Tell us about your profession and company?

Hearing the host's words, Gu Bei's eyes couldn't help but light up.

He looked at the media in the stands and thought to himself that it was all up anyway, why don't you promote the movie?

Although the movie has not yet started filming, it is free publicity, where to find it.

No need for nothing.

"Then let me re-introduce, my name is Gu Bei, I am a screenwriter, and I am currently preparing a movie called "This Man is from Earth", a very novel soft sci-fi movie."

Gu Bei reintroduced it to the media who kept taking pictures in the audience.

However, the host, including the reporters and media at the scene, were stunned one by one after hearing these words.

This person...... Actually advertising?

Although advertising is not explicitly prohibited at this charity dinner, it is not appropriate to do so anyway, right?

Don't you have to pay for advertising?

Who will help you get the word out for free?

Can you have a little common sense?

If you're Ji Lun, or some other big name, these reporters would be happy to promote it for free, but you're nothing.

Gu Bei, "This Man is from Earth", who has heard of it?

Therefore, the media below are very tacit and automatically ignore Gu Bei's words.

Even some reporters cut this paragraph.

What's that?

Even Shen Mingxue, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't help but sweat for Gu Bei.

On the contrary, Ji Lunle was broken.

I thought Gu Bei was a person with status, but I didn't expect that he was just a screenwriter or an unknown screenwriter.

It seems that he overestimates him because he still regards him as an opponent......

"Ahem, uh...... Very good, welcome, as the first guest on the stage, you can set the amount of donations for this round of fighting poems. In order to avoid embarrassment, the host went straight to the next link.

"In the first round, let's get five hundred yuan first." Gu Bei didn't even think about it, so he gave the number in his heart.

Once again, there was a brief silence.

Then there was a burst of laughter.

They felt that Gu Bei was joking.

Including the host, he also felt that Gu Bei was joking.

After all, five hundred yuan is an extremely ridiculous number for these people on the field.

Who can participate in the poetry fight is not a person who does not have a lot of money and only donates 500 yuan...... If the guy on stage wasn't joking, it was a joke.

"Mingxue, you're a boyfriend, you're really joking." Ji Lun had already smiled at this time.

He can basically determine now that Gu Bei is not only an unknown little person, but also a dirt bun.

Five hundred yuan, he can say it.

Shen Mingxue ignored Ji Lun.

Instead, he got up silently, walked to the side of the ring, and said to the host, "His donation amount is 800,000 yuan, he likes to joke, don't mind." ”

Because Shen Mingxue knew that Gu Bei was not joking.

He really just wants to donate so much......

Shen Mingxue's voice was not loud, but when she finished saying this, the laughter on the scene instantly became much smaller.

It seems that at this charity dinner, except for reporters and Gu Bei, everyone present who has a bit of identity has a respectful attitude towards Shen Mingxue.

Exceptionally subtle.

It didn't even get the attention of the media.

Shen Mingxue's sudden words startled Gu Bei.

800,000, do I have 800,000?

I'm only five hundred!

He didn't even think about it, so he wanted to correct it, but he was suffocated back by Shen Mingxue's eyes.

"Okay, this guest, the donation amount is 800,000 yuan, please invite the next guest, which guest is ready?" The host's words completely cut off Gu Bei's back road.

Gu Bei was bitter in his heart.

He had already secretly decided that if Dou Shidou lost, he would find an excuse to slip away......

Let him take 800,000, it is better to ask for his life directly.

......

After a short while, the second guest came on the stage.

The first round of fighting poems officially began.

Since the order of appearances has been disrupted, there will definitely be no guests in the first round.

Now in the ring, the person who fights poetry with Gu Bei is actually an insider of the Poets Association.

This was also arranged by Ji Lun.

Gu Bei didn't know anything about this, he only had one thought now, that is, how to retreat.

Because he is not sure whether the ancient poems of that world will be accepted if they are put into this world.

If he loses, he will definitely run away.

Gu Bei absentmindedly picked up the pen and quickly wrote an ancient poem on the paper.

It only took less than two minutes for Gu Bei to put down his pen and say to the judges in the audience, "I'm done." ”

That's it?

The judges in the audience showed expressions of disbelief.

Because they also knew that Gu Bei had not prepared ancient poems in advance.

When Gu Bei's poems were sent to the judges, they all began to talk about them one by one.

"There is no strange and novel imagination, there is no exquisite and beautiful rhetoric, but it is meaningful...... Good poetry, good poetry. ”

"It was as if I saw a layer of white frost."

"At such a young age, he can create such meaningful verses!"

"The customer situation is depressed, the years are fleeting, and I suddenly have an urge to go back to my hometown to have a look."

"I don't think I need to wait for Xiao Wang, right? The results can be announced directly, he is an internal member of our association, and we all know how talented he is. ”

"Let's announce it."

During the discussion, there were even some judges who gave Gu Bei a thumbs up directly from the audience.

Nodding frequently, he showed an approving gaze.

It is said that literati are light, but sometimes this is not the case.

The reason why they are so light may just be that they don't have enough talent to convince each other.

Now these judges in the audience are deeply impressed by Gu Bei's poems.

"Although there was one guest who didn't finish the work, I wanted to ...... This round of fighting poems can already be over, Gu Bei is completely victorious! Now you can take a look at his work. One of the judges stood up and said with a microphone.

Gu Bei won completely?

Gu Bei, who was still thinking about how to slip away, almost didn't react.

The other guest didn't even write, and he won?

However, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, it also made him prove once again that something classic, no matter what time and space it is, it is a classic.

Ancient poetry is no exception.

As for Ji Lun, he was a little confused......

He was still waiting to see Gu Bei's joke, why did he suddenly win?

Shen Mingxue didn't expect that Gu Bei could get such a high evaluation from the judges.

The reporters and media who didn't plan to report too much on Gu Bei also aimed their lenses at Gu Bei and the projection screen of the venue.

After all, a poem that can be judged by the judges of the Poets Association and directly determine the winner is definitely worth reporting.

A moment later, a poem appeared on the projection screen.

"Silent Night Thoughts

Bright moonlight in front of the bed

It is suspected to be frost on the ground

Look up at the bright moon

Bow your head and miss your hometown"

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