It was noon the next day, and the sun was very good, but there was no temperature at all, and it was as white as a patient's face.

At this time, after the exam again, Qian Hao was naturally still lying in bed.

WhewW......

The voice is like singing, one moment big, sometimes small, the ups and downs are very rhythmic. The noisy Wang Jing bared his teeth and grinned, like a grumpy gorilla.

It's really fucked, it's been a few days since I finished the exam, and if it weren't for the training, I would have gone home a long time ago.

But soon, he smiled and yelled at Qian Hao: "Mouse, don't sing, there is a goddess looking for you downstairs!"

“…… Liar, right? Qian Hao was confused, rubbing his eyes, and said complainingly.

Wang Jing ignored it, lay down with a bang, and pressed his phone, "Believe it or not, it's better not to go down...... By the way, bring a meal when you come back! ”

"Well, I want it too." Ma Wenjie took the opportunity to interject.

At this time, Qian Hao no longer doubted that a carp stood up and got up quickly. Wang Jing has talked about food, so naturally there can be no fake.

It's really true, because downstairs is Li Ke, a real goddess.

Li Ke called Qian Hao first, but no one answered, so she had to call Wang Jing. Wang Jing's number, she still asked An Xiaoluo for it. After that meeting, the relationship between the two of them improved.

Qian Hao hurriedly dressed and washed, but when he came downstairs, Li Ke still had a cold face, exuding an aura of being unapproachable.

Apologetically smiled, he rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly: "Cough, it's okay today, I just woke up~"

"Oh."

Li Ke was colder than usual, expressionless, and replied softly. Then, there is no follow-up.

Qian Hao didn't know what to say.

All of a sudden, the scene became awkward.

Passers-by passed by, looked at the two strangely, and Qian Hao, who was watching, touched his nose in embarrassment.

Li Ke, on the other hand, was still expressionless, and said lightly: "Professor Wang asked me to give this to you, and let me tell you that if you don't win the championship, don't come back."

After saying that, he turned around and left, without a superfluous word.

Qian Hao was dumbfounded, looked at her back, and then looked at the gilded red invitation in his hand, smiled bitterly, and shook his head helplessly.

These girls are really ......

However, when he opened the invitation card in his hand, he didn't have the heart to worry about "a few girls".

"Poof, why is it a national poem again!" His eyes widened, looking at the invitation in his hand, depressed.

It turned out that this post was an invitation, and it was also an invitation to the semi-finals of the National Poetry Competition.

That is, at this moment, he has two semi-final spots. A pen name Tang Zui, a real name Qian Hao, this matter ...... It's really a second dog.

He felt a toothache and hurriedly contacted Wang Xi to explain the situation. However, Wang Xi didn't care at all, and said bluntly, "I don't care, anyway, you have to come back with the championship, and you can still be a student of Yan University."

Rub, is this really a master of Chinese studies?

couldn't count on Wang Xi, so he had to run to Le Zhishan and cry for a while, but ......

Although Le Zhishan was kind and kind to him, he just didn't mention the matter of making him abandon the game.

He really wanted to cry without tears.

He knew that he, the master, couldn't count on it, so it was better to find Wang Xi and play a scoundrel and say: "Teacher Wang, I don't care, even if you don't allow me to give up the competition, and the National Poetry Contest still allows me to occupy two places by myself?"

However, the results left him dumbfounded.

Wang Xi was speechless and hung up the phone silently. However, not long after, just when he was smug, Wang Xi called again, "Haha, Qian Hao, as soon as I said it was you, the National Poetry Contest agreed." ”

Agreed, agreed......

This time, he silently hung up the phone and stopped making senseless resistance.

Participate in the competition, one person and two corners, right?

Okay, then this time, let's go to the finals alone and play with ourselves.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly looked forward to the National Poetry Contest.

The contest is said to be fair, the attention is high, and the judges are not bad. It seems that the contestants are not better than others, only poetry and songs?

Compared to any other competition, it is simply a pure land.

Just when Qian Hao accepted it and looked forward to it, Liu Yikun called again.

"Brother Qian, do you know the National Poetry Contest?

We have a recommendation quota for ancient poetry, as long as you recommend a poet whose poetry sales are good that year, you can directly approach the semi-finals. I'm going to recommend you, what do you think? ”

……

Qian Hao was dumbfounded again, then smiled bitterly, and told Liu Yikun what happened before.

Liu Yikun listened, laughed, and joked: "This issue of the National Poetry Contest is really exciting, haha, the champion and runner-up are all alone...... Hey, Brother Qian, why don't I report it to you and simply take the top three? ”

“…… Brother Liu, you're kidding. Qian Hao was already numb, and replied a little dumbly.

Liu Yikun didn't care, the more he thought about it, the more he looked forward to it, rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Brother Qian, it's so decided." Haha, that's exciting! ”

Well, it's good for you to be happy.

Qian Hao smiled bitterly again, but he was not as speechless as before, because he also had some expectations in his heart.

When other masters are lonely, at most they will fight with their hands. He is good, he is actually a triangle, ready to win the top three in the National Poetry Competition.

It's just that the organizer of the National Poetry Contest will agree?

In fact, when Wang Xi reacted, the organizers disagreed. But some people think that Qian Hao is a celebrity, which can attract attention, and said that Qian Hao writes two poems by himself, and it is definitely impossible to write them all well, at most one identity is promoted, and it has no effect.

So, the organizers were convinced.

The first time you agree, the second time you naturally don't object. So, in this way, Qian Hao won three places alone, and an unprecedented one-person triangle participated in the competition.

This matter has not been poked out yet, otherwise it will definitely provoke a hot discussion again. It is estimated that the popularity is even higher than it is now.

But then again, Qian Hao's current popularity is not bad at all. Not only because of his Weibo, but also because of the propaganda of The Voice of China.

It turned out that The Voice of China learned about Qian Hao and realized that this was a point of discussion, and immediately released the contestant's information.

The official blog of The Voice posted a Weibo by several contestants, and only a few people monopolize a Weibo. For example, Qian Hao, he is the sole owner of a Weibo.

Moreover, the player's introduction is very cranky, and it is more powerful than the other players. There are only a few people, because of some status, this is exactly as good as him.

It is for this reason that the explosion has been discussed on the Internet.

But Qian Hao didn't know, thinking it was just about Weibo, so he was still very leisurely.

No, as soon as he got the matter of the National Poetry Contest done, he went back to the dormitory, coded the words for a while, and then thought hard about the participating songs.

But before he could think about the second song, Wang Jing was like a fried cat, and suddenly let out a piercing scream.

Frightened, his body trembled, his hands shook, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground.

ps: It's too busy at the end of June.,I'm really sorry.,I didn't have much more on the shelves o(╯□╰)o(To be continued.) )