Ding Feng tilted his head, there was no way to start with these aspects, so he could only look for the Hazy Sect. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, at this moment, the corners of Ding Feng's mouth moved slightly, turned the pen, and directly wrote a few big characters.

"Sunflowers in the sun".

"Did you see that

Do you see that sunflower in the sun?

You look at it, it doesn't bow its head

Instead, turn your head behind you

It turned its head away......"

A beautiful poem, appearing on A4 paper, this one "Sunflowers in the Sun", is the work of the master of the hazy school in the previous life, Munch.

If this poem really wants to be evaluated, it can be regarded as a masterpiece.

Although there are some flaws, it is enough to crush it in this kind of competition!

Unless a professional poet appears, of course, Ding Feng believes that there will be no professional poet who is as boring as him and is tied up alive.

Ding Feng's poem "Sunflowers in the Sunshine" was quickly written, and then he sat there, turning his pen boringly.

Looking around, the contestants had smiles on their faces and looked like they were winning.

Ding Feng looked a little bored, and sat there and waited for an hour before it was time to receive the manuscript.

Ding Feng walked out, stood in front of the three of them, and said helplessly: "A few of you, it's really enough, for a computer, you also pulled me over, really!" ”

Xue Kai had a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's not the last time you won the first place in the poetry competition, in our entire dormitory, you are the only one who can write poetry, don't look for anyone you find." ”

Ding Feng rolled his eyes, he accepted this explanation.

"Ding Feng, that old man won't be the judge this time, right?"

Suddenly, Xue Kai pointed to the old man sitting on it, flipping through the test papers.

Ding Feng looked up and saw the old man's appearance, Ding Feng was directly stunned.

The old man sitting there was Xia Mo's grandfather.

Last time, he met from afar on Old Man Xia's birthday, and the two didn't have much intersection.

But I didn't expect that this inconspicuous event actually invited such a great god!

"Xue Kai, don't be unreasonable."

Ding Feng looked straight at Xue Kai, his face was extremely serious, which made Xue Kai directly startled.

And Li Shaofeng, who was also on the side, also came out with the identity of the old man, muttered for a while, and said: "Indeed, this old man is dressed plainly, but his identity is not ordinary." ”

Listening to Li Shaofeng and Ding Feng's words, Xue Kai was startled.

"This old man's identity is extremely noble." Li Shaofeng said, "He is a figure standing at the pinnacle of poetry in today's China!" Several children in the family are also business elites! His family fortune is at least one billion! ”

Listening to Li Shaofeng's words, Xue Kai and the others were fiercely surprised, even Ding Feng, when he heard about Old Man Xia's property, his heart jumped violently!

"A billion!" Xue Kai's pupils contracted and he gasped.

That little heart shook hard.

However, at this moment, Old Man Xia's brows were tightly wrinkled together, and his heart was extremely bad.

"Damn it! What is this? To say that it is poetry is an insult to the name of poetry! ”

Old Man Xia is like a powder keg now, very hot.

"If I hadn't listened to Xia Mo's words, I would have come to this kind of place! Think there will be some genius here! I shouldn't be greedy! ”

The reason why Old Man Xia came here was that afternoon, Xia Mo brought him a bottle of old wine.

As a result, all of a sudden, he drank high.

Then, he agreed to Xia Mo's words......

And the A4 paper in the hand of the old man Xia has reached the point of giving up at a glance, and his face is getting darker and darker.

"Enough is enough! Think that if you write a few sentences casually, it will be poetry? It's still a genius, if this kind of place ......."

As soon as he was halfway through, Old Man Naxia stopped talking, holding an A4 piece of paper in his hand, on which were written "Sunflowers in the Sunshine".

As soon as he watched a paragraph, Old Man Xia became interested.

"This kind of strength, this kind of writing ......"

Old Man Xia slowly read to the end and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"It's a piece of fine art?" Old Man Xia was a little impressive.

After all, a masterpiece is rare. Not to mention in this kind of place.

"But that's the word......"

Looking at the text above, Old Man Xia was extremely helpless, rotten, really rotten!

Old Man Xia can say that this is the worst text he has ever seen.

But this is also natural, Ding Feng uses the keyboard to type words all the year round, and sometimes forgets to write with a pen, which is normal.

As for the words, they are ugly...... It's nothing anymore.

After reading the whole article, Old Man Naxia looked at the name for the first time.

"Ding Feng?"

Old Man Xia was stunned, "I haven't heard of it, is it a newcomer in the poetry world?" Old Man Xia touched his chin. This possibility came to mind.

"After watching it for so long, I finally saw a work that can enter the eyes, if nothing else, this "Sunflowers in the Sun" should be the first place in this competition."

Sure enough, after reading "Sunflowers in the Sun", the rest of the works are almost all scum.

After the first, second and third prize winners were established, thirty consolation prizes were selected.

Old Man Xia handed over the paper in his hand.

First, thirty consolation prizes, and when the names were read, some people had very bad faces, and some people had happy faces.

Extremely poor death of those who are pretentious and do not think that they can only get a consolation prize.

And those who are happy didn't expect that there would be a consolation prize for their kind of poetry.

Subsequently, five third prizes were announced, and the third prize was a smart phone.

After that, there are two second prizes, the prize is a tablet, and at this time the poems written by the second place have already begun to be read.

And the final highlight is just beginning at the moment, the only first prize.

I only heard the person standing on the stage, and began to say: "Below, it will be the only first prize, as for who can hold this first prize, my convincing power is not enough, let us invite our judges for this time, Taishan Beidou of the Chinese poetry circle, Mr. Xia Xinde!" ”

In a word, the audience was a sensation!

In the entire venue, no one thought that the judge of this competition would be Xia Xinde, who has retired for a long time!

"Oh my God! It will actually be Old Man Xia! ”

"I can't believe that the energy of this grinding iron book house is so big, and the old man Xia Xinde, who has retired for many years, has been moved!"

"Haha, I'll tell others in the future that my work is Mr. Xia Xinde, and I've seen it in person!"

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