"The chest is full of Tibetan ink and valley, and there is poetry and calligraphy in the belly. Hello everyone, I'm Lin Zhengran, after the advertisement, everyone will return to the finals of this season's poetry meeting again!" The applause from the audience was extremely hot, the studio was packed, the stairs were full of people who had joined the crowd, and the big meat balls and small balls sandwiched in the middle of the first row were very obvious, and the camera swept over, and the screen was full of her big face.

"After several rounds of exciting competition, our top three have been born, and the last link is our battle of kings. Just now, I was so nervous and intense, I don't know how everyone is, anyway, I'm sweating from it", Lin Zhengran laughed as soon as he said this.

"Let's listen to a song and relax a little before the championship is made, I know a lot of people in the audience are here for him today, please shout his name out loud. Lin Zhengran stretched out the microphone,

Kong Mingzhe...... Kong Mingzhe ......", and the shouts from the audience were thunderous and uniform.

"It's okay, it's okay, if you shout it again, the top of our studio will be overturned, and now we will ask Kong Mingzhe to bring us the poem "Guan Ju" composed by himself!" The stage darkened, a beam of light fell on the stage, and those who sat quietly in the circle of light could raise their Qianqianyu fingers and slowly scrape on the strings of the zither, like a gurgling stream flowing slowly, and the thunderous applause stopped instantly, allowing the tranquil spring to flow into the heart.

When everyone calmed down, the sound of the piano gradually faded away, and a group of cute children dressed in Hanfu came up on the stage, shaking their heads and reciting the poetry "Guan Ju".

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman is a good ...............", the immature children's voices echoed throughout the studio, and the children dispersed in an orderly manner after the recitation.

At this time, the sound of heaven was wafting up from under the stage, and no one saw that the singing had started. Everyone's eyes were focused on the lifting platform in the middle of the stage, and it was not Kong Mingzhe who rose to the stage.

The audience is already crazy, and Xiaoyuanzi's body is full of swaying fat to express her madness. And Kong Mingzhe's blazing starry eyes gently swept over the boiling audience in the audience, and then he turned sideways and sang to the girl who was caressing the piano in the light.

His singing voice is clearly expressing a gentleman who is in lovesickness, looking at the fair lady he thinks about from afar, and the lady is accompanying his singing, and the fingertips are ticking on the strings.

The sound of the piano and the singing are intertwined, the gentleman and the lady are in love, and the whole audience seems to have pink bubbles...... At the end of the song, everyone didn't wake up from a dream, and they couldn't tell whether it was a performance or reality...... Xiao Yuanzi was even more stunned, a roommate who has slept in the bedroom for three years, when did he become so unreasonable, and he was a natural match with his male god.

The little demon, who had been quietly sitting in the corner of the stage, looked at Kong Mingzhe Long Ke and Qin Se and Ming on the stage, still expressionless, but his eyes were full of tide.

The two people on the stage who love you and me, one is the man she admires the most, and the other is the woman she relies on the most, which is probably her ideal ultimate happiness.

At the end of the song, she quietly withdrew, she just came to witness the only beauty left in her heart, and the next championship battle of the poetry club was a chicken rib with her.

And Lin Zhengran, who was waiting on the stage to witness Kong Mingzhe Long Ke up close and convey his love and sweetness with songs, was deeply sour in his heart.