Began to become popular after divorcing Tianhou wife

Chapter 309 Old Shen, do we need to intervene?
noon.

twelve o'clock.

People arrived at Xuexin Pavilion one after another.

This time it was a big crowd.

Reporters also came one after another.

No reporter wants to miss such a big news.

For a while, Xuexin Pavilion was overcrowded.

Snowflakes flutter.

But people don't feel cold.

On the contrary, everyone's heart is extremely hot now, waiting for the start of the duel.

This time it was not just a battle between Zhang Mingyu and Zhang Mingyu, the two represented the competition between the entertainment circle and the poetry circle, and it was a battle of dignity.

In this competition, you can only win, not lose.

"Brother Yu, he is Sun Wutang."

Next to Zhang Mingyu, Xiao Liu pointed at an old man with half-white hair.

Sun Wutang was in his early sixties.

It stands to reason that such an old man should be respected by everyone, but this Sun Wutang is really too hateful, he doesn't have the tolerance that a literary master should have at all, and he is extremely narrow-minded.

Real literati are very low-key, they are all devoted to creating works, and they will never participate in the struggle in the entertainment industry, let alone make enemies with others.

Sun Wutang is completely an example.

Sun Wutang is also a person who does everything for his own benefit. Although he is highly respected in the Poetry Association, there are only dozens of members in the Poetry Association. What oil and water, so naturally began to find another way.

"You are Zhang Mingyu, right?"

When Xiao Liu pointed at Sun Wutang, Sun Wutang also saw Zhang Mingyu beside Xiao Liu.

When he came to Zhang Mingyu, Sun Wutang looked at Zhang Mingyu coldly.

"I am, Teacher Sun, hello!"

No matter how much the two of them turned against each other, Zhang Mingyu should have a lot of politeness, and he couldn't let the reporters catch him.

"Young man, you are so polite, and you don't seem like the kind of brainless person. Why do you have trouble with an old man like me?"

Sun Wutang struck first.

After Zhang Mingyu secretly cursed "Old Yinbi", he said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Sun, you are joking, how dare I have trouble with an old man like you, I just don't want to be bullied by any cat or dog!"

There was something in Zhang Mingyu's words.

This is the duel of experts, without dirty words.

When the two met, sparks were sparked, and the smell of gunpowder was full of gunpowder, which really pleased many people who eat melons.

People like to watch the excitement, as long as the matter has nothing to do with themselves, they will hang high.

……

imperial capital.

A courtyard.

"Mr. Shen, Zhang Mingyu has arrived at Xuexin Pavilion, and the live broadcast has started. Do you want to watch Mr. Shen?"

"Look! Of course you have to!"

Although Old Shen is a soldier, he also loves poetry very much, so naturally he will not miss such a wonderful duel.

"Okay, I'll call it out for you."

Chen Dalin began to help call out the live broadcast.

The lone wolf stood behind him and watched silently.

Zhang Mingyu would give Lone Wolf a great shock every time, and he believed that Zhang Mingyu would not let him down this time.

When the live broadcast was called up, it was the verbal contest between Zhang Mingyu and Sun Wutang on the screen.

"Old Shen, do you need us to intervene?"

Chen Dalin was also worried that if Zhang Mingyu lost, there would be a step down.

"Let's make some preparations. If Zhang Mingyu really loses, quickly reduce the popularity of the news. In addition, inform Jiang Xiaotian that he is better at this kind of thing. I am a rough old man, and I really can't play with those tricks."

"Understood, I'll go right now."

Chen Dalin bowed and left.

"Lone Wolf, do you think Zhang Mingyu can win?"

Old Shen turned his head and glanced at Lone Wolf.

"Although I am a little worried, I believe he will win!"

"Oh?"

Old Shen didn't expect Lone Wolf to have such confidence in Zhang Mingyu, even though he himself didn't put too much hope in it. After all, poetry requires years of precipitation and accumulation, and Zhang Mingyu is too young!

If Zhang Mingyu and Sun Wutang were about the same age, Mr. Shen would be 100% sure that Zhang Mingyu would win, but unfortunately not.

"Old Shen, let's just watch!"

……

Xuexin Pavilion.

Anchor, reporters, celebrities, surrounding residents, all members of the Poetry Association... At present, there are no less than 3000 people gathered in Xuexin Pavilion.

The Modu Poetry Conference is held every year, but it has never been so hot. The number of people in the past has never exceeded 100, let alone thousands or even 3000 people!
Zhang Mingyu, a first-line star, the darling of the topic, the darling of Weibo, the darling of the entertainment industry, and now the well-deserved king of popularity in the entertainment industry.

Sun Wutang, vice president of the Shanghai Poetry Association, member of the Huaxia Poetry Association, has written poems such as "The Rain Is So Heavy", "The Wind Is Too Strong", "The Snow Has Been Falling", and "Snail". He is also very famous in the poetry circle, and in the circle of literati Here, people also respectfully call "Old Sun" when they see it.

The reporters pointed their guns and cannons at Zhang Mingyu and Sun Wutang one by one. If it wasn't for their strength, they all wanted to shoot the camera on their faces and take a good close-up.

"Come on, everyone, be quiet."

Regarding poetry, at present, Sun Wutang is the last person with the right to speak here.

People fell silent.

They looked at Sun Wutang one by one.

"Everyone must have already understood the grievances between me and Zhang Mingyu, so I won't repeat them too much. Now I will announce the rules of this competition."

"This Poetry Conference was originally a time to join in the grand event, and it was a time to discuss and learn from each other. The purpose was not to fight with others. I am really uncomfortable when it has turned into this way today, but the matter is over, let me say more Useless."

"This time, there will be a total of three rounds."

"The first round: ancient poetry competition."

"The second round: modern word competition."

"The third round, the ancient Yuefu poetry competition."

"Two victories in three rounds, the judges will be judged by the audience present. After Zhang Mingyu and I finish writing poems later, our staff will randomly distribute a small ball to the audience. White represents Zhang Mingyu, black represents me, and then You vote and whoever has the most balls wins."

Sun Wutang never thought of cheating.

One yard owned by a yard.

Although Sun Wutang's words were harsh, he still had his own pride in poetry. Originally, he was already bullying the younger generation when he competed with Zhang Mingyu. If he cheated again, he would have no face to face Jiang Dong's elders.

After hearing the rules described by Sun Wutang, the people around them also nodded secretly without any objection.

If Sun Wutang said that people from the Poetry Association should vote, everyone would definitely have opinions, but now the right to vote is in the hands of the audience, which is very fair, and no one can say anything.

……

Wan Shucheng was also watching the live broadcast, and when he heard Sun Wutang's words, he nodded secretly, not embarrassing the Poetry Association.

Anyway, Sun Wutang is also a member of the Poetry Association, and represents the face of the Poetry Association. If he really cheats, where should he put the face of the dignified vice president of the Huaxia Poetry Association!
The appointment of Sun Wutang was made by Wan Shucheng.

(End of this chapter)