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Chapter 417 Netizen: Is this how two poets greet each other? This is too funny

"Why haven't you started yet? I've been waiting here for a long time. I'm not interested in these programs at all. I just want to watch two poets compare their poems!"

"That's right! What's so interesting about these messy programs? If you really want to watch the programs, I'm not as good as other TV stations. They are much richer."

"I think I can't blame the organizer. After all, it's just two people comparing poems. It's a bit monotonous and it can't support a party."

"Just wait a little longer. It's here now. I don't care if it's just a short while. You can watch the program at any time, but the 'Poetry Competition' is not available at any time."

……

As the Mid-Autumn Poetry Contest organized by the Modern Poetry Association begins, the audience, including those watching the live broadcast, are waiting for the finale to begin.

As for the previous programs, everyone was obviously not very interested.

So all kinds of complaints were heard, but there was nothing that could be done.

Those anchors who were invited by the Modern Poetry Association to live broadcast could only use their best to retain the audience in the live broadcast room as much as possible.

Because the amount of compensation they will receive will be settled based on the real-time number of viewers in the live broadcast room.

In fact, there are two groups of people. Although they are also complaining about the garbage at the party, their stickiness is much higher than that of the audience in the live broadcast room of these anchors.

That's right!

One of them is, of course, Mr. Xu’s fans. These people have been with us from the beginning to this day, and their stickiness is extraordinary.

And as Mr. Xu gets busier and busier, it becomes harder and harder for fans to see him appear or participate in activities, so of course everyone must support this poetry gathering.

On the other side is a fan of the new talented poet Qinglian layman.

Although these people have not been fans of layman Qinglian for a long time, they all have one characteristic, that is, they are relatively artistic.

Once this kind of person decides on something, his stickiness is extraordinary.

It can be said that our fans, Mr. Xu, support half of the poetry gathering tonight.

Although outsiders don't know this, it is the fact...

Amidst the bustling discussion, the host of the live broadcast finally walked up to the front desk with a smile and said loudly:

"I've made everyone wait for a long time. The next program, which everyone must have been looking forward to for a long time, is yes, it is our most dazzling poetry competition.

The two protagonists should be familiar to everyone. One of them is the famous director Xu Lu, and the other is the talented poet Qinglian..."

As the introduction started, two split screens appeared on the big screen at the front, one on the left and one on the right.

In the upper part of the split screen on the left, Xu Lu's figure sitting behind the desk soon appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this scene, most of the people in the Modern Poetry Association looked hostile.

This guy is the guy who made our entire Modern Poetry Association lose face before!

Fortunately, soon, the screen on the right also lit up.

But what feels strange is that.

There is no human figure in the picture, just a green lotus slowly turning in the void, which looks a bit cool.

Seeing this, the people at the scene started talking in low voices:

"What's going on? Master Qinglian didn't show up. He is as mysterious as ever!"

"That's right, Director Xu seems to be quite calm. He is still waving to everyone."

"I don't know who will make the first move between the two of them, or whether it will be arranged by the host."

"Haha, do you think the host on stage can arrange the two of them? They must be free to express themselves."

……

At the same time, fans from both sides were gradually excited. On the side of 'Ontology Xu Lu':

"Hahahaha, Director Xu is still so handsome, it makes people feel happy just sitting there!"

"Isn't it? I was quite worried about him before, but when I saw his look, I knew I didn't need to worry."

"Although layman Qinglian is powerful, Mr. Xu is by no means a person who lives in vain. Who will win and who will lose is yet to be determined."

"It's just that this guy has been a little distracted recently. Instead of making movies, he came to compete with others about poetry."

……

On the side of 'Majia Qinglian Lay Buddhist', everyone also spoke one after another:

"Rev. Qinglian is really too mysterious. He doesn't even show up on such a big occasion. It seems that the rumors of social terror are true."

"I think it's good. It shows that he doesn't care about fame. After all, he doesn't need this opportunity to show his face."

"No wonder it's called 'Green Lotus Layman'. The lotus flowers on this background are quite beautiful!"

"Hey, text appears in the blank box below the two of them. It feels like looking at someone else's dialog box."

……

While everyone was discussing, the blank box under the 'Green Lotus Background' had text floating in from left to right:

[Then... shall we begin? 】

The next moment, in the blank box of the 'Ontology Background', there are words starting from scratch and gradually forming:

[Okay, let’s start! 】

Seeing this sudden scene, the audience almost dropped their eyes to the ground:

"Hahahaha, is this how two poets greet each other? This is so funny, hahahaha!"

"Yes, I have imagined various opening scenes between two people, but I never thought of the one just now."

"It feels... as relaxed as treating guests to dinner. Please, you are about to have a serious poem battle."

"If nothing else, the comedy effect is already maxed out, but to be honest, it also feels like returning to nature."

……

The melon-eating crowd found it interesting, but as the initiator of the poem competition session of this Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition, President Zhou looked a little dissatisfied and cursed in his heart:

"What is this Qinglian layman doing? Aren't you good at writing poems? In the past, even clockwork updates had to use poems as content, but now you are so casual with that kid?

Please, the guy opposite you is the public enemy of our entire Modern Poetry Association. The way you greet me, others might think you are familiar with each other. "

In fact, many people felt this way after seeing the scene just now.

But without giving the audience much time to discuss, the real poetry battle finally began.

'Qinglian Jushi' was the first to take action.

In the blank box under the green lotus background, there are lines of poetry, flying like arrows from left to right:

'On the sea... there is a bright moon... at the end of the world... at this time...'

'Lover... resentment for the distant night... unexpectedly... longing for lovesickness...'

……

Four lines of poetry were nailed to the right side of the big screen like arrows.

For a time, almost everyone in the audience was immersed in the beauty of the poem.

After a while, the audience burst into applause:

"As expected of layman Qinglian, this poem is so well written."

"Yes, just this first line, I think it can be sung throughout the ages."

"It's really amazing. It's worth waiting for me for so long tonight. It's really not in vain."

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