My system, you can't mess with it

Chapter 187 Zhu Huawen's Provocation
All the lights in the venue dimmed, and a beam of light hit Xia Xing directly on top of his head.

Xia Xing stood up and waved to the auditorium.

At this moment, he is the focus of the audience, and everyone is looking forward to it.

Xia Xing has been so popular recently, even making people jealous, so Xia Xing's popularity is also very high.

When Xia Xing came to the stage, Yang Weiwei looked at Xia Xing playfully and said, "Mr. Xia, it's a pleasure to see you again."

"I'm also very happy to see the superstar Ms. Yang Weiwei at the awards ceremony." Xia Xing laughed.

"My God, they seem to know each other!"

"That's right, you forgot that Yang Weiwei's "Goodbye is just a stranger" was written by Xia Xing."

"It feels like they are a good match!"

There were whispers from the auditorium.

Looking at Xia Xing under the halo, Wu Bin, who was sitting in the auditorium, turned pale.

Thinking about what he said when he was educating Xia Xing just now, he suddenly had the urge to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Who is Xia Xing, but the top ten first-tier stars, and himself a second-tier star.

But just now, like a fool, he taught him to be a man, and said that he has no future.

Looking at Mu Ke's fiery eyes staring at Xia Xing on the stage, Wu Bin's expression became even more gloomy.

It was a vice chairman of the Writers Association who presented Xia Xing with the award. After the award was over, Yang Weiwei stopped Xia Xing.

"Mr. Xia Xing, congratulations on your award. I don't know when you can give me another song." Yang Weiwei said with a smile.

Xia Xing smiled faintly: "It can be done now."

"Now? So you've written it?"

Xia Xing smiled. On the way here just now, I wrote a poem impromptu.

"Oh, Mr. Xia can also write poetry!"

In the front row of the auditorium, Zhu Huawen and several writers of traditional literature couldn't help curling their lips.

"It's ridiculous that someone who writes short essays can write poems."

At this time, Zhu Huawen stood up suddenly: "Mr. Xia, you are rehearsing, why don't I give you a topic to write a poem on the spot?"

Hearing that Zhu Huawen suddenly stood up to stir up trouble, Yang Weiwei's expression turned ugly.

This Zhu Huawen was clearly looking for a job.

The news about Xia Xing's appointment with traditional literature writers on the Internet couldn't be more popular.

Everyone knew that Zhu Huawen stood up at this time to embarrass Xia Xing.

Zhu Huawen stepped onto the stage and snorted coldly: "Mr. Xia doesn't know if he dares to do it, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't. After all, Mr. Xia's literary accomplishment may not be able to compose poems on the spot."

Hearing that Zhu Huawen actually posed questions for Xia Xing on the spot, many people were sweating for Xia Xing.

After all, composing poems on the spot is an extremely challenging literary level for poets.

Zhu Huawen looked at Xia Xing with a smile and said: "A few days ago, I made some suggestions to Xia Xing on Weibo, and it seems that Mr. Xia didn't agree very much, I hope you don't let my doubts about you come true! "

Hearing that Zhu Huawen had taken the initiative to bring up the matter on Weibo, everyone frowned.

Xia Xing also did not expect that Zhu Huawen would take the initiative to raise the issue of weibo scolding at such an important awards ceremony.

What the hell, did you really embarrass me?

On Weibo, Xia Xing just wrote an ancient poem to fight back. He didn't scold the other party like he did the previous two times, but also gave Zhu Huawen some respect.

I didn't expect this guy to put his nose on his face and bring this matter up to the awards party.

Hearing Zhu Huawen's words, everyone whispered.

Of course, many people think that Zhu Huawen is a little too much. After all, it is already very rude for you to interrupt the interview session of the award presentation, and you even took the initiative to mention things on Weibo during this session.

Even if Xia Xing can only write novels, you shouldn't embarrass others like this.

At this moment, the message area of ​​the live broadcast platform also exploded.

"Zhu Huawen is going too far, to make Xia Shen so difficult."

"Compose a poem on the spot, if you have the ability, you can also make a poem."

"Yes, this Zhu Huawen is a villain."

"However, Zhu Huawen did a good job. Only by asking questions on the spot can we identify whether Xia Xing is a real talent."

"That is, since you have the ability, are you still afraid of taking the exam?"

Many of Xia Xing's fans were also watching the live broadcast online, and they were very angry to see that Xia Xing was so embarrassed by Zhu Huawen.

After all, if Xia Xing fails on stage, then the blow to Xia Xing's popularity will be fatal.

This shows that Xia Xing's so-called genius status is just hype and cannot stand the test at all.

Even this may become a joke in literary history.

In fact, many people believe in Zhu Huawen even more.

After all, he has been in the literary world for decades. When Xia Xing was in elementary school, he had already started writing poetry.

However, Zhu Huawen's methods of forcing Xia Xing to write poems on the spot were too ruthless, and he clearly wanted to kill Xia Xing directly.

At this time, Zhang Mo in the audience suddenly said: "Mr. Zhu, you are too embarrassing for Xiao Xia. After all, he is only a half-way monk, but he has a bit of talent. It is too embarrassing for him to write poems on the spot."

"That's right, it's an amateur anyway, how can it be compared with everyone who is a professional like you." Yu Lei also booed from above.

On the surface, the two seem to be pleading for Xia Xing, but in fact they are singing together, insinuating that Xia Xing is an amateur.

Xia Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that if they didn't give these guys some strong medicine, they really thought they were easy to bully.

Yang frowned slightly, and was about to save Xia Xing, but Xia Xing spoke first.

"Since Mr. Zhu has the taste, then I will accompany you. Please write a question."

Hearing that Xia Xing actually agreed, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Yang Weiwei reminded in a low voice: "Xia Xing, don't be brave!"

Mu Ke in the audience was also secretly worried for Xia Xing.

This guy is too restless, why did he fall into the trap of these old foxes?

If the other party didn't come up with a question, Xia Xing would find a way to step down. Although his popularity would suffer some loss, it wouldn't affect too much.

If someone makes a problem, you can't write a poem, or your poem is too rubbish, it will definitely become the laughing stock of others!
There was also a lot of discussion off the court, but most of them were not optimistic about Xia Xing.

You must know that composing poems on the spot, and in such an occasion in front of a national audience, the pressure is not small, let alone other things.

Xia Xing said indifferently: "I originally set my heart on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. I respect you, the older generation, but you want to trample me under your feet. Today I will be arrogant once, and I will give you three times." When I have a chance to write a question, I, Xia Xing, will write poems on the spot. No matter which one I can’t write or it’s not classic enough, then I’m willing to close my pen and quit the literary world. If I can answer three questions, I also ask Teacher Zhu to give me an explanation Apologize to me in public."

"This..." Everyone was shocked when they heard Xia Xing's words.

No one thought that Xia Xing's bet would be so big.

The corner of Zhu Huawen's eyes twitched: "Okay, if you answer our three questions, then I, Zhu, would like to apologize to the authors of online literature in front of the national audience."

(End of this chapter)