The poem was closed, and the room was full of applause.

So in this case, the top six places in this international competition have been decided.

They are the following six people.

The rich foreigner is three years old, the retired old cadre Sudan Hong, the ancient style of the barrage network is the main Ruquan girl, the king of the Han Dynasty in Liaodong said with a smile, and the protagonist of this work Xue Pu and the old iron Zhou Yunfeng.

Xue Pu was forgiving and forgiving, and solved the Qimen spell of the monk Renzhi, he looked confused, and only then did he feel that he was still shouting at the end of the sea, and now he had become a defeated person, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

In the past, the king of the Jin people, in the woodlogging mountains, saw the two children playing against each other, and they were fascinated for a while, and they looked at it carefully. After the game, the axe in his hand was rotten, and after returning home, he knew that it had been a hundred years, which was really vicissitudes.

In the middle of the venue, the host stood up and said: "Now that the list has been announced, do you have any doubts?" If not, these six people will participate in the competition. ”

The players in the audience were speechless, if they were in doubt, they were very dissatisfied with the results set by the three in advance, and if they didn't, they were convinced by the three later.

Zhou Yunfeng straightened his waist, but his heart was trembling: "Eh, big old iron!" What should I do! I really went to the game, and I was a little weak! ”

"What are you afraid of! Isn't your high school Chinese very good, let me tell you, if you see that Ruquan girl, she hasn't passed her junior high school Chinese! ”

"If someone is at the bottom, I'm not worried." Zhou Yunfeng has no fear.

While everyone was talking, a staff member in a suit and leather shoes of the organizer walked up to the stage with a shirtless and honest man dressed in minority costumes.

"Wait, I have an opinion!" The staff said: "I am the executive officer of this poetry meeting. I am responsible for the overall process of this poetry club. ”

Everyone listened attentively to the remarks of this leading cadre.

"We in China are a big family composed of 56 nationalities, and our compatriots are united and fraternal, help each other, cooperate closely, and are inseparable!"

Xue Pu nodded: "Not bad, long live national unity!" ”

The executive officer looked contemptuous: "Hmph! You also know that national unity is greater than the sky!! ”

"Huh? That's right, national unity is greater than heaven! Xue Pu was stunned.

"Then why, in the finals, there is not even a single ethnic minority compatriot who represents us!!"

Everyone nodded: "That's right, it is true that in order to reflect unity, inclusiveness, harmony and equality, we should join a compatriot of ethnic minorities." ”

The executive officer coughed, very officially: "Ahem, cough, this classmate Pan Ding is an outstanding student of Minzu University." I want to add him to the team! ”

After that, he introduced a shirtless man in a national costume next to him.

Pan Ding looked arrogant, swaggered around the circle, pushed Wang Xiaoyan directly away from his seat, and did it himself in a grand manner.

Wang Xiaoyan looked confused.

The six players didn't have any objections, didn't they say in their hearts? Anyway, it's all predetermined to come in, and one more person is one more strength.

The players in the audience also nodded: "Well, yes, yes!" A place should be given to the young people. ”

"But then again, Brother Panding didn't even answer the question, so why can he have a place alone?" A teenager said.

The old professor said: "Because people are young people!" ”

Pan Ding on the stage swaggered, sitting casually, with a look of contempt, looking east and west, very indecent.

At this time, the executive officer spoke again: "Due to the limited number of places in the competition, the three of you must choose one to give up to this Pan Ding classmate!" ”

"Why!?" Wang Xiaoyan was furious: "We have worked hard and learned hard to have a chance to fight!" How can we give up our position because he is a young citizen! ”

Xue Pu shook the folding fan in his hand: "Yes, do you really regard us as Guizhou candidates?" Xue Pu looked at the man named Pan Ding and asked, "Your Excellency, can you have a good sentence that matches the previous question?" ”

Pan Ding ignored it, and after a long time, he signaled that Xue Pu didn't know Chinese.

Wang Xiaoyan's face was gloomy: "Leader, this little brother can't even speak Chinese?" You asked him to participate in the Chinese Poetry Contest?? ”

The executive roared angrily: "You guys pay attention to your own ideological consciousness! The constitution stipulates that the legitimate rights and interests of ethnic minorities must be respected! If you do not cooperate, you are undermining national unity and hurting national self-esteem! ”

Wang Xiaoyan was furious and struck back: "No! National unity stands on the basis of equality in ethnic relations and objective facts. It is not that ethnic minorities are born superior and are born to stand on the head of the Han people. ”

"Yes, the so-called national welfare policy is also our way of taking care of the disadvantaged, providing them with help, and promoting national unity. It's not that ethnic minorities are shackles over the heads of the Han Chinese! Xue Pu arched his hand and said: "Besides, as far as the facts are concerned, Brother Pan Ding does not have the knowledge and ability to participate in the competition, and simply for the sake of political correctness, ignoring the matter itself promotes moral kidnapping." ”

Following Xue Pu's words, Wang Xiaoyan continued: "Brother Xue Xian is right, the poetry conference is to win with talent and ability, if you give him random points because of the identity of Brother Pan Ding, then the organizing committee will simply award the award to him, why should we compare again?!" ”

The executive officer scolded: "Chinese culture is full of flowers, how can you let your family dominate!?" ”

Xue Pu argued: "Chinese culture, since it is the culture of our China, is 97 percent, not 56 percent. Moreover, although the descendants of Mongolian, Russian, Korean, Islamic and many other foreign cultures are good citizens of China, their ancestors are not Chinese people, so is it true that the European civilization of Russia is also our Chinese culture? ”

"You are so narrow-minded! It's really—" The executive was somewhat unremarkable.

Wang Xiaoyan continued: "Hahaha, it's not that we are narrow-minded, the same seat, why we Han people sit on it with real talent and learning, it's narrow-minded. And a young man like Pandin is open and tolerant when he sits on it? Hehe, you can experience it yourself! ”

The people in the audience began to discuss: "If you don't give up your position, you are looking down on your compatriots!" ”

"Yes, yes! National unity is one family, why do you bully others and look down on others. ”

"That's right, the leaders say that the little brother is excellent, do you know how great they are? Shaomin! ”

"Yes, yes, what the leader said is right!"

"Yes, yes, Han people, get out of China!"

The leader sneered: "Hahaha, you have all heard it, this is the public opinion, how we publicize it, how the people below will believe it." is clearly bullying you, and you are not qualified to speak or speak. Brother Panding has taken a fancy to your position, I advise you to let it out obediently! ”

The attitude of the executive officer was full of orders and requirements, and Wang Xiaoyan was already furious, and he waved his sleeves away: "Hmph! This so-called fair solidarity! I really didn't hesitate to participate in the bullshit poetry meeting! ”

Striding is to walk out the door.

Wang Xiaoyan walked and sang a song of seven laws:

The origin of big dreams is like drinking ice, and the book business is difficult to peace.

The red face is exhausted, and the purple ribbon is imprisoned in the world.

If the Tao article should be valuable, who will say that there is no evidence.

If the retreat from the pond is there, the scroll should look for Li He's name.

As soon as the poem came out, it shocked the four seats, and even Ye Lao couldn't help but get up, wanting to keep it, but unfortunately the ambition is not here, how to force it to stay?

Wang Xiaoyan is a romantic person, so naturally he doesn't have to worry about the laity.

Xue Pu was so sad in his heart, when he was a great brother and a great talent, why did he have to endure such an inexplicable humiliation today?

immediately wanted to dissuade him, but he couldn't persuade him to come back, and he said to everyone in the audience: "Xue Mou is not destroying unity today!"

It's just that all of you are Han compatriots, and now that the matter has happened, if you are Han compatriots who don't know how to respect and love themselves, then I'm afraid it's really hopeless.

Brother Wang's poetry is above me, and since he withdrew from the competition, he has no shame to participate in the competition. Farewells! Xue Pu arched his hand and withdrew from the game.

The little fox hid in the shadows, glimpsed this scene, and muttered sadly in his heart: "Silly Xue Pu..."

Chen Haopeng and Zhou Yunfeng also wanted to stop it, Zhou Yunfeng said: "Da Lao Tie, what should I do if you leave?" ”

Xue Pu took out a notebook and gave it to him, and then slowly spoke page by page: "Waiting for the finals, this is my poetry theory, you can read it according to it, comment on the poetry paper, except for Mr. Ye Jialan's comments, you will not be able to say it well."

You scolded him with these beautiful words! It sounds like a bad word, but you are widely acclaimed and you use these chapters to scold him!

If it's all good, and you can't find fault with it, you will say that your skills are not good, and the refining is not pure, and you will continue to scold him with these chapters! The rise and fall of the iron country, the rejuvenation of the nation will fall on your shoulders! Xue Pu looked at Zhou Yunfeng meaningfully.

Zhou Yunfeng's expression moved, and he smiled evilly.

"I'm leaving, I can't stay in this situation for a moment!" With that, he waved his sleeves and walked away.

Xue Pu is also a poem of the Seven Laws:

The mountain city is full of forests, and the infinite withering is on the wine bottle.

The noon sun is glamorous, and the holy pilgrimage is halal.

There is no way to be famous, and the Han Shi has the heart to lose his language.

The rivers and rivers are endless, and the scholars mourn and stay alone.

After the poems are chanted, all living beings are left behind, each of whom is sorrowful.