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Chapter 89 Everything

Jinfeng entered the venue after Mai Li.

Beihai is inseparable.

"What format is this competition?" Jin Feng asked looking at the mess above.

"Three competitions will be held in three days. Today is the first day, which is the competition of modern poetry, tomorrow is the second competition of ancient poetry, and the third day is the competition of ancient poetry." Bei Hai said later.

"Oh, how did the question arise?" Jin Feng continued to ask.

"The top three winners of the previous session had titles, No. 3 was a title of modern poetry, No. 2 was a title of ancient poetry, and No. 1 was a title of ancient poetry." Bei Hai replied.

"Oh, what problem does Huaxia have?" Jin Feng asked curiously.

"We Huaxia didn't enter the top three, so we couldn't come up with a question." Bei Hai said regretfully.

"Do you use our Chinese language for poetry?" Jin Feng asked suspiciously.

"Of course, all four of our countries use Chinese." Bei Hai nodded.

"Then why are we at the bottom?" Jin Feng was very strange.

"We in China don't have a literary background now. Many young people don't like poetry, and they don't pay much attention to it. As you can see, Mai Li's poetry level is only average, but she is very good among our younger generation of poets. It's over." Beihai is also helpless. The current situation is that Chinese poets are withering.

"Oh, that's it." Jin Feng nodded. As long as Jin Feng exists, it will be difficult not to win the championship.

"So how to score?" Jinfeng is concerned about how to score.

"Every game will determine the top three. No.1 has three points, No.2 has two points, and No.3 has one point. In the end, the country with the most points will be the champion." Beihai introduced in detail Check out the scoring rules.

"Who are the judges?" No matter which of the four countries sent people, they would definitely be regarded as unfair.

"The judges are three experts sent by the World Poetry Association. They are all proficient in Chinese, and they are not from our four countries." Beihai is very relieved of the judges.

Jin Feng felt relieved when he heard that they were from other countries.

"Hurry up, sit forward." Mai Li shouted to Jin Feng.

"We'll be there soon." Jin Feng said with a smile.

"I said you really want to go?" Bei Hai thought that Jin Feng was just on a whim, but he didn't expect that he really wanted to sit in front.

"Of course." Jinfeng came for the competition, although Yi Tian arranged for him to participate in ancient poems and ancient words, but Jinfeng is not afraid of modern poetry.

At this time, Yi Tian also saw Jin Feng and walked over.

"Teacher Yi." Bei Hai hurriedly greeted him. Bei Hai maintained a certain degree of respect for this veteran.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Beihai." Yi Tian nodded to Yi Tian.

"Teacher Yi, what's the matter?" Bei Hai thought that Yi Tian came to look for him.

Who knew that Yi Tian pointed at Jin Feng, "I'm here to see Jin Feng."

"Teacher Yi also knows Jin Feng?" Beihai asked in surprise. He felt that Yi Tian would not be able to recognize him.

"Of course I know." Yi Tian smiled.

"Teacher, I can just sit here by myself, go and get busy." Jinfeng said bluntly.

"Well, you can observe it first, and if you think you can, you can submit your work. The next two games are when you can play." Yi Tian still put the treasure of Jinfeng on the next two games.

Beihai was stunned. He really didn't expect Jinfeng to come to participate in the competition.

"I'm announcing the rules of the competition again. Anyone who is present can submit their works, and our jury will score for everyone." A man with a mid-parted hair shouted on the field.

"Who is this?" Jin Feng didn't know these people.

"You are too stupid. This is Li Luanxie, a famous poet in North Korea. He was the one who came up with the first title." Mai Li said contemptuously.

"Oh, that's how it is." Jin Feng nodded.

Among the four countries, Huaxia is the most powerful, so the other three countries are also very jealous of Huaxia. The East Asian Poetry Contest is one of the few competitions that they can overwhelm Huaxia.

"My topic is not difficult, you should be careful." Li Luanxie blinked at a young man below, and then said, "I wrote a poem two days ago, come and listen to it."

""Everything", everything is fate, everything is smoke, everything is a beginning without an ending, everything is fleeting, all joy has no smile, all suffering has no tears, all language is repetition, everything All relationships are first encounters, all love is in the heart, all past events are in dreams, all hopes are accompanied by comments, all beliefs are accompanied by groans, all explosions have a moment of tranquility, and all deaths have lengthy echoes.”

After reading a poem, Li Luanxie said triumphantly: "This time our North Korean title is my poem, you can play freely."

Jin Feng was taken aback when he heard this poem. This "Everything" is very famous, why did it appear here?If this is the problem, Jinfeng has a way to fight it.

"This poem is so well written. It is not easy to write a poem with this poem as the title." Beihai shook his head, "Li Luan Xie is using some tricks, because no matter how good everyone writes, it is still difficult." Beyond Him.”

"It's really good, how should I use this poem as the title?" Mai Li was also thinking hard.

Jin Feng expressed a different opinion, "I think this poem is a bit too pessimistic. It can be said that the feelings are decadent, unhealthy, and hopeless. This is typical pessimism and nihilism."

"Don't say it." Bei Hai wanted to stop Jin Feng, but it was a pity that Jin Feng had already said it.

A young man stood up very unhappy and said, "Why are you talking?" Although this man spoke Chinese, it was a bit stiff.

"I like to tell the truth." Jin Feng countered unceremoniously.

"This is Li Luanxie's apprentice." Bei Hai introduced in a low voice.

No wonder he jumped out in such a hurry, it turned out he was talking about his teacher.

"My master's poem is very well written," the young man shouted.

"You didn't write it. If you have the ability, write one." Jin Fengji said.

"Just write it." It was difficult for young people to suppress the anger, and he immediately stepped onto the stage and read out the manuscript he had already prepared.

"All" is the title of this young man. It is undeniable that this poem fits Li Luanxie's theme very well.

"Papa." There was applause at the scene.

"Worthy of being a famous teacher who produces a great apprentice, this poem is very well written."

"Yes, it fits the theme very well."

Li Luanxie was very proud of himself. This was a trick he played. The theme was prepared early in the morning, so his apprentice had already polished a song, which was also the benefit of the topic.

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