Time passed little by little, and the contestants also completed their works one after another, but the ranking was still thunderous, and the people of the Writers Association were firmly in the top ten.

There is almost a difference of nearly 100,000 votes between the first and eleventh places, so the result is almost a certainty.

The hostess was about to ask the contestants to step down and wait for the final result, when she suddenly realized, "Eh, why is there another contestant who hasn't finished?"

Then, she saw Ye Hao, who was meditating on the side, and reminded: "This gentleman, there are still three minutes before the end of the game, please seize the time, if you don't finish it within the specified time, you will be eliminated directly......"

As soon as the supporter's voice fell, someone on the writers' association's side made a sarcastic remark.

"Oh, what should I do? Why don't you have time? If you don't write it, you'll be eliminated! Oh, I forgot, you can't write it at all, hahaha!"

"Don't pretend, if you can't write, you can't write, go down obediently, just watch it honestly from the audience!"

Dad can only be anxious on the side, although he has been singing white face at home, but what father doesn't care about his son! The key is that he knows Ye Hao's level, and it is still easy to write a poem or something, after all, the song "Qinyuan Spring" at that time amazed him and everyone in the unit!

Ye Hao admits that he is not professional at all in poetry, and he does not even know much about the use of the most basic plain sounds, but he has the literary giants of his world to help him! He is now standing on the shoulders of giants!

Compared with the literary giants of his world, isn't this a face-finding slap?

Ye Hao smiled contemptuously, his fingers quickly tapped on the mobile phone, the speed was terrifying, and the people around him were stupid!

This is such a typing!

Online.

"Look, Teacher Ye Hao is about to start fighting back!"

"I'm dripping! This typing speed is also very fast!"

"Fight back, you're going to laugh at me! Look at which poem and which word need to type so many words! I think this product has given up!"

"If you say no, you won't, pretend to be a force! After uploading it, I'll make fun of him as soon as possible!"

The people in the Writers' Association were also frightened by Ye Hao's typing speed, but soon, their faces showed calmness, and they all thought that Ye Hao was giving up on himself.

"That's it!" Ye Hao pressed the confirmation button, and after the release was completed, he wiped his sweat, spit out turbidity, and said easily.

And the time came exactly to the last few seconds.

The male host came to the stage at this time and said: "The answer time is over, please get off the stage and return to your seats, and see the results in half an hour." ”

It's dangerous!

The reason why Ye Hao played so fast was because the length of this modern poem was so long, and he almost pretended to fail, but fortunately, the hand speed of the previous 20 years of singleness did not fall.

Then, I saw the poem written by Ye Haogang on the big screen on the stage, and then, everyone who saw it was shocked,

"When the cobwebs mercilessly seized my hearth,

When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty,

I still stubbornly lay out the ashes of disappointment,

Write with beautiful snowflakes: Believe in the future.

……”

It's just these four sentences, the audience was dumbfounded, and netizens were also stunned.

The two hosts were also stunned and didn't speak.

The few writers closed their mouths and gasped.

The little old man who came out of the question, his eyes that were originally slightly squinted, couldn't help but widen and shine brightly.

Cao Yun and Yuan Chengjun's jaws are about to fall to the ground!

It's amazing!

Even if the cobwebs seal the hearth, even if the poverty and sorrow can still pave the ashes of disappointment and write down the perseverance and spirit of not giving up by believing in the future!

……

"I'm a firm believer that people are critical to our backbones,

The countless explorations, the lost, the failures and the successes,

We will definitely give a warm, objective and fair evaluation.

Yes, I anxiously await their assessment.

Friends, firmly believe in the future,

Believe in indomitable efforts,

Believe in the youth who conquer death,

Believe in the future and love life. ”

Even if we are lost and fail, as long as we believe in the future, love life, and overcome the young of death with indomitable efforts, we will inevitably get an enthusiastic, objective, and impartial evaluation!

That's right, this modern poem is nothing else, it is "Believe in the Future", which is known as the "originator of hazy poetry" - index finger!

Before many people know it, their eyes are already moist.

As soon as this poem came out, it was shocking!

Compared with this poem, those who wrote it are rubbish!

The little old man who came up with the question had a kind of excitement in his heart inexplicably, and he didn't know how long it had been since he had been excited, five years, ten years, no!

The reason is that there is a shortage of modern poetry in this time and space! There are really no good poems that can be used......

Those people in the writers' association may be pretty good in the eyes of ordinary people, but in his opinion, it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance.

And this poem "Believe in the Future" shocked him, and it seemed that he suddenly saw the future of modern poetry.

What is modern poetry?

He had already decided in his heart that when it was over, he must have a good talk with this young man, and it was best to take down this poem......

The most surprised are Cao Yun and Yuan Chengjun!

The whole person is fascinated, you still play soy sauce? Just go on stage and perfunctory? I really believe in your evil! You can write songs, you can also write movie scripts, and now you can even write poems so awesomely, can you be a little more fucking versatile?

It's really kneeling!

I don't know who applauded, and then there was an uproar, and everyone applauded!

Thunderous applause!

The entire auditorium was filled with thunderous applause, and the ceiling above them was about to be lifted!

"What a poem!"

"Awesome!"

"It's a slot!

"This is modern poetry! This is real literature!"

Everyone was impressed by this poem, and the power of literature can always inadvertently bring people to move and think.

The faces of those people in the Writers' Association are dark because of this poem "Believe in the Future", you know, they have been preparing for this poetry contest for a long time before coming out, it can be said that every word has been considered several times before deciding, but now a poem that people come with their hands compares them to this group of people, what is this special thing!

The most important thing is that they kept sneering at others, denying others, and ridiculing others, saying that he didn't have the strength to compare with them...... But now, they just felt a hot pain on their faces......

However, they will not bow their heads to Ye Hao, nor will they admit that Ye Hao's is better than them, because as long as Ye Hao can't win the first place, then they will still win, and Ye Hao's counterattack will be meaningless......

After all, the result is everything!

On the screen of the stage, the current number of votes is prominently displayed-

First place, Red Sleeves, "Wonderful World" 502461 votes!

……

(End of chapter)