"Peasantry?"

"That's the only one to write. ”

After all, the poem about the peasants is repeated over and over again, and it seems that it will really be the one.

Cheng Ran suddenly felt a little shameless.

But the 50,000 yuan.........

Hey

It's a little fragrant.

After almost researching, Cheng Ran began to prepare to write calligraphy.

He first observed the way several students around him held the brush, and then he held the brush in a similar way, gently occupying some ink.

Cheng Ran writes very slowly, he can't do it if he is not slow, and the brush head quickly collapses softly, and the writing is thick and ugly.

Li Junshou looked at Cheng Ran's serious writing and nodded slightly, although Cheng Ran sometimes made mistakes, but his attitude was still very correct when he should be serious.

One after another, people began to hand in the papers.

Finally, after nearly twenty minutes, Cheng Ran finally wrote "Compassion for Nong".

Originally, it only took one or two minutes to write "Compassion for Nong", and Cheng Ran wrote it for twenty minutes.

Cheng Ran put down the brush and began to appreciate his calligraphy.

This word.........

It's so ugly!

Cheng Ran couldn't help but dislike the calligraphy he wrote when he looked at it.

This word is big and small, and the crooked Cheng Ran can't stand it.

Especially Cheng Ran's words, because there are many reasons for comparison, they are almost confused.

"Alas... Forget it, you can see what it means. ”

Seeing that it is almost all handed in, Cheng Ran is embarrassed to waste everyone's time writing a new one, anyway, the poem, you can understand the literal meaning.

Cheng Ran nodded shyly, sealed his payment with a cover, handed in the poem he wrote, and waited in the rest area on the side under the guidance of the staff.

There are chairs for the contestants to rest, and some fruit drinks will be distributed to the contestants, so that they can wait quietly for the judges.

…………

"Such a delicate font looks like Luo Xue's poem is good, 8.8 points. ”

"Chen Hao's "Wangnong" is also well written, and he can give 8.7 points. ”

……………

Several masters take turns grading each paper, and at the end of the score, an average is taken to determine the ranking.

"This song "Farmer" is good, both in terms of words and poetry, it can be regarded as top-notch, and it can be given 9 points. ”

"It should be Qiu Jinjun, this child grew up in the countryside, and his understanding of farmers is naturally much higher than that of these children living in the city. ”

Chen Liguo looked at "The Farmer" and nodded, typing 8.9 copies at the end.

A score of 9 is a watershed in their hearts, and they can score about 9.5 points if they write poems with each other at their level, and in previous years, they can produce one or two students with an average score of about 9 points.

"Alas, whose student is this, why is this character so ugly! My grandson's calligraphy in elementary school is not like this. ”

Suddenly, the first judge shouted, but out of the duty of the judge, he still read it very rigorously.

"Compassion for Nong"

"Plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn. ”

"There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death. ”

The poem ...... Give him a 9.5 score, if it weren't for the ugly words, I'd be willing to give him a 9.8 score. ”

This word is really ugly, but this poem is interesting, and I give it a score of 9.4. ”

Zhang Shouyi looked at the crooked words, squinted slightly, and scored 9.4 points on the final score.

"I want to see what good poems people can write who can't even write with a brush. ”

Chen Liguo straightened his eyes on the bridge of his nose, even if there were students with excellent grades, at most they would score 9.1 to 9.2 points, but it was the first time he had encountered this kind of student who could directly score 9.4 and 9.5.

""Sympathy"?"

Chen Liguo squinted slightly and read it carefully, it is true that this word is ugly, but this poem is indeed good.

"9.4 points, I don't know if it's the student, the poem written is good, but it's really rare for this word to be ugly to this extent. ”

Shaking his head, Chen Liguo put down "Compassion for Nong" and began to correct the next one.

………..

It took about an hour for the five judges to finish the test papers and rank them.

"Well, it's finally time to unravel the mystery, and I want to see who wrote this song "Compassion for Nong". ”

Chen Liguo and others sat around and began to disassemble the names on the test questions one by one, of course, the first choice was "Compassion Nong", which ranked as high as 9.3 points.

In their eyes, if this poem were not for the poor writing of the brush, it would have been able to reach about 9.7 to 9.8 points, which is a rare masterpiece.

"Hehe, by the way, Zhang Lao, aren't you recently adapting the "Modern Poetry Collection"? I think this poem is good. ”

Li Junshou looked at Zhang Shouyi with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he had some guesses about the owner of this poem before, but he was still uncertain.

"Well, I have this in mind, this poem is indeed very much in line with my heart, except that the words are not good, even I have to praise the terrible afterlife. ”

Zhang Shouyi looked at "Compassion for Nong" and nodded, this poem is indeed written to his taste, and the current students are not as pure as before, and they have become more and more impetuous in recent years.

"I think it's good, I can talk to him when the time comes. ”

Chen Liguo nodded on the side, and after the staff confirmed that there was no problem and said that they could dismantle the title, several judges began to eagerly dismantle the title of "Min Nong".

"Cheng Ran !!"

The five judges exclaimed in unison after seeing the two crooked big characters under the title.

Looking at each other and taking it for granted, most of the students here are their students, and it is indeed a Cheng Ran to be able to write such ugly words and make such good poems.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the rest area, and sure enough, they saw Cheng Ran leisurely eating fruit and drinking watermelon juice.

"This little one!"

Zhang Shouyi looked at Cheng Ran and said with some tears and laughter.

"Jun Shou, you can talk to Xiao Ran when you have time, don't let him always follow your sister around, just thinking about those two dollars is really ruining Xiao Ran's talent!"

Looking at the "Compassion for Nong" in his hand, and looking at Cheng Ran who was a little hanger in the distance, Chen Liguo said to Li Junshou very seriously.

"Old Chen, you don't know, it's not that I haven't thought about it before, but now where Cheng Ran is in Qiuxue, and the two of them seem to have signed a contract, no one can move Cheng Ran without Qiuxue speaking. ”

Li Junshou explained to Chen Liguo with a bitter face, and he also regretted that he couldn't pull Cheng Ran into Kyoto University strongly, otherwise with Cheng Ran's talent, he would definitely be able to become a generation.

"I'll talk to Qiuxue in person another day. ”

Chen Liguo was ruthless this time, he decided that no matter what, he couldn't let Cheng Ran waste his time in that place where he didn't do his job, with the strength of Kyoto University and Cheng Ran's talent, he would definitely make Cheng Ran a generation of literary masters in China.

…………

After the award ceremony without any waves, Cheng Ran successfully won the first place in the poetry conference, but thinking about the 50,000 yuan he just asked Chen Liguo, Chen Liguo's black face made Cheng Ran a little puzzled.

I have come to the stage to receive the award, if you don't give me the money together, why do you have to go through the background program, the trouble is dead.

However, after getting Chen Liguo's three-day promise, Cheng Ran's mood was much better, and before the party was over, Cheng Ran happily hugged the gifts sent by Chen Liguo and others and came out to find Li Qiuxue to share the money.

Is it true that he is helping Li Qiuxue to work, he always has to come up with some value, and he can't always make Li Qiuxue feel that he is a loser.

As soon as he went out, Cheng Ran saw Li Qiuxue sitting on a bench not far from the exit, supporting her forehead with one hand, and holding her trophy tightly with the other hand.

Looking at Li Qiuxue's tired appearance, Cheng Ran's originally excited heart slowly calmed down.

Afraid that Li Qiuxue would catch a cold when the wind blows, Cheng Ran carefully sat in the upwind position of Li Qiuxue and blocked the cold wind from the lake for him.

"It's over?"

As soon as Cheng Ran sat down cautiously, Li Qiuxue slowly raised her head, rubbed her red forehead, and glanced at the gift in Cheng Ran's arms, as well as the trophy that belonged to the first place.

"Hmm. ”

Cheng Ran nodded, noticed Li Qiuxue's red eyes, and couldn't help but ask.

"Didn't you rest today? ”

"Rested. ”

Li Qiuxue didn't dare to make eye contact with Cheng Ran, and turned her head to look at the loot in her arms not far away.

"Let's go back. ”

Cheng Ran frowned slightly, and once again pulled up Li Qiuxue's soft hands and walked towards the business car not far away.

"The key is on you, right?"

Li Qiuxue, who was following Cheng Ran, was stunned for a while, but she couldn't help but follow Cheng Ran's footsteps and walked towards the business car step by step.

"No, it's still where Li Jun is guarding. ”

Li Qiuxue looked at the makeup bag on her waist, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly to look at Cheng Ran's back and said.

"It's okay, let's go out and take a taxi. ”

Cheng Ran pulled Li Qiuxue and walked towards the gate in the distance without looking back

………………..

"How's the fat movie going?"

After sending Li Qiuxue home, Cheng Ran returned to Li Mengmeng's villa and happened to meet the fat man who had just come back.

"It's going well, by the way, will Mr. Li come over tonight?"

Zhang Qiang walked in tiredly and responded to Cheng Ran weakly.

"No, I just sent her home. ”

Cheng Ran leaned back on the sofa.

"Brother Ran, do you want to drink two glasses?"

The fat man said excitedly when he learned that Li Qiuxue would not come.

"Hmm... Okay, but I'm not good at drinking, so I'm just a beer. ”

“OK！”

Zhang Qiang excitedly called the takeout point, hung up the phone after confirming the address, took out two bottles of beer from the corner of the refrigerator and handed one to Cheng Ran, and said excitedly.

"Brother Ran, our movie is ready now, just wait until the weekend and start filming directly. ”

The fat man sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and there was an invisible light in his eyes, as if he wanted to infect the cold Cheng Ran on the side, so that he could also follow suit.

"Oh... Don't forget to check with a few teachers before you start shooting, so as not to take up the time of several teachers. ”

Cheng Ran responded weakly.

"That's not right, Brother Ran, don't you feel a little excited, this is a movie that you wrote and starred in, don't you have a little excitement?"

Cheng Ran showed a bitter smile, remembering that he asked Li Qiuxue euphemistically on the way how many movies he probably needed to make, originally meaning to ask himself about how long the contract period was, but Li Qiuxue's answer made Cheng Ran fall into an ice cave from the bed he slept in all night in the winter.

"You can't shoot it. ”

……….

Oh yes.

"Fatty, I'm preparing the script for the next movie, and when the filming of this movie is over, you're going to contact me to see if you can help me find a professional actor. ”

Cheng Ran lay on the sofa like a corpse, staring blankly at the dazzling light in the living room.

At this moment, he felt that his future was bleak.