Chapter 137: Difficult Questions

"Poor ghost!"

Chen Ruolin didn't even look at Tong Xiaoshu.

Tong Xiaoshu: "......"

Long Yuan couldn't help but be happy, he really didn't expect the queen of heaven to be so ruthless when she raised people, and the knife was bloody.

Tong Xiaoshu quickly regained his composure and looked at Long Yuan: "I wish you a successful start and a counterattack." ”

Long Yuan ignored this, looked up at the big screen, and the topic he drew was also to write modern poems, with "rain" or "wind", "spring" and "autumn" as the image, with the theme of feelings between people, composing a poem.

Chen Ruolin looked at Long Yuan: "This question is difficult, which image are you going to use?" ”

Long Yuan smiled: "Which one do you think is appropriate?" ”

Chen Ruolin was happy, "If it were me, of course I would prefer rain." Don't you think that combining love and rain can write a very beautiful modern poem? ”

Long Yuan nodded: "What you said is very reasonable, then I will choose the rain." ”

Chen Ruolin: "......"

Yu Manli: "......"

Tong Xiaoshu next to him looked at Long Yuan sideways, "I'll give you a suggestion, don't choose rain, because September is the best at writing rain." ”

Chen Ruolin's color changed, the modern poems of September are written so well, if the rain is really what she is best at, then Long Yuan must not touch it.

Long Yuan smiled: "Coincidentally, I'm also the best at writing rain." ”

Chen Ruolin: "......"

Tong Xiaoshu was happy, "Then I'll have to wait and see." ”

He thought that he was already very capable of pretending, but he didn't expect that the little assistant next to Chen Ruolin was even better.

Chen Ruolin was a little worried, and asked in a low voice: "Long Yuan, do you really know how to write modern poetry?" ”

Long Yuan smiled: "Writing poems is average, but a little bit stronger than them." ”

Chen Ruolin was, do you still have the heart to joke at this time?

"Sister Chen, if we don't start soon, it'll be too late." Yu Manli reminded.

"Long Yuan, you can break the jar." Chen Ruolin was helpless.

Long Yuan couldn't laugh or cry, I write poems really averagely, but my ability to copy poems is top-notch.

……

……

Taking advantage of the time when they were participating in the competition and writing poems, everyone rested in place.

Half an hour later, the time was almost up.

Li Hongxiang took the lead in handing in her own poem, which was completed almost at the same time in September.

Only Long Yuan was indifferent.

Chen Ruolin frowned, "Long Yuan, what's wrong with you?" ”

Long Yuan smiled: "Look at them first, the poem is already in my head, and it can be written at any time." ”

Chen Ruolin said in her heart that you are quite calm, and you don't care about my 50 million at all.

Everyone was looking at the big screen.

Seeing Li Hong's poem, everyone exclaimed: "Good poem!" ”

Li Hongxiang wrote a modern poem with the image of "autumn" and the theme of father-daughter love.

Despite being modern poetry, her poems are very rhyming and catchy to read.

Not to mention Li Hong's personal problems, she is actually quite talented.

"Among the female poets of the Flower School, Li Hongxiang is the most talented."

"It's true that she's only 20 years old this year, and there's still a lot of room for growth."

"Li Hongxiang's poem can at least rank in the top ten among all the poems today."

"The poems of thunderstorms are also very wonderful."

Everyone also saw the poem released by Lei Yu - "The Great River Goes East".

Although Lei Yu's poems are not as delicate as Li Hong's makeup, they are majestic and exciting to read.

Similarly, the poem Thunderstorm is also highly rated.

"Among the Crescent Schools, the poems of thunderstorms are the most atmospheric."

"It's not just the Crescent School, but even the Flower School, which is the best at writing bold poems, is not as good as a thunderstorm."

"That little assistant actually wants to win the thunderstorm, it's just wishful thinking."

"That "Congratulations" is indeed well written, but it is an ancient style poem. Compared to modern poetry, he is certainly not as good as a thunderstorm. ”

"Hey, that's right. What's more, the questions he drew were exactly the same as those in September, and he was not dominant at all. ”

Everyone has seen September's poem - "Light Rain on South Street".

South Street is a well-known alley in Zhonghai, where there are many merchants selling antiques, calligraphy and paintings, refreshments and so on.

This poem is very delicately written, and it vividly describes the feelings of the girl in love for the first time.

After reading this poem, many people feel as if they have returned to their teenage years.

This is a classic modern poem that can evoke infinite memories for everyone.

In September, she deserved to be the first talented woman in September.

"Little junior sister is really amazing."

"This poem should have had some ideas before, but being able to come up with it during the competition is enough to prove September's talent."

"Haha, whoever draws the same question as the September boss - they all have to die!"

"It's a pity that Li Hong's makeup is a pity."

"Indeed, but it's good that she didn't choose the rain, otherwise she would have lost even more."

"The first place in this second game is estimated to be in September."

"Hu Jia has also released a new poem."

All ran to watch.

Hu Jia's poem is called "Tianque".

Tianque, as the name suggests, is the heavenly palace.

Hu Jia's poem describes Tianque's love story - Chang'e running to the moon.

Using modern poetry to write new ideas about old stories is the most terrifying.

After reading this poem, everyone seemed to know Chang'e and Hou Yi again, and they were moved.

Hu Jia is worthy of being a super genius in this poetry activity.

One poem covers the audience!

Unbeatable!

September's "South Street Light Rain" has been written well enough, but when it met the more powerful Hu Jia, he could only bow to the wind.

Hu Jia looked towards September.

September also looked towards Hu Jia.

Both women only have each other in their eyes, and the others don't deserve to be their opponents at all, and they look at them squarely.

Although Lei Yu didn't dare, he could only sigh slightly: "These two women are indeed geniuses. ”

Li Hongxiang also sighed: "The skills are not as good as others." ”

However, none of them took Long Yuan in their eyes.

"I haven't sent out any new poems yet, so I can't write them, right?"

Lei Yu mocked, "Dare to bet 50 million with me? What an idiot! ”

Since someone was willing to give him 50 million, he was naturally very happy to accept it.

Li Hongxiang also looked at Long Yuan at the moment, with a face full of banter.

Next to him, the Buddha smiled and said, "This kid's cowhide is blowing up, I want to see how he ends." ”

Li Hongxiang sneered: "Thunderstorm will definitely win, you know it with your toes." Chen Ruolin's woman is really an idiot, she actually took out 50 million in order to fight for one breath. ”

The income of these poets is not comparable to that of artists, and 50 million is a huge amount of money for them.

"Five minutes to go."

The Buddha looked at his watch, "This kid has abstained." ”

"He might have to abstain."

The same thing was said by Wish.

She believed that she was the person who knew Long Yuan best in the world.

Long Yuan definitely can't write poetry!

Most of the "Congratulations" just now was copied to Long Yuan by Chen Ruolin and them.

This time, Chen Ruolin couldn't copy it, so of course they could only abstain.

Just when he made a wish and decided that Long Yuan was going to give up, Long Yuan's new poem appeared on the big screen.