Chi Qing found the back of the contestant, and adjusted his mentality in a few simple breaths.

"Poetry Solitaire! If you have more than 50 sentences, you can pass! ”

[Every time I see this link, I can deeply feel that I am a waste. 】

[I can't even memorize fifty lines of poetry, so they have to pick up fifty lines. 】

[Why didn't you take me with you when humans evolved......]

"Please ask the group of 100 to come up with the question!"

The lights of the first person in the group of 100 came on.

"The sheepskin flow on the Lanting River, flow."

Chi Qing paused for a few seconds, and Xinzhong calculated what kind of poem he could use to deal with the end of the poem he said next.

"Flowing water into the cliff, the cliff."

"A Thousand Cliffs and ......"

Chi Qing was thinking about what kind of poem he would produce to deal with himself, and the other party had several ways to answer the last sentence of the poem.

Although his own speed was not as fast as Wu Linlin's, he was also calculating, guiding the other party to say the verses he wanted to hear.

More than thirty sentences have passed in the blink of an eye, and Chi Qing breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he maintains this state and passes this level, he can pass it.

"As long as I direct them to familiar verses, they will think of them and say them first."

"In the morning, enter Zhoushan, mountain."

Ji Qing continued to control the situation.

But when it came to this, the situation that Chi Qing expected did not appear.

The man in the group of 100 paused.

Chi Qing's eyes swept over and looked at him.

It's broken, something is wrong!

Chi Qing was very keen to notice that there was a smile on the corner of that person's mouth, and between the eye contact of the two people, Chi Qing understood, he ......

See!

"The mountain pavilion is full of phoenixes."

Lofty......

This word poked at Chi Qing's knowledge blind spot.

Rong, there's a Rongrong or something.

Chi Qing gritted her teeth, and she couldn't remember the back of that poem.

The final countdown kept beating until the last five seconds.

"Rongrong is not ......"

There was obviously a look of anxiety on Chi Qing's baby face.

"Three! Two! One! ”

It's time!

Ji Qing didn't remember until the last second had passed.

"Rongrong can't be together!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chi Qing." The host sighed, "The challenge failed!" ”

Although he had failed, the audience still gave him applause.

Ji Qing returned to the player seat in frustration, only to make a red cross in front of his position on the player seat.

"It's okay, it's fine." Lin Ze patted him on the shoulder, "Just do your best." ”

Chi Qing pursed his lips beside him, he was originally just disappointed, but he looked a little aggrieved under Lin Ze's comfort, and even his eyes were red.

Wu Linlin also comforted, "It's okay, with me, this is not a problem." ”

Chi Qing nodded and looked at Lin Ze.

"You...... Come on. ”

"Don't worry."

Lin Ze said with a smile.

Then it's your turn to turn your exit into a poem.

Lin Ze walked down from the player's seat and came to the back of the competition seat.

"Next is the export of poetry, Lin Ze! You ready? ”

"Good ......"

"Wait!"

On the judges' bench, the president suddenly spoke up.

"There's something I want to change about that."

"Change?" The host on the judges' bench and Professor Dong both looked at him.

What is he doing here at this time?

"President Tang! What the hell are you going to do, you ......"

The director's roar appeared in his headset, and Chairman Tang's face remained unchanged as he continued.

"Our gallery hasn't been updated for a long time, in fact, I've always been worried about whether the contestants have already studied our gallery and written poems before the competition."

"So I think there should be some changes from time to time, for example, now, it's better for me to paint, and the contestants on the stage write a poem based on the painting I made!"

The director punched himself in the thigh backstage, and then he was ready to get up.

"If you say you can change the rules? What is it! ”

"Director, calm down, if you run on stage now, it will really be a stage accident!"

The director struggled twice, and someone persuaded him, but he didn't really rush to the stage.

"Forget it, let me go." The director sat back down.

The assistant director carefully let go of his hand.

The director picked up the walkie-talkie and connected to the headsets of the other two people.

"Both, if he wants to paint, you can join in, if he scribbles, you can help him retouch it a little and make it look like a ......painting."

The two received the news on the stage, and Professor Dong also agreed.

"Okay, then in that case, the three of us will create a painting together, President Tang, you will be the main painter, and the two of us will cooperate to revise."

"yes, I've learned a few too." The host was grinning and said, "I can polish it for you." ”

Chairman Tang didn't want to agree at all, but since he had already changed the rules, if he didn't agree to this request, I was afraid that the director would have to intervene.

"Okay, okay, then it's going to be troublesome for the two of you."

After saying this, President Tang shouted, "Bring the pen!" ”

The staff was speechless for a while.

What kind of pen will you bring here, will you get paper and brush at this time?

Or take a water-based pen?

The staff at the bottom discussed, and in order to be in a hurry, they directly took a tablet over.

Cast the tablet's screen onto the big screen behind the stage and draw it with a drawing software.

President Tang was a little disappointed that he didn't get the brush, but he took the tablet and started drawing with one finger.

Do you still want to polish?

Come on, come on, I'll draw a banana and I'll see how you polish me?

With a stroke of his pen, a banana appeared in the middle of the canvas.

Then on the blank space next to it, he added another pineapple on it.

Then I drew a large watermelon on the other side.

The three things that were drawn almost filled the canvas were already filled, and there was very little room for the pen to write.

All right! I'll see how you polish me!

President Tang handed the tablet to Professor Dong.

Professor Dong looked at the canvas and was silent for a moment.

Even the corners of Lin Ze's mouth twitched a little.

What is it, can it be the same as an individual?

"Leave it to me, Professor Dong."

The host laughed.

Professor Dong didn't know how to draw himself, so seeing that the host was confident, he handed him the tablet.

The host stretched out his hand and clicked on it a few times, and the painting, which had already been occupied, suddenly expanded in a circle.

Well?

Chairman Tang's eyes widened, how could he feel that something was wrong.

The host skillfully used this software, and after just a few strokes, he changed the original banana and watermelon into a set of ink-style peaks.

"Huh?" The elder will pat his thigh "Wait! ”