This song "Slow Voice" is Li Qingzhao's absolute representative work.

When this poignant and lonely work was recited through the mouth of Song Ci and fell into everyone's eyes and hearts.

Immediately, it set off a storm in everyone's hearts.

Gu Xingchen's eyes were scorching, and he looked at the stage stupidly.

Every word of this poem has touched him:

This poem has a poignant mood and an extraordinary artistic charm. The novelty and beauty of the language have been incredible, and the sadness and sorrow of emotions have also reached the extreme, but in terms of expression skills, the lyricist is even more ingenious and has reached the realm of perfection. The upper and lower rung are integrated, and in the common language, write about the things in your heart! God! ”

Fan Changshou couldn't help but stand up and applaud excitedly.

Song Ci wrote another poem.

Wrote another good song!

I wrote another poem that will last through the ages!

There was a strong brilliance in his cloudy old eyes, and he couldn't help but shout excitedly:

"Okay, good, this is called graceful! I seemed to see a woman whose country was ruined and her family was ruined, leaning against the window, her husband was a recruiter, dead, her heart was extremely melancholy, mournful and hesitant! ”

Qin Shiwen's breathing became short.

Song Ci's poem was so good that it simply fell on the tip of his heart.

His whole blood couldn't help but boil.

But in this boiling, I was chilled by the sad and lonely artistic conception of this poem.

The audience behind him had already exploded.

"I'm ready! I also thought that Song Ci would come up with a classic work, but I didn't expect this song "Slow Voice" to be so powerful! ”

"The reason why I often have tears in my eyes is because I love poetry so much! Good works can always move people's hearts, and I hope that Song Ci will be able to produce more excellent works in the future! ”

"If Mr. Shi Chenglei's work just now is a spark, then Song Ci's song "Slow Voice" is undoubtedly a silver moon!"

"Song Ci's talent is completely poured out in this lyric! Thousands of miles, unstoppable! The surging monstrous genius qi flowed through every word, shining so brightly that I could barely open my eyes! ”

At this moment, the number of people in the live broadcast room is about to exceed 100 million.

Therefore, the first word of Song Ci was shown to the 100 million viewers across the country for the first time.

It does not include viewers who sit in front of the TV and watch it on the TV.

It is conservatively estimated that the audience watching the current 16-in-8 competition of the poetry conference will exceed 200 million people worldwide.

Shi Chenglei, who was standing on the side of the stage, was completely filled with "Slow Voice" in his mind at this moment.

He couldn't think of anything else.

There was no other voice in his head.

His lips trembled slightly.

There was a look of horror on his cloudy old face that was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.

"Impossible, this impossible! How could you Song Ci write such a work? ”

And at this moment on the Internet, countless netizens have formed a carnival.

Everyone has already judged in such a very short period of time that Song Ci has directly surpassed Shi Chenglei's status in the contemporary Wanyue school in China in the past few decades.

Song Ci used a song "Slow Voice" to directly replace Shi Chenglei's position as the first person in the Wanyue faction.

As a result of Song Ci and Shi Chenglei's PK, there is no doubt that Song Ci won.

With a top-notch lyric of the quality of "Shengsheng Slow", no one can refuse its temptation, and no one can refuse to vote for Song Ci.

Shi Chenglei looked at Song Ci, who had nearly 50 million more votes than himself, his eyes were distracted, and he muttered to himself, but no one could hear what he was saying clearly.

But the host hasn't let him go.

Originally, Song Ci and he were standing in the center of the stage, waiting for the votes.

The male host held the microphone and said with a smile:

"In fact, everyone knows some of the discussions on the Internet before, today Mr. Song Ci won the game again, so Mr. Shi thinks Mr. Song Ci won you by his strength, or because of his large fan base?"

If these words were in an ordinary CCTV program, it would be absolutely impossible for the host to ask such a question that seemed to have some emotions with his own.

But this is on top of the competition of the poetry conference.

In fact, this question was authorized by the organizing committee of the poetry conference to be asked.

Because Shi Chenglei's words before have offended the poetry conference.

Shi Chenglei openly said before that Song Ci won the game by relying on his fans.

Isn't this just saying that there is a problem with the format of the poetry conference?

This is the poetry conference itself!

So under the instruction of the organizing committee, under the fact that Song Ci also won the PK with Shi Chenglei, the host asked this question again.

At the same time, the director of the game has switched the scene to the broadcast of the advertisement at the right time.

So the host's question was only heard by the audience.

But Shi Chenglei's eyes were dark and he couldn't hear anything.

He almost fell to the ground when he went limp.

It was Song Ci and the host who quickly helped him up.

However, this scene also fell in the eyes of many audiences in the audience.

Everyone's eyes showed expressions of watching the show.

Some people even took out their mobile phones and filmed the scene at present.

……

More than half an hour later, some marketing accounts on the Internet began to hype up what happened on the stage.

[Shocked! Song Ci defeated Shi Chenglei with a song "Slow Voice", and let the other party faint directly on the stage! 】

The marketing account took a shocked expression.

And it is also accompanied by a picture that looks blurry and vague taken from a long distance, but can generally see clearly Song Ci's past pictures of Fu Shi Chenglei.

This incident immediately made the melon-eating crowd uncontrollable.

"It has to be a teacher of Song Ci, is this a battle between literati? It's so awesome, I crushed you with a piece that definitely surpasses you! ”

"If I were Shi Chenglei, my mentality would collapse! I must have no face to see people now, after all, it was because of his provocation that Song Ci wrote a song "Slow Voice"! ”

"Shi Chenglei is a representative of my country's contemporary graceful school! He should be happy, Song Ci can write a masterpiece and pull the peak of the Wanyue faction up again, he must be too late to be happy! Hahahaha! ”

The news that Song Ci won the PK with Shi Chenglei has been hanging high on the front pages of major portals.

Although at this moment, the competition of the poetry conference is still going on.

But because the opening is directly the climax.

This has already excited audiences across the country.

In various chat groups, spaces, and circles of friends, everyone is talking.

This incident made Shi Chenglei seem to have become a clown all over the country for a while.

"Seriously, although I have listened to Song Ci's songs before, in the poetry conference, I really didn't vote for Song Ci because I liked Song Ci's songs! I'm just because the poems of Song Ci are well written! ”

"That's not it, the word 'miserable and miserable, cold and lonely', really, I've only seen it here in Song Ci, this kind of talent can't be stopped!"

"It's not me saying that the old pedantic men in these so-called cultural circles in our country are too much and too xenophobic, why don't they wait to see Song Ci who was born as a singer!"

Yuan Qing specially didn't watch the live broadcast of the poetry conference today.

He was just sitting at home, but he also learned the news that Song Ci had won the PK through his mobile phone.

He couldn't help but pound the couch hard.

It's past 11 p.m.

His father Yuan Sizhi also came back, and the father and son glanced at each other, and they both saw countless emotions in each other's dim eyes.

After a long while, Yuan Sizhi couldn't help but sigh and said:

"My son, there's no way, your talent is visible, but who has a Song Ci, under his light, not to mention you, even your Lao Tzu and I look bleak!"

Yuan Qing's lips trembled slightly.

He stared at his father blankly, hesitated for a moment before he could not help but howl angrily.

I only felt that the top of my head seemed to be covered with a mountain that was too thick to break through, which made him suppress and suppress and suppress.

The top eight of the poetry conference were all decided, and the final competition was set for 5 days later.

After Song Ci finished the game, he took a taxi. did not return to his hotel, but came to Song Hongdou's community.

Although it is the second time to come, Song Ci already seems to be familiar with it.

Song Ci put his hand on the fingerprint lock of Song Hongdou's house, and the door opened.

He walked in, and the room was lit up white.

Song Hongdou was wrapped in a red lace nightgown.

was originally sitting on the sofa, but when she saw Song Ci coming in, she stood up with a smile on her face, revealing a pair of small feet as white as a full moon.

As soon as Song Ci came in, he glanced at Song Hongdou first, and then his eyes couldn't help but fall on Song Hongdou's feet.

Song Hongdou had already pounced at this time, and a gust of fragrant wind poured into Song Ci's nasal cavity.

The two hugged each other and kissed fiercely for a minute.

"Husband, you are so handsome today, how did you come up with this kind of word! Have you ever composed a tune for this song? It would be better if it could be sung, it would definitely be a hit. ”

Song Ci sat on the sofa, Song Hongdou sat on Song Ci's body, and she said with a smile with crooked eyebrows.

Song Ci's hand played with Song Hongdou's two white and tender feet, and said with a smile:

"There is no score for the melody, but if I have the opportunity in the future, I can write a song for this song alone."

Feeling the trick of Song Ci's hand on his feet, Song Hongdou couldn't help but sigh: "Do you like feet very much?" ”

Song Ci gently leaned over his mouth and whispered two words in Song Hongdou's ear.

Immediately made Song Hongdou couldn't help blushing, she gently took a sip of Song Ci, then pushed him and said, "Virtue!" Hurry up and take a shower, I'll order some supper, and I'll have a supper later. ”

Song Ci whined and ran into the toilet to take a bath.

Song Hongdou stood up and put the prepared supper on the table, humming the melody of "Acacia" in his mouth.

When Song Ci came out wrapped in a bath towel, Song Hongdou Qiubo, who was sitting on the sofa, started slowly, and looked at Song Ci's 8-pack abs:

"Don't say, I haven't seen you in a while, your muscles have developed a lot again, I have to give it a try tonight."

Immediately, her silver bell-like laughter rang out in the room.

The next day, it was dark.

Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine.

Song Hongdou's bedroom looked a little embarrassed at the moment.

She reached out a small white hand and rummaged casually on the bed.

It took a while to touch my phone.

Then she changed her posture and put her head on Song Ci's left shoulder, and then opened the phone and swiped it.

One night has passed, and now the Internet is still full of news of the poetry conference.

But at the same time, as more and more people have finished watching Tianlong Babu, there are more and more people discussing Tianlong Babu on the Internet at this moment.

At this moment, in addition to the hot searches related to the poetry conference, the most eye-catching thing is the hot search of [Song Ci, I want to send you a blade].

This hot search is full of readers' anger.

"One thing to say, I thought it was enough to stuff the empty promises of cattle and sheep! I didn't expect Ah Zi's eyes to be blind in the back, I didn't even expect that the girls around Duan Yu were all his sisters, it's really hateful! ”

"Hahaha! Upstairs I didn't see the reversal in the back.,It looks like it's a sister.,It's not actually a sister.,Hey, hey, hey! ”

"Qiao Feng died in the end...... Although I feel bad, I have to say that this is indeed a choice that this character has to make when he gets here! I am personally very satisfied with this last episode! ”

The version of Tianlong Babu written by Song Ci is not Jin Yong's first serialized version, but a modified version of Jin Yong in the later period.

One of the biggest differences between the modified version and the serialized version is that at the end of the story, Wang Yuyan did not live with Duan Yu like the serialized version, but went to accompany his cousin, who had gone crazy.

Readers who read this plot also said that they were very receptive to this plot.

"Yes, Duan Yu only understood after going through everything that in fact, what he liked was not Wang Yuyan, but the statue of the fairy sister in the cave."

"The fairy sister who has been chasing for so many years is indeed just the lover in the dream, he is not any woman who can be touched in reality, she is just the most beautiful and perfect in Duan Yu's heart, although it is untouchable, it is a distant dream."

"I've read Tianlong Babu twice, this book is my favorite martial arts book for me personally, and I'm looking forward to which director a book can be selected and made into a TV series!"

Song Hongdou used his trumpet to give a thumbs up to some comments that praised Song Ci.

At this time, Song Ci woke up, Song Hongdou kissed Song Ci's side cheek, and then held the mobile phone and said, "See, many people on the Internet are praising you." ”

Song Ci's left hand was placed in the quilt and held a consummation, and he smiled softly and said, "You tell me honestly, have you finished reading Tianlong Babu!?" ”

Song Hongdou smiled hesitantly and said, "It's almost there, I've seen the 20th time." ”

(End of chapter)