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Chapter 75 One Song After Another (Please recommend!!)
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Qin Huai personally invited Lin Ruofeng to participate in the Bamboo Cottage Literature Club.

The news immediately spread like a big wave, and all major media reported one after another, all predicting whether Lin Ruofeng is the No.3 disciple that Qin Huai is looking for.

This news instantly became the biggest news before the opening of the Bamboo Cottage Wenhui, and some media newspapers who are familiar with Lin Ruofeng's character and temper have already sent people to sneak into the Wenhui.Among them, Xinhua Daily was the most important. As Lin Ruofeng's old partner, how could he not join in the excitement?
Somewhere in Wangjiang Tower.

"Did you see the news? Qin Huai actually invited a young man in his early twenties to participate in the literary conference. Could it be that he really wants to choose him as the third disciple?" said a bearded man.

There were two men standing next to him, a man aged 26 and [-] said with a smile: "Mr. Lei, the purpose of our visit this time is to suppress Jiangnan, and put other things aside."

"But if the news is true, with Qin Huai's vicious eyes, we will have another competitor." Mr. Lei worried.

"Lei Hao, why are you so timid? Qin Huai is a master of calligraphy and painting, even if he is his disciple, he can be half as good as him?" Another person spoke with a faint Korean accent. "Furthermore, so what if that Lin Ruofeng participates in the literary fair? Don't talk about him, I'm not afraid even if it's the opponent Wang Baijing. You Hua people are like this. You gave up before you even started. No wonder you were saved by the other party last year. !"

Hearing this, Lei Hao couldn't help frowning, this Korean is too arrogant, but Lei Hao is not easy to say, he also admires this Korean, for he has studied the Chinese couplets so thoroughly.

Thinking of this, Lei Hao felt ashamed again, that Huaguo couplets were learned by a Korean, and he learned them better than himself.

"Okay, Jin Zhennan, as long as you are in charge of the couplets, you won't make any mistakes!" Another man said.

Jin Zhennan looked at him, he had no choice but to be convinced by this person, he turned and left after a cold snort.

"Mr. Lei, the essay meeting is about to start, let's go!"

"Yes, Mr. Nangong!"

On the Wangjiang Tower, lights and festoons had already been decorated, as if it was a New Year's Eve bustle, the huge auditorium was almost full of people.

Lin Ruofeng was brought to the front row by Gong Yueru, which made Shi Tian, ​​Jiang Yue and the others jealous, but helpless.

The stage in front had already been set up, with pens, inks, papers and inkstones all available. There were three to 400 people participating in the literary meeting, which was very lively.Especially as soon as Qin Huai appeared, all the literati and poets came to say hello one after another, and some elderly people still set their eyes on Lin Ruofeng from time to time, sizing him up carefully.

Faced with this situation, Lin Ruofeng frowned, it seemed that Qin Huai had some other intentions in inviting him to write a paper.

"Everyone in the audience, good evening!"

"I'm the host, Jin Ke!"

"I'm the host Yang Xuelian!"

"It's the annual Bamboo Cottage Wenhui again. I think everyone can't wait to see what this year's Wenhui will look like!"

"Well, I still remember the wonderful couplet showdown last year, which made people overwhelmed."

A male and a female host are all star hosts of Jiangnan Satellite TV. It has been four years since they took over the hosting task of the Zhulu Wenhui. Judgment by the Society.

"First of all, welcome Master Qinhuai with warm applause!"

"Jiang Zhengcang, a famous literary master in China!"

"Yang Jiancheng, a famous professor of classical poetry!"

"And Zhou Hua, the president of the Jiangnan Writers Association!"

Every time someone was introduced, there was thunderous applause.And the audience in front of the TV can't wait, everyone in it is a well-known artist, so they are naturally excited when they think of the next link.

After the introduction, the host Jin Kelang said: "As we all know, the Bamboo Cottage Culture Club is divided into three parts: poems, articles, and couplets. Next, Master Qinhuai will come on stage and say a few words for everyone!"

With the sound of applause, Qin Huai stepped onto the stage and said: "I think everyone can't wait any longer, and they don't bother to see me, an old man, talking here. Everyone here is capable and talented. I hope that they can show their talents in the literary conference, just like the great leader. As the saying goes, 'Art requires a hundred flowers to bloom and a hundred schools of thought to contend'!"

After Qin Huai finished his speech, he finally got to the point. The hostess Yang Xuelian smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Qin Huai for your speech. The following is the first part of the Zhulu Wenhui: poetry. First, let me introduce the rules to you. Whether it is At the literary meeting, there are still poems sent by audience friends outside the venue. As long as they like it, everyone can vote for them. Each person can only vote for one round! After the end of the round, we will continue until Choose the best poem and come out!"

Jin Ke said with a smile: "That's right, and the difficulty of this essay meeting has increased, and the site will adopt the method of directly drawing questions to create, so friends, you have to be mentally prepared!"

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the arena.

"The Jiangnan Writers Association is so shameless. No wonder. I said that after the last experience, the Jiangnan Writers Association dared to choose the Bamboo Cottage Wenhui in Wangjiang Tower this time! So that's the idea!" .

"Hehe, the topics are all agreed upon by Jiangnan. I'm afraid the people in their Writers Association already knew about it, and they have prepared poems!" Jin Zhennan said with a sneer, looking at the man next to him. "Nangong, you're going to die this time!"

"Hmph, does Mr. Nangong need to prepare in advance?" Hao Lei said disdainfully.

The literati and writers in other provinces and cities have long been unable to sit still. In previous years, they were prepared, but this year they actually drew questions on the spot.Many people have realized that the Jiangnan Writers Association is just in case!
However, there are still many people who are confident in their own strength.

And the Writers' Association is worthy of being the organizer. Jiang Yue and a dozen people came. After looking at each other, Jiang Yue was the first to rush forward. She knew the topic anyway, so she just wrote so much and memorized it!
"Since no one is up, I'll make a fool of myself!" Jiang Yue took a question from the host.

"The topic drawn by Mr. Jiang Yue is 'Love', and I will leave the time to Mr. Jiang Yue!" the hostess Yang Xuelian laughed.

This kind of on-the-spot questioning usually takes a long time to think about, so Yang Xuelian stepped aside, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yue got the microphone, and after she stabilized her mind, she almost blurted out: "The title of the poem-"Words of Farewell".

"The moon is clear and the breeze is upstairs, and the green water is always wandering."

"If the seeds of love are deeply rooted, how can you feel sad about parting?"

"Nice poem!"

Ran Xu was the first to applaud.

"I didn't expect Teacher Jiang Yue to write poems very well!" Hao Lei said.

"Although I wrote a novel, this poem is not bad! By comparing the depth of love with parting, it highlights the firmness of love!" said Yang Jiancheng, a famous professor of classical poetry.

There was sparse applause below.

Seeing this, Jiang Yue was very proud. After writing so much, luckily she won the best song she wrote.

However, Lei Hao and Jin Zhennan already showed disdain in their eyes.

"Nangong, such rubbish poems are good? If you go up there, I don't know if you will scare them to death!"

"If Mr. Nangong goes up to finish writing the poem, I'm afraid those guys from the Jiangnan Writers Association won't dare to go on stage at all."

At this time, the host also praised it.

However, people from other provinces and cities naturally couldn't bear to read this poem, so people came to the stage one after another to draw questions.

Almost all of them are professional poetry writers, and they don't know how many poems they have written. With this probability, even if they draw questions on the spot, they can still write good poems.

The same is true.

The poems written by literati from other provinces and cities are almost all better than Jiang Yue's "Words of Farewell".

Naturally, the Jiangnan Writers Association was unwilling to lag behind, and sent Ran Xu, Hao Lei, and Meng You successively, and in the end only Hao Lei's poems were able to come forward.

Seeing this, Zhou Hua motioned to Ishida next to him, who nodded slightly, saying that it was time to make big moves to suppress these literati and poets from other provinces and cities.

ps: Thanks to Bai Bai and Ga Die for their rewards, thank you! !
(End of this chapter)