"Brother Xiaosu, don't be too confident. Ji Qiaoqiao couldn't help but say while getting off the cable car:

"I heard that this time the flower and bird poem Saint Nishiki Ichi, the wine fairy poem Saint Yoshikawa Ju all went to the top of the mountain in two days to meditate all night, absorb the essence of the aura of this Mount Tai heaven and earth, find inspiration, and give up everything just for this summit poem, will you not necessarily win?"

Su Huai listened but said lightly: "There is only one poet saint in this world from ancient times to the present. With that, he got off the cable car.

There is only one Haoran in Causeway Bay, and only Du Fu can be the name of the poet.

Zhang Min, Ji Qiaoqiao, and Ren Na all laughed when they heard it, and it was really Su Huai's lawless style, but why did he feel very enjoyable every time he said this kind of thing?

The four of them got off the cable car, like a large square, but it was silent, and the 12,000 spectators were extremely focused.

Representatives of other eliminated poetry teams were all present, Hu Yinan, Han Yunjun, Jin Babu, and poets from New Europe, Malaysia, Thailand and other teams all looked solemn in the first row.

On the big screen, Brother Hai, Gu Rangzheng's face was full of frustration, and it seemed that the progress was not going well, and on the other side, a row of dozens of poets were sitting on the ground in kimonos, and among the three people led by Su Huai, Su Huai knew Yoshikawa Ju, the captain of the poetry team, and Nishiki Weaving, who was a live guest on TV.

And in front of them sat an old man with a white beard and white hair wearing a black kimono with a wrinkled face and a strong body.

Although Su Huai didn't know this person, but when he saw the person's demeanor, a name that had never appeared for a long time appeared in his heart, the greatest poet of time and space, "Landscape Poetry Saint" Dongshan Ji.

Ji Qiaoqiao snorted lightly: "Why is Dongshan Ji here?"

"Shouldn't he come?" Su Huai was mentally prepared, you three copycat poets should go together, and they will all be packed together.

Ji Qiaoqiao condensed and said: "This old man is said to have been in the poetry world ten years ago, in order to promote their great culture, founded Dongshan Gate, and recruited students from all walks of life, that is, he united the two major chambers of commerce in Kyoto and Seoul with his superb influence, established the current Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, and served as the spiritual leader

In terms of identity, he has far surpassed the category of poets, and his achievements in various fields such as tea ceremony and Buddhism are rare in the world, and he has already become the embodiment of the Yamato nation."

Renna also snorted: "Yes, I heard that this old devil is known as one of the three great masters of the world's literary world, along with Cao Zhiyu, the emperor of the Korean Go game, and Tolkien, the giant of the new European literary world, even if he wants to come to the Taishan Poetry Club, he should also serve as a judge team, how can he personally participate in the competition?"

As he was talking, he heard the referee on the stage announce: "Pick up the poem game, say this team is the first class!"

At this time, there was a tsunami-like cheer at the scene, thousands of spectators waved their fists, and many people were shouting:

"Worthy of Mr. Higashiyama!

"Long live Higashiyama-sensei"

"Long live this team!

In the bursts of cheers from the audience, some people had already begun to shout rhythmically, "Higashiyama-sensei!" "Higashiyama-sensei!" "Higashiyama-sensei!" The huge shouts echoed in the sky, which was extremely shocking.

After everyone watched the young genius Su Huai overcome all the obstacles and destroy the records of his predecessors, the legendary poet saint of this book finally couldn't sit still, came to the top of Mount Tai, and participated in the final.

The poetry club is no different from other competitive events, the members of each team are not fixed, and they can be replaced at any time, because even if substitutions are not allowed, as long as someone in your team creates a good poem, it can still be read by others, so after the semi-finals, 60 first-class poets were gathered, and the whole country had to win the game.

But Rao is like this, no one thought that Dongshan Ji, who has been retired for many years, would appear in the finals of this Taishan Poetry Conference.

At this moment, not only the audience, but also the judges, all the poets present, and even all the viewers in front of the TV have decided that the team will win the championship without any suspense.

After all, Higashiyama Ji is out.

Since his debut, he has never been defeated in the Taishan Poetry Conference, and the legendary poet who won the championship in the first three sessions has made a comeback.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "Teacher Su is here!" Almost in a second, all the cameras on the scene turned to Su Huai's side, aiming at his beautiful and pale face.

This is 5,000 meters above sea level, Su Huai still feels difficult to breathe, his head hurts faintly, and his face has said it all.

"Xiao Su" "Teacher Xiao Su!" Brother Hai Gu Rang was all exclaimed, and the team leader Zheng Guiyang also ran over, looking at him with surprise and concern:

"Why don't you get some rest?" "You're not well, what are you going to do?" "What nonsense, who the hell let you out?"

But before they could finish asking, the entire Chinese audience was already boiling, shouting rhythmically "Teacher Su!" "Teacher Su!" and "Teacher Su!"

Su Huai didn't say much, but said lightly: "Did you lose the poetry session?"

"I'm sorry" Brother Hai's face was full of guilt, without Su Huai and Ji Qiaoqiao, they would have no chance at all in the face of Dongshan Ji.

"That's great. Su Huai's pale face showed a hint of a smile: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to support it soon, it's time for us to be right first, I have a proposal, I hope the teachers can meet my requirements." ”

Although I was worried about whether Su Huai's body could hold up, Captain Huaxia had already arrived here, and there was no reason not to let him go, after all, it was only Su Huai who could go to the top of the mountain this time.

"Xiao Su, say whatever you want, we all listen to you. Brother Hai said that he said.

"We're satisfied to be here this time, just do whatever you want. Gu Rang said, looking back at the other teammates: "Do you have any objections?"

"No" "Listen to Mr. Xiao Su." ”

Su Huai nodded, and said seriously: "I heard that this Taishan Golden Dome Ode, the two teams can only send one to the ode, this time I will represent the Huaxia team, everyone has no objection, right?"

"Of course there is no objection!" said everyone in unison.

Among them, Zheng Guiyang added a sentence and said: "Teacher Xiao Su, if you still write down the poem you want to read in advance, you won't be able to support it and faint."

Before he finished speaking, Brother Hai interrupted him at the same time as Gu Rang and said, "If Xiao Su can't continue the competition, none of us are qualified to go up." ”

"How can that work!?" Zheng Guiyang was anxious: "This is not about one person, it is about the honor of our country in China!"

Gu Rang glanced at Zheng Guiyang contemptuously, and said slowly: "Su Huai is the only one in the Chinese poetry circle. "To be continued.