In these two rounds of propositions, Wan Xiaofeng chose to give up by himself.

What he cares about is not the results of the competition, and few of them care about the results of this broken competition, and the local TV stations come to win people, all for the sake of perfunctory.

The only thing he cares about is whether he can shock the audience.

So, it is intended to break out in the last **.

In the final round of the competition, there are no questions, and the players play their own roles.

Many people have prepared one or two poems in advance, but there is no hand of famous teachers, and a few limericks can still be dealt with.

It's just that their limericks will have to wait a little longer.

The first person to play in this round was Wan Xiaofeng.

When Wan Xiaofeng stood in the middle of the stage.

The director in the audience was full of excitement because the ratings of the show were constantly climbing.

It has even surpassed the record held by Taili this year.

He knew that the audience was all here to scold Wan Xiaofeng.

Maybe after the show, I will have to be criticized.

He didn't care, though.

Looking at the data on the computer, he felt that this moment was the brightest moment in his body.

The ratings of 12.65! How many programs in Huaxia can reach this height?

Last year's "Good Singing" did not break 10 in the highest rating. Now that he is an unpopular cultural variety show, it has reached 12.65.

Even if he was expelled from Taili afterwards, he had no regrets!

Before Wan Xiaofeng started, Li Qingyu spoke first.

"Wan Xiaofeng, let me remind you that if the program team finds out about ghostwriting, you will lose all the results of this competition!"

Wan Xiaofeng didn't bother to look at him.

Where is this thing reminding itself?

If this broken show is ghostwritten, the nine layers of contestants on the field today will not be able to escape.

He is reminding the audience that Wan Xiaofeng's next poems are ghostwritten!

Wan Xiaofeng was silent on the stage for a while, and some judges couldn't help but ask:

"What? You haven't thought about it yet? Or do you want to continue to give up this round after listening to Li Qingyu's words?"

Wan Xiaofeng raised his head and smiled.

"I have prepared a lot of works, and I don't know where to start for a while!"

The judges were dumbfounded.

A lot?

Good poems are not cabbage, how many more can there be?

Some of the people whose brains turned fast scolded him in their hearts for being shameless.

This product blatantly said that he had "prepared a lot".

It seems that it was about to break the jar and broke it.

Wan Xiaofeng thought for a while and said:

"Last year in this gate today,

The peach blossoms on the human face are red.

The face of man does not know where to go,

The peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

Everyone was stunned, this is written about peach blossoms.

But the topic of the second round just now is "Peach Blossom", why is this product only released now?

Don't say it, the poem is still good, I don't know if he wrote it for everyone.

After Li Qingyu heard him read it, he wanted to start picking and commenting.

However, Wan Xiaofeng did not give him this opportunity and continued to start reciting poetry.

"The world is full of April flowers,

The peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

Long hatred of spring is nowhere to be found,

I don't know how to turn into this. ”

This is another song "peach blossom".

"Peach Blossom is ashamed to die ruthlessly, grateful to the east wind.

Blowing off the delicate red, flying into the idle window with chagrin.

Who pities the hard work Dongyang is thin, but also for the spring.

Not as good as Hibiscus, a cold place. ”

The third one!

"The intestines are broken and the spring river wants to end,

Cane quinoa Xu Bu stands in Fangzhou.

The wild catkins go with the wind,

Light peach blossoms flow by water. ”

Song 4!

……

Wan Xiaofeng recited ten "peach blossoms" in one breath, and finally paused.

Li Qingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Wan Xiaofeng has prepared these ten songs, but why are they all written "peach blossoms"?

Forget it, he is not a roundworm in his heart, where does he know what kind of wind he has in his brain.

Ten peach blossom poems, the first one is a rare work, and it is indeed a bit shocking.

But what does this prove?

It can only be said that you, Wan Xiaofeng, are willing to spend a lot of money and buy ten songs.

"These ten peach blossom poems are good......"

Some judges thought he had finished reading it and planned to start commenting.

But as soon as the words began, they were interrupted by Wan Xiaofeng waving his hand.

"Wait! I've got it here! I just drank a little in my mouth, and when I finished drinking, I continued. ”

After speaking, he walked to his seat, turned on the mineral water, poured a few sips, and walked back to the stage.

"Wait a minute!"

Li Qingyu saw that he was going to continue to speak, and immediately stopped him.

"Your time for this round is over, other players can't wait for you all the time, you can go down!"

"Oh, I've looked at the rules of the game several times, and it seems that there is no such thing as saying that there is a time limit for the final round?"

Wan Xiaofeng stared at him with dead eyes, and asked questions flatly.

Li Qingyu felt the murderous aura in his eyes, but some replied.

"There is no such rule for the competition, but the live broadcast time of the whole show is limited, and it is impossible for you to occupy too much time alone!"

"Oh?" Wan Xiaofeng smiled.

"The matter of the program group, it doesn't seem that one of you is the judge!"

Wan Xiaofeng set his eyes on the director in the audience, and the photographer also followed his eyes and pushed the camera to the audience.

"Director, I didn't break the rules of the game, as for how the show continues, it's up to you to decide!"

The director is now flushed, but he didn't expect that the rating of 12.65 is not the limit.

At the time of Wan Xiaofeng's ten poems, the ratings are still rising.

He knew that Wan Xiaofeng wanted to do something big tonight.

Looking at his inquiring gaze, the director replied with a trembling voice.

"You go on!"

"Boom!"

The audience boiled over, and they all thought that not only Wan Xiaofeng had a problem with his brain.

This director is crazy at the same time!

This is the official TV station, how can the show let Wan Xiaofeng come?

Aren't you afraid of being punished?

……

The director doesn't care about other people's eyes.

He is indeed crazy, without that variety show director, seeing the ratings at 16 o'clock, he can still remain not crazy.

He had only one thought in his head right now.

"Can you break the ratings of 20 in the end!"

As for the other players, it's none of his business!

It's all people who come here to deal with him.

I used to have to settle for a while, but now I'm going to take it with me!

Wan Xiaofeng was affirmed by the director, and cleared his throat with a smile......

……

Li Tongsheng's family.

Li Ranhua's face began to be a little excited.

Wan Xiaofeng's performance was too pleasantly surprised.

Ten peach blossom poems gave him hope.

He thought about his previous thoughts a little ridiculous.

He really underestimated Wan Xiaofeng.

A few poems are like whitewashing him and turning the situation around, which is indeed a bit insufficient.

But, what if it's dozens?

proves that Wan Xiaofeng's poems are more than wrong, right?

Even if you find all the bigwigs of the ancient poetry association, can you help one person write dozens of good sentences in just a few days?

It's simply impossible!

Therefore, as long as Wan Xiaofeng continues to compose poems, after reaching a certain number.

Others will only see him as a talented monster, not a villain who will find someone to write for him.

However, now is not the time to be happy, he needs to help Wan Xiaofeng!

Let his madness tonight be able to continue on TV!

……“”