Shenhao: Inherit A Lot Of Wealth At The Beginning

Chapter 44: Preliminary Competition

"The second round of the group stage is even more intense! The first is Fuyun University versus Kyoto University!"

"The contestants are Xu Changsong, the liberal arts champion from the Chinese Department of Fuyun University."

"Lin Yuefeng, the number one scholar in Kyoto from Kyoto University."

The two players stood on the pk stage, and the lights suddenly came on.

Two direct lights hit the two contestants, and everyone immediately waited with bated breath.

Since the Chinese Poetry Competition is a competition for literary literacy, the content is naturally poetry writing.

"Two contestants please listen to the question and write a Qijue poem with the central idea of ​​'the setting sun'."

The Chinese Poetry Competition is indeed a poetry competition, and it is almost as fast as the seven-step poem.

Su Mo watched a few rounds of previous competitions and felt that the poems they wrote were a bit unpalatable compared to the 300 Tang poems he had drawn.

What's more, the level of these people is average.

Having seen better ones, I don’t want to try ordinary ones again.

Xu Changsong from Fuyun University took the first step forward.

"There are egrets growing on the blue sea in the distance, and the thin curls of clear sand reflect the setting sun. The piles of jagged rocks are piled thousands of miles apart, and a cloud of snow appears in the clouds."

Suddenly the audience burst into applause!

Wonderful, really wonderful!

As expected of Xu Changsong, who advanced to second place in the group in the first round, he finally began to show his true strength at this time.

"He is indeed my favorite talent!"

"I knew this senior when I entered Fuyun University. He was not only handsome, but also extremely talented!"

"Xu Changsong is really stunning! He's so handsome, okay?"

"This poem is so good, it crushed Lin Yuefeng on the spot!"

"Could it be that Xu Changsong was the one who crushed the previous champion?"

"No, no, the one who crushed the previous champion was Shuimu University."

"I'll go, there's really no one else who can write such a lifeless feeling about the setting sun so vividly."

"Plus, I feel like I'm seeing the sunset over the sea. The artistic conception is so broad."

"I guess Lin Yuefeng will lose."

"Not necessarily, Lin Yuefeng hasn't composed a poem yet, okay! Don't say sarcastic words!"

"That's right, Senior Lin is the number one scholar in Kyoto!"

"..."

Discussions were heated online, but no one on the show knew it had caused such an uproar.

At this time, Lin Yuefeng also took a step forward.

"People feel sad when the sun sets on the withered vines, and the beacon fires in the world have not yet ceased. When the Qingming Festival comes next year, don't forget the sunset and never return."

As soon as Lin Yuefeng finished speaking, the audience was silent for two seconds, and then applause broke out.

This, this is simply majestic!

It’s so artistic, okay?

If Xu Changsong had the blue sea and blue sky before, then Lin Yuefeng has the demeanor of a general!

Although the styles are different, it is obvious that Lin Yuefeng's style and wording are closer to the feeling of poetry!

It seems like people are transported back thousands of years in an instant.

It's inevitable that people's hearts will be filled with excitement.

"Have a look! I say Lin Yuefeng is definitely not bad!"

"Who was bragging about Xu Changsong just now? Is this a slap in the face?"

"I knew it. When I read Lin Yuefeng's articles and poems before, I felt that he really had the air of a general."

"Oh, that's it. I really don't know who I should vote for now. Why do I think they are all so good!"

"..."

…

After the two finished composing their poems, the judges on site commented as usual.

"I have to say that the literary talents of the two are very outstanding, but Xu Changsong is slightly inferior in terms of momentum. My vote goes to Lin Yuefeng."

"Mr. Hua is right, but I think Lin Yuefeng is lacking in rhythm, so I give Xu Changsong my vote."

Wang Wei is very embarrassed now. Why is he not as fast as these two?

Although his vote does not have a decisive effect, no matter who he votes for, it will be very embarrassing.

Wang Wei hesitated for a moment and said: "My vote goes to Lin Yuefeng. The desolate feeling of the setting sun is very well written."

The implication is that the emotional expression is more in place.

"Okay, now that the three judges have made their selections, let's invite the audience inside and outside the venue to vote!"

Lei Jun in the audience looked at Su Mo eagerly.

"Dr. Su, who do you want to vote for?"

"Lin Yuefeng."

Su Mo had already pressed the voting machine in his hand.

Lei Jun looked confused, "Does Mr. Su think there is something special about Lin Yuefeng?"

"No, there are many people choosing him."

Su Mo pointed to the judges at the judges' table.

Lei Jun was even more confused. Is Su Mo joking or serious?

What he did was really puzzling.

…

"Okay, now the voting results are out, Lin Yuefeng has a higher number of votes! Let us congratulate Lin Yuefeng!"

When the host announced the voting results, Lei Jun was also stunned.

Could it be that when Su Mo said there were many people just now, he actually didn't mean the judges' seat, but the big screen where the results were announced?

But at that time, the number of votes was not displayed at all!

Isn't Su Mo still a great prophet?

When the results were announced, the entire Internet was in a frenzy. This voting was simply a confrontation between the two camps!

"I knew it must be Lin Yuefeng!"

"Sure enough, I didn't choose the wrong person!"

"These judges are very discerning!"

"Now I would rather know who Su Mo has chosen as the male god."

"Yeah, why doesn't the poetry contest show the voting results for the male idol?"

"I don't know, but I'm really satisfied with the result!"

"Don't be too arrogant. Xu Changsong has been suppressing Lin Yuefeng before."

"Come on, Xu Changsong can hide his strength, can't Lin Yuefeng?"

"Besides, after this round, it will be the finals. If we don't work hard for a while, why don't we wait to go back to eat."

"Hahaha, you are so right, Lin Yuefeng is already very strong!"

"..."

For a while, the Internet was speculating on who the winner of the poetry contest would be in the final round.

According to the current level of public support, Lin Yuefeng will most likely come out on top!

…

Su Mo looked at the game on the field and felt that he really made a wrong decision.

He was very sorry and a little sleepy.

Lei Jun was shocked when he saw Su Mo nodding frequently, looking like he was still sleeping.

"Dr. Su, didn't you get a good rest yesterday?"

"No, it's a bit boring. Maybe my cultural literacy is not up to par?"

Su Mo looked at Lei Jun with some confusion, and said with a half-smile, quite self-deprecating.

Not enough cultural literacy?

Damn, are you kidding me?

Lei Jun's head is full of black lines, he is a famous academic master in Hangzhou!

If his cultural literacy is not up to par, how can the common people here live?

"Dong Su, are you kidding? Are these poems too childish for you?"

Lei Jun thought that this might be the reason.

After all, ordinary people like them find it amazing, but in the eyes of top academics, it is just that.

"No, no, no, they're very nice."

Su Mo is always so humble in front of honor.

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