Chapter Thirty-Six: Shocking the Four
"It turns out that few people came to watch the live broadcast, and I was counting on you to help me brush 'Salted Fish Brother 666' in the live broadcast room." Yu Xian looked at the news in the "Salted Fish Mansion" and couldn't help but interject.
"? Brother Salted Fish cheated the corpse! â
"Nima, what's the situation? Aren't you competing? Still playing with your phone? â
"Come on, you don't know Brother Salted Fish's temperament, isn't it just playing with your mobile phone, and you've done it all out of live sleep, do you still care about this?"
"Uh...... Actually, I don't want to sleep either, it's so cold that I get sleepy. Yu Xian added an "This TM is embarrassing" at the end of the text.
"Come on, anything, you can be a reason for salted fish."
"Speaking of which, Brother Salted Fish is really young."
"yes, it's quite delicate."
"How did you see Brother Salted Fish? I can only see an outline in the live broadcast. "Completely nameless" black man question mark. JPGâã
"Probably you're masturbating too much."
"Probably you're masturbating too much, +1."
"Probably you're masturbating too much+10086."
"Alright, don't tease him." The person whose group name is [Tianwang Store Manager] replied, "Brother Salted Fish fell asleep just now, and the photographer gave a close-up, and Brother Salted Fish is still drooling." â
"? So 6? â
"And this kind of operation?"
"You're enough, hey, if you have time to hack me here, you might as well go to the live broadcast room to brush up on the group number and promote our Salted Fish Mansion." Yu Xian reappeared, and the group exploded again.
"Big salted fish, you might as well go to the code word if you have time to chat! Hurry up and update "Star Change"! â
"What a ghost! Now let's listen to a new song or something. â
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Seeing this, Yu Xian's heart chilled.
The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny!
Seeing that it was impossible to mobilize the people of Salted Fish Mansion to go to the live broadcast room to publicize, Yu Xian simply turned off QQ, crossed his arms and prepared to take a nap.
But this time Yu Xian paid attention, he used his mobile phone to set the alarm clock, in case he overslept.
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Half an hour passed, and the host walked onto the stage with a tablet, just like in the previous round.
"Let's take a look at the ...... created by the No. 1 contestant"
Player 1 scored 87 points, while player 2 scored 97 points.
Liang Feifei was as picky as ever, but this time he scored slightly higher than the previous round, giving No. 1 and No. 2 a score of 6 and 5 respectively.
"The poem title of the No. 3 contestant is: Farewell to Cambridge." As soon as the host said this, many viewers frowned.
"Cambridge? What is that? â
"There is this school?"
"Another name...... I can't tell. â
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"Heh, this is the champion you fancie? The topic is off track. Liang Feifei scoffed.
Yu Huizhen's face was expressionless and unmoved: "It's just the title of the poem, and then make up your mind after listening!" â
"Gently I'm gone"
"As I come gently"
"I beckoned gently"
"Be a Farewell to the Cloud on the West"
The easy-to-understand words and sentences appropriately depict the scene of parting, and it is also quite picturesque. The soothing rhythm, the light movements, the lingering affection, and at the same time with a touch of sorrow.
Yu Huizhen smiled and nodded, savoring it.
Liang Feifei touched his nose, his face full of suspicion.
"The Golden Willow on the Riverside"
"A bride in the sunset"
"Shadows in the Waves"
"Rippling in my heart"
"Green Wattles on Soft Mud"
"Oily swagger underwater"
"In the soft waves of the River Cam"
"I'm willing to be a water weed"
Although this poem is a modern poem, it has an artistic conception similar to that of ancient poems. Borrowing objects to be lyrical, blending feelings into the scene, and expressing their feelings through specific images.
"A pool in the shade of the elm"
"It's not a clear spring, it's a rainbow in the sky"
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"Quietly I'm Gone"
"As I Came Quietly"
"I waved my sleeves"
"Don't take away a cloud"
The host slowly retracted, and the scene immediately burst into stormy applause.
Unlike "Passing Through Most of China to Sleep with You", this song "Farewell to Kangqiao" is much easier to understand, and just listening to it once, you can produce the corresponding scenery in your mind.
"After the recitation of the work of the No. 3 contestant, now I invite the reader jury and the special guest judges to score it."
Two minutes later, the results were in.
Readers' Jury: 80 points
Ma Yunlong: 9 points
Liang Feifei: 5 points
Yu Huizhen: 9 points
"What's your excuse this time?" Yu Huizhen looked at Liang Feifei's score and teased.
"What do you mean by excuses? I'll just be realistic. â
"Well, don't bother. It's a live broadcast anyway, so let's give your poetry association a face. Ma Yunlong, who was sitting on the side, finally couldn't hold back his words.
"Player No. 3 scored in the second round: 103 points." The moderator announced.
This is the first time since the start of the competition that the score has broken 100.
"Now, please ask the three guest judges to briefly comment on this poem."
Ma Yunlong was the first to stand up and comment: "The No. 3 contestant's "Farewell Kangqiao" reads with a very dynamic and soft sense of movement, and there is a kind of soft and resentful artistic conception in the poem, as well as a fresh and elegant style. To be honest, I can't pick any thorns, and I don't want to. I'm just appreciating poetry, but ...... You can't be too busy, please allow me to give it a 9. â
In Ma Yunlong's comments, there was no posture of his predecessors at all, and when he talked about "picking thorns" in the midterm, he also subconsciously glanced at Liang Fei, which was full of irony.
"Hehe, what Mr. Ma said is extremely true!" Liang Feifei first replied to Ma Yunlong, "This poem is indeed a masterpiece." â
With that, the audience began to clamor.
"A masterpiece? Yes, since it's a good work, what do you mean by giving it a score of 5? â
"Gotcha, this thing is going to start pulling calves again."
"It's annoying that this thing has no ability and is pretending to be forced!"
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"But!" Liang Feifei suddenly said sharply, "Does anyone present know where the 'Kangqiao' is?" â
There was an uproar at the scene.
They whispered to each other, but none of them knew about the "Cambridge".
"Cambridge" refers to the University of Cambridge in the United Kingdom, however, this is the name of Yu Xian's previous life. In this world, there is no Cambridge University, and there is no school built next to a river called the River Cam.
"Literally, this 'Cambridge' is not an alma mater, but a bridge. Of course, that's just one of the reasons why I give it a 5. Liang Feifei snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand and pointed directly at Yu Xian, "There is one more point, that is the No. 3 player himself!" â
"If I'm not mistaken, the name of the number three player is Yu Xian. Oh, he just woke up by the host, and continued to sleep after completing the second round of creation. It's live! This is the scene of the poetry contest! What Yu Xian? It's clearly a salted fish! With such an attitude towards poetry, and not humbly listening to the poems created by others, why should I give him high marks? â