Gotcha, stealing chickens doesn't make rice!

Yu Xian stared blankly at the phone that was hung up, and his heart was empty.

The slightest coolness swirled in his heart, combined with the coldness formed by the air conditioning around him, almost freezing Yu Xian into a cold-blooded animal.

What does cold-blooded animal mean? Most of these animals hibernate in hibernation.

Well, in short, Yu Xian was so cold that he was sleepy.

Player 5 and Player 6......

A contestant's poem was recited by the host, and then it was scored according to the competition process and commented by the specially invited judges.

The host's voice is good, and he co-authored these poems that have their own rhythm, and the rhyme is harmonious, which urges Yu Xian to fall asleep quickly.

About half an hour passed, and the poems of the ten contestants had all been scored and commented on.

"Now that the first round of the tournament is over, let's take a look back at the scores of the ten players."

The host looked at the values displayed on the tablet in his hand and spoke out unhurriedly: "The No. 1 player scored 66 points, the No. 2 player scored 92 points, and the No. 3 player scored 49 points...... Player 94 and player 10 scored 85 points. ”

At the end of the first round, the highest score was 94 points for the No. 9 player, and the lowest score was for the No. 3 player, that is, Yu Xian, with only 49 points.

"Tsk, the lowest score, 45 points worse than the first place." Liang Feifei approached Yu Huizhen with an evil smile, "Didn't you bet on the third kid to win the championship?" Why does it seem so hopeful? ”

"Rats' eyes! He has the strength to win the championship, but the score in the first round is unfair, but the gold will always shine! Yu Huizhen slammed back mercilessly, in fact, she also sweated for Yu Xian in her heart. After all, 45 points is not a decimal place.

The host turned to face the side of the specially invited judges: "Now, I invite Mr. Liang Feifei to ask for the question." ”

When Liang Feifei stood up, the applause was not enthusiastic - who made him just shoot the entire audience and the reader jury?

"Huh." Liang Feifei sneered.

"It's twelve ...... now," Liang Feifei was halfway through his words, and when his eyes glanced at Yu Xian's side, his complexion changed instantly.

"Player Three! Player No. 3! Liang Feifei shouted.

Yu Xian was unconscious, still asleep, and during this time, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips.

The host looked at table No. 3 suspiciously, the reader jury and the audience also looked at Yu Xian curiously, and even the photographer pulled the lens in with interest and gave Yu Xian a big close-up.

Yu Xian still didn't react, he smacked his lips, tilted his head, and a trace of extremely fine saliva dripped down.

——With the assistance of the photographer, the audience and those who were watching the live broadcast on the live broadcast platform could see this scene clearly.

"Good fellows! This thing is actually asleep? It's a game, I'll go! ”

"Convincing! Wayward! ”

"I guess the score in the first round was too low, so I gave up, right?"

……

"Friends, wake up, wake up." The host walked up to Yu Xian with tears and laughter, and woke Yu Xian up. "It's still in the game, and it's live."

"Huh? It's better that way. Yu Xian's first reaction was - this wave of salted fish is definitely worth a lot of money!

The host couldn't help but be stunned.

[Is this really here to make trouble?] First a modern poem with the theme of "Sleeping with You", and then sleeping soundly without any scruples. I thought that having a Liang Feifei was uncomfortable enough, and there was a strange contestant, what kind of trouble was this? 】

"Ahem." Liang Feifei pretended to cough twice, "Host, I can solve the question now, right?" ”

"Uh, please." The host replied with an awkward smile.

Liang Feifei glanced at Yu Huizhen, who was sitting beside him, and then glanced at Yu Xian, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a touch of evil intent: "It's December, and about half a year has passed since the graduation season, and it is the time for students who have just entered the society to find their first job and stabilize their lives." ”

"In June, I left my alma mater in a hurry; In December, in order to miss and make up for the small shortcomings in June, I returned to my alma mater, and after a visit, I parted again, and I was very emotional. ”

Just as the people present followed Liang Feifei's words and began to search for memories of his alma mater, the corners of Liang Feifei's mouth suddenly raised: "Please combine the contestants with the passage I just said to create a modern poem." ”

After speaking, Liang Feifei turned off the microphone and sat down with a smug face.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Liang Feifei for the question." After Liang Feifei sat down, the host picked up the words, "The contestants have thirty minutes of creative time, and before the creation time is over, let's enjoy a few excellent articles on "Yilin", ......"

……

"I thought there would be some problems with that guy surnamed Liang."

"yes, if you pretend to be so powerful, you won't be able to get out of the question."

"I guess that guy deliberately made a simple question, and then used a harsher comment to highlight how profound and disgusting he was!"

……

Indeed, the questions in this round are very simple, because most of the contestants in the audience have experienced that scene.

But......

"What do you mean by that?" Yu Huizhen had already sensed that something was not quite right.

"Have you forgotten the information they gave us in Yilin magazine?" Liang Feifei gently touched his temple with the tip of his index finger. "If I'm not mistaken, the number three is only 20 years old. Moreover, he is now studying at Pengcheng Vocational and Technical College. ”

Liang Feifei has something to say.

What does he mean by this question? Leaving your alma mater? No, it's the scene when I leave my alma mater and then I leave again after a return visit.

The other contestants are in their twenties, thirties, and even forties, and they have all experienced the scene of what Liang Feifei said.

Except for Yu Xian.

Yu Xian didn't even part for the first time.

"Wouldn't you be too naïve like this?" Yu Huizhen looked at Liang Feifei with disdain.

"What are you talking about? I came up with a simple question that everyone was happy with. Liang Feifei pretended to be indifferent.

"Poetry comes from life, but it is higher than life. The inspiration of the ordinary poet depends on life, while the inspiration of the senior poet is by no means confined to life. If the No. 3 contestant had been defeated by you, he would not have created such a wonderful poem as "Sleeping with You Through Most of China"! ”

"Hehe, then let's wait and see the results!"

……

Yu Xian was overjoyed when he heard this topic, and a modern poem he had just prepared was just a perfect fit for the topic.

In less than five minutes, Yu Xian finished writing the poem.

Because he was just woken up by the host, Yu Xian couldn't fall asleep again. Boredom, he immediately opened QQ and entered the "Salted Fish Mansion".

"Did you watch the live broadcast? Salted fish brother live sleep! ”

"Really? 666Ah, lose a link? ”

"I'm going, poetry invitational? I thought he was teasing us. Brother Salted Fish really knows everything? ”

……