Seeing that the host called her name, a girl from the medical university stood up.

"Hello judges, I am Yu Jiao, a junior student from Zhonghai Medical University. ”

"The title of our entry is 'Untitled'"

"Someone else's,

I'm drinking,

Maybe when they wake up,

I was drunk. ”

Hearing the work of the medical university, Li Mingzhang and others nodded again and again.

I am still very satisfied with the level of this modern poem.

But Lin Jiang found that Chen Wan had a mobile phone in front of her, and she still had an ear echo in her ear.

Not surprisingly, it should be watching the live broadcast on a mobile phone.

Lin Jiang was also a little undecided, and he didn't know if he could give himself more fans in this live broadcast.

"Okay, now I would like to invite the representative of Zhonghai University to read your works aloud. ”

Cao Wenxing tidied up the clothes on his body and said:

"Hello judges, I am Cao Wenxing, a third-year student from Zhonghai University. ”

"The title of our entry is 'Hometown'. ”

"Broken bricks

Dim starlight

Cold insect chirp

and waking up again and again

Dusty gauze tents. ”

"Not bad!"

After Cao Wenxing finished speaking, Xu Lili took the lead in opening her mouth, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and this poem is still very appropriate." ”

The other judges also nodded frequently, very satisfied with Cao Wenxing's work.

Both the use of words and the meaning of them are a little better than the works of medical universities.

Seeing the reaction at the scene, the people of Zhonghai University were relatively relaxed.

If you want to enter the second round, you should be nine out of ten.

Besides, the chairman of the District Writers Association is Cao Wenxing's father, and it is difficult to enter the second round!

While others were speaking, Chen Wan was holding her mobile phone and watching the live broadcast on Weibo.

In just half an hour, the number of viewers has already exceeded 3,000.

This number has already met her expectations.

After all, it's just a small event, no celebrities participate, and it's a relatively niche poetry club.

and the young group of Weibo users, the degree of overlap is not high.

With this number of people, she is already very satisfied.

But soon, Chen Wan realized that something was wrong.

The direction of the script seems to be a bit off.

The original live broadcast room of more than 3,000 people has broken through the 4,000 mark.

And the number is still climbing!

The most important thing is that the messages in the live broadcast room are very strange and seem to have nothing to do with this live broadcast.

"Shenyan Sightseeing Group, check in!"

"Shenyan Sightseeing Group, check-in +1!"

"Call for the little brother of Caida!"

"Prosperous and beautiful! Love, love!"

Chen Wan didn't know how to describe the picture in front of her.

He didn't do anything, just sitting there attracted so many people?"

I don't know if I don't see it, I was shocked when I saw it, this time in a few minutes, the number of people in the live broadcast room has risen to 5,000!

Chen Wan was very pleased, not to mention what the purpose of these people is, at least the popularity has risen, so the traffic and popularity can be regarded as open.

The first step of this reform has gone very smoothly.

Buzz Buzz –

Just when Chen Wan felt relieved, she saw a WeChat message pop up on her phone.

Originally, I didn't want to see it, but when I found out that it was sent by Lin Jiang, I quietly picked up my mobile phone, ready to see what he said.

"Can you put my Weibo on the screen? ”

"No, you can't. Chen Wanyan replied succinctly, "The essence version will be edited in the later stage, and I can add it for you when I replay it." ”

“OK。 ”

Lin Jiang's requirements are technically achievable.

But because this is just a small webcast, to put it bluntly, the grade is not enough, and the other leaders in the station will not agree.

After all, he is just a deputy director.

"Because China Overseas University of Finance and Economics has been qualified to advance to the next round, and now the five schools have already displayed their works, then the next professional judges will make comments, and then select three outstanding works to advance together with China Overseas University of Finance and Economics. Wang Jie said.

Lin Jiang and the others were relaxed, and these had nothing to do with themselves.

But the next round is the time to test the real skills.

It's just that the first place will be voted by Weibo netizens, which is not easy to get.

"Wait. ”

Not long after Wang Jie finished speaking, Cao Zhenhai picked up the microphone and said with a smile:

"Although China Overseas Finance University has entered the next round ahead of schedule, I still want to hear their works. ”

Wang Jie was a little surprised, this Cao Zhenhai played his cards a little out of common sense.

Subconsciously, Wang Jie looked at Chen Wan, who nodded and signaled that it would proceed normally.

And at this time, Li Mingzhang, who had been smiling and groaning, also spoke.

"I was also curious about what kind of entries the Finance Conference would come up with. ”

In fact, Li Mingzhang was just curious about Lin Jiang.

Three couplets have been paired in succession, and his literary skills are there, so it is very much like seeing and seeing.

Sui Xin was a little surprised, but quickly calmed down.

And under the table, he touched Lin Jiang.

"It's time to show you. ”

Lin Jiang wanted Su Xiaotang to get up and read it, but this Hanhan couldn't sit still when he was so happy, it seemed that he had no intention of helping at all.

Let's do it yourself.

"I am Lin Jiang, a first-year student at China Overseas University of Finance and Economics, and my entry is "Qingcao Lake in Longyang County". ”

"Uh-huh?"

Hearing the name of the poem, except for the wealthy people, they all felt surprised.

This is the name of the ancient style poem, is their work an ancient style poem?

Cao Zhenhai and the others glanced at each other.

They are all in the mixed literary circle, and they all know how difficult it is to write ancient style poems.

Not to mention these college students, even at their current level, it is difficult to write beautiful ancient style poems.

He is a freshman, what good work can he write?

"I think there may be a suspicion of grandstanding in this. Xu Lili said without being salty or light:

"The other teams are all modern poems that are easier to grasp, but they wrote an ancient style poem, thinking that this can show their difference. ”

"I also think so, the vast majority of the ancient style poems written by current college students are for the sake of giving new words, which has no practical significance, and even has no minimum artistic conception, if it is not for the promotion quota in advance, I am afraid that there will be no way to enter the next round. ”

Another vice chairman of the District Writers Association, Qiu Huaping said.

"Okay, whether it's good or bad, don't be in a hurry to evaluate it first, wait until he finishes reading. ”

Lin Jiang shook his head speechlessly, looking at Cao Zhenhai's three people as if he was mentally retarded.

In front of this poem, you are all spicy chicken!

Clearing his throat, Lin Jiang said lightly:

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair overnight, and he doesn't know that the sky is in the water when he is drunk, and the boat is full of dreams and presses the galaxy. ”