"I think it's better to find a few masters to be judges!"

"What if people lose at that time, what should we do if we blow the black whistle?"

"Then it doesn't work out, find a master of the stick? The question is, does the stick have such a master?"

"Oh yes! Say a ball! If you lose, you don't recognize it, and Lao Tzu won't beat these melons to death!"

The onlookers are helping you to give advice every word, but the fat brother waved his hand indifferently and said: "Okay, you said so, then I still have to give this face, but since it's a competition, it's not okay to have no color, if you lose, you will strip naked and run around this three times, and shout in your local dialect while running that you are a thief who specializes in stealing Chinese culture, do you dare?"

When Li Zhiyu heard this, he was still thinking about this trick, and when he said this, he was a fool of himself - if he lost, he would be cheating!

"Come on, give you a chance, you say how to compare. ”

The fat brother said extremely forcefully, and as soon as the words came out, the onlookers became anxious.

Oh, in the end, the young man is young and vigorous, how can he come according to other people's rules, these turtle sons are prepared at a glance!

Li Zhiyu muttered a bunch of vernacular, and the girl followed the translation: "Since we are guests from afar, then we will go first, we will come up with 12 questions, and the two sides will come according to the topic of each game, and the poems are not limited." ”

"Heh, no problem! We still have an old saying in Huaxia, I don't know if you have heard it, call a friend to come, there is good wine, what is there when a jackal comes?"

"There's a shotgun!"

"There's a shotgun!"

The last sentence of the fat brother was shouted out to the crowd of onlookers, and the fathers and villagers all shouted in unison.

The loudness of the voice and the majesty of the momentum made Li Zhiyu and the others, who had just been complacent, look left and right in fear, as if an inattentive crowd would pounce on them and tear them apart.

The military and police patrolling and maintaining order in the vicinity had already arrived at the scene, but seeing that the words of the two sides were "not intense" and there was no physical conflict, they did not forcibly evacuate, but only sent additional people nearby, and most importantly, they also wanted to know who was the result of this "unexpected" folk poetry contest.

"Wait a minute, don't you mind if I add a rule to the game?"

Li Zhiyu was about to read the question, but the fat brother stretched out his hand coldly to stop him.

Li Zhiyu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't mind!"

"Since it's a competition of creative ability, all the poems in this competition can only be their own original works, once you find out that you borrowed other people's works, you will lose that game, do you understand what I mean?"

As soon as the fat brother spoke, before Li Zhiyu could react, the crowd of onlookers caused an uproar!

Isn't this guy too crazy, this fool can see that the other side is prepared, do you happen to be a poetry lover, and you are the kind with a large number of works?

"Yes, then I'll add one more, the poems published before can't be counted, otherwise I lost that game!"

Li Zhiyu asked people to translate.

The onlookers were even more anxious, this competition can't be lost!

"Qiu Zhou, have you informed the professor? What do you think of this person?"

Behind the fat brother, the young man with glasses asked his friend in a low voice.

The boy named Qiu Zhou nodded, and then said in a low voice: "Even the poetry association does not have this kind of power to compose twelve poems on the spot, unless ......"

A few companions next to him asked earnestly, "Unless what?"

"Unless he's Zhou!"

Zhou Otherwise, the scene where Bao Zhiguo was scolded to cerebral infarction at the National Poetry Conference was still vividly remembered by everyone, it was a real talent!

I really can't understand how a star who hasn't even gone to college can be so terrifying in poetry.

"He's just Zhou!"

A girl next to Qiu Zhou cut the railway.

"How do you know?"

"Look who that is!"

Everyone followed the direction she pointed to, and saw a stunning beauty standing in the innermost circle of the onlookers, her eyes closely following the heavily armed young man in front.

"This is Fat Brother's girlfriend?"

"Fool! This is someone's fiancée!"

"So that's it?! The one in front is! It's ......."

"That's him!"

"Yikes!"

The boy named Qiu Zhou just looked like a detective, and when he saw that the idol was in front of him, he rubbed his hands excitedly, and he couldn't wait to pounce on him immediately and ask for an autograph!

Qiu Zhou is a fan of Fat Brother's poetry, and in the circle of their literature department, the most disseminated poems are Fat Brother's works, many people even print them out and paste them on their bedside and table, no one can make it, so they recognize Fat Brother!

Not only their students, but even their teachers of ancient literature and ancient poetry appreciation often take out Zhou Ran's works for appreciation, and at the end of the day, they all have to say "Zhou Otherwise's great talent".

Qiu Zhou excitedly took out his mobile phone and began to record it, the news that the young man wearing a mask was Zhou Ran quickly dispersed, and the crowd began to boil faintly, like a fire about to boil in a pot, and it was almost the last fire.

"First question, Lantern Festival!"

As soon as the girl who acted as the translator finished speaking, Li Zhiyu couldn't wait to read out his work in awkward Mandarin:

"Thousands of string pipes are boiling this night, and the lanterns are ten miles away.

Gossip suddenly stops to remember, like Xu Chunguang accompanied by loneliness. ”

Seeing his proud face, it seems that he is full of confidence in this work, but unfortunately the onlookers do not appreciate their faces, except for a few sticks like monkeys desperately applauding, the other onlookers are staring at a few people like fools.

"It's your turn!"

Li Zhiyu put one hand behind his back and stretched forward with the other, it seems that this monkey still wants to imitate the appearance of an ancient literati, but unfortunately it doesn't look like it.

This kid speaks Chinese quite slippery!

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense, the sound of the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns brightly, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

The moth snow willow is golden, and the smile is full of dark fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

At the end, when he said "I suddenly looked back, but the person was there, and the lights were dim", the fat brother didn't forget to throw a "flattering look" to Han Yuyun on the side, which made Miss Han's heart melt.

As soon as Yuan Xi finished reciting a Qingyu case, the applause was thunderous!

"Good!"

"What are you shouting about, do you understand?"

"If I understand that I'm going in the morning, can I call my own people?!"

"Okay, good work!"

"What the hell, you shout so hard! Do you know how to write poetry?"

"Can't I write it, can't I still read it! He has so many words, he must have won! You know?"

"Hehe, I also see that he has a lot of words!"

Another great song!

Most of the onlookers couldn't say how good the fat brother's poems were, but the students of the literature department at the scene understood, and they were so excited that they didn't know how to express the excitement in their hearts.

Li Zhiyu no longer has a relaxed and comfortable look on his face, and a sentence echoes in his head: This is a master...... This is a master......

"How's it going, will you throw in the towel in this game?"

There is no way to deny this, the gap is so big that Li Zhiyu can't open his mouth if he wants to play tricks.

Li Zhiyu looked at his companion behind him, hoping to come out and say two "fair words" in a shameless manner, but everyone didn't know what he thought, looking at the sky and the ground, but he didn't dare to meet his eyes.

"Okay! Even if you win this game, we still have 11 questions!"

Li Zhiyu said unwillingly, everyone found that this kid spoke with a little strange accent, and there was no problem with communication!

The fat brother spread his hands indifferently and signaled to continue, and his casual attitude made Li Zhiyu feel that this thing was humiliating himself!

If the fat brother knew what he was thinking, he would definitely be amazed: "Little brother, how can you guess it?"

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