Chapter 220: Waka Defeated

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More and more poets heard the poems left by Su Huai on the poem tablet for themselves, and after chewing, they only felt that their life's work had been burned, and the world was spinning in front of them, where could they still support it.

In just a quarter of an hour, the original fighting spirit was high, like a blood-licking beast, and more than 10 people in the team were already on the verge of mental breakdown.

And these people are the most elite and top poets in the poetry world.

Only those second-rate characters remained, panicking, afraid of the news of coming again, it was Su Huai who walked to his stone tablet.

Yoshikawa Ju tried his best to stabilize the situation, but at the moment it was also crumbling, because of the route, Su Huai should have almost reached the last scene of the five views of Mount Tai, which was the "broken bridge" he named......

If the "broken bridge" is also lost, then ...... What it meant, he didn't even dare to think about.

Su Huai is alone...... Is it about to sweep the entire world poetry scene?

At this time, another staff member came, looking at Yoshikawa Ju with a frightened expression, but he stopped talking.

"Is it that Su Huai is also leaving poems on the broken bridge. Yoshikawa Ju's eyes widened and he roared, "Nian!"

His "Broken Bridge Yin" is the work that he is most proud of in his life, and unlike other poems, it uses the techniques of Japanese waka and has a very special structure.

The last sentence "On the withered vine road, the faint duck is still wailing." "4 words after 6 words, it is completely Japanese-style waka sentences, and it is extremely beautiful to read, even if Su Huai is five words, seven words are superb, it is impossible to surpass him in this kind of song style!

No way...... There is no way to beat me in waka!

"Yes...... Yes......" The staff listened in horror, bowed their heads and stammered:

"What he left behind was...... Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and westerly winds and thin horses...... Sunset...... Broken Intestine Man...... At...... ...... at the end of the world"

As soon as this poem was read, Yoshikawa Ju only felt that his internal organs were in severe pain, as if he had broken his intestines, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

Unexpectedly...... However, it is really a Japanese waka...... 4 words plus 6 words......

Sunset...... It's a good sunset...... What a heartbreaker at the end of the world...... Are you saying that all of our elites here have already set the sun and are at the end of their rope?

Yoshikawa Ju only felt a flower in front of him, and the whole person's tense spirit collapsed into pieces......

At this time, Higashiyama Ki didn't know the time, and he had already come down, holding Yoshikawa Ju with one hand and preventing him from falling.

"Higashiyama-kun...... We...... We ......" Yoshikawa Ju looked at Higashiyama Ki with lost eyes, and said a word intermittently.

Dongshan Ji looked indifferent, but let people bring Su Huai's fighting poems, and looked at them, the more they looked at them, the more incredible they felt.

This one, one fighting poem, is all based on the same theme, the same sentence, but completely overwhelmed the previous work, which is simply ...... It's like a teacher teaching a student.

Impossible, there can be no such genius...... Could it really be as he said, that he has mastered the lost culture of China......

If so, this person is terrifying.

Countless thoughts surged in Dongshan Ji's heart, does Huaxia really have the glorious history that Su Huai said, or is it just that he is extremely talented?

No way...... Whether it's true or not, you can't let things develop like this, this literary world can't just have words to determine the world, and he must be stopped from continuing to develop like this.

"Let's go down the mountain, this Tarzan is no longer our place. Higashiyama Ji squeezed out a smile, and then said in a deep voice:

"We have lost this ancient poem, but it does not mean that the Yamato nation has lost, straighten your waist and go down the mountain, this Mount Tai has no place for us, we can also go to Higashiyama, you can go to Mt. Fuji, this poetry will be organized by our Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, UNESCO has 15 major associations, there is always a place for you to stand, you are the leader of the poetry circle, stand straight, can not fall ......"

can't continue to drag on, that Su Huai did it on purpose, on this grand live broadcast, in front of poetry fans all over the world, sweeping everything that originally belonged to them.

Dongshan Ji's heart is full of anger, unwillingness, bitterness, what can I do, if it drags on any longer, every second more, there will be more people, see this scene, end it, end it now......

After speaking, Higashiyama Ji picked up Yoshikawa Ju and looked at Nishiki Ichi, Nishiki Ichi's face was pale, and he also understood that the general trend had gone, and said to the referee that the Zen monk was in the west, and said in a lamented voice:

"We call our team, abstain ......"

All those audience members who were looking forward to the three major poets and the sixty-one first-class poetry talents were all stunned, they couldn't believe the facts in front of them, they all felt a great despair, and somewhere in their hearts collapsed.

There was a sobbing sound at the scene unconsciously, and then more and more people began to sob.

The reporters who insisted on broadcasting the pictures of the team were stupid, what is the situation, how is the team, which has always been stubborn and never bows its head, actually gave up when time is still there? This is not like the style of the team.

With the announcement of Xichangguang on TV, "The team abstained, and the Huaxia team reached the top of Mount Tai!"

The whole book fell silent...... But all parts of China were boiling, and the audience in various places were yelling and screaming, and people felt the "rumbling" of stomping on the floor overhead.

Outside roared: "Long live the Huaxia team!" "We have reached the top!"

At the Jinling Satellite TV sub-station in Yanjing City, Qiu Shuzhen, Zhou Xingxing and others, who were watching this scene, jumped up directly, waving their fists excitedly, their seventh production team's mission this time is to produce relevant programs of the Taishan Poetry Club, and now that Huaxia has won the championship, they are about to go out collectively to shoot tidbits, Qiu Shuzhen's first thought is.

"Let's go, go to Yanjing Square and wait for Mr. Xiao Su to come down the mountain and let the driver drive!"

Everyone rushed directly outside excitedly, and saw a pair of drivers for the production team in Yanjing Di'anmen Square, the driver smiled bitterly when he heard it: "I can't get there, it's already crowded, if you're in a hurry, go to the tram, the tram has a special lane, and it can move." ”

"Let's go, Sister Qiu, let's go and get the tram!" Zhou Xingxing hurriedly said.

Qiu Shuzhen, Zhou Xingxing rushed to the tram station with the film crew, squeezed onto the tram, there were countless excited poetry fans crowded in the subway, it was 11 o'clock in the morning on Sunday, but there were more people than the usual morning rush hour.

Qiu Shuzhen and Zhou Xingxing were all stunned, the tram was not only adult men, but also many ladies and children, as well as many elderly people, the children were at a loss, but almost all the adults' faces were filled with joy beyond their ability to bear.

Qiu Shuzhen realized that these people were all going to Yanjing Square, and hurriedly asked the cameraman to shoot: "Lao Wang, turn on the camera, start shooting now." ”

As he was talking, he didn't know who was in the tram car, and suddenly sang the red song from Zhang Min's record: "The five-star red flag is fluttering in the wind, how loud the victory song is~~"

Almost instantly, almost everyone in the carriage began to sing. (To be continued.) Reading, a better reading experience.