Ding Feng and the others sat in their positions, the three of them happened to be in a row, Ding Feng was the first, and in front of him was the team from Tianjing City. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Murong Qing and the two of them also went to their stands, and there was a location distribution map in front of them, so they picked it up and looked at it, and their brows gradually wrinkled.

"Old Xia, look."

Murong Qing pointed to the team members of Tianjing City and said slowly, Xia Xinde was slightly stunned and looked at this location map.

There are three people in the Tianjing City team above, namely: Yang Ming, Wen Weng, and Bai Xingtian!

The two people in front were fine, but when they saw the last person, Xia Xinde's face changed slightly.

Bai Xingtian is a closed disciple of the poet Yun Tianhe, and he basically hasn't appeared in front of everyone, and he was unknown and unrenowned before that.

But in this game, it actually appeared, which is undoubtedly a rather terrifying signal.

"Bai Xingtian ......"

Xia Xinde's heart suddenly lost his score, even if Ding Feng was too genius against the sky, but Bai Xingtian's master was a poet who was good at creating accidents. There was a legendary experience back then.

"Don't worry, with the strength of the master, you can definitely rush to the finals, and who will win and who will lose at that time is not certain!"

"Yes, I hope so."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the loudspeaker in the venue rang out: "The 38th, the National Poetry Competition, is now open!" This year's competition is based on a team elimination system, divided into four games, the first game is the knockout round, two-thirds of the players will be screened, the second game is the top 18, the third game is the top eight, and the last game will decide the winner or loser, and now the game starts!

The judges of this time are, the famous modern poet of Hong Kong Island, Dai Bai, the famous modern poet of the mainland, Lin Jiayou, and the famous ancient poet of the mainland, Huang Pu Lingling. ”

After the three of them sat on the top seat one by one, the whole game officially started.

"The first scene is to write a poem on the theme of the Spring Festival, regardless of the style of the poem. The knockout round lasts for half an hour. ”

The theme of the first scene appeared on the multimedia screen hanging in the air, looking at this topic, Ding Feng frowned slightly.

It's not because I can't think of good poems, but I'm secretly worried about how Gongsun Wan'er and Xia Tianxin will write.

After all, this kind of poetry is generally more suitable for ancient poetry, and modern poetry has fallen behind in this regard.

Kicking the distracting thoughts out of my head, I began to think about which poem to write.

There are too many excellent poems written about the Spring Festival in my previous life.

For example, Wang Anshi's "New Year's Day", Su Shi's "New Year's Poem", and Meng Haoran's "Tianjia Yuanri".

The pen in his hand turned a few times, and his heart was quite entangled, ten minutes passed, Ding Feng had not started writing, and most of the people around him had begun to write poems and had a general idea.

And Ding Feng's state is also eye-catching.

The few judges who sat on it looked at Ding Feng in the field, and their brows furrowed.

Dai Bai took the lead in saying: "This is not so difficult with the theme of the Spring Festival, that is a contestant from the capital, right?" Why don't you keep writing? ”

Lin Jiayou couldn't help it, and then replied: "Maybe he thinks it's too simple and doesn't want to write?" Or does he have so many inspirations that he doesn't know which one to write? Of course, the latter possibility is pure nonsense. ”

"To calm down, generally speaking, a good poem is not so easy to come out." Huangpu Lingling, looking at Ding Feng below, said lightly, "I'm a little curious, what kind of poems can he write." ”

Halfway through the game, some people have stopped writing, and some have begun to put the finishing touches on it.

And Ding Feng only decided at this time, and the pen in his hand finally had to move.

It is Su Shi's "New Year's Poem".

"If you want to know the end of the year, it is like going to a snake.

Half of the scales are gone, who can cover them?

If you want to tie the end, although you know what to do! ”

Writing this, Ding Feng suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little unsure whether to continue writing.

After all, this poem, although it is also very famous, mainly says that we should cherish time, and it cannot be regarded as a poem about the Spring Festival, but it is a little off topic.

And whether it is in terms of popularity or relevance to the topic, it is Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri", which is more appropriate.

Thinking of this, Ding Feng directly crossed out the "New Year's Poem", re-proposed the title, and began to write "Yuan Ri".

"In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu.

Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one. ”

"Yuan Ri" is a standard seven-character poem, and the description and feelings expressed in it are more appropriate than "New Year's Poem", and when Ding Feng's "Yuan Ri" was written. The time was exactly thirty minutes.

"It's time! All participants stopped writing and left the venue in an orderly manner, waiting for the evaluation results. ”

When this voice appeared, some people looked remorseful, and some people were full of confidence.

Before Ding Feng stood up, he glanced at the A4 paper on the desktop of the two people in front of and behind him.

The back is a poem by Gongsun Wan'er, which is written in a decent manner, and it is estimated that there is no big problem in promotion.

However, the person in front of him, whose name was "Bai Xingtian", looked at his verses, Ding Feng was completely stunned.

There is no change in the whole text, as if it was done in one go. And it's also a seven-character poem!

The ancient poems have not been revised, either they think that they are extremely well written and can definitely be promoted, or they are extremely poorly written, and there is no need to revise them.

But as far as Ding Feng's glimpse is concerned, he has already determined that this person belongs to the former, and the quality of the writing is at least a masterpiece!

Ding Feng's gaze gradually became serious.

"It's so strong...... Definitely a class of genius! ”

Without thinking much about it, Ding Feng walked out of the gate with Gongsun Wan'er and Xia Tianxin.

At this moment, Xia Xinde and the two of them were already waiting there.

"How? Is there confidence? ”

Xia Xinde looked at Ding Feng with a smile on his face, but he was extremely worried in his heart, after all, he and Murong Qing had also seen Ding Feng's state before.

"There is no problem with the promotion, don't worry."

"Yes, that's good."

Xia Xinde nodded, looked at Ding Feng with a smile and said, "Let's go, let's go have something to eat, it's still early before the announcement of the promotion list, and this game is divided into two days, and this afternoon is the start of the second game." ”

"Okay, then we'll go eat."

"Okay, I'll take you to eat the most famous snack on Hong Kong Island, the bowl wings! When I first came to Hong Kong Island, this was what I ate, and honestly, the taste was completely unforgettable......

A few people drifted away, but in the venue, because of a poem, it was completely blown up......

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