At this time, it was time for the beginning of the "Early Spring Poetry Club". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Many people sat back in their seats, and the three guests sat high in the seats.

The synagogue was officially televised.

After all, it costs a lot of money for the Literary Association to hold an event, so naturally it will be on TV for everyone to watch! Otherwise, what would you do with this poem!

I really thought that I was still fighting poetry like in ancient times and cultivating sentiments!

Don't be funny, what age is it, all activities in this era have to be linked to fame and fortune!

The world is all for profit!

At this time, there were two hosts in the center of the stage, they were both relatively good hosts, and they opened the opening remarks in a few words!

"Hello everyone, I'm the host Xiao Lei, here is my partner Chunxiu, at this time when spring is in full swing, the Literary Association held the "Early Spring Poetry Meeting" and invited many celebrities in the literary world."

"Let me introduce you to the three guests on the stage, the first one on the left hand side is our respected vice president of the Song Tiansheng Literary Association, the middle is the old Mr. Taishan Beidounan in the literary world, and the last one is, of course, our equally respected vice president of the Ye Haiqing Literary Association! Next, please tell us about the rules of the "Early Spring Poetry Club"! ”

After a few opening remarks, the male host handed the microphone to Mr. Nan, who briefly explained the rules of the game!

Zhuo Xiaowu was sitting there, still eating grapes, on the one hand, because his physical fitness was now beyond ordinary people, he needed a lot of food.

On the other hand, cough cough, I'm afraid of poverty, and I have to eat when I see something delicious!

At this time, many people turned on the TV and watched the "Early Spring Festival Gala"

In Zhuo Xiaowu's clinic, Han Ziyun and Lin Jing sat in front of the computer and watched the live broadcast.

Han Ziyun found Zhuo Xiaowu's figure in the camera, and then found Zhuo Xiaowu who was still eating grapes in the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but smile and said: "Haha, this dead Zhuo Xiaowu doesn't care so much under the live TV!" ”

Lin Jing couldn't help laughing when she looked at Zhuo Xiaowu's unruly sitting posture and chic action of spitting grape skin on TV.

In the mid-range apartment of Sijiu City.

The second sister of the water army looked at the "Early Spring Festival Gala" on the live computer, and she was also guessing which one was Brother Donburi.

"Well, this one isn't, it's too serious, this one isn't either, it's too old......"

When she saw the big boy who didn't care about the live broadcast at all, but only cared about his own food, her eyes lit up and she laughed: "Poof, my donburi brother!" Whether you are real or online, you are as different as ever! Coquettish as always! ”

At this time, there are already many comments in the comment area of the live broadcast of "Early Spring Poetry Club".

"Poof! Who's still eating grapes? It feels amazing! ”

"Which one is Brother Donburi! I just want to see what he does today! ”

"Nan Lao is still so kind, just like my grandfather!"

"Zhang Guofeng is the younger generation of Nanlao, I estimate that the first in this early spring poetry meeting should be Zhang Guofeng!"

"I heard the rules will change this year!"

"What has become?"

"Didn't you listen to Nan Lao? It becomes a confrontation between two groups, and Nan Lao comes up with a topic, each describing a poem about spring! ”

"Hah! Team fights? I like it even more! ”

"Stop! Stop! I just wanted to ask which one is the donburi! ”

"Haha! He probably didn't come, such a big formation is probably cowardly! ”

"Don't talk about donburi, he knows a fart literature! I still think that guy who eats grapes is very good, domineering! ”

..........

At this time, after Nan Lao introduced the rules, these contestants began to talk about each other.

"This time it's a group! How did it come to this? ”

"I heard that Chairman Song got it to suppress the rice bowl on the Internet, but it seems that he didn't come!"

"Ao Ao, since it is grouped, it is still a group of a few people from our Literary Association, and the rest of the people can't do it!"

"In previous years, it was an internal struggle of the Literary Association, but this time we are uniting, how can others have a way out!"

"This is also what President Song meant, there are many writers in the rivers and lakes who have made achievements recently, they are very proud, there are many job hops, and it is not easy to discipline, this time it is through live broadcast to lower the social status of online writers!"

"Hey, okay, okay, let's run them over! Internet writers haven't been talking much lately, it's time for them to know what they know! ”

.........

In the midst of the discussion, the grouping was successfully completed after a while, and the people of the Literary Association formed a wave, and Kunlun naturally passed because it was also from the Literary Association!

Teacher Xiao, Aunt Xiaoxiao, Qingwen, and the rest of the children's culture are angry with them.

Now the situation is a hundred at a glance!

What the hell is this! I'm going to slap my face!

At this time, Fengyun was angry and they looked at each other, they really wanted to cry without tears! This sister might as well admit defeat!

But at this time, a sentence provoked their anger.

Zheng Hong looked at a bunch of Internet writers and children's culture writers opposite, and couldn't help laughing and said: "Come on, I will solve this group of people alone, what are Internet writers!" Some people who started by writing Xiaohuangwen and brainless Xiaobaiwen have a literary connotation! ”

Fengyun blushed angrily and said thickly, "How do you speak!" ”

"Yo! Don't accept us for a comparison! Zheng Hong said disdainfully.

Zhan Fengyun, Sanliang and others all lowered their heads and kept silent! This Nima is live on TV!

it! Many viewers across the country are watching it, humiliating us so much, so how will readers look at us as network authors in the future!

It's going to kill us!

Mader! All the online writers couldn't help but curse in a low voice!

Then they looked at Song Tiansheng, who was in the guest seat, and the old god was there, and there was a trace of resentment in their eyes!

In order to prevent them from changing jobs, this Song Tiansheng actually came up with this method to suppress them, letting them know that if they left the rivers and lakes, they would be nothing!

At this time, the children's cultural circle has not changed much, and it is not aimed at them anyway, they have all announced their withdrawal!

Only when Aunt Xiaoxiao withdrew, she glanced at the rice bowl hiding in the crowd and still eating grapes without a trace!

At this time, the rice bowl was probably full, he wiped his hands and mouth with a napkin on the table, and then stood up and said: "Come on, I will solve this group of people alone, what is a poet of the Literary Association!" Some people who write about disease-free moaning and old writing, what kind of literary connotation does it have! ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the audience suddenly fell silent!

Damn, this is going to do something! returned Zheng Hong's words almost intact just now, this is going to be torn apart!

After Zhuo Xiaowu said this, many people immediately looked at this hairy boy who looked like he was in his early twenties, and there were many discussions.

"Who is this?"

"I haven't seen it!"

"What kind of fun is this hairy boy, he understands literature!"

"I don't understand, I'm too young!"

......

Even Fengyunfu, Zhan Fengyun, and Sanliang were stunned by the few people who were humiliated just now!

Damn, this boy is domineering! That's so relieving!

However, as soon as they had a little good feeling, Zhuo Xiaowu directly pointed at a few of them and said, "Go, go, go back!" ”

Fengyun was angry and they were stunned and said, "You really want to be alone? ”

Zhuo Xiaowu looked at a few of them, and couldn't help but pout, "What you said, as if you can help me by staying!" ”

After he finished speaking, he stretched his arms, then stood in front of the stage, looked at a group of literary and literary co-poets opposite, and said extremely domineeringly: "One person is enough to break the enemy!" ”

You group of poets of the Literary Association, scolding Fengyun and angry that they have no literary connotation, no problem, but scolding all online authors, I have to speak!

"Ding! The host installed a domineering force, obtained 5 points of daily value, and was still 95 points short of upgrading to level 6 daily youth! ”