full-time artist

Ringing in everyone's heart!

The judges can't sit still anymore!

They got up and panicked like their ass was on fire!

next moment.

Raindrops fall down the world.

Down vertically!

Down vertically!

Even sideways down!

Silky, but also dense!

……

There is a fire!

Raindrops can't quench the fire.

Brilliant!

Hot!

At some point, everyone's eyes turned to Xianyu.

At some point, Director Huang had already stood by Lin Yuan's side, and this high-ranking woman from the Literature and Art Association held an umbrella for him.

Xianyu has a calm expression.

Someone noticed that he was still rubbing his wrists.

The manuscript has been collected for the first time.

Sudden.

Jiang Kui smiled and said, "It's my turn."

While everyone was watching, Jiang Kui walked to the second pavilion.

"Are you ready?"

Different from Sun Yaohuo's anger, Jiang Kui smiled coquettishly and said a word, but the horrified second pavilion was full of ecstasy!

It's a pity that this can't stop Xianyu, just like they can't stop this sudden rain!

"You don't see me!"

Standing in the pavilion, Jiang Kui pointed to the sky: "The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning...I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone...Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold fur, call The son will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you..."

Li Taibai!

Poetry double!

The allusions of some poems were deleted and revised by Lin Yuan, and became in line with the historical facts of Blue Star, but the essence of the content was preserved, so Su Dongpo also appeared on the stage:

"The wave is gone, a romantic person through the ages..."

"...Fighting, fighting, startled a pool of gulls..."

"The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky...One man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it..."

"The white hair is three thousand feet long, and Yuanchou seems to be long..."

"...The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky..."

"Based on Jun Mo's words to seal the Marquis, one general will be successful..."

"Three thousand guests are drunk in a house full of flowers, and the eight continents are cold with one sword..."

The titles are no longer important, and the order is directly disrupted, but the corresponding poem titles can be found in every pavilion!

Break the question!

Break the question!

Still solve the problem!

Perfect and precise problem solving, shocking verses, if this is the battle of the gods in the literary world, today is the twilight of the gods!

"It's my turn!"

"It's my turn!"

"The next one is me!"

……

The third pavilion.

"To kill a person in ten steps, you will not stay behind for a thousand miles. When it's done, brush off your clothes and hide yourself and your name!"

"Whoever abandons me, can't keep the day of yesterday; whoever messes with my heart, today is so worrying... If you want to go to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon..."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead..."

……

The fourth pavilion.

"The flower path has never been swept by guests, but the Pengmen is now opened for you..."

"...The setting sun is infinitely good, but it's almost dusk..."

"Good rain knows the season, when spring is here……"

……

……

The seventh pavilion.

"... There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, where the poor and the poor are all happy, and the wind and rain are unmoved, as safe as a mountain. Woohoo! Whenever I see this house in front of my eyes, my hut will be enough to freeze to death alone!"

"Good rain knows the season, when spring is here……"

"The sun shines on the censer to produce purple smoke. Looking at the waterfall hanging from the front of the river, it flies down three thousand feet. It is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days!"

……

……

The tenth pavilion.

"Er Cao's body and name will be destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be abandoned..."

"Eight hundred miles are divided into burning under the command, and fifty strings are turning outside the fortress..."

"...It's all in the past, count the romantic figures, and look at the present!!"

……

Fish Dynasty everyone is out!

They went to the top ten pavilions respectively!

Inside the pavilion!

They each read aloud!

The camera is switching crazily!

Xianyu is participating in the poetry conference in his own way, but he doesn't know that at this moment, he has already suppressed the Blue Star literary world!

It was like a hallucination.

Lin Yuan saw countless phantoms flying between the ten pavilions!

Some people are dancing in silk and bamboo;

Some people go berserk after drunk;

Some people bare their breasts and eat delicious food;

Someone is annotating scriptures under candlelight;

Some people walk happily on the avenue;

Some people danced swords and knives in the courtyard, and some even nestled in the red and green in the brothel...

Thousands of ancient romantic figures in the celestial dynasty have gone to the present!

……

……

The thunder pierced through the sky, and the rain rustled down. Everyone was stunned. This scene will forever be engraved in the hearts of the world!

Pale white!

Miserable green!

Scary red!

This is the face of a literati.

The judges supported the table with their hands, their lips trembling, but no one dared to say a word.

Exactly at this time.

The tenth pavilion.

Xia Fan read out the last poem, which is today's 199 poems, as if to the judges, as if to the literati, and as if to the audience: "If I don't speak first when spring comes, who dares to make a sound? "

……

……

Lin Yuan stood up.

To the literati.

The literati were in the pavilion, but some people retreated unnaturally, and then their bodies were soaked by the rain outside the pavilion.

"Age, I am not as good as you."

"Poetry, you are not as good as me."

Pfft!

Someone has lost his way!

Stagger and fall!

Shu Ziwen was trembling, Hua Weiming was trembling, the judges were trembling, the audience was trembling, everyone was trembling!

Shock?

Already numb!

The Poetry Conference is not over yet, but it is already over!

……

……

program group.

Tong Shuwen inexplicably thought of the name of this program.

It's not called Lushan Poetry Conference, but it should be called Yu You Walking Together...

Linyuan trip! ! !

Lin Yuan waved his hands: "My hands are a little sore, you continue to play music and dance."

He is leaving.

Don't be a judge, don't be a contestant, let alone a champion.

But it is precisely because of this that no matter who the champion of this year's poetry competition is, it will become a joke.

Why not compete with everyone on the same stage?

At this moment, everyone has their own answer.