"Don't worry, it's completely hand-to-hand now."

Lin Ze lowered his voice.

The preliminary trial is now over.

Lin Ze casually carried his hands on his back, and he was carrying a thermos cup in his hand, greeting everyone left and right like an ordinary old man.

When passing by this Tang ginseng, Lin Ze was stunned for a moment and looked at him with strange eyes.

Then he sighed and left.

“？”

Tang Shen was originally full of excitement and was ready to talk.

But the words that Lin Ze saw at this glance were all held in his heart.

Which master is that, and why does it seem to be dissatisfied with me?

Tang Shen looked at Xiao Jun for help, but Xiao Jun just shrugged helplessly and didn't say a word.

Tang Shen wanted to go to Xiaojun to get in touch with him, but Xiaojun was surrounded by several people, and several people left with him.

With such a large jury, each of them treated him as nothing, leaving him alone here.

Well......

Beasts of prey always walk alone, and cattle and horses need to be in herds.

……

"Well, it's not good to run the game yourself."

Wei Qianqian has nothing to do for so many days, and she looks forward to when she will be notified every day.

"It's too inefficient, it's time to start the competition, and the invitation to the finals hasn't been sent to me yet."

"Yes, Xiaojun, this kid is good, but this kid has no experience in doing things, so in such a short time, you have to give us a little time to prepare in advance."

Tang Shen sighed and said.

"The competition is about to start the day after tomorrow, and I want to practice my recitation."

Tang Shen picked up his mobile phone and called Xiaojun, "Hey? Xiaojun, when are we going to the venue? ”

Xiao Jun on the other side of the phone was talking to the others, and only after explaining a few sentences did he say to the phone.

"Ah, you're ......"

"I'm Tang ginseng!"

"Oh, it's good that you can come directly to the venue then, it's been a bit busy these two days."

After that, the phone hung up.

Tang Shen nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's go, let's dress up when the time comes, and we will go on stage gorgeously when the time comes!"

……

After a long selection, ten modern poems were finally selected, along with their authors.

And, now they have been invited to participate in the recording of the finals.

The venue for the final was set in the TV studio.

The final will invite a number of professionals and non-professionals to form a panel of six judges, and the two are mixed.

Soon it was time for the finals.

Wei Qianqian was wearing a dark dress.

Tang Shen was wearing a suit, and the two of them held hands and turned around the door very sadly.

Even a small plastic sign was used on his chest to print a few words.

"President of the Poetry Association, Tang Shen."

The front of Wei Qianqian's dress is also the same "Vice President of the Poetry Association, Wei Qianqian." ”

The two of them arrived at the door, but they didn't have a work permit or a ticket, so they could only pretend to stand at the door elegantly.

"Call Xiaojun!"

Wei Qianqian's face has begun to be oily, and her makeup is also a little flowery.

Two calls came to this one, but the other party did not connect.

The doorman saw that the two of them were ready to rush people, and the phone was connected, and a staff member brought the two of them in.

"Oh, you guys are so irresponsible, the two of us attended this kind of show, and the show was about to start before they brought us in, I will definitely complain about your leaders!"

Wei Qianqian walked forward quickly, chattering constantly.

It's not that she hasn't been to this TV station before, and she knows the general route herself.

Now it's running in front of the staff.

The staff wanted to say and stopped, "That, Ms. Wei......"

"What lady Wei!"

"No, I want to remind you ......"

"What a reminder! My wife has been coming and going on TV for so many years, and she still needs you to remind her? ”

Wei Qianqian ran to the backstage door, and was about to reach out to push the door, but was stopped by the staff at the door.

"Wait, idle people can't go backstage!"

"What idlers, etc.? We're invited, and we're contestants, you ......"

"That, Ms. Wei......" The staff member pulled her.

"The position of the two is not here......"

……

At the beginning of the opening ceremony, a group of children, who were about the first and second grades of elementary school, appeared on the stage and recited a modern poem.

The children's voices were loud, and after waiting for them to finish reciting, the six judges hurriedly entered.

Of the three professionals, Mr. Dong is one of them.

There is another male professor who also appears on TV from time to time.

A third man followed, wearing a plaid shirt, trousers, a pair of gray socks and a pair of cowhide sandals.

It's like a random uncle from the crowd playing chess in the park.

But his eyes were very clear.

Sitting here, he gently brushed his gray hair and straightened his shirt.

Then he smiled at the camera not far ahead.

On the other hand, it's not the current insider.

The one who came in on the other side didn't expect Lin Ze.

It turned out to be Shi Lao who came here!

"As you know, poetry can be regarded as the essence of literature, and a good song cannot be separated from a good lyricist."

"So we invited, the god of lyrics and music from the last session!"

Hearing the words "last session" made Shi Lao's old face tremble.

Sitting on the judges' bench, Shi Lao snorted dissatisfiedly.

In addition to him, the next person to come on the stage was another acquaintance, Lu Zhoushan walked over from the side wearing a Tang suit.

Lu Zhoushan also likes to chant poetry or something on weekdays, although he knows a few sentences, he is far from being proficient.

Mainly because he often acts in some costume dramas and becomes a prime minister from time to time.

It gives people a rather cultured appearance.

The last one is a writer in the South who has now entered the film industry, pitched two films and written two songs.

"So now, the finals of the Modern Poetry Contest have officially begun!"

The host announced loudly, and the applause from all sides pushed the show to a climax.

"Please...... Ten contestants entered! ”

The host gave an order, and the ten figures also walked out of the backstage one by one, and finally sat down in front of the stage.

These ten voices come from everywhere.

Each of them came here with masks, and what could be seen with the naked eye was ......

One of the 10 contestants is a child.

It's about the age of elementary school.

Other people's clothes are also normal, but judging from the neatness of the body and the brand of the clothes, everyone should be from all walks of life.

"I am very happy to stand on the same stage with you today, promote Chinese culture, poetically embellish life, welcome to the finals of the Modern Poetry Conference!"

The stage lights exploded.