Liang Feng was dumbfounded.

Looking at Su Wen's upright back, Liang Feng was ashamed and annoyed.

He wanted to make things difficult for Su Wen, but he didn't expect to be dealt with with by the other party with a few words of understatement. If it was just a general discourse, of course, it would not be possible to fool the literati below, but Su Wen would respond in the most literati way - using classic verses as footnotes.

This way really poked the high point of these guys, and they were all intoxicated.

Liang Feng calculated, Su Wen quoted a total of four lines of poetry, except for one of which was Liu Yuxi's, the others said that it was a sentence in the poem he wrote.

The most fatal three lines of poetry are more moving than a classic, as a senior, "eclectic talent" said to their hearts; As peers, "each leading the way for hundreds of years" has also become their inspirational motto; As a literati, "I write by hand and I speak", it scratches their itch!

Liang Feng can already imagine that after today, Su Wen's poetry will enter the eyes of everyone again, maybe these people will find Su Wen's article and read it when they go back.

Liang Feng had a feeling of making wedding clothes for others at this time, as if all his difficulties had contributed to Su Wen's reputation.

"Am I moving bricks and hitting myself in the foot?" Liang Feng asked himself stupidly.

After listening to Su Wen's big call, Xie Kun below couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and muttered: "This Su Wen is actually a chapter, so good?" ”

"Dad, what did you say?" Xie Tianxing didn't hear clearly.

Xie Kun reacted, glanced at his son with a complicated expression, and thought to himself, how could his son not be as good as others, if he ......

Well, at this moment, Xie Kun is possessed by Cao Cao, and he can't wait to look up to the sky and sigh: "Giving birth to a son should be like Sun Zhongmou!" ”

"Dad, Su Wen ......" Xie Tianxing saw Su Wen in the limelight again, and his heart was even more unhappy, looking at the scene Many people applauded Su Wen, for fear that his father would also be impressed by the other party, so he couldn't help but worry.

Xie Kun glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I have my own measure." ”

Xie Tianxing sighed, seeing that his father's face was wrong, he didn't dare to speak.

On the other side, after Xiao Kewen finished applauding, he said to the middle-aged man next to him: "This son is amazing!" is worthy of being the first Su Wen in the semi-finals! ”

"It turned out to be him!" The middle-aged man suddenly said, "I heard that Lao Yan rushed to ask him to enter the fiction department?" ”

Xiao Kewen smiled lightly: "Yan Youyu has always been acute. ”

The middle-aged man was also anxious: "I thought he was good at writing novels, but I didn't expect that drama also has such skills." No way! We also need such talents in the drama department! Dean Xiao, you must help me! ”

Xiao Kewen shook his head: "You are the director of the drama department, you want to pull people, figure it out by yourself, what do you want me to do!" But I advise you not to waste your efforts, this son is not a thing in the pool, and our provincial literary academy can't trap him. ”

The middle-aged man was surprised: "Does Dean Xiao think he can show his ambitions in the national finals and become famous?" ”

"It's not that I think, it's that he has the strength." Xiao Kewen sighed.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and then asked again: "Dean Xiao, tomorrow the new issue of "Huaxia Literature Weekly" in our province will be released and listed, you tell me, how many articles in this Su Wen have been published in the weekly magazine?" ”

"Well...... this"

"Don't say you don't know, you're the president of the association, and you reviewed the weekly when it was finalized!" The middle-aged man looked impatient.

Xiao Kewen smiled: "You either guess for yourself, or wait for tomorrow when the weekly magazine is listed." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes widened: "It's great that others can last one article, look at your tone, dean, how many articles have this young man been on?" Even the draft of the preliminary round was also on? ”

Xiao Kewen smiled silently, not affirming, and not denying.

The middle-aged man finally sighed: "This is the rhythm that wants him to be famous in the whole province!" Even for us literati, it's very rare to want to go to a weekly magazine! Although he is the first in the semi-finals, the first place in the previous years does not necessarily have such treatment. Dean Xiao, are you sure he is not God's illegitimate son? ”

Xiao Kewen blew his beard and glared: "Do you want to say that he is my own son?" Am I the kind of person who favoritism? ”

The middle-aged man said with a smile on his face that he didn't dare, and Xiao Kewen let him go.

Su Wen on the other side was not easy, as soon as he returned to his seat, Li Xiuying snatched his certificate and said that he would take back a copy of the company and throw out this gimmick when they cooperated, as Su Wen's qualifications.

Fang Chengshi snatched the bonus sign, and said jealously while touching it: "Su Wen, you guys are really lucky, 300,000, this is all Huayuan!" That's how to get your hands on it! I have been in a year, and the company has added bonuses and dividends, but there are not so many! No, I'm going to fight the local tyrant today, and you're going to treat us to a big meal anyway. ”

Su Wen could only nod his head in agreement.

Fang Chengshi grabbed Su Wen's hand again and asked urgently: "There is one more thing, which poem is the sentence you just said, 'I write my hand, how can I be restrained by the ancients'?" I haven't seen it! That must be some other poem, you're new? Hurry up and give it to me! This poem is classic enough to have this sentence, and it will definitely be published! Su Wen, hurry up and give it to me! Also, you wrote a poem in a drama contest? What poem? You didn't even sue me sooner! I...... I want it all together! ”

Su Wen suddenly had a headache, and said innocently: "Teacher Fang, the song "Self-deprecation" in the drama is complete, you can just look for it on the Internet." Now this sentence is just a sentence that I got by chance, and the whole picture of the poem is not yet finished. ”

Fang Chengshi hurriedly took out a pen and paper, stuffed it into Su Wen's hand, and said, "Then write it on the spot now!" I know you have what it takes! ”

Su Wen was dumbfounded, knowing that he had been too outrageous before, and now Fang Chengshi regarded his ability to write poems on the spot as a norm.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Wen could only stand Huang Zunxian, and added the verses head-on, but the original poem was too long and plain, and the previous sentences were not of high value, so Su Wen intercepted the last few sentences.

Starting from "Zuo Chen Duanxi Yan", there is "I write my handwriting and my mouth" in the middle, and at the end of "Shocking and colorful", there are only eight sentences.

Fang Chengshi took a look at it and was stunned for a moment, it was really like what he just said, only "I wrote by hand, I spoke" classics, what else...... Tsk, it's okay!

That's it, Fang Chengshi sighed, good poems are rare now, anyway, they were written by Su Wen, so he reluctantly accepted them.

The reaction of the crowd was quickly attracted by the continued awarding of awards.

Liang Fenghui on the stage came over and presided over the awards, and the eighth place was followed by the seventh place, and then the sixth place......

After a while, even the fourth place received the award and stepped down.

Finally, everyone sat a little straighter, and the top three were finally about to be revealed.

First of all, the third place, Liang Feng took a list, paused for a long time, and after satisfying everyone's appetite, he slowly announced: "Third place, thank you Tianxing, "Ode to Youth". ”

Xie Tianxing, who is the third in the number of votes, or only the third judge, then there should be no surprise in the top three of this competition.

Xie Tianxing stood up, his face was complicated, happy, regretful, and resentful.

Before going on stage, Xie Tianxing glanced back at Su Wen's place, Su Wen smiled, rubbed his fingers at him, and signaled him not to forget to give the bonus.

Xie Tianxing's face suddenly darkened, he snorted coldly, turned his head and walked to the front of the stage.

Just as he arrived at the stage, a figure followed him and soon walked with him to the stage.

"Huh?"

Everyone was surprised, and if you take a closer look, it's not Xie Kun who else!

He actually went on stage with his son, did he want to share the joy of his son's award, or did he want to do something else?