"What about Qin Feng, why did he disappear in a blink of an eye?"

Teacher Gao returned to the table and found that Qin Feng was not there, so he immediately inquired about several people at the same table. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"There, I'm going to help you grow your face again!"

Chu Yun raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the stage and said enviously.

Following the direction of her finger, Teacher Gao and Teacher Yu looked over.

I saw Qin Feng standing under the stage, staring eagerly at the host on the stage, obviously going to participate in the poetry competition.

The two teachers looked at each other helplessly and smiled bitterly, "I really can't be idle for a second."

"Old Yu, you student can really toss! I just shook everyone with a couplet, and I plan to use poetry to do it again!"

A friend at the same table said with a smile.

"No way! We also have a headache, this is a guy who will die of discomfort if he doesn't toss! But he writes poetry really well, everyone wait and see, there will definitely be surprises"

"Hahaha"

Several people at the table chuckled.

The two teachers laughed as well, and then they sat down and began to watch the show.

The game starts right away.

All eyes in the banquet hall were now on the stage, staring at the young men and, of course, the academic authorities who were sitting at the first table as referees.

Who's going to come out on top today? Who's going to be a blockbuster?

……

on stage.

The male host held the microphone and said to the excited contestants in the audience:

"First of all, there is a modern poetry competition, and according to the rules just introduced, participants are invited to present their works and submit them to several judges for judging.

If you don't prepare in advance, there is a pen and paper next to the stage, you can write on the spot, and give it to me after signing and sealing, and I will hand it over to the judges. Everyone, please submit your work."

After speaking, he stepped off the stage and began to shuttle among the young scholars to collect entries.

Almost all the contestants came prepared, and the works had already been sealed, and they could be taken out and handed in directly, and few were written on the spot.

Soon the host collected a dozen envelopes, turned around and walked back to the stage, and then watched with everyone as the last contestant quickly wrote on the side of the stage.

This is naturally none other than Qin Feng, he has no preparation, and now he can only write alone.

The rest of the contestants at the scene were relieved when they saw this situation.

Qin Feng still brings a lot of pressure to everyone, and his modern poems are very wonderful, and each of them can be called classics. If you use it to compete, others won't have a chance at all.

And some of his songs are also very good poems, and the lethality should not be underestimated.

But looking at the way he frowned and thought, it was obvious that he was creating on the spot, so the level of the work may not be high, how can it be compared with the poems that everyone has carefully prepared for a year?

Thinking of this, the rest of the contestants suddenly felt that their hopes of winning were greatly increased.

Professor Lu, who served as a judge, also thought that Qin Feng was creating on the spot, so they didn't have much expectations for his work.

Teacher Gao, Teacher Yu, and Principal Li, who were a little farther away, saw this situation and also felt that he was out of action today, and other people who paid attention to Qin Feng basically had the same idea.

But they knew that the reason why Qin Feng had that expression and appearance was because he was fighting a difficult ideological struggle in his mind.

"Should I choose the romantic Tagore or the carnal Tiger in Feng Tang's pen?"

In the end, he chose the romantic Tagore! This is the Tagore that everyone loves!

A few minutes later, in full view of the crowd, he signed his name at the end of the work, then sealed the envelope and handed it to the host, who was already waiting impatiently.

As his work was handed in, the young scholars participating in the competition suddenly became nervous.

It's time to decide the winner!

The host walked to the judges' bench with the collected works, and everyone's attention shifted to the judges.

Qin Feng walked to Gong Xiaofeng's side with a relaxed smile at this time, as if he didn't take the competition seriously, his appearance made many of the contestants around him look a little unhappy.

"Judging by the way you just looked, it couldn't have been created on the spot, right?"

Gong Xiaofeng asked a little curiously.

Hearing this question, several competitors turned their heads to look at Qin Feng, they also had such questions

"Brother Gong, your eyes are like torches! Dude is really created on the spot, I didn't know there was this competition before! I didn't prepare at all, so I could only write a poem on the spot."

Qin Feng responded with a smile.

This is the answer that every contestant wants to hear. Yes, this one can already be ruled out of the top five!

"I'll go! You're fast enough to write a modern poem in such a short time!

Although he expected it, Gong Xiaofeng was still taken aback by this answer, and hurriedly continued to ask.

"Don't worry, buddy's shot must be a high-quality product, it's definitely not bad, it's a simple thing to advance to the second round, with buddy's work, you can't say it if you don't give a first"

Qin Feng patted his chest and blew at the mouth, his expression was too weak.

Looking at Qin Feng, who was bursting with self-confidence, Gong Xiaofeng couldn't help but roll his eyes, what kind of person is this? Do you know how to write the word modesty?

"Isn't it that awesome, buddy, waiting to see your masterpiece, don't let me down!"

"You're all right! You're going to be able to shock everyone."

"Haha, just blow it!"

While waiting for the answer, the two talked and laughed, and were very happy.

However, some people were very unhappy, especially several young scholars who participated in the competition, and their faces were full of disdain.

At first, everyone could bear it, but when they heard Qin Feng say again that they would take the first place, finally some people couldn't help it.

"Arrogant! I've written a few broken poems, and I really think of myself as a poet! I don't know how thick the sky is!"

A bitter and harsh sentence clearly reached everyone's ears.

The one who spoke was one of the two young scholars that Qin Feng met at the door of the hotel, and the other was standing beside him, also with a disdainful expression.

This voice was not small, and many people around heard it, and everyone turned their heads to look at him in surprise.

"Dude, don't say it bluntly if you think so, I don't know this kid is aggressive!

And Qin Feng's quick response also confirmed everyone's thoughts.

"Brother Gong, who is this? I haven't seen it, how did you expose him?"

Qin Feng glanced at the person who spoke, and then asked Gong Xiaofeng with disdain.

"Poof!"

Hearing this, many people almost burst out laughing.

Gong Xiaofeng didn't hold back either, laughed twice, and then immediately lowered his head, holding back his laughter, but his shoulders were still shaking, obviously hard.

And the person in question was already so angry that his face turned purple, and he glared at Qin Feng fiercely, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Gong Xiaofeng took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressed his smile, and began to introduce the person in front of him to Qin Feng.

"This is the famous young poet Tao Zhen, who is famous for his modern poetry, and has won many awards in poetry competitions, and his famous work "Tomorrow's Me" is widely known."

Hearing this introduction, a smug smile immediately appeared on Tao Zhen's face.

Obviously, he is very happy with his results and work.

But in the next second, his smile immediately froze completely, and his face became extremely ugly.

"I don't know! What a broken poem! I haven't heard of it."

Qin Feng shook his head blankly and said, with a disdainful expression.

"Hahaha"

Immediately, there was a burst of low laughter.

"You kid, shut up, don't get into trouble, right? Now the game is the most important, don't make any extraneous branches."

Gong Xiaofeng smiled and slapped Qin Feng's shoulder.

Then he arched his hand to Tao Zhen again, resolving the dispute that was about to break out.

"Brother Tao, this kid is used to being open-mouthed, don't be serious with him"

Seeing Gong Xiaofeng speak out, Qin Feng didn't pay attention to Tao Zhen anymore, and turned his attention to several judges.

Tao Zhen glared at Qin Feng fiercely and also diverted his attention.

Indeed, the most important thing at this point is the game, and nothing else matters.

The rest of the people at the scene did the same, and after laughing a few times, everyone's attention shifted to several judges.

……

Several judges had already opened the envelope and began to evaluate the works of the first competition.

When the contestants in front of the stage saw this scene, their nerves instantly tensed.

The judges clearly understood the mood of the contestants, and before the tasting began, several judges smiled and nodded to the contestants before they looked down at the works in their hands.

As the judges began to evaluate the poems, the scene immediately became unusually quiet.

Each contestant looked nervously at the judges' bench, hoping that their work would stand out.

Only Qin Feng was an exception, he looked at these young scholars one by one with a relaxed expression, imagining who would be his opponent in the next round.

He wasn't worried about whether he could make it to the semifinals, and he couldn't help but see hell!

You know, what he came up with is one of Tagore's masterpieces, and if he can't make it to the semifinals, what will the game look like!

On the judges' bench, several teachers quickly reviewed the manuscripts in their hands.

Everyone has basically read two or three copies, and some of the works in their hands are nodded and praised, some shake their heads and sigh, and some are put aside expressionlessly.

Suddenly, a voice came from the judges' seat, which was the voice that the poet Li Fangyuan disliked.

"Whose manuscript is this? The words are too ugly! Elementary school students are better than this!"

"Hahaha"

The scene burst into laughter.

After the laughter, everyone immediately began to look left and right, guessing whose words were so angry and resentful, so that the judges couldn't help but complain openly!

In the end, everyone unanimously looked at Qin Feng, it must have been him, he didn't run!

The rest of the contestants all know each other a little bit, and the handwriting is not too bad, only Qin Feng's handwriting has never been seen by anyone.

It seems that it can only be him, and his slightly red face shows that everyone guessed correctly.

"Hahaha"

There was another chuckle at the scene.

The laughter contained a lot of contempt and even contempt, and many contestants had completely excluded Qin Feng from the competitors at this time.

"Uncle Li, save some face for your buddies! This is not a calligraphy competition, if it is a calligraphy competition, you won't participate in it if you kill your buddies, this is a poetry competition! Look at the content, don't get entangled in these appearances, okay!"

Qin Feng could only blush-face and muttered in a low voice, who made his words really impossible to see people.

As if telepathically, when he was chattering like this, Mr. Li Fangyuan, the dear poet on the judges' seat, had already begun to read the content of the poem with a disgusted expression.

Just a few seconds later, the embarrassed expression on his face was swept away, replaced by an expression of shock that was stunned.

As he continued to read, his eyes immediately began to show a look of ecstasy, and his mouth was full of admiration.

"Good poetry, good poetry!

This huge change in his mood instantly made Qin Feng feel a sense of raising his eyebrows.

That's right! Content is king! Why care about appearances!

The rest of the contestants were surprised to see Li Fangyuan's emotional changes.

"It's bad, Qin Feng's poem must be excellent, don't be another "Answer"! If it's that level, then this kid will definitely enter the semi-finals, and the championship is no problem!"

Several contestants who had previously despised and despised him because of Qin Feng's stinky words were almost choked by Li Fangyuan's drastic emotional changes.

After their mood calmed down a little, each of them looked at Qin Feng again, and their eyes were already very solemn.

Qin Feng could not have felt this kind of outgoing emotional change in everyone, and at this time, he only felt that his whole body was transparent and extremely comfortable.

Li Fangyuan's violent mood fluctuations on the judges' bench have attracted the attention of the rest of the judges, and everyone looked at him with a little puzzlement, as well as the manuscript he was reluctant to put down at all.

Could it be that there is a modern poem that shocks him?

Li Fangyuan is a leading figure in the domestic poetry circle, what kind of level should it be if he can be shocked to the point of gaffe?

Thinking of this, the rest of the judges were a little itchy and began to ask questions.

"Lao Li, what's the matter? Could it be that what you have in your hand is really the so-called divine work?"

"Show me, I'll see what poetry can make you so out of shape"

"Circulate it to everyone, don't let you dominate it alone"

"Lao Li, whose work is it?"

Hearing their inquiry, Li Fangyuan raised his hand and waved outwards and said:

"Don't make any noise, let me taste it carefully, I haven't seen such a masterpiece in many years!"

"Whoa!"

The sound of pushing and pulling stools rang out immediately.

Hearing Li Fangyuan say this, the rest of the judges stood up awkwardly, pushed away the stool and walked quickly towards Li Fangyuan, everyone's expressions were very eager.

can make Li Fangyuan comment like this, it must be a masterpiece.

Seeing the actions of several judges and teachers, everyone at the scene was shocked, what happened to them?

Those contestants in the first game looked at Qin Feng in horror, could it be that he really wrote a masterpiece?

Qin Feng, on the other hand, stood there with a calm expression, with a natural expression.

"Everyone, please enjoy the classics from another world!" (To be continued.) )