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The most obvious manifestation of the congestion is the three-hour morning rush hour from 7 to 10 a.m.

Early autumn is approaching, but the morning of late summer is still not too late.

Just after six o'clock, the sky was already bright, and from a few pedestrians and a few cars coming and going, as if playing a trick, it soon doubled or tenfold, and the wide road began to become congested.

At this time, there was a hot breath in the air, some cloudy, some damp, and some indescribable oppression.

Ye Bufan, who had already gotten up, stood up, walked to a small glass window, and gently pushed the window open, wanting to circulate the air in the room.

Before the wind arrived, the noise of the cars outside could be heard.

The horizon has also gathered into gray clouds, and they are about to be connected.

Seemingly, it's going to rain!

Today is the last match of the "Writer's Cup" Literary League, and although the weather is a little hot and irritable, many people still bought on-site tickets and arrived at the game on time.

Moreover, the news of Xu Shang's withdrawal halfway made people who paid attention to this literary league think out something different in private, so they were very concerned about this last finals.

Considering the hot and humid weather, the competition venue not only added some ventilation and refrigeration equipment, but also replaced each audience seat with cool and comfortable rattan seats, which were very comfortable to sit on.

In addition to the audience who bought tickets, there were also players who participated in the literary league at the beginning, as well as teachers from various high schools, who also came to the competition site.

The ten judges had already sat on the judges' seat, and before the competition began, they were talking about each other, not knowing what they were talking about.

When Ye Bufan came, Shen Shi had not yet arrived.

He glanced at the very well arranged competition scene, and nodded secretly, no matter what the inside story of the Writer's Cup is, he is still very interested in the competition, whether it is the lighting or the stage, or even the arrangement of the judges' seats, which is not only professional, but also loses some characteristics.

Ye Bufan smiled at Cui Fukuan and Zhao Yongli, the two leading teachers, and sat down directly in his place quietly and calmly.

Luoyi High School, in an office of the campus editorial office.

An old man and a young man sat on the sofa, and on the desk was an open notebook, and the picture played on it was the live broadcast of the finals of the "Writer's Cup" literary league.

The two are Wang Mingyang, a master of ancient poetry and literature, and his disciple, Liu Ruomei, the goddess of school flowers.

"Teacher, what do you say will be the content of this last game, look at how many even lines are drawn on the field, it can't be related to the proposition of this game, right?" Liu Ruomei's heart was as meticulous as possible, and at a glance, she found that many white lines were deliberately drawn on the ground.

Wang Mingyang looked at the screen and noticed this, only to see him smile and say softly: "What is the proposition of this competition, it is estimated that the organizing committee will depend on what Shen Shi's kid thinks, in my opinion, he may compete with Bufan in the creation of the full text of the novel, or the creation of the plot of the novel, etc., as for the line on the ground, maybe it really has something to do with it." ”

"Then teacher, do you say that Ye Bufan can beat Shen Shi?" Liu Ruomei frowned lightly and asked suspiciously.

"Your grandfather has said that this game is Shen Tianhong's praise of his youngest son, and he will definitely not be able to win! Although the game is difficult to win, it is a great victory to win fame, it depends on how this kid plays, but I am very much looking forward to him! ”

At this time, the video screen happened to be fixed on Ye Bufan's face, and Liu Ruomei also looked at him intently, her mind was quiet, and she didn't know what to think again.

On the field, Ye Bufan was calm and calm on the surface, but in fact, he was constantly thinking and recalling in his heart, the content and form of the literary competition and the competition, he naturally didn't care about anything, the key was that he came with a task this time.

The task is to help his apprentice Wang Zhong advertise the online novel "Buddha is the Way".

How to combine the unknown content and form of the game to properly promote Wang Zhong's new book is quite difficult for Ye Bufan.

Of course, with the support of a vast sea of literary works, Ye Bufan thinks that there will be no problems.

With the help of the works in your mind, even if you rearrange the design, you have to fulfill your promise to your apprentice.

In the last finals, under the guidance of Ye Bufan, the host Yang Hua, who was famous for relying on a rap advertisement, confidently walked onto the stage.

Bending slightly, the host Yang Hua did not continue his "featured" hosting this time, but calmly finished reading the sponsors, and then began to announce the content and form of the finals.

"This is the last game of the Writer's Cup, and it is also a competition for the championship, I believe everyone is paying attention to this game, on the one hand, the representative writer of youth literature, Shen Shi, who is rich in the title of genius writer, on the other hand, is from Luoyi High School, although he is not well-known, but he has a very high literary attainment, Ye Bufan, and I don't know who will win the championship trophy after this finals."

Yang Hua glanced at the prompt card in his hand, and continued: "This time it turned out to be the finals, naturally different from the past, the content of this competition has just been passed to my hands, and now I will announce the content of the competition and related regulations: After the organizing committee has been discussing, the content of this competition is set as an ancient poetry competition; Of course, there are some subtle differences between this ancient poetry final and the general poetry, because today's ancient poetry competition is a poetry competition! ”

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Yang Hua himself has a very high ability to host, and his language expression is also clear and clear, and he will introduce the content and form of the competition to everyone clearly in a few words.

The audience was attracted by this novel form of competition, and one by one they sat up straight, and their attention was greatly improved.

Ye Bufan smiled lightly, the so-called step-counting poems here is nothing more than the form of Cao Pi's postgraduate examination and Cao Zhi.

It's just that there is no such allusion as seven-step poetry in the history of this world, so it's not surprising that everyone feels fresh.

"No wonder there are so many broken lines drawn on the ground, it turned out to be used to count steps and compose poems!"

"I don't know who came up with this idea, it's quite interesting, the poem is somewhat boring, if you add this article, it's really interesting!"

"Yes, counting steps to compose poems, it's really a good form of competition, I don't know how many steps these two take, five steps? Or ten steps? ”

"Who knows, just look at it, anyway, I'm very relieved of our family Shen Shi, there is no shortage of beautiful self-created poems in his "Green Years", and composing poetry is definitely a piece of cake!"

"This player named Ye Bufan is estimated to be unlucky, his fellow Xu Shang has already withdrawn from the competition with interest, and he is still insisting, he really thinks that he can win the championship after winning the first place once!"

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Ye Bufan didn't expect Shen Shi to arrange such a game, but since it was decided that the content of the competition was to compose poems, it was natural to seize the time to prepare.

Counting steps to compose poems? For Ye Bufan, the difficulty is almost equal to zero, of course; However, if you want to integrate "Buddha is the Way" into it and subtly promote it, it really takes a lot of thought.

Leaving his seat, when Ye Bufan walked on the stage, he was still thinking about this matter in his heart.

It wasn't until Shen Shi was also fully prepared and confidently stood side by side with him that Ye Bufan had a flash of inspiration and finally had an idea in his heart.

Although the effect of this idea is not so appropriate, it is also the idea that Ye Bufan can think of at present.

"Now I announce the official start of the competition, the two can be drawn by lottery, to determine the order of each person, starting from the first line, the distance between each two lines is just one step, and a poem must be made within ten steps!"

Yang Hua picked up a cardboard box from the table, handed it to the two contestants, and invited them to draw a number of their own.

Ye Bufan glanced at Shen Shi, and did not put his hand into the box, but smiled calmly, and said: "I don't think it matters in order, it's better to let me start first, anyway, I compose poems faster!" ”

When everyone heard Ye Bufan's words, they immediately looked at him speechlessly. Even Yang Hua on the side was faintly broken.

I can understand that you wish you could start first, but aren't you a little too "confident" for this reason!