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"That's right. I've been studying poetry for so many years, and I'm at a certain level. I haven't written a thousand poems, and I've written a hundred. But in front of President Zhong's poem, I feel like I've written dross."

They are just like singing one song at a time, just like talking about cross talk. They belittle themselves in front of so many people just to raise Zhong chonghao's reputation.

"This is the president of our Kyoto Poetry Association, a young hero in the poetry world. His poem bears the name of" talented poet ". Even I am infatuated with it on the stage!" The host came to the stage and praised him constantly. In the early days, the contradiction between Qin Nuo and the Poetry Association on the Internet was boiling, and everyone was looking forward to the final result.

In the end, Zhong chonghao of the Poetry Association is better, and Qin Nuo, an unknown E-sports player, can win the final championship.

"Hello to the audience. Welcome to the poetry conference."

"Next, please enjoy a dance and give the players some rest time. My wonderful competition will begin soon."

With warm applause, a group of dancers in ancient costume came to the stage.

With the ancient poems and songs, these actors swing their bodies and dance gracefully, which seems to make the audience go back to the ancient times. It's a wonderful feeling.

After the dance, the host began to introduce the rules of the final.

"Different from the previous two competitions, the final rules are as follows: a theme will be given at the scene, the two contestants will write poems at the scene, and then the audience will score them. We have counted that the audience at the scene is more than 5000, that is, 5000 votes."

"Another point is that the judges will also score. They will analyze the contestants' poems and give them scores ranging from one to ten, and each score represents a thousand votes."

The rules of the game have been introduced and everyone is waiting for the final to start.

The big screen on the scene began to light up, flickered for a while, and a wine character appeared on the big screen.

The audience is very familiar with this word. The ancients could not do without wine when they wrote poems. Many famous poets would drink wine before they wrote poems.

After drinking, the poem is far beyond the level of his normal situation.

The theme of wine seems very vulgar, but it has deep meaning.

If you want to play this theme well, it is a very difficult thing.

After seeing this theme, the audience are more looking forward to their performance.

"Good! Now that I have introduced the rules of the final, let's invite our competitors to come on stage and give us a wonderful performance. "

"Please give a warm welcome to Mr. Zhong chonghao, vice president of Kyoto Poetry Association." As soon as the speech was over, there was warm applause.

Accompanied by applause, Zhong chonghao walked from the backstage to the audience. He came to the stage with a microphone in his hand. Instead of reading his poems directly, he said some thought-provoking words.

"I'm very happy to stand on this stage and bring you my poems. Since you can come here today, you should all love and love poems. I'd like to share with you my feelings and experience on poems." Zhong chonghao said these words with a smile on his face.

But then he changed his face and began to be serious: "I think we all know that there are rumors on the Internet recently that someone is secretly slandering our Poetry Association. We can also take advantage of this competition to prove the level of our Poetry Association."

Zhong chonghao clenched the microphone and said, "I'm going to bring you my final work, Jiuhuan."

"The glass wine luminous cup is a time to celebrate life. Don't laugh when you're lying on a drunken terrace. A few people will come back in the eternal night. "

"Good poem!" Wang batian and Chu Han are the first to stand up and shout.

"It's just a poem written by the president of the Kyoto Poetry Association. It's of high standard!" Wang batian said while clapping.

"It's so exquisite. Zhong Huichang is still so young. His future is limitless." Chu Hanzheng echoed.

The three judges nodded one after another. They were very surprised by Zhong chonghao's poem. They did not expect that Zhong chonghao's level had improved again. This poem and his poem exile, which won the championship last year, made visible progress.

"This poem is well written. The first sentence of the poem sets off the following text, echoes back and forth, and displays the author's melancholy feeling incisively and vividly."

"Don't laugh when you're drunk. There are several people coming back in the long night. This catchy sentence not only shows a sense of relief, but also has a faint sense of pride in the text. ""Zhong chonghao's theme selection is very good. He doesn't use the common way to express his worries with wine. Instead, he regards wine as a tool to express his feelings, and describes the bold and uninhibited form of drinkers. It's wonderful. It's really wonderful."

The three judges gave the poem a good evaluation, and there was no stingy praise at all.

Wang batian and Chu Hanzheng under the tower stand up and immediately attract people's attention. Both of them are talented people in Kyoto. They are well-known. People present know each other. They don't know what they mean when they stand up suddenly.

Wang batian sighed and said, "I hanged myself as a talent in Kyoto. Today, after listening to President Zhong's poem, I am embarrassed to say that I am a poet."

Zhong chonghao waved his hand and said modestly: "it's ridiculous. My level is far from perfect. This poem is not a good one. If I go back and polish it, it will be better."

When he said this, Zhong chonghao was not blushing and panting. He knew the theme of the final of the poetry conference half a month ago, and the poem was also prepared half a month ago.

What's more, it's better to write at will and go back to polish it. This poem is almost spoiled by the group of people from the Poetry Association.

"Zhong Huichang is really modest. It's rare for young people like you now." The host said.

Zhong chonghao immediately took over the host's words and said: "to be a poet, we should keep the heart of an elder. What kind of poetry talent is, it's just a false name, it can only restrain people's thoughts and make people arrogant."

"Especially on the Internet recently, some people who are a little more famous don't know their surname or the name of Shixian or Shisheng. They dare to put it on their heads and don't know their shame."

It's natural to say this in order to attack Qin Nuo. Qin Nuo heard it clearly backstage, only showing a sneer.

"As soon as president Zhong's poem comes out, who else dares to compete? I don't think we need to compete in the next competition. Just announce president Zhong's victory."

"That's right. Is there anyone who is unconvinced and can make a better poem than President Zhong?"

Wang Tianba and Chuhan were under the stage, and their voices were so loud that almost everyone heard them