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Qin Huai personally invited Lin Ruofeng to participate in the Zhulu Literary Conference. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This news suddenly spread out like a big wave, and all major media reported one after another, all predicting whether Lin Ruofeng was the third disciple that Qin Huai fancied.

This news instantly became the biggest news before the opening of the Zhulu Literary Conference, and some media newspapers that were familiar with Lin Ruofeng's personality and temper had already sent people to infiltrate the Literary Society. Among them, Xinhua Daily is especially important, as Lin Ruofeng's old partner, how can this kind of excitement not get together?

Somewhere in Wangjiang Tower.

"Have you seen the news? Qin Huai actually invited a young man in his early twenties to participate in the cultural meeting, could it be that he really wanted to be selected as the third disciple?" said a bearded man.

There were two men standing next to him, and a man in his twenties and seventeens said with a smile: "Mr. Lei, the purpose of our visit this time is to suppress Jiangnan and put other things aside." ”

"But if the news is true, with Qin Huai's vicious eyes, we will have one more competitor. Mr. Ray worried.

"Lei Hao, why are you so bold? Qin Huai is a master of calligraphy and painting, even if his disciples can have half of him?" "Besides, what can that Lin Ruofeng do even if he participates in the literary meeting? Don't talk about him, even if it's the pair of Ziwang Baijing, I'm not afraid, you Chinese people are like this, you admit it before you start, no wonder you were defeated by the other party last year!"

When Lei Hao heard this, he couldn't help frowning, this Korean was too arrogant, but Lei Hao didn't say much, he also admired this Korean a little, and he actually studied the couplets of China so thoroughly.

Thinking like this, Lei Hao felt ashamed again, Huaguo Yinglian was actually learned by a Korean, and he learned it better than himself.

"Okay, Jin Zhennan, as long as you are in charge of the couplet, you won't make mistakes!" said another man.

Jin Zhennan looked at him, and he had to be convinced by this person, and after snorting coldly, he turned around and left.

"Mr. Lei, the Wenhui is about to start, let's go!"

"Yes, Mr. Nangong!"

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On the upper floor of Wangjiang, the lights have already been put up, as if the New Year is as lively, and the huge auditorium is almost full of people.

Lin Ruofeng was brought to the front row by Gong Yueru, which made Ishida, Jiang Yue and others jealous, but helpless.

The stage in front has already been arranged, with all kinds of things such as pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc., and there are three or four hundred people participating in the meeting, which can be described as very lively. Especially as soon as Qin Huai appeared, the major literati came to greet him, and some old people still looked at Lin Ruofeng from time to time and looked carefully.

Faced with this situation, Lin Ruofeng frowned, as if Qin Huai had some other intention in inviting him to the meeting.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!"

"I'm the host Jin Ke!"

"I'm the host Yang Xuelian!"

"It's the annual Zhulu Cultural Conference again, and everyone must have been eager to see what kind of scene this year's Cultural Conference will have!"

"Well, I still remember last year's wonderful couplet showdown, which was amazing. ”

A male and a female host are all star hosts of Jiangnan Satellite TV Station, and it has been four years since they took over the task of hosting the Zhulu Cultural Conference.

"First of all, welcome Master Qin Huai with warm applause!"

"Jiang Zhengcang, a famous domestic literary master!"

"Yang Jiancheng, a famous professor of classical poetry!"

"And Zhou Hua, the president of the Jiangnan Writers Association!"

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Every time someone was introduced, there was a thunderous applause below. And the audience in front of the TV can't wait, everyone in it is a famous artist, and they are naturally very excited when they think of the following links.

After the introduction, the host Jin Kelang said: "As we all know, the Zhulu Literary Association is divided into three parts: poems, articles, and couplets, and I invite Master Qin Huai to come to the stage to say a few words for you!"

Applause, Qin Huai took the stage, and said: "I guess everyone can't wait, and they don't bother to see my old man rambling here, everyone here is capable and handsome, and I hope that they can show their talents at the literary meeting, just like the great leader said, 'Art, a hundred flowers must bloom, and a hundred schools of thought contend'!"

After Qin Huai's speech, he finally got to the point, and the hostess Yang Xuelian smiled: "Thank you Master Qin Huai for your speech, the following is the first part of the Zhulu Literary Club: poetry." First of all, let me introduce you to the rules, whether it is the scene of the literary meeting, or the poems sent by the audience friends outside the venue, as long as you like, everyone can vote for them, and each person can only vote for one vote in a round! After the end of the round, we will continue until the best poems are selected!"

Jin Ke smiled: "That's right, and the difficulty of this literary meeting has been upgraded, and the scene will adopt a direct drawing method for creation, so friends, you must be mentally prepared!"

As soon as these words fell, it immediately set off an uproar in the venue.

"The Jiangnan Writers' Association is so shameless, no wonder, I said that after the Jiangnan Writers' Association experienced the last time, this time it actually dared to choose the Zhulu Wenhui in Wangjianglou!

"Hehe, the topics are all agreed upon by Jiangnan, and the people in their association probably already know about it, and prepare the poems!" Jin Zhennan sneered and looked at the man next to him. "Nangong, you're going to plant it this time!"

"Hmph, does Mr. Nangong need to prepare in advance?" Hao Lei said disdainfully.

The literati writers in other provinces and cities have long been unable to sit still, and they have been prepared in previous years, but they didn't know that this year they actually drew questions on the spot. Many people have reacted that the Jiangnan Writers Association is here to ensure that it is just in case!

However, there are still many people who are confident in their own strength.

And the Writers' Association is also worthy of being the organizer, Jiang Yue and more than a dozen other people came, after looking at each other, Jiang Yue was the first to rush forward, and he knew the topic anyway, and he just wrote so much and memorized it!

"Since no one is on, then I will throw bricks and lead the jade and offer ugliness!" Jiang Yue took the question from the host's hand.

"Teacher Jiang Yue's topic is 'love', and then I will give the time to Teacher Jiang Yue!"

Like this kind of on-site questioning, I usually think about it for a long time, so Yang Xuelian stepped aside, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yue got the microphone and after stabilizing her mind, she almost blurted out: "The name of the poem - "Words Farewell". ”

"The bright moon and the breeze go upstairs, and the green water wanders endlessly. ”

"If the love is deep-rooted, why sigh and leave sorrow?"

"Good poetry!"

Ran Xu was the first to applaud.

"I didn't expect Teacher Jiang Yue to write poems very well!" Hao Lei said.

"Although I write a novel, this poem is okay! Contrast the depth of love with parting, highlighting the firmness of love!" said Yang Jiancheng, a famous professor of classical poetry.

There was a sparse round of applause below.

Seeing this, Jiang Yue was very proud, she wrote so much, but fortunately she won the best poem she wrote.

However, Lei Hao and Jin Zhennan already showed disdain in their eyes.

"Nangong, this kind of garbage poem is also good, if you go up, I don't know if it will frighten them to death!"

"If Mr. Nangong goes up to finish writing the poem, I'm afraid those guys from the Jiangnan Writers Association won't dare to go on stage at all. ”

At this time, the host also touted it.

However, people in other provinces and cities naturally couldn't stand it, and this poem could only be read, so one after another, people came to the stage to draw questions.

Almost all of them are professional poets, and they don't know how many poems they have written, and with this probability, they can make good poems even if they draw questions on the spot.

And so it is.

The poems made by literati from other provinces and cities one after another are almost better than Jiang Yue's "Words of Farewell".

The Jiangnan Writers Association was naturally not willing to lag behind, and successively sent Ran Xu, Hao Lei, and Meng You to go up, and finally Hao Lei's poems were able to move forward.

Seeing this, Zhou Hua motioned to Ishida next to him, who nodded slightly, it was time to enlarge and recruit these literati from other provinces and cities.

ps: Thank you for the tip of the white and Ga Die, thank you!!