These short 28 words fell in the entire studio, which was like thunder.

The seemingly ordinary 28 words constitute a kind of vicissitudes of life, the artistic conception of white clouds and dogs, which is simply sad for people's moods all of a sudden.

An expression of surprise suddenly appeared on Gu Xingchen's face, and he once again heard a classic good work in Song Ci's mouth.

He couldn't help but wave his fist, and said with emotion to the people around him:

"Well written! The artistic conception is simply overwhelming! When I went back to my hometown last year, I really had such a feeling! That's the kind of inexplicable kind...... The strangeness of hometown, this should be the so-called hometown timidity! ”

Jiang Quan, the president of the Ancient Literature Association, couldn't help but applaud and said:

"In this year's poetry conference, Song Ci must be the most brilliant star! Even if he didn't win the final championship, each of these works he has taken out so far can be engraved on the history of our contemporary poetry! A hundred years later, a thousand years later, countless descendants will also recite his works forever! ”

Qin Shiwen, the president of the Ancient Poetry Association, was already so excited that he stood up directly, and a touch of red bloomed on his old face full of ravines.

This is caused by agitation to the point of blood reversal.

He shouted excitedly: "Song Ci has added a classic work to our ancient poetry!" ”

Fan Changshou, the president of the Ancient Words Association, snorted coldly.

His eyes were full of envy.

From the current point of view, the poems that Song Ci took out on this stage seem to be better than the words.

Whether it is quality or quantity, this makes Fan Changshou's heart feel a little uneven.

A sickly flush appeared on Yuan Sizhi's face.

Half because of excitement, half because of anger.

There was even a hint of fear.

Song Ci's strength is simply terrifying.

He didn't come up with this poem on the spot, right?

Yes, he must have been prepared in advance just like my son!

Otherwise he would have come up with a poem of this quality in such a short time!

Does that make it impossible for others to live?

Yes yes, that's definitely how it looks!

Bai Yishan, who was sitting next to Yuan Sizhi, turned his head and looked at Yuan Sizhi with a hint of banter in his eyes.

The hostility of Yuan Sizhi's father and son towards Song Ci has almost become an open secret in the circle.

At this moment, seeing Song Ci write such a wonderful masterpiece, it can be said that he has already won the battle.

Bai Yishan couldn't help but smile and said to Yuan Sizhi:

"Tell me about you, day by day you treat other people's Song Ci as a thorn in the flesh, but if you look at other people's Song Ci, have you ever put your father and son in your eyes?

"If you go up and talk to someone now, they won't necessarily remember who you are!

"And in terms of the quality and quantity of Song Ci's works, do you think that after a thousand years and a hundred years, when future generations mention our generation, when they want to rank our generation, who do you think is the first place?"

Bai Yishan's words suddenly made Yuan Sizhi's old eyes full of bloodshot all of a sudden.

He glared at Bai Yishan fiercely, and then said:

"You're going too far, aren't you? I'm immersed in poetry for so many years! has written nearly 1,000 works, how can he be able to leave a name in history!? ”

Yuan's anger was quickly drowned out by the applause, excitement and discussion of the nearly 5,000 spectators behind him.

The audience who can come to the scene of the show to watch the poetry conference competition is very literate.

So everyone suddenly distinguished one from Song Ci and Yuan Qing's works.

"Although it is said that Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second, when Song Ci's work comes out, I think there is no suspense in the match between him and Yuan Qing!"

"It's not that Yuan Qing's works are bad, but Song Ci's works are really good! Between people, the most feared thing is comparison! ”

"Thinking about Yuan Qing's eagerness to run to the stage just now and read out his work, now he looks like a clown! It's a humiliation! ”

"This kid must be full of confidence, and he feels that he has hit the topic, but how does he know that Song Ci is holding a king bomb in his hand!"

"When children don't know each other, they smile and ask where they come from! I really have a deep understanding of these two sentences, when I went home last month, I suddenly began to have a very strange feeling, many children in the village I don't know whose family it is, I have to ask one by one who your father is? Who is your mother? Who understands this feeling, family! ”

Yuan Qing, who was standing on the side of the stage, was speechless at this moment.

His mouth trembled slightly.

There was still a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.

At this moment, his mind is still firmly believing that his works are better than Song Ci.

But his body already wanted to crawl at Song Ci's feet.

Inside the Western Capital house.

Today my dad burned a big table of delicious food.

Dozens of relatives in the family converged in front of the television.

While eating delicious food, everyone watched the Song Ci competition.

Sitting in the middle was a white-haired old man, the oldest one in the old Song family.

Song Ci's father called him the third grandfather.

The third grandfather sat on crutches.

He took part in the Great Patriotic War.

I have always been proud of being a soldier.

So at this moment, even if he is getting older, he still sits with his head up, his chest straight and straight.

"I look at the reaction of the audience, is Song Ci winning or losing now?" The third grandfather asked seriously.

The relatives were also nervously looking at the TV screen at this time, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Although Song Ci finished reading his work, cheers also rang out at the scene.

But whether Song Ci can advance or not, everyone is really hard to say.

At this time, Song Ci's father took out his mobile phone and quickly shouted:

"Okay, okay, the voting channel has been opened, everyone hurry up and vote for Song Ci!"

This sentence suddenly seemed to throw a stone in the calm river, causing ripples in circles and circles, and all the relatives were excited.

Everyone took out their mobile phones and began to vote for Song Ci.

Somewhere in Youzhou.

Li Siyu had just finished a performance with his teammates, and everyone returned to the nanny car together.

Her assistant ran up and whispered a few words in her ear.

She immediately excitedly greeted her teammates and said:

"Hurry up, everyone take out your mobile phones and vote for Teacher Song Ci! Later, if anyone doesn't vote and I find out, break up! Hum! ”

Several of her teammates, you look at me, I look at you, and there is a hint of helplessness in their eyes.

But everyone still took out their mobile phones very seriously, clicked on the competition page of the poetry conference, and voted for Song Ci.

And the next moment, something even more outrageous happened.

Li Siyu's assistant carried a box over.

After opening this box, everyone found that there were dozens of mobile phones inside.

Li Siyu hurriedly greeted everyone: "Come on, come and help, everyone will divide three mobile phones to go over and continue to vote for Song Ci!" Hurry up, you girl don't eat, I'll eat after I vote! The voting time is only two minutes, and if you miss it, you won't have a chance! ”

This was not enough, Li Siyu also hurriedly posted a Weibo, calling on her fans to vote for Song Ci quickly.

Tang Shi sat on the sofa, today was her time to rest.

She was holding a small doll and watching the live broadcast of Song Ci's game.

"This poem is so well written!" While sighing, she also took out her mobile phone and voted for Song Ci.

Song Hongdou was also in Shangjing at this time.

It is less than 10 kilometers away from CCTV's headquarters.

At this time, she was recording in a recording studio, and after singing, she walked out of the soundproof room, and quickly waved to her assistant and said, "How is it?" Are the results of Song Ci's competition out? ”

"Not yet, sister! Now Mr. Song Ci has just read out his work, which is a particularly touching work of missing his hometown! ”

Song Hongdou's eyes lit up when she heard it, and she quickly took her mobile phone and took a look.

While drinking cold white water, she beckoned everyone in the studio to hurry up and vote for Song Ci.

In the live stream, a few minutes later.

The host held a tablet and announced to the audience, the audience in front of the TV, and the audience in the live broadcast room that Song Ci won the PK with Yuan Qing with more than 30 million votes.

Song Ci calmly stood in the center of the stage and bowed 90 degrees to the audience.

Then he held up the microphone and said a few words of thanks for everyone's support for him.

Yuan Qing's eyes suddenly darkened.

He couldn't accept the fact that he was eliminated by Song Ci for a moment.

Kick your legs directly, and you almost faint on the stage.

It was still Song Ci's quick eyes that quickly helped him up.

Yuan Qing's legs were already weak at the moment, and he was quickly helped down by the staff who rushed over.

When the family saw that Song Ci had won the game, there was also an excited cheer.

The third grandfather was even more excited and burst into tears, shouting, "My old Song family is going to have a Wenqu star."

Li Siyu and her six teammates all sat in the nanny car, and each of them had a rather strange expression on their faces.

Song Ci won this game, and several people were still very acceptable.

But Li Siyu crossed her waist with one hand, and she looked like Song Ci had a lot of effort to win this game:

"You guys, don't look at me with this expression, you don't know Song Ci's ability to write songs, we vote for him now, if we ask him for his head in the future, wouldn't it be better for him to help us write songs!"

Li Siyu's words made the eyes of several teammates shine.

Not to mention anything else, the songs that Li Siyu and Song Ci collaborated on before are still Li Siyu's very popular works.

even surpassed the popularity of more than 90% of the works of the Rainbow Girl Group.

So the other teammates were also very hot-eyed.

But everyone suffers from having no contact with Song Ci.

So for a while, I was also envious and jealous in my heart.

Hearing Li Siyu say this at this moment, a teammate suddenly came up and said to her with a smile:

"Xiaoyu, you see that we haven't released an album for almost two years, right? You have such a good relationship with Mr. Song Ci now, do you want to talk to him when you have time and ask him to help us make an album! ”

Some teammates also came up and complained: "The song written by Teacher Song Ci is good, this is recognized!" But he doesn't necessarily fit the style of our girl group, what we need is dance music, do you understand! ”

Li Siyu confidently patted his chest and said with everyone: "Don't worry, I must talk to Mr. Song Ci when I have the opportunity to see if he can help us make an album, hehe!" ”

Today is the first day of the 32-16 competition of the Poetry Conference.

The 8 winners, led by Song Ci, were all decided.

The names of these 8 people naturally made the front page headlines of major media again, causing netizens to storm again.

Among them, especially Song Ci's work, some netizens over 30 years old unconsciously emo.

Everyone has fallen into the melancholy and resentment that they can't go back to their hometown when they grow up and can't go back to their childhood.

ended the game, Song Ci and Liao Jie went out of the CCTV building together.

It was almost 11:00 p.m.

Song Ci deliberately waited.

Earlier, there was just too much media out there.

And even now, when he walked out of the door of CCTV, nearly 30 media outlets surrounded him in an instant.

Countless long guns and short cannons were handed to Song Ci.

Song Ci scolded the media and showed an expression that made everyone let go of themselves:

"Guys, aren't you all resting? Squat here at such a late hour! ”

The reporters burst out laughing.

Even though there was a female reporter, the first one asked:

"Teacher Song Ci, your opponent Yuan Qing tonight has actually said in public more than once that he is the champion of this poetry conference.

"So do you have anything to say about defeating him this time? After all, he was on the scene today, and he did show some impatience! ”

Song Ci glanced at the reporter lightly, and then said:

"You journalist...... You're picking on something, we're in the competition, and who doesn't want to go further? So just come up with your best work.

"As for the outcome or defeat, it's up to the audience to decide. Today I was lucky enough to get everyone's like. I would also like to thank everyone who voted for me, thank you. ”

Then Song Ci answered a few questions from a reporter friend.

Just as he was about to leave, not far away, an old man wearing a gray and white robe with a high bun and a long beard stood not far away, and suddenly roared and said with a full anger on his face:

"You stinky media will only praise the stinky feet of this kind of entertainment industry! This kind of national voting contest should not be allowed to participate in this kind of drama! Didn't he let his brain-dead fans vote for each of us? Do you really think today's result is fair? It's just letting these star-chasers ride on the brains of our poetry circles and! Sorrowful! It's just sad! ”

The man spewed a long list of words, and he was so angry that he didn't want to.

The meaning of the words is that the reason why Song Ci was able to win the game was because of his huge fan base in the entertainment industry.

After all, this is a contest where all viewers across the country can vote with their mobile phone numbers.

Song Ci didn't have any expression on his face when he heard this, Gujing Wubo's eyes glanced at the man, and then asked the reporter next to him: "Who is he?" Why is he so angry? ”

At the beginning, several reporters were stunned by the man's angry roar.

But their keen instincts as journalists immediately made them excited, and they filmed the man one by one.

Then when they heard Song Ci's question at this moment, they hurriedly replied:

"This is called Shi Chenglei, a poet in Qingzhou, and he also advanced to the competition today."

Song Ci's brows furrowed slightly.

In fact, he knows very little about the people in the so-called poetry circle in Huaguo.

So he doesn't know who this Shi Chenglei is.

Seeing Song Ci's puzzled face, the hearts of several reporters were even more excited.

As for the scene that Song Ci just now seemed to be quite disdainful of Cheng Lei, they could write a 3,000-word essay when they went back, describing Song Ci's psychological activities.

So a few reporters hurriedly added fuel and vinegar and said:

"Teacher Song Ci, this Master Shi's strength is not ordinary! Five of his works have been included in the textbooks of primary and secondary schools.

And he himself is also the absolute representative of the Qingzhou Wanyue faction! It is on top of our contemporary poetry history, and everyone who can't cross it!

"This teacher has a lot of complaints about you now, I think you should go over and explain to him, after all, everyone is mixed in the rivers and lakes, and it is easy to solve the problem and not easy to settle!"

Song Ci silently listened to the words of this group of reporters, and probably knew in his heart that these people just wanted to have more sparks with Shi Chenglei in the past.

But he really didn't like what the old boy said, so he walked over to the other party.

Shi Chenglei stood in place, holding his hands in front of him, tilting his head slightly, and staring at Song Ci with his eyes.

"This old gentleman, I disagree with what you just said. If you think there's something wrong with the format, why did you want to participate in the first place? Song Ci said lightly.

Shi Chenglei snorted coldly:

"On this stage, everyone speaks with their own work, but you ask yourself, is the person who voted for you because of your work or because of your popularity?

"I believe that there are many more people who like your songs than your poems, right?

"I don't deny your achievements in our so-called entertainment industry, but you must know that our stage is compared to poetry, not others!

"If you really want to, I'd suggest you quit the game, and don't end up making it a joke, you know?"

Hearing this old boy say this, Song Ci shook his head, he didn't want to talk to him anymore, there was nothing to say.

But Shi Chenglei took another step forward and said seriously to the media who had surrounded the two of them three layers inside and three layers outside at this moment:

"If you don't quit, Song Ci...... Do you dare to join me in the next round, and the two of us will PK directly? ”

Shi Chenglei's words fell, and the media at the scene suddenly opened their mouths into an O-shape.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and there is a raging fire of gossip burning in your eyes.

Song Ci's body that had already turned around and left suddenly stopped at this moment.

He turned around slightly, glanced at the old boy, and then said very seriously:

"I agree to your invitation, but I don't know if the organizing committee of the event will agree to the request of the two of us.

"But I can also put my words here, and if the organizing committee agrees, then I have no problem. And, I'll write a poem about your best graceful style! ”

……

This episode between Song Ci and Shi Chenglei after the game was posted on the Internet by many media half an hour later, which caused a thousand waves for a while.

Netizens across the country followed the gossip.

"I'll go! Fight up, fight up, and there will be a good show to watch in the next round! ”

"Song Ci, this kid, is a little too arrogant to speak, right? The first person in the contemporary Wanyue School of Huaguo is Teacher Shi, Song Ci actually wants to defeat the other party in the style that others are best at? I think this is a bit too much, and judging from Song Ci's previous works, he didn't write a graceful style, right? ”

"I think Shi Chenglei is right! Song Ci did eat the convenience of his large fan base! ”

"I'll go! What do you think of us fandoms? Do you really think that our group of fans can support half the sky of the poetry conference? It's really funny! ”

The heat of this matter suddenly soared.

Yuan Hei's home.

Yuan Qing, who had been defeated by Song Ci, sat on the sofa in a daze, and still hadn't come back to his senses.

Yuan Sizhi looked at his son, who was blinded, and at this moment he also saw this interview between Shi Chenglei and Song Ci.

A look of anger appeared on his face, and he said viciously:

"Song Ci, this kid is really arrogant! How dare he speak like this to a senior in the literary world who is several rounds older than him? In the next round, I am optimistic that Lao Shi will teach Song Ci a hard lesson! Let this kid be eliminated directly, and help you breathe a sigh of relief! ”

Yuan Qing also heard the news that his father told him.

At this time, his eyes slowly came back to his senses, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Song Ci is too pretending, does he think that if I win, I can do whatever I want?" On top of the graceful style, no one can beat Uncle Lei! ”

And on the morning of the second day, the official organizing committee of the poetry conference released a message.

The organizing committee of the event agreed to the invitation of Song Ci and Shi Chenglei to make an appointment in the next round of PK.

And directly designated the style of the two people to participate in the style is graceful style.

This news can be said to have stunned the jaws of many people.

The people who ate melons last night woke up early in the morning and saw the news, they all wiped their eyes, and they all suspected that they had hallucinations in front of their eyes.

"It's a mess...... This is really the first time that we have won so many poetry competitions, right? ”

"There's something, there's really something! But it's not fair! This is simply nakedly bullying other people's Song Ci, Shi Chenglei has long developed his own style in the graceful faction, and he has a demeanor of everyone! Is he embarrassed to compete with Song Ci? ”

"If I were Shi Chenglei, I wouldn't use the graceful style I'm good at, I would challenge the style of Song Ci!"

"But what is the style of Song Ci?"

Just when netizens were complaining about Song Ci and Shi Chenglei's use of graceful style.

Shi Chenglei once again communicated with the official organizing committee of the event.

In the end, it was decided that the Song Ci competition used a graceful style, while Shi Chenglei used a heroic style!

(End of chapter)