January 27, the next day is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and on the penultimate day of the new year, there is another major event. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info 100 Schools League will be held today, and all TV stations will broadcast it live.

This can also see the importance of the 100 school league, this treatment may only be enjoyed by CCTV on the Spring Festival night. Expect! Not only will officials from the Ministry of Education attend the event, but also some literary leaders of the Writers' Association! But all this is not the most important thing, although the winner of the league is only the title of a living talent, and the official has absolutely no intention of putting the first place in the first person in the youth literary world, but this has become an unspoken rule, as long as you become the first, you are the first person in the youth literary world!

One hundred and thirty-two people, as if the ancients were sitting cross-legged at the table, this was the finals held in the Forbidden City. At this time, many people chose to watch TV, after all, the Chinese literary style is strong, and the most important thing among these one hundred and thirty people is the current one!

A green shirt, which is an ancient costume specially worn to participate in the league, is to pay tribute to the ancients. The eyebrows and eyes are all talented, the expression on his face seems to be cold, and the corners of his mouth seem to have a smile, the sitting posture is not a single glance, but it looks very natural, uninhibited and true celebrity, this is Luo Feng!

After some etiquette, the Wensai finally began. Zhang Yongsheng, the old man, took a back seat and replaced it with another old man, this is a person who looks like a peasant, his hands and face are full of folds, and his face seems to be sad that can never be dissolved, but Luo Feng knows that this person is Wang Tianfeng, the chairman of the Writers' Association, who writes more satirical novels and analyzes the context of the current society, is a realistic writer, but he is proficient in calligraphy and painting and is a romantic elegance, but he has a bitter and hateful look, which is also an interesting story in the literary world.

"You are all young men from various provinces, and you must have been a jinshi in ancient times. But there is no first and no second, so we have to fight for one, two, three, four. "Well, the chairman of the writers' association is really direct, you can say that it is a cultural exchange, friendship first or something, but this is good, to be honest.

The people around him didn't care, they must have been accustomed to Wang Tianfeng's temperament, "This exam is divided into three rounds, and we will make questions for ten minutes on the spot, and the best ones will enter the next round!" The first question is to write a modern poem on the theme of beauty. The timer begins! ”

The students thought hard, but Luo Feng was thinking about other things, he came to participate in this literary competition because of Zhang Yongsheng, but he didn't want to come. This is again to Sanmao's discussion on the exam, Luo Feng wants to make many people feel the beauty of literature, so he goes on variety shows and releases records to expand his influence.

But there is one thing Luo Feng is a person who likes freedom, even if his hobbies affect his life, he will not hesitate to throw it away, no one in this world can change me and enslave me. So if you want to move freely in the literary world, the only result is to make yourself so powerful that others can't climb.

Thinking about this, Luo Feng suddenly had an idea, since he wants to do it, do his best! Even though the poem is very long, Luo Feng took less than three minutes to finish it, and in less than four minutes, Luo Feng was the first to finish it, stepped forward and handed it over in Wang Tianfeng's surprised gaze, and then returned to his seat indifferently.

The finals of the league are even more like the literary meetings in ancient times, where students make fuss and Confucians comment on the spot. Wang Tianfeng has been paying attention to Luo Feng, but his old friend has been whispering the name Luo Feng in his ear, saying that this young man is so bad, today is the first day he has seen Luo Feng.

He has a very good impression of Luo Feng, literati always have a bookish atmosphere, Luo Feng's temperament of not liking things and not being sad about himself makes him like this, and a real literati should be like this. Although he was surprised by Luo Feng's early submission, he was not a superficial person, so he decided to take a good look at Luo Feng's article, but this time, he couldn't open his eyes.

I don't know how many people are dying in front of the TV, there are Luo Feng's fans and Luo Feng's friends, why did they submit the papers in advance? But Luo Feng on TV still looks indifferent, which really makes people want to laugh and want to laugh.

Ten minutes have passed in the blink of an eye, and then Wang Tianfeng began to comment, "Xu Qing's poem called the sun. ”

I saw that one of the students couldn't help but bring a hint of nervousness, "I hope there is the sun when it is warm, and I hope there is the sun when it is cold........"

The comments passed by in a hurry, but Luo Feng was not seen for a long time. Some people are happy and some are worried, this time they showed their faces in the whole of China, but some people regretted that they did not make poems within ten minutes, Luo Feng was not anxious, the poem he wrote was Gu Cheng's "In Front of the Gate", as a poet who had experienced ten years of turmoil, he wrote a beautiful and profound but childlike innocence, such poems are absolutely excellent!

And at this time, the comments finally came to the end, Wang Tianfeng looked at Luo Feng, who was still indifferent, and couldn't help nodding, just for this kind of heart is a good talent, "The next poem is the best poem that the old man has seen in this round, Luo Feng's door!" ”

As soon as Wang Tianfeng's words came out, many people suddenly turned their eyes to Luo Feng, and there were jealousy, envy, and admiration. But Luo Feng is still indifferent, and he is a mediocre talent if he is not envied! Luo Feng's friends and fans in front of the TV laughed and sighed that it should be like this, knowing that Luo Feng is not simple!

"How I wish there was a doorway.

In the morning, the sun shines on the grass.

We stood, holding on to our door.

The door is low, but the sun is bright. The grass is bearing its seeds, and the wind is shaking its leaves.

It's beautiful when we stand and don't speak.

There is a door, you don't have to open it. If it's ours, it's wonderful.

In the morning, and in the night, we will wander, and we will give him the lyre.

We are not leaving, we need land, we need land that will never be destroyed.

We want to ride it and spend our lives.

The land is rough and sometimes narrow.

However, it has a history.

There is a sky, a moon, dew and morning.

We love the land, we stood, digging the dirt with wooden shoes, and the door was hot.

We leaned lightly, and it was very beautiful.

The grass behind the wall will not grow anymore.

It touched the sun with just its fingertips. ”

Wang Tianfeng read very beautifully, in a short period of time he seems to have read this poem, maybe that sentence is not wrong Every poet is actually a child, otherwise Wang Tianfeng would not read so emotionally, only children understand children.

At this time, the scene was very quiet, Luo Feng's green shirt and ancient robe did not move with the wind, but after listening to this poem and looking at Luo Feng, it seemed that Luo Feng himself was about to flutter away........

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