”

There was a commotion here,

The rest of the backstage staff also set their eyes on a few people.

"Who did Xiang Qinyu quarrel with?"

"You don't know that person? That person is Zhuang Yan! Before, our dressing room played his songs every day. ”

"Zhuang Yan, no wonder I look so familiar, the one next to me is Mr. Wang's eldest son Wang Sheng, right?

"It seems that there is an argument. ”

"Xiang Qinyu is looking down on others! But this is understandable, and I don't understand why there is a singing contest in this issue. ”

Zhuang Yan broadcast live on a certain platform a few days ago, and PK poems with Mr. Wang, and he won!"

"Yes, yes, I watched the live broadcast! Zhuang Yan's poems are superb! Both poems are excellent!"

There began to be all kinds of chattering in the background,

Some people are not optimistic about Zhuang Yan,

Others have expectations.

Hearing the chatter of the scene,

Xiang Qinyu was even more disdainful,

"Hmph, aren't they just two limerick poems?"

"Speaking of Wang Sheng, you don't really think that your father can't compare to this kid's limerick, right?"

"According to me, it must be your dad who released the water!"

"Or to put it another way, those two poems are also boring!"

Xiang Qinyu clasped his hands and said contemptuously.

As soon as these words came out,

The discussion on the scene was even more boiling,

When everyone heard Xiang Qinyu's questioning words in person, they also began to doubt,

"Ah, hearing Xiang Qinyu say this, Zhuang Yan's two poems shouldn't have been copied, right?"

"I also went to the Internet to check, and there is no information about those two poems on the Internet, it doesn't look like they were copied, right?"

"Cut, isn't it easy to delete a little bit of information on the Internet these days? What's more, that Zhuang Yan is still a little star, isn't it just a matter of spending some money?"

"That's right, I heard that Zhuang Yan came out of the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music, and his language grades have been only passable since he was a child. ”

And listening to Xiang Qinyu's tone, it doesn't seem like a guess, I estimate that nine times out of ten it was copied. ”