In front of the word stage, a fierce offensive and defensive battle is being staged. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The two teachers, President Li and Professor Lin on the one hand, and many experts and scholars who aspire to Qin Feng on the other side, the two sides were arguing with each other in an instant.

In the end, it was Qin Feng himself who spoke out to settle the dispute.

"Everyone, teachers, don't quarrel first, please listen to me!"

Hearing his voice, everyone immediately stopped arguing, and their eyes were focused on him, and their eyes were unusually hot.

The experts and scholars were full of hope and wanted to hear the answers they most wanted from him.

The two teachers, President Li and Professor Lin, were a little nervous, for fear that he would not be able to resist the temptation and throw himself into the arms of others.

"Thank you for the appreciation and love of the seniors, I am flattered, but I am ashamed, the conditions you have given are extremely tempting, but my schedule is already very tight, there is no free time at all, and I have no idea of transferring or apprenticeship again, so I can only say sorry.

Of course, if there is a chance in the future, I will still ask you for advice, you are all famous in the academic world, I will definitely not let go of such a good opportunity, and I hope that you can still add to my blue eyes in the future, then I will be grateful. Today can only disappoint you all."

After speaking, he immediately bowed to the many experts and scholars in front of him and expressed his gratitude.

"Alas, Qin Feng, well done!"

Hearing this, Principal Li excitedly expressed his appreciation.

The two teachers and Professor Lin also nodded appreciatively, and their hearts were immediately reassured, this student is still their own!

The rest of the scholars could only shake their heads and sigh in disappointment.

"Qin Feng, are you sure you don't want to change schools or majors?"

Vice President Zhao is still making his last efforts, and Professor Yang of the Department of Chinese at Peking University is also holding on to the last glimmer of hope and keeping an eye on him.

When President Li and Professor Lin heard this, their eyes widened again, and they immediately prepared to refute them.

But Qin Feng was the first to speak out, and the stone in their hearts completely fell to the ground.

"President Zhao and Professor Yang, thank you for your appreciation, I really don't want to change now, so I can only apologize, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will ask you two for advice."

"That's a pity, I have the opportunity to welcome you to Peking University as a guest in the future, and the door of the Chinese Department is always open to you"

The last effort also failed, and Vice President Zhao and Professor Yang had to say a few polite words and then left disappointed.

The rest of the group did the same, and they could only leave disappointed.

However, everyone still left a foreshadowing before leaving, and everyone promised Qin Feng that if he was admitted to graduate school in the future, it would be best to apply for their graduate school, and they would give him a green light all the way and let him enter the school directly without examination.

Hearing this, Qin Feng was really a little tempted, so he naturally nodded and agreed, as for whether to take the postgraduate entrance examination in the future and what major to take, he didn't think so far now.

"Qin Feng, good performance"

After the departure of many experts and scholars, several teachers expressed their appreciation for his noble character of resisting corruption and never getting wet.

After chatting with the teachers for a few words, Qin Feng immediately found Fan Lao and another calligrapher, Wu Lao.

After contributing a few wonderful couplets again, he successfully obtained a few pairs of Spring Festival couplets from the hands of two calligraphers.

These Spring Festival couplets did not stay in his hands for a few seconds, and they were divided between Teacher Gao, Principal Li, and Professor Lin in a blink of an eye.

In the end, there was only one pair left in his hand, which he was going to take home to honor his father during the Spring Festival, so naturally he would not let it lose again.

After doing this, Qin Feng followed the two teachers and walked back to his table satisfied.

Several reporters at the scene also found Qin Feng at this time and tried to interview him, but he refused.

There is enough of the limelight today, there is no need to deal with these journalists anymore.

……

Halfway through the banquet.

The two teachers didn't sit for a few minutes when they came back, and soon got up again to meet the rest of their old friends.

And Qin Feng once again returned to the situation of being alone and leisurely.

But this state didn't last long, and when he was chatting with Liu Yan on WeChat, he was called away by someone else.

This time, Professor Lu sent someone to call him.

"Hello, what do you call it?"

Qin Feng asked the twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old buddy in front of him.

This guy is probably the youngest person at the dinner scene except for himself, wearing a neat dark suit, with a very bright appearance and a bit of elegant taste.

"My name is Gong Xiaofeng, and I am a doctoral student of Professor Lu."

This one turned his head to glance at Qin Feng, and then reported his name.

"Brother Gong, can I call me that, what is Professor Lu looking for me?"

"Yes, we don't have much age difference, we are considered peers, Professor Lu should be related to the upcoming poetry competition, and the teacher named you to come to the dinner party because of this"

"Poetry contest? Brother Gong, can you explain it! It's the first time I've attended this dinner, and I really don't understand!"

Every year, the Ministry of Culture will hold this dinner, and during the dinner, it will provide a stage for young scholars to show, and the content is the essence of traditional culture such as poetry and songs.

However, as several young scholars stood out in the competition and became famous, everyone paid more and more attention to this competition, and many people regarded it as an important opportunity to advance, hoping to be a blockbuster in the competition and be appreciated and affirmed by many academic authorities.

Professor Lu and several scholars have seen your poems, and everyone has a good evaluation, so I want you to participate in this competition, first, to see your talent, and secondly, to add fresh blood to the literary world."

"Oh, that's what happened, it's kind of interesting!"

After listening to Gong Xiaofeng's explanation, Qin Feng suddenly became interested in this game.

The two chatted for a few words, and then walked to the stage of the banquet hall where the game was going to be played.

At this time, there were already many guests gathered here, more than half of whom were young scholars.

They all stared at the stage not far in front of them, their eyes were hot, as if this was the ladder of life.

Many people noticed Qin Feng who came over, and at the same time remembered his poems, and immediately realized that he might also participate in this poetry competition.

In an instant, some people's eyes began to reveal vigilance and hostility.

Among them, the two young scholars I had seen when I entered the hotel were the most prominent, and the hostility in their eyes was so strong that it almost made people suspect that there was an indissoluble enmity between the two sides.

"Why did this kid come here?

"Whatever, the poems are not couplets, he may not be able to be strong enough, we are so well prepared, this year must not be like last year, being blocked out of the top three"

"Also, this year, no one wants to block our way to the top, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha"

"Yes! We must not let a year's hard work go to waste"

After the two encouraged each other, they immediately looked back at the stage with confidence, and Qin Feng's threat was also left behind.

Qin Feng directly chose to ignore these unfriendly and even hostile gazes, this kind of gaze he could encounter almost every day, and he had long been accustomed to it.

Before arriving at the stage, he did not stop, but walked straight to Lu Wenxuan, Li Fangyun, and other scholars who were sitting at the first table under the stage and acting as referees of the game.

Professor Lu and Mr. Li、...... , hello to you, I answered the call to come and report"

Qin Feng walked to the table and bowed to a few of them, then greeted with a smile.

"Hey, you kid is so easy to say, a greeting, a bow, and you're all gone?"

Seeing Qin Feng's movements, Professor Lu immediately laughed and teased him.

"Hahaha"

Everyone in the room chuckled.

Qin Feng blushed, smiled embarrassedly and said:

"You are sitting at a round table, it is really not good to meet one by one, why don't I do it again?"

"Forget it, Professor Lu is joking with you, it's all trivial, it doesn't matter, we don't care, as long as you kid will come up with a few good poems in a while, like the previous "Answer", "Time Passes Slowly" is good"

The poet Li Fangyun said with a smile.

He is a modernist poet, and he likes Qin Feng's two modern poems very much, and thinks they are rare masterpieces in recent years, so he asked him to come to the dinner by name, just to see if he has any new works.

"It's even better if you kid can come up with a few ancient poems or lyrics, judging from your skills in couplets, this shouldn't be a problem, and your previous song 'I was going to ...... the bright moon' is very good"

Writer Liu Yuanye interjected at the right time.

"The two teachers praised it, I'll work hard, try not to disappoint everyone, but the rules of the game are still confused."

"Xiaofeng, you explain it to Qin Feng"

Professor Lu directly greeted Gong Xiaofeng and asked him to take Qin Feng away, and then went to discuss the competition with the rest of the scholars.

The host was already preparing on the stage at this time, and many people got up and walked forward, standing on the edge of the stage, waiting for the game to start.

Gong Xiaofeng also took Qin Feng to the front of the stage two steps, and began to explain the rules of the game after standing still.

"This competition is divided into three parts, namely modern poetry, ancient poetry, and lyrics, and each part of the competition is two rounds, the first round determines the top five, the second round determines the top three, and the rest of the rankings are not ranked.

Modern poetry is not divided into forms, genres and expressions, all types are acceptable, and after the poems are written, several judges and teachers discuss and decide the ranking, and announce them in public.

Ancient poems are also not limited to genres, five words, seven words, ancient style, and close style, and Yuefu and song style can also be used, and the evaluation method is the same as that of modern poetry.

The first round of the word competition is not limited to genres and word cards, but the second round will specify the name of the word card and require on-site creation, which should be the most difficult one.

The age limit of the competition is limited to young scholars under the age of 35, there are not many people, and the total number of people on the scene is only about 20 people, you can choose the category of the competition at will, or you can participate in all three, of course, there are very few such people.

Each part of the second round of the competition will be read out in public, so that everyone can also participate in the judging, to ensure that the competition is fair and transparent, the specific rules are like this, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me again"

"Understood, the rules are not difficult to understand, there is no problem"

After figuring out the rules, Qin Feng was already confident about this poetry competition, and the champions were all buddies!

"Okay, let's prepare early, the game is about to start"

"Brother Gong, are you participating in the competition?"

"Participating, it's two parts, ancient poems and words, we may not be able to meet, you should be writing modern poems, right?"

Gong Xiaofeng knows Qin Feng quite well and knows that he writes modern poetry well, so in his opinion, Qin Feng must be participating in the modern poetry competition.

But nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, especially when he encounters Qin Feng, which dooms Gong Xiaofeng to be unlucky!

"Brother Gong, I will participate in all three competitions, although I rarely have ancient poems, it doesn't mean that I won't, in fact, my ancient poetry level is not worse than modern poetry, or even stronger"

When Qin Feng finished speaking, Gong Xiaofeng was completely stunned, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

A few seconds later, a helpless and bitter smile flashed in Gong Xiaofeng's eyes.

"How can you do that? Why don't you go to heaven? and let no one else live!"

At this time, he had a vague premonition that he might be planted in the hands of this kid today!

Dude has been waiting for this day for more than half a year, if you cut off your beard, it will be too inauthentic!

"Okay, let's be an opponent, and we'll be merciful when the time comes!"

Gong Xiaofeng put aside those negative emotions in a blink of an eye, and began to laugh and joke with Qin Feng.

"Don't mind, I still count on Brother Gong to show mercy to your subordinates, don't let my little brother lose too ugly."

"Hahaha, don't put a high hat on me, your couplet level is obvious, who dares to underestimate you?"

"Hey, hey, hey"

Qin Feng chuckled lightly twice, and was about to speak, but the host's voice came from his ears.

"Distinguished guests, teachers, ladies and gentlemen, good evening, the poetry contest for the Spring Festival Gala Dinner of celebrities in the cultural circles in Beijing is now open" (To be continued. )