Outside the 10th exam room.

Xiao Kewen and Shui Tianyi stood side by side outside the classroom window.

"He's Su Wen?" Shui Tianyi looked at the student Xiao Kewen pointed out curiously, and couldn't help but smile, "It's not three heads and six arms." Just a very ordinary teenager. ”

Xiao Kewen didn't know how to answer this, only smiled.

Not long after the paper was distributed, all the students were still reviewing the questions and pondering, and no one had started to write yet, including Su Wen, a fast gunner, who was also biting the tip of the pen.

Seeing Su Wen frowning and distressed, Xiao Kewen chuckled in his heart, feeling that something was wrong: "Even Su Wen is helpless? Is the topic so difficult this time? ”

Shui Tianyi didn't feel anything, and said in a low voice: "Old Xiao, if those works are written by Su Wen, then he is a good seedling and worth cultivating." ”

Xiao Kewen couldn't help but say: "It's just a good seedling?" I'm afraid that many of us can't compare with those articles. I think all of his articles can be published in the monthly magazine "Chinese Literature"! ”

Shui Tian smiled and scolded: "You want to be beautiful!" You guy, in addition to sending me the three articles he published in your Guangdong Provincial Weekly, you also collected articles from the "Guangdong Evening News" for me. There are more than 20 articles, including poems and novels, what do you want me to give you a student to open a column in the monthly magazine "Chinese Literature"? ”

This is a good thing that Xiao Kewen did, in order to convince Shui Tianyi, in addition to submitting the three articles written by Su Wen in the semi-finals, he also sent the articles of Su Wen on the "Yuezhou Evening News" that he collected.

With a sneer, Xiao Kewen said, "I'm just here to give you a reference." In fact, those articles are also published in our monthly magazine at a high level. ”

Shui Tian glared at him: "Nonsense! The monthly magazine selects only the best articles in the weekly magazines of each province. It's been a rule for years! In order to ensure the authority and status of our monthly "Chinese Literature", who dares to shake this kind of regulation? ”

Xiao Kewen smiled bitterly: "You have such regulations. In fact, it's just asking for trouble. I want to publish it in the weekly magazine first, okay, I'll go back and let people publish all these poems and articles of Su Wen in our weekly magazine! ”

Shui Tian was stunned for a moment: "You can't open a column in the monthly magazine, you want to open a column for Su Wen in your weekly magazine?" You're not afraid that people will spray you to death! Those writers in your province, Baba is looking forward to publishing articles in weekly magazines, and they can't publish a single article all year round. You're good. Directly to Su Wen to drive a through train! You can't post about 20 articles at once, but three or four articles at a time are enough for him to continue to appear in the weekly magazine for a month or two! You're the rhythm of death! When the time comes, the literati in your province will block your door and ask for an explanation. Don't say I didn't remind you today! ”

Xiao Kewen snorted: "Who told you to have these regulations that make the following troublesome, I am just to keep a pearl in the people." Brother Shui, do you dare to say that Su Wen's articles are not qualified to be published in our monthly magazine "Chinese Literature"? ”

Shui Tianyi smiled: "Our Chinese Empire is full of humanities, and there are a lot of people who can write such classics." ”

"You're going to die with a hard duck!" Xiao Kewen muttered helplessly.

Shui Tian was embarrassed when he heard this. Honestly. When he got the article conveyed by Xiao Kewen and read the sentence "Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat", he immediately burst into tears, and he couldn't wait to see the author in person immediately and make friends with him.

Later, when I heard that it was just a student, I first didn't believe it, and then I was shocked.

Honestly. He was just worried that Su Wen was too young to convince the public. I was afraid that he was only a momentary flash of inspiration and could not last, and he didn't dare to tilt his resources towards him all at once, and planned to observe for a while.

This final is an opportunity to observe up close, and it is also the opportunity for the final inspection.

If Su Wen can still stand out in this final, Shui Tianyi doesn't mind helping him and making him more comfortable on the road of literature. Once Su Wen misses, then he has even more reason to continue to observe.

This is Lao Cheng's opinion, Xiao Kewen is just concerned about chaos, which is out of proportion. Seeing Shui Tianyi's reserved state, he immediately understood.

"Brother Shui, are you worried that Su Wen has no strength and is an impostor, as rumored by the outside world before? Didn't I send you the video of him confronting the questioner on the show, didn't you watch it? Xiao Kewen asked suspiciously.

"Watched, Southern TV's "Cultural Weirdness" program. I've heard of it! "Shui Tian nodded a little," Su Wen's expression is really good, and I like his poem "If Life Deceives You" very much. ”

"I thought you liked Petrel!" Xiao Kewen was a little surprised.

Shui Tianyi smiled: "When people are old, they like things that are calmer." ”

Xiao Kewen said again: "Those are all articles written by Su Wen on the spot, and the three articles are so classic, what else do you have to doubt?" ”

Shui Tianyi still smiled: "Let's wait until after the finals." ”

Xiao Kewen could only say nothing.

"Huh? Su Wen has started writing, what a fast speed! Shui Tian looked at the examination room and suddenly became surprised.

Xiao Kewen looked at it, but no, when all the candidates in the audience were still thinking or scribbling on the scratch paper, Su Wen actually started to write directly on the manuscript paper.

That speed is really like a fly.

Thinking of Su Wen's expression in the rematch, Xiao Kewen moved again, patted Shui Tianyi's shoulder, and said, "Brother Shui, let's go into the scene and see what he writes." ”

Shui Tian was moved, and just wanted to agree, but when he saw Xiao Kewen's expectant eyes, he suddenly calmed down, he was the president of the Huaxia Imperial Writers Association, and he was the host of this competition, so he rashly ran in to read a student's article, and he was afraid that it would have a bad impact if it was passed out.

Pointing at Xiao Kewen with a wry smile, Shui Tianyi shook his head: "Forget it, after today's finals, find a time for you to bring him to see me." After speaking, he looked around, found an excuse, turned around and left the examination room.

Xiao Kewen thought thoughtfully, looked at Su Wen, who was struggling to write in the field, shook his head and left. He wanted to go in and see Su Wen's article for the first time, but unfortunately he was just a team leader. If it weren't for the organizers this time, Shui Tianyi didn't take him into the examination room, and he was not qualified to enter.

"What genre of rolls did Su Wen do first? It's supposed to be poetry, right? "Even if it's far away. Xiao Kewen also carried such speculations.

In the examination room, Su Wen worked hard to write, and the sound of swishing alarmed many candidates, and they all paid attention to it, and saw that Su Wen was not making a draft, but directly wrote the article on the paper. They were all taken aback.

"This guy is crazy, isn't he? It's only been less than half an hour now, and it's been written? ”

"Is it self-defeating, or is it genius? I don't even have an idea yet. He even started writing? ”

The most surprising thing was Lu Guoshu, he knew that Su Wen was a fast gunner, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, and it was only about twenty minutes before he got the question. There are still more than eight hours left until the end of the final. Su Wen actually started to write officially!

"No, I'm going to start too, I can't lose to this guy!" Lu Guoshu was no longer distracted, he was concentrating on a topic, and began to write and draft.

Su Wen did write like a fly, and that was because he had already selected the article, and he only needed to "copy" the article.

If you don't add points, it will naturally be fast. It was not easy to bluff a group of students.

As Xiao Kewen expected, Su Wen's most thoughtful thing is the poetry genre.

The theme of "Tang Poems" is too broad. It can be about poetry, but it can also be about people. He writes about people - Li Bai, the immortal in Tang poetry!

Because Zhao Yi's poems have been overused, Su Wen can't think of corresponding good poems for a while in terms of ancient poetry, so he can only make a fuss in new poems.

The new poem about Tang poetry is none other than "Looking for Li Bai" in Yu Guang:

……

That pair of arrogant boots still falls to this day

In the hands of Gaulis, the man was gone

Put the ground full of refugees and wounded soldiers

The rhythm of Huma and Qiang

Leave it to Du Er to groan carefully

Since that year, He Zhizhang has been dazzled

If you are considered an immortal, you will be even more pretended

……

At the beginning of this poem, it was written very majesticly, and it suddenly appeared, with the style of Li Taibai.

This is a rather long poem, with more than forty lines in its entirety.

However, Su Wen's memory emerged, and he jumped out word by word, without even having time to think, and wrote very smoothly. The first verse was written quickly, followed by the second, third, and fourth verses.

Su Wen dared to use this poem to deal with the theme of "Tang Poetry" because Yu Guangzhong wrote a few lines of classics in the second stanza-

"The wine is in the bowels, and seven points are made into moonshine

The remaining three points roared into sword qi

As soon as the embroidery mouth is spit out, it will be half a prosperous Tang Dynasty"

Needless to say, these three lines are worthy of everyone's admiration, and they can almost be said to be the most classic poems written by Li Bai in the new poems.

Yu Qiuyu commented on these poems and said that it is "a rare swan song in the contemporary Chinese poetry circle", which shows its influence and classicity.

"I don't believe it, this poem can't stop you reviewers!" Su Wen finished writing the whole poem and read it through again, and then pressed the poem volume to the bottom.

This is also his strategy, to write the ideas first, and then deal with the following volumes.

After the poem is written, it is time for the novel volume.

"Impressed...... Well, this should be applied as well! After laying out the scroll, Su Wen only pondered for a moment, and soon, the pen in his hand began to move.

This time, he still didn't add any points, and the speed was very fast, but he kept writing non-stop, half an hour passed, an hour passed, an hour and a half passed, and two hours passed......

The sound of the pen touching the manuscript paper was fluent and smooth, and Su Wen didn't feel any sound, but the people sitting around him were dumbfounded, because Su Wen had never stopped since he started writing, just like a machine, no need to think, no need to pause, and no need to rest.

"What is this guy doing, can't he scribble, right?"

Even the invigilators found out that Su Wen was abnormal, they have seen a lot of crazy people, but they have never seen writing so crazy-

The hand holding the pen is like a convulsion, and it can't be stopped!

This is not normal!

Even if you have a clear idea, you have been writing for more than two hours in a row, and you have to stop and rest for a while.

More than two hours passed, and Su Wen remained in this state until an invigilator walked up to him to see what was going on.

Crash!

Su Wen suddenly stopped his pen, pressed the manuscript paper, turned it over, and pressed it to the bottom.

"Done?" The puzzled invigilator could only vaguely see that it was the words of the novel volume, and a few words of the title - "The Last Leaf".

Now, Su Wen is directly facing the volume of the last prose volume!

What kind of prose can be written on the theme of "you, the country"? (To be continued......)