"I'm rubbing! How dare this guy talk back? ”

Zhao Xi woke up and found that the Internet had been exploded by Ding Feng's Weibo, and he was a little annoyed in an instant, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, he directly rolled up his sleeves, and went up with one word, dry!

"You stand up for me and make it clear! Who has a low IQ! Uncultured guys! Give you three points of color, and you dare to open a dyeing room! It's useless to be a scholar, you literati go back and write your own poems well! @庐州月. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Zhao Xi was full of anger, directly clicked the send button, and then took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the side, and the moment he lit it, Ding Feng replied to him.

There is only one sentence: "Whoever answers, and who is the uneducated guy talking about?" ”

Zhao Xi was furious, his wrists were trembling, and his blood pressure was instantly high all over his body.

"Uneducated guy says you!"

I didn't think about it, so I replied with such a sentence, but when I sent it out, I felt that it was inappropriate.

But if you want to delete it, it's too late, and there are already more than 50,000 likes below, and 30,000 replies.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xi almost fainted out of breath and directly turned off his computer.

"Bastard thing! Bastard thing! The benefits of the tongue are all the benefits of the tongue! This ** cub is really ...... It's really annoying to me! ”

Zhao Xi went out in annoyance, it was not early, he wanted to go out and solve it with breakfast, even if he was angry with Ding Feng.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he began to jog, preparing to run to a Tujia restaurant not far away.

But just jogged more than a hundred meters. He heard a song in the steamed bun shop on the side, a song that he was very familiar with.

"The First Dream".

Hearing this song, Zhao Xi's face collapsed in an instant, and his mood obviously became a little bad, but his pace did not slow down.

Continuing to jog towards the front, he had just run a hundred meters, and after leaving the range covered by the music, Zhao Xi's face had just eased a little, but at this time, two teenagers riding bicycles passed by him.

"Hey, did you listen to a new song that came out yesterday?"

"You mean Wang Jiancai's "Ten Years of Dreams"?"

Zhao Xi's ears hooked, and his heart throbbed a little, wanting to hear what the two teenagers would say, as if he had heard another teenager directly praise this song.

"No, of course not, that song is so ugly, can it still be called a song?"

"You think so too! That's how I feel, too! Wang Jiancai's song level is too rubbish. ”

The young man's face was extremely happy, as if he had discovered a new world, and then he asked curiously.

"And which one are you talking about?"

"It's the song "The First Dream", Ling Yinyin sings really well, and the lyrics are super good!"

"Oh? Is it? Then I'm going to hear it. ”

The two teenagers quickly disappeared from Zhao Xi's sight. And where Zhao Xi was, his face was extremely gloomy, like ink, and it was extremely black.

"Damn it! What's going on! ”

Zhao Xi gritted his teeth, he didn't know that after the two of them made such a fuss on Weibo last night, "The First Dream" had quickly fermented, and it had quickly become popular all over the country, completely occupying the top of all the new song lists!

Not only that, but with tens of millions of broadcasts in one night, this level of dissemination, people on the Internet who belittle "The First Dream" are also shut, plus Ding Feng's scolding.

Some people who wanted to say a few words also lost their temper.

And after the revelation of the first celebrity, all the negative news about Zhao Xi on the Internet broke out uncontrollably.

For example, what unspoken rules, insulting singers, hyping songs, playing big names, etc., completely made Zhao Xi's reputation on the Internet stinky.

However, Zhao Xi doesn't know about these yet.

And Ding Feng finished doing this, but he directly exerted his body, and just walked out of his room, but he saw his father and Murong Qing, the two of them sitting on the sofa, not knowing what they were talking about.

Murong Qing saw Ding Feng get up, quickly ran to Ding Feng's side, bowed slightly, and said, "The disciple has a reluctant request, and I hope the master can agree!" ”

Ding Feng looked at Murong Qing with some curiosity and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"After a while, it will be a national poetry competition, and this is just the beginning of screening......

Murong Qing said slowly, and Ding Feng also remembered that a thousand Xia Xinde had also said it to himself, but he forgot about it.

He frowned slightly, he didn't have anything to do lately, and it was okay to go to an inconsequential competition, but the only thing he cared about was that this lead, what did it mean?

Before Ding Feng could speak, Murong Qing explained: "The so-called screening is actually in March, the global poetry competition in Hong Kong, I want to invite the master to participate in it.

There is a requirement for this competition, that is, it must be a college student under the age of 25, and our country, for five consecutive years, has not been able to enter the finals, and has been in the top 16......

If I hadn't been able to compete, I really wanted to compete and kill those Western devils! ”

In the end, Murong Qing was already gritting her teeth, her eyes full of anger and hatred.

"That's ......"

Ding Feng was a little hesitant, and his mother and father also flashed with anticipation in their eyes.

"Okay then, I promised, is there any reward for this championship?"

"Yes! Some! ”

Murong Qing's eyes flashed, a strong brilliance of surprise, nodded more than once, and then said: "The reward for the domestic champion this time is 100,000 yuan in cash, and the reward for the champion of the World Series is 50,000 euros!" And after winning the championship, the country will also have a certain amount of rewards......"

Ding Feng nodded, 50,000 euros, that is, 360,000 yuan, which is not too much, but the influence is indeed far more than that.

Ding Feng thought about a series of possibilities after winning the championship, and couldn't help but look forward to the situation after winning the championship.

"In that case, do I need to prepare anything?"

sat on the sofa and looked at Murong Qing.

"No, we'll take care of everything."

"That's good, I hate trouble the most, okay, just notify me when the time comes, or you can also ask Old Man Xia to notify me."

"Okay, master, I'll go back and prepare some things first."

ps. The copy is about to be opened, so tired...... Something has happened lately and it's completely out of shape......