Autumn Yihan left, just like her name, like the cool cold of the autumn wind, came in a hurry, and left in a hurry.

For her departure, many school boys wept bitterly, their goddess was gone, thinking that they would never see her again, and the impulse to tears was like the Yellow River dam, pouring down.

However, any sadness has a time limit, and soon, everyone's emotions are overwhelmed by one thing.

Two days, in a blink of an eye, time has passed.

In the school gymnasium, the knowledge competition has not yet begun, and it is already boiling.

The school-wide knowledge competition, which is held every year, has become a good tradition of the school over time, which not only helps to relax but also motivates students to learn.

The audience who visited the competition this time, in addition to the first and second years of high school, there are also many people from the society who come to visit.

Of course, the main reason that attracted them to watch the game was that Chen Zheng was among the contestants, and as the former champion of Weicheng, he naturally had a high degree of attention.

And the people who participated in this competition, in addition to a group of scholars, there was also one person, this person was Lin Fan, as an outlier in it, his appearance caused a sensation among many people.

It seems that everyone has forgotten that Lin Fan has taken the first place in the school overnight, and their memories still remain in the past, after all, the impression of 'waste' is by no means something that can be changed overnight.

Of course, Lin Fan didn't think so, and went straight to the position, waiting for the game to start.

And Chen Zheng's presence is undoubtedly the most shining one among the stars, and under the focus of countless attention, he came to his position, but his focus is not on the outside world, but on Lin Fan.

He glanced at Lin Fan coldly, and his indifferent expression seemed to be provocative. Maybe it's a trick from God, these two people are next to each other, it can really be said that they don't get together.

With the flick of a finger, the game will soon begin.

This time, the chief examiner is the principal Bu Changlin, and he came forward to ensure the fairness of the competition, and no one will question that the principal was bought by others, favoritism and cheating.

"Students, in more than a month, you are about to embark on a crucial turning point in your life, here, on behalf of the school, I would like to congratulate you in advance on the title of the gold list. ”

Before the start, there was always an indispensable greeting and warm-up, and the principal's brief opening remarks won the applause and applause of the students.

After the applause ended, Bu Changlin continued: "At this time of year, the school will hold a knowledge competition, which will not be strange to all the students present, so I won't talk nonsense here." ”

And everyone knows the rules of the competition, in the form of rush answers, the contestant answers the most questions correctly, and he wins. Bu Changlin said simply, "However, this year's exam questions and format are slightly different. ”

"This year's exam format has been changed to a thematic system, with three rounds for each topic, and the answers are no longer rushed, but answered in turns, and everyone will get a chance to answer. In the course of the round, if the contestant fails to answer, it will be regarded as eliminated until the first place is produced. ”

To put it simply, the examiner gives a corresponding topic, and the contestant answers, and that's it.

The rules of this kind of competition are similar to the ancient poetry contest held in Huaxia.

Subsequently, the principal announced a few more rules and regulations before the official start of the competition.

As the referee announces the start of the competition, it is up to the principal to personally announce the theme of the first round: clouds.

At this time, the referee said: "In the 5,000-year history of China, countless wonderful poems have emerged, and then, starting from the first person, everyone says a poem with the word 'cloud', and everyone has ten seconds to think about it, start now." ”

As soon as the game began, the whole atmosphere became tense, and for the spectators, the moment was already in place, and they were waiting with bated breath to watch.

At this time, the first contestant was silent for a moment, and then opened his mouth and said: "Where are you going to go in a few days? ”

After the first person finished answering, the second person took the opportunity to pick up and said, "The ink cloud dragged the rain over the West Building. The water flows eastward, and the smoke is harvested at night. ”

"The clouds and rain are still twilight, and the fireworks are spring and autumn. ”

"The sound of Guihong is broken, and the snow falls from the back window. ”

"The wind and dew are wet, and the sand and water are lost in the boat. ”

"The twilight of the year, the mole crickets are sad. ”

"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. ”

……

The first round of the competition has just begun, and all the contestants have entered the roles, and all the eight immortals have crossed the sea to show their magical powers, and in their minds, their thoughts are spinning rapidly, trying to find the answer to the word 'cloud'.

A scholar is a scholar, and it is not easy for many onlookers to come up with a sentence or two of poetry, but they can answer it fluently.

There are even some people who have never heard of the poems they read at all, so that the audience is confused and at a loss.

After a while, he arrived at Lin Fan's place, but he heard him say unhurriedly: "The white clouds are gone, and Qingfeng Pu is not worried." ”

As soon as Lin Fan spoke, Chen Zheng followed and said: "The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and things change and the stars move a few degrees in autumn. ”

In terms of momentum, the two are evenly matched, and no one loses to anyone? Especially Chen Zheng, his momentum is full of a kind of resentment, he wants to be ashamed, let Lin Fan know, what is it like to shout in public that he is a waste?

The students who watched the competition listened wonderfully, but they didn't know that the contestants were even more intense, and they wanted to find the lyrics with the word 'cloud' from thousands of poems within the specified time, which was by no means as simple as it seemed.

As the competition progressed, more and more poems about the word "cloud" were spoken, and the more difficult it was in the end, and the large number of people who participated in the competition, a poem that was finally thought of was said by others, which can be described as a very ordinary thing.

After all, all of them have so much poetry reserves, and it is normal for the poems they want to be said by others.

As a result, as time went on and as the competition progressed, more and more verses were spoken, and as a result, the difficulty of the competition increased exponentially.

The difficulty is getting bigger and bigger, and the time to think about it is only ten seconds, which needs to test the mental quality of the participants.

After the first round of the competition, nearly half of the fifty contestants were eliminated after PK, while Lin Fan and Chen Zheng were on the list, without any sense of crisis.

At this time, the referee announced the theme of the second round: water.

Since the number of people is halved, it means that the difficulty is increased by half, and for the people behind them, there is less time to think.

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return. The first person said.

"The sunset embroidered curtain roll, the water under the pavilion is empty. ”

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. ”

"A river of smoke and water shines on the sunny land, and people on both sides of the strait connect the eaves. ”

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. ”

"The river flows in spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward. ”

……

The second round of the competition was in full swing, and Bu Changlin, as the principal, couldn't help but nod with satisfaction when he saw that his students could perform like this, and said: "The future is terrifying." ”

"What the principal said is that although this group of students is a little worse than us, it is not easy to have such a level. The vice principal said, "Especially the one named Chen Zheng, not only is he the first in science in the city, but I heard that he has also won the silver medal in the provincial language competition." ”

"Oh?

Bu Changlin was a little surprised, he only knew that Chen Zheng's science was very powerful, and he was a rare genius, but he didn't expect that he would win a provincial award.

"That's still false, this kid is a rare genius in our school, if he chose liberal arts, the first place in liberal arts would definitely be no problem. The vice principal said.

Bu Changlin smiled and didn't speak, and suddenly, he shifted the topic to Han Ya beside him, and asked, "Teacher Han, you used to be a student of No. 1 Middle School, and you also won the first place in the competition, what do you think of Chen Zheng?"

"Very strong!!"

Han Ya is a standard scholar, the champion of Weicheng back then, and was later admitted to Yenching University, and studied abroad at public expense.

At this time, the vice principal smiled and said, "It seems that the first place this time is none other than Chen Zheng." ”

His words have attracted the approval of many people, after all, Chen Zheng's talent is obvious to all, and it is by no means a waste of fame and excessive praise from others.

"Not necessarily. Han Ya said suddenly.

"Huh?" the vice principal raised his eyebrows slightly, frowned, and said, "Teacher Han, what do you mean by this?"

As you can hear, that's what it looks like. ”

The vice principal snorted and said, "You mean that Chen Zheng can't win the first place?"

Han Ya didn't say anything, and said with room to say: "The world is impermanent, who can say for sure this kind of thing, when the horse still loses its front hooves, let alone a person." ”

"Then who do you say you are most optimistic about?" asked the vice principal with displeasure.

This vice principal is none other than Chen Zheng's own uncle, hearing Han Ya's answer, he didn't hide his displeasure, a student who has not yet graduated, what can she understand.

I really don't know who sent her to teach in No. 1 Middle School.

Han Ya knew that the vice principal was unhappy, so in order not to make the relationship between the teachers too stiff, she didn't speak, but she actually had a candidate in her heart.

And the principal of No. 1 Middle School, who was silent, squinted his eyes and had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to understand something.

With the end of the second, third, and fourth rounds, all the others were eliminated, but only two people were still "alive".

Lin Fan and Chen Zheng.