At this time, everyone from the Jinling Poetry Association was eating outside with advertisers, and Lin Hai was happily toasting, when he was suddenly called by the waiter to the service desk to answer the phone, saying that it was from the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"What's the matter? Still looking for me so late?"

"Consultant Lin, tonight in the final of "Huaxia Good Poetry", many people called to ask Su Huai. ”

"What's the matter, did he make it through the first round?"

Not only did he pass the first round, but now the finals are live, and he reads three original poems. ”

"Isn't it just a four-word poem, what is worth saying. ”

"No, there are five words, there are seven words, look at your BB machine, I have already posted it on it. ”

Although Lin Hai was surprised in his heart, he felt that his subordinates were making a big fuss, although Su Huai's four-word poem was very good, but he couldn't beat Suzuki Suke, but how did he pass the first round? Could it be that Chen Yang actually lost to him.

picked up the bb and looked at it, and read those few lines of poetry gently, and suddenly the whole person shuddered, and hurriedly rushed to the service desk and said loudly: "Where do you have a TV here!?"

"There is one in the lobby. ”

"Don't drink it! Come on~ Let's take a look at Su Huai's three poems. ”

Lin Hai roared angrily at the people at the wine table, they were still in the dark when such a big thing happened.

Everyone hurriedly cheered up, got together, looked at Su Huai's three poems, and read them out one by one, and everyone who was originally a little drunk suddenly woke up in fright, and they all broke out in a cold sweat......

"This ...... This...... That Su Huai wrote it?" An expert of the Poetry Association, his lips trembled.

Others also feel that their heads are confused, and the talent, feelings, meanings, and momentum of these three songs are far beyond their level...... Everyone present felt that all of them together were not as good as Su Huai's hair......

Lin Hai was even more stunned, he only felt that in his mind, Su Huai's figure was as huge as covering the sky and the sun, and the previous song "Pu Jia" was not a coincidence, not done by others, but Su Huai's real level...... No...... Compared with these three poems, what is "Pu Jia"?

Lin Hai couldn't help but tremble in his heart...... It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, I still want to replace this monster to go to the Taishan Poetry Club?

Thinking of this, he suddenly shuddered, and hurriedly shouted, "Has Chairman Fan left Jinling?"

"Said it was tonight's train, and it was still an hour away. One replied.

"Huh?" Lin Hai gritted his teeth when he heard this: "That Xiaofang~ Hurry! Go and drive for me, let's stop Chairman Fan, and we'll go and ask for guilt in person!"

"Please?" Some people in the Poetry Association were unconvinced: "What is there to plead guilty, the voting results have not come out yet, so Su Huai Bacheng still has to lose, right?" I don't believe he can win Chen Daqi. ”

"Yes, if we bow our heads, then how will we gain a foothold in the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles in the future!?"

"Is your head full of mush!?What's the important thing about winning or losing now!?" Lin Hai listened to his anger, resisted the urge to kick the man's ass, and lowered his voice:

"After tonight, no matter whether you win or lose, Su Huai will carp jump into the dragon gate, the future achievements are limitless, if someone in the future knows that we have made it difficult for him, not only me, but all of us here will be engraved in the history of Chinese literature for 10,000 years, becoming a permanent joke for future generations~"

Now they don't care about losing face, this thing is not good, if it spreads, they will really stink for 10,000 years!

Everyone in the Poetry Association looked at each other, and they all felt that this Lin Consultant was too exaggerated, is Su Huai so powerful?

These three poems participated in the Taishan Poetry Club, but I am afraid that they may not be selected into the top ten......

For most literati, the judgment of literary works is very subjective, once they identify themselves as masters, even if the master draws a ghost and a charm is a classic, but no matter how earth-shattering a poem a newcomer writes, they can only see it as "okay".

Because you're a newcomer, you can't be better than those famous people, right?

Among the people present, only Lin Hai had the highest knowledge, and he was the only one who felt Su Huai's horror from these three poems......

In the live broadcast program, the message messages from various audience hotlines are scrolled at the bottom of the screen.

"Vote ~ vote ~ Everyone vote for Mr. Xiao Su. ”

"Teacher Xiao Su is handsome, and his poems are so good, it's really unreasonable!"

"That idiot Xu Yinjiang also said that Mr. Xiao Su's style is bullshit, this is called bullshit?"

"I don't know this Su Huai, but just these three poems, I voted for him, the poetry competition is not only music, but also original poetry, Chen Daqi, Suzuki Suke, can't be compared with him at all. ”

"Everyone, vote, what a once-in-a-century genius in Japan, our teacher Xiao Su is a once-in-a-millennium talent in China!"

"Teacher Xiao Su's supporters, it's time to call on relatives and friends to vote, and the decisive battle is over~"

In this much-anticipated final, Su Huai suddenly broke out, which made countless audiences moved by his poems and began to support him enthusiastically.

The audience was completely immersed in these three poems, and Takashi Harada stood up directly trembling and stammered: "Little ...... Teacher Xiaosu, can you write down these three poems and let me see the words used. ”

He had already used "you" in his address because he had sensed that Su Huai had surpassed his level.

Su Huai looked at them, his expression was as clear as at the beginning, as if those ridicules and ridicules had not happened, and he was still not humble or arrogant: "Of course you can, please ask the three teachers to evaluate it."

Su Huai asked Monk Gu to hand the lyrics list to the three judges, and the three judges looked attentive.

Xu Yinjiang knew at this moment that he was destined to be infamous on his back, so he didn't dare to say anything at all, but after Harada Takashi repeatedly studied these three poems, he looked up at Su Huai and commented:

"Teacher Xiao Su, although your three poems are impeccable, but the idea is completely different, if it is a poet, I really have nothing to say, but tonight is a poem, and the title is 'butterfly', these three poems are integrated and adapted into a song, I'm afraid it's impossible at all, and there is no butterfly in it at all. ”

After the shock just now, Harada Takashi has calmed down, although Su Huai's original poems are extremely amazing, but looking at his first round of "The Most Dazzling National Style", his lyrics and songs are average, if you talk about poetry, he is still not as good as Suzuki Suke.

Compared with each other, the two can only say that they have a winner, and the voting result is still unknown.