"Hello to the audience and friends in front of the TV, welcome to the New Year's Eve Poetry Conference held by Beijing Satellite TV, first of all, let us invite today's judges with the warmest applause - the famous writer Bao Zhiguo Bao Teacher, Deng Jiumei Deng Teacher, Mu Junhao Teacher, Wen Yue Teacher!"

The first row of the audience immediately stood up and led the audience to applaud and create an atmosphere, of course, it is impossible for the camera to capture them.

This is the first time that the fat brother has seen Bao Zhiguo, and he is really not wrong at all, this thing is the most stumbling one that the fat brother has ever seen since his rebirth, and he has to pretend to be a cultural person, if he wants to be awkward, he is as awkward as he is, and the other two are not much better.

As for the Deng Jiumei next to her, she looks much more comfortable, she is a grandmother-level figure with silver hair, but her face is kind, and her whole body is really full of bookish air, which makes people feel that she is the first corner of the scholarly door at a glance.

"I repeat the rules of today's competition here, in the first link, our 50 contestants showed their poems, and the four judges and 300 spectators voted for the winners, and won one point once;

The top 10 contestants with the highest scores in the first round will advance to the second link, and the two judges will randomly select questions, each topic will be limited to 5 minutes, and the first to complete the poetry creation around the theme of the judges within 5 minutes.

This is the first time that the fat brother has heard the rules of this Rausch competition, but this is all trivial, for 5,000 years, how many literati have left golden sentences and ink treasures, is it not enough for him to waste alone.

"The first round begins!"

As soon as the supporter gave the order, the other contestants all worked hard to write, only the fat brother was still thinking about which one he wanted to write.

The fat brother's number plate is the fiftieth, so his seat is in the last row, that is, the highest row, the cameraman can't take care of that remote location, but he is really a bit eye-catching, and the other contestants are afraid that their family and friends will not know that they are on TV, but he covers himself tightly, and when others are writing wildly, he is alone in a daze.

The camera quickly pointed at the fat brother, and the fat brother who was in a daze immediately appeared on the big screen of the stage, attracting all kinds of discussions, ridicule and ridicule from the crowd.

"Why didn't the thing move?"

"Why are you still in a daze after this knot, shouldn't you not have written!"

"Look at his dumb look, you expect him to write something good, I guess it's just two limericks. ”

"But how can I look at him, I feel a bit like a fat guy?"

"Crazy, isn't it, Zhou Otherwise, what is his identity, he will come to participate in this kind of show? ”

"He can be a judge for those two moments, don't be funny. ”

"If you don't know, don't be embarrassed, I'll sue you, Zhou is no worse than those judges on stage!"

"it, the guy started writing. ”

Sure enough, the strange man with a mask and hat in full armor also began to bury his head in a book, and the fat brother didn't know that his stunned kung fu just now had magically become the focus of the audience, and even the two judges on the stage looked at his direction and whispered to each other, Deng Jiumei felt nothing, and looked relieved, but Bao Zhiguo frowned and looked very dissatisfied, as if he felt that this disrespectful player was very annoying.

"Okay, it's time, please show your works!"

The host pinched the time to announce.

Everyone stopped to check, this is the work they have written a long time ago, but this is the first time everyone has taken the stage, some people are worried about typos, and some people want to write as good as possible.

The next thing is to comment on their poems one by one, the speed of the judges is quite fast, a poem is good or bad at first glance, there is basically a rough idea in my heart, Rao is like this, plus the time for the audience to vote also took 40 minutes, of course, after editing in the later stage, only the best written will be left...... And the worst.

Time passed minute by minute, Bao Zhiguo's face looked a little impatient, and he didn't even open his mouth to comment, Mu Junhao had a straight face from beginning to end, Wen Yue was like a monkey, he always felt that he wanted to do something earth-shattering, but Deng Jiumei was still not slow, making every player feel like a spring breeze.

"I don't think these entries are very good!"

"yes, this amateur group is too amateurish. ”

"Let's see how the remaining two are, if they are both at this level, we will go ahead of time, it doesn't make much sense. ”

Not only Bao Zhiguo on the stage, but many viewers in the audience watched limerick poems for nearly an hour, and they were all ready to move, although many of them couldn't write it, but they still had the ability to appreciate it, what kind of bullshit poems are these.

The following is the work of the No. 49 contestant "Chunxing": the imperial city is full of spring, fast horses and light cars are everywhere, the palace tree is skillfully hidden by the warbler, the garden cloud is deep and protects the moon for a thousand weights, and the sorrow is to break the cup of things, and the disease is also on the branchstone, which is like the wind and moon of the jade hall, and the young time is a few leisurely. ”

The expressions of several judges on the stage finally changed a little, and there was finally one who could watch a little bit, and the audience was also discussing.

"It's a cold winter, how can it still be spring, how many years has this poem been written. ”

"You have been writing for a few years, if you can write it, you can do it!"

"I guess this No. 49 should be the highest score in the first round. ”

"I think so!"

We can see that the number of votes is rising rapidly, oh it's breaking through 50! It's breaking through 100! The No. 49 contestant's "Chunxing" has 117 votes in the first round, and it is currently ranked first!"

The host announced loudly that the score of the second place was only 87 votes, and the fat brother couldn't help but glance at No. 49 next to him in surprise, feeling that she was a very young and fashionable girl, and she couldn't see that she was still decent when she wrote poems.

When the No. 49 contestant heard the host announce that she was number one, she tried very hard to make herself look calm, but the smile that couldn't be hidden at the corner of her mouth still revealed her pride.

Next, there is the work of the last contestant, "Qinyuan Spring Snow". ”

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only reckless. Up and down the river, suddenly lost and surging. Mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, want to be higher than the heavenly public test. It must be a sunny day, and it is very enchanting to see the red dress.

There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists. Pity the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style. Tang Zong and Song Zu are slightly less coquettish. A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle. The past, the number of romantic figures, but also look at the present. ”

Halfway through the reading, the host began to involuntarily recite in a tone and frustration, a majestic air rushed towards him, and the audience sat up straight and pricked up their ears for fear of missing something, and the judge Deng Jiumei was moved when he heard the second sentence, and finally it was not that light and cloudy appearance, but extremely shocked to look at the work on the big screen.

The rest of the people also nodded involuntarily, they were a little obscene, but the basic literary literacy was still there, after all, they were eating this bowl of rice.

As soon as the host finished reading, the audience burst into thunderous applause!

Let's guess...... Oh my God, the number of votes has exceeded 200!260!296!297!300!Unanimous votes!Audience friends, you have seen a miracle, the first work to receive unanimous support at the poetry conference!"

The host yelled excitedly.

Deng Jiumei can't wait to comment on this work and communicate with this mysterious No. 50 player!

For the sake of saving time, the program team will not comment on all the works in the early stage, and only after determining which 10 people are selected for the second round, will the previous review session be re-filmed.

Just when the atmosphere was warm, the No. 49 player next to the fat brother suddenly raised his hand, and the staff handed over the microphone after getting the host's consent.

"I protest! His results should be invalid, and he said the poem of the first round, he is the word!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

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