After a whole day of preparation, finally the next morning on the homepage of the Yilian blog hung up the poetry contest, set up the corresponding first prize, the second prize and the third prize of a number of people, this competition can be submitted nationwide, within five days of the time limit, all the right of interpretation belongs to the Yilian blog.

There are not a few examples of poetry competitions in China, but this announcement from Yilian Blog surprised everyone in the empire, because the prize money for the first prize reached 30,000 yuan, which was more than ten times more than the average competition, and the second prize was also 10,000 yuan, and the third prize was 3,000 yuan, and the relative number of people increased a lot.

Lu Luxing has a habit of buying a local morning newspaper every morning, "I don't know whose poems will be published this time?" Master Qiu Yanjie's, or Gu Shuangzheng's? Or maybe it's the work of some other newcomer. ”

Lu Lulongxing loves literature, especially the poems published in the local morning newspaper, which always makes him love it, and sometimes he has nothing to do at home and practice writing a few poems, but it is always not ideal, but in his heart, for those elegant things, the beauty of poetry will always be thought of.

Perhaps, life is to live for fun, only when you find fun, you will find that life is beautiful, even if you are poor, you will have enthusiasm and expectation.

Rich people, with fun, will be more comfortable, drum everything in the palm of their hands, and achieve their desired results.

People, alive and having fun, will discover the beauty of life, and there is a beautiful tone everywhere.

And this is Lu Longxing's only hobby and pleasure.

"None? How can it be? Lu Luxing's eyes widened, and his hands sank, "What's going on today, these two people have always been very hyped, and it's rare not to compete for this poetry position today?" And the poems that occasionally appear next to the poems of the two, how can they all be gone? Could it be that the morning newspaper will never be published again? ”

With a heavy heart, Lu Luxing found the owner of the newspaper seller and asked the question in his heart on the spot.

The newspaper boss laughed after hearing this, and said: "Brother, it seems that you don't know yet, the famous master Qiu Yanjie in our province and Gu Shuangzheng, the new leader of the poetry army, have all run Yilian blogs. ”

"Easy Connect Blog? It's just a declining website, what's there to see? Lu Lulongxing was silent, he really didn't know why these two people, at least in their own province, who were at the level of poetry masters, could it be that there was something there that was worth paying attention to?

"Brother, you didn't come from Mars, don't you know how popular Yilian's blog has been recently?" The newspaper owner saw Lu Lulongxing's look of disdain, and knew what was going on.

He laughed and continued, "Recently, two novels have been serialized on Yilian's blog, although they are not suitable for my age, but my daughter likes to read them very much, No, you see my mobile phone screen grinding like this, all of them are caused by that girl." ”

"And, brother, to be honest with you, these two masters are probably all going to the poetry contest of Yilian Blog, and I heard that the prize money is very generous, no wonder they don't show up today, they must be busy creating."

"Are you sure so? It's ridiculous that two masters would go to the tournament as well. Lu Lulongxing did not believe the words of the newspaper boss in the slightest.

"If you really don't believe it, you can go and see, and if I win, you can buy a few more newspapers at that time." The newspaper owner didn't explain much, and he only listened to his daughter occasionally say a few words at the dinner table, and he didn't pay attention to it, but it should be like this.

"Is it true?"

Lu Luixing returned home in disbelief, turned on the computer as soon as possible, has been on a business trip these days, because of some work mistakes, had to deal with the aftermath, and only returned home yesterday afternoon.

Early the next morning, I couldn't wait to rush to the newsstand to ask for a morning newspaper, but I didn't expect to be disappointed.

"Is it really a poetry contest? What is the purpose of the poetry contest? Lu Luxing looked at the big words of Yilian Blog and was puzzled.

"It's a grand ceremony caused by an author, this person is really jealous, such a grand poetry contest is actually held for one person, Yilian Blog is really generous, not afraid of being drowned by the saliva of the masses?" After reading the entire theme of the poem, Lu Longxing had an impulse to replace that person, "However, that person is really strong, and he can write the beautiful verses of "Farewell to the Bridge", and he is really a jealous and resentful genius. ”

Lu Luixing has been immersed in poetry all year round, and he still has too much discrimination and distinction for his preferences for poetry, and after just looking at it, he was deeply fascinated by the poems in it, and even with the author, he had a strong sense of admiration.

"Compared to Qiu Yanjie and Gu Shuangzheng, they are not afraid of giving up at all, and they are slightly better." Lu Longxing sighed and admired the author deeply.

"Poetry contest, I hope to produce a lot of good works, so that I will have the fun of passing the time, otherwise, there is nothing to read on a business trip, as for novels, those little white texts, it is not as happy as me to write one or two poems." Lu Longxing inexplicably had some expectations.

Yilian Blog held a poetry contest is booming, Chen Chen has already practiced his voice here, even if he shouts his throat, those book fans don't know.

"The army of the empire is like the sun, it is in its prime, and it is self-reliant, not afraid of outsiders coming to invade, and it makes them cry and cry for their mother. Ahh ”

As soon as the song "Imperial Army" was sung by Chen Chen's team, there was an earth-shattering roar, "Get up, suffering brothers and sisters, for the strength of the empire and not to be oppressed, we will desperately spill blood, for the sake of the lovely family, he and her, who do not have to leave their homeland, work hard to protect the family for the motherland, and the empire will be forever." ”

Hei Kuizi was very satisfied with this fighting song, although he didn't succeed in matching with Tian Ye's team yesterday, but fortunately, with Xiao Changwu's maneuvering, Tian Ye had to give up his selfish thoughts, and held a small fighting song competition with the five big and three thick black kuizi.

Not only them, but the entire playground is basically two or three singing in duet, this atmosphere, as if they are in the middle of the battlefield, full of heroic songs, always make their blood boiling, eager to fight a few more battles, even once.

"Alright, take a break." Tian Ye and Hei Kuizi glanced at each other, and the meaning in their eyes was obvious, you look at it, they handed it over to you.

Hei Kuizi had already prepared properly, pretending to pass by Chen Chen's side, and then bypassing Zhang Hanyi's side, making Zhang Hanyi say strangely: "Uncle instructor, are you always in trouble?" ”

"Uh...... Nothing, isn't it rest? I just wanted to ask if you're tired these days? Hei Kuizi seemed to have found a good excuse and said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's not much pressure." Zhang Han blocked one sentence at a time, making Hei Kuizi's face even darker.

"That's good, I remember that the team I led in the past few years will always get the first and second, I didn't expect you to win, it's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers."

"Uncle instructor, you used the wrong sentence, it should be better than blue." Zhang Hanyi corrected.

Hei Kuizi was embarrassed to scratch his head, this action caused a lot of laughter, and Hei Kuizi scolded with a smile: "What's so funny, Lao Tzu doesn't read much, and he can't compare to you." ”

Everyone wasn't smiling, but their eyes were all turned to this place.

"That, one by one? I think you're very skilled, can you show us both hands. Hei Kuizi continued to seduce the little white sheep, but Zhang Hanyi was a simple little white sheep, she said slowly: "Actually, she is a weak woman, and she is actually the least good at fighting, killing and killing." ”

As soon as Zhang Han finished speaking, there was a shy expression on his face, which made everyone think that this was a girl who was a little bird, if she hadn't watched the actual battle, no one would have looked down on her.

Hei Kuizi hit the cotton again, and there was a trace of resentment at the corner of his mouth, and he had to turn his gaze to Chen Chen again, "Young man, what's your name?" ”

"Chen Chen, it's okay for the instructor to call me Xiao Chen." Chen Chen said with a harmless smile.

"Oh, Xiao Chen, you have done a lot of work to win the championship this time, even that stupid man can't resist you, I heard that now he is scared when he sees you." The black man laughed, as if remembering the performance of the big stupid man.

Chen Chen stretched out his palm, made a helpless gesture, and said with a wry smile: "At that time, I was also forced, for the first, the team members were all glorious and performed so well, and there is Zhang Hanyi, the girls are so strong, we as big men, we have to earn face back." ”

"How can you earn like this? Hehe, but also, you and Zhang Hanyi are very good. Hei Kuizi made no secret of his praise, so that the corners of the fields on the side of his mouth were almost cracked, and when he dug up this, Hei Kuizi's face was thick and black enough.

"Well, do you have any hobbies?" Hei Kuizi continues to find topics, and he can't go home empty-handed, as long as they have hobbies, he doesn't believe that he can't subdue them.

"Hobbies?" Chen Chen saw that Hei Kuizi encouraged him to continue, so he had to say, "Piano, it seems that I still like to read novels." ”

"Reading a novel? Me too. Without waiting for Hei Kuizi to answer, Zhang Hanyi on the side interjected: "Chen Chen, what type of novels do you like to read?" ”

"Urban, martial arts, ...... Xuan", Chen Chen hurriedly shut up, there is still no such theme about fantasy in the world now, and he almost said that he missed his mouth, otherwise I don't know how troublesome it is to explain.

"I also like the city, but when I first started school, I liked another novel that I didn't know what to call it, which was tear-jerking and made people cry several times, and they couldn't stop." Zhang Hanyi seemed to be full of boundless resentment towards that book, and then said slowly: "However, on the first day of school, an urban novel was serialized, the name seems to be "The First Close Contact", I only read that chapter, and I have to report to the school, and I don't know if I have finished writing?" Have you seen it? ”

"Uh...... I've seen this too. Chen Chen replied strangely, "Hey, didn't you write an urban novel?" What's the name, I'll go another day. ”