Chapter 309

“After so many years, who knows if what we fought so hard for will just be a memory?”

As soon as Liao Tingzuo finished speaking, everyone applauded and cheered.

"Very good, very good, this is my memory."

"Chairman Liao is still as talented as ever."

"What's wrong with you? His strength is much, much stronger than before!"

The girl was stunned when she heard this.

It's all a dream.

That is a memory.

What she meant was that the relationship between two people would have no future?

Liao Tingzuo put one hand on the girl's shoulder and said expressionlessly: "Little sister, you are still young, why can't you pick a better one?"

"Being infatuated is a good thing, but who knows if you and your boyfriend will be completely devoted to you?"

“Life is not only about love, but also about daily spices and seasonings.”

"Face the facts."

The girl started crying as she spoke.

"me."

Hearing this, Liu Yifei could only sigh in her heart.

Although she was reluctant to accept this reality, Liao Tingzuo was right.

Life is not only about love, but also about food, soy sauce, salt and spices.

If there is a better way, why insist on making an unknown bet?

After saying that, she was about to take Li Qingxian into the ring.

However, it was at this moment that he noticed that Li Qingxian was missing.

She looked back and found that Li Qingxian was walking towards Liao Tingzuo and others.

"Li Qingxian, what's the matter?"

However, Li Qingxian completely ignored her.

"I think what Chairman Liao said is wrong." Li Qingxian stood up and said loudly.

“???”Liu Yifei.

For a moment, everyone looked towards Li Qingxian.

"who?"

"I've never seen it before. It's so small. Whose family is it from?"

"I don't know him. He must be a child from some family, brought here to see the world."

Liao Tingzuo smiled slightly: "Sir, what do you think?"

Li Qingxian puffed out his chest and took a step forward: "I can't say I'm knowledgeable, but I just think it would be a pity if such a beautiful relationship ended like this."

"What a pity?" Liao Tingzuo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You are so young, how can you understand the word regret?"

If her mother-in-law still disagrees, her boyfriend suddenly changes his mind, or even if her husband disagrees, she will..."

"If you have so many uncertainties, why are you still obsessed with the relationship in front of you?"

The girl lowered her head and grabbed her clothes.

This was not the first time she had such thoughts.

However, when it really comes to the point of giving up, she will be reluctant to do so.

She is always making excuses for her behavior.

Still not giving up?

Why won’t you admit defeat?

Gradually, she couldn't find a suitable excuse for herself.

"Why?" Li Qingxian sneered: "Chairman Liao, I also give you a piece of advice."

Liao Tingzuo waved his hand and said, "I'd like to hear more details."

Li Qingxian took a deep breath and said in a loud voice: "The darkness made my eyes dark, but I found light in the darkness."

After saying this, Li Qingxian flicked his sleeves and left.

The audience was silent.

Liao Tingzuo: “…”

The onlookers were stunned.

The girl was completely stunned.

She was still mumbling to herself: "The darkness made my eyes dark, and I found the light through it."

Liao Tingzuo was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

He muttered the boy's words, a hint of bitterness on his face.

"You're right, I am the darkness. It is with these dark eyes that I can find the real sunshine. I really don't know that I have been taught a lesson by a young man all my life."

"Miss, I want to apologize to you and take back what I said before."

The girl stared at him blankly and stammered, "Chairman Liao, should I hold on for a while longer?"

Liao Tingzuo met her eyes, was stunned for a moment, and laughed:
"Don't you have any idea?"

……

After the girl left, Liao Tingzuo suddenly asked, "Do you know who that young man is?"

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads.

"We don't know about this, but we guess that he is most likely a member of a certain organization."

"Yes, anyone who can say such a line must be a cultured person."

"Not bad."

Liao Tingzuo watched his departing back, a smile on his face.

Now that this guy is here, we will definitely meet again in the future.

Why are you in such a hurry?
Thinking of this, he shook his head, a smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards the door.

……

After entering the gate, Li Qingxian felt a lot more relaxed.

The reason why he stood up and said this was because he really couldn't stand it anymore.

There is a sincere love right in front of her, so why should she be afraid?

Do you really want to be like that treasure, regretting it only after you lose it?
He is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty, and cannot bear to see such a tragedy happen.

So he borrowed a poem from the blue planet, Generation by Generation.

What to do and whether to obey is up to the girl herself.

"Li Qingxian, you... you know nothing about poetry, right?"

Liu Yifei stood beside him and looked at him with a very strange look.

"Hmm?" He was slightly stunned. Li Qingxian paused and said, "Sister Fei, I really don't know much about poetry. I just studied it before, and so far, I only know a little bit."

"Know something?"

Liu Yifei's expression became even weirder when he heard this.

This sentence reminded me of what He Yi said: "Darkness gave me a pair of dark eyes, but I used these eyes to find light."

She wanted to curse.

You say this means you know nothing about poetry?
Is this just knowing a thing or two?
I guess he's just a half-baked one.

She suddenly asked, "I remember Director Xu of "The Voice of China" said that you couldn't sing before, didn't you?"

"Uh." Li Qingxian: "..."

Before he came into this world, he knew nothing about music and poetry!
He is not lying.

Unfortunately, all this is because of the existence of the system.

Liu Yifei said meaningfully: "So you don't know anything you're talking about? Do you know a little bit?"

Li Qingxian: “…”

"Oh, there is a pair of Mid-Autumn Festival lanterns over there. Let's go there." Li Qingxian avoided the topic, found a seat at random and walked over there.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yifei pursed her lips and walked over quickly.

"I want to see how long you can play dumb!"

……

Mid-Autumn Festival, welcome with lanterns.

In fact, this is just a simple couplet.

The person who sets the question writes the couplet on a piece of paper and inserts it into the lantern.

Contestants can choose a lantern, and if they match it, they will get a box of mooncakes.

At this time, a large group of people were gathered here, making couplets against each other.

"Well, this is a bit difficult."

"This year's exam questions are more difficult than in previous years."

"Hehehe, Chairman Zhong really learns from his mistakes. He put a lot of thought into this couplet competition."

Zhong Hua's face was filled with a bright smile:
"Everyone can choose the answer freely. Today, I must let Zhong see your talent."

He wrote fifty couplets the year before, about the same as today.

However, this first couplet was too easy and was snatched away by a bunch of people in less than ten minutes.

This is really embarrassing for him.

He is the vice chairman of the Beijing Poetry Society!
This is also the reason why he started more than a month earlier than in previous years.

He didn't believe that anyone could come up with a couplet to match his!
Li Qingxian stood up, picked a lamp at random, and then said, "If I can't answer it, will there be any punishment?"

Zhong Hua looked at the boy with a smile on his face, "You are new here, don't worry, it's free, there will be no punishment."

"It's just that I'm afraid you won't be able to buy the mooncakes I made this time."

Li Qingxian also used to like couplets.

Besides, their state-owned enterprise also has a couplet competition.

During this time, he also learned a lot and even got a few sentences right.

However, compared with those top blacksmiths, it is still a little bit behind.

Liu Yifei looked at him strangely and said, "Hey, you can make pairs?"

"Well, I know a little!" Li Qingxian smiled awkwardly.

Liu Yifei crossed her arms, looking like she was enjoying the show.

After saying that, Li Qingxian picked a lamp at random.

Under the light, there was a small note.

Everyone's eyes fell on the paper.

When I opened it, I saw a line of words.

Second line: The Eight Trigrams of August, the Qian Eight Trigrams, the Kun Eight Trigrams, in all directions.

When seeing this couplet, everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

"What? That's right."

"He's quite good at it. It seems to be a more difficult one."

"Haha, this young man doesn't seem to be that lucky."

"Haha, that's not necessary. I'm afraid no one will have the mooncakes made by Chairman Zhong."

Liu Yifei looked at the couplet closely and pondered for a long time, but she couldn't figure out what it meant.

She glanced at Li Qingxian and saw that Li Qingxian had a strange look on his face.

Seeing these words, Li Qingxian couldn't help feeling bitter in his heart.

Isn’t this the couplet from his previous life?
What does it mean?
Zhong Hua, the owner of the mooncake and lantern shop, said with a carefree face, "Boy, have you thought of something?"

The people around couldn't help laughing.

"Dean Zhong, he is just an amateur, how can he match your couplet?"

"Yeah, aren't you embarrassing him?"

"President Zhong, your couplet is really well written. Let me think about it carefully and I will be able to write a couplet tomorrow."

Li Qingxian smiled slightly, shook his head, and was about to take back the colorful lantern.

Although he could also come up with a good first couplet, it was redundant.

As he just said, he came here to broaden his horizons and expand his network.

As for pretending to be cool, that's just bringing humiliation upon yourself.

But at this moment, a voice sounded from behind.

"Young man, what's the problem?"

"Huh?" He was slightly startled.

Li Qingxian turned around and saw Liao Tingzuo, whom he had met outside the door before!
Seeing this scene, everyone stood up and saluted Liu Fan.

"Good morning, President Liao."

"Haha, Chairman Liao, long time no see."

Liao Tingzuo waved his hand and pretended he knew nothing.

He smiled and looked at Li Qingxian: "I think you have the answer to this couplet?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned and all their eyes fell on Li Qingxian.

"Where did this boy come from?"

"Oh, it's because of Chairman Liao's matter..."

"Haha, Director Liao came to greet him personally. He must be a person of status."

"But what did Dean Liao say? How could this boy actually guess it?"

Zhong Hua frowned slightly after hearing this.

This young man can actually match his own couplet?
joke!

He spent more than a month carefully selecting this couplet.

Even Liao Tingzuo couldn't come up with a poem at such a fast speed.

However, he did not say it out loud, but kept it in his heart.

Li Qingxian smiled sheepishly: "It's just a little bit of my own thoughts, nothing to brag about."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei's gaze fell on Li Qingxian, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Is it really correct?

"You have already drawn the lot, so of course you have to tell me." Liao Tingzuo smiled faintly: "Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the person who set the question. Isn't that right, Lao Zhong?"

Zhong Hua sneered and said, "Yes, young man, if you have any ideas, just say it."

"It's not the right word, it's not fair, so why would we laugh at you?"

When he said this, his tone became a little excited.

What a joke.

After all, he is also a poet.

Although this is just a hobby.

But, no matter what, he had been preparing for this couplet for more than a month. It's impossible for him to be matched by this little brat so soon, right?
Li Qingxian looked conflicted: "Do you really want to say it?"

Liao Tingzuo nodded slightly, and Zhong Hua was not polite, "Go ahead."

"Alas." Chu Feng sighed. Li Qingxian sighed, pretended to think about it, and then said: "I am right about the nine-nine-nine layers, the upper nine layers, the lower nine layers, one layer after another, one layer after another."

Li Qingxian's words left everyone stunned.

Only Liao Tingzuo's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he looked at Li Qingxian with admiration.

First couplet: Eight trigrams in August, Qian trigrams, Kun trigrams, all-round;

Ninety-nine floors, nine floors, nine floors, nine floors nine, nine floors high, nine floors.

Zhong Hua was confused and repeated Li Qingxian's words: "Nine-nine-nine layers, nine layers, nine layers nine, nine layers high, nine layers low, nine layers stacked, nine layers stacked, nine layers stacked, layer by layer, layer by layer..."

As he spoke, he felt a slight palpitation.

Just because this couplet is actually better than the one I wrote!

Everyone was stunned.

"How could this be?"

"Oh my goodness, they actually met?"

“More than just matching, this young man’s couplet not only has the same words, phrases, rhymes, rhymes, and rhythms, but also has almost the same meaning. It’s simply a great couplet!”

Liu Yifei standing by was also confused.

But compared to others, he was mentally prepared.

She stared at Li Qingxian with complicated eyes, wanting to ask something.

Is this also called knowing a thing or two?
Do you have any misunderstanding about the term "know a thing or two"?
Liao Tingzuo glanced at him secretly, "Is this your childishness?"

Although Liao Tingzuo was not a good man, he knew that this poem was well written.

Everyone started complaining immediately.

"Dean Zhong, could it be that both of you are pretending?"

"Yeah, how could he come up with a couplet so quickly?"

"Either he leaked the question. In any case, I don't believe he can get it right."

Zhong Hua was very embarrassed by everyone's discussions.

Other people may not understand this, but how could the author of this question not see it?

He is not familiar with this young man at all!
Moreover, he would not reveal the topic.

He spent nearly a month on this issue.

What's more, when he came up with this question, he also searched the Internet specifically, and each couplet is unique.

Nothing like it.

Therefore, it is impossible to leak the questions.

The most important thing is that the couplet that the other party came up with on the spur of the moment was actually much better than his own.

This is too exaggerated!
Zhong Hua thought for a moment, took out a box of mooncakes from his arms and handed it to the boy.

"Brother, I agree with this couplet. Then according to the custom, this box of mooncakes will be yours."

Li Qingxian quickly picked up the mooncake and said with a smile on his face: "Okay, I will definitely eat it well."

"However," Zhong Hua changed the subject and said, "According to the rules, if you can make a pair, you must keep making them until you have three. You can only stop."

Li Qingxian was stunned when he heard this, "Is it true?"

Everyone was stunned.

They had never heard of this rule.

Zhong Hua said calmly: "Yes, I set the rules."

Everyone was speechless when they heard this.

"Dean Zhong, you...can't you just admit defeat?"

"Yes, the big bully the small!"

"How can you answer one question correctly and ask others to answer two?"

Liao Tingzuo didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He knew Zhong Hua's character very well. Besides being stubborn, he just refused to admit defeat.

Even though he was the president, Zhong Hua was just a vice president.

However, Zhonghua was never convinced by him.

But he did not speak for Li Qingxian.

"That's not right. Since Zhonghua is the one who set the test, then the rules are set by the one who set the test."

Hearing this, everyone looked confused.

Why did President Liao join forces with Chairman Zhong to deal with a young boy?
In fact, Liao Tingzuo had no intention of embarrassing Li Qingxian.

He wanted to see how many couplets this young man could write.

Zhong Hua cast an admiring look at Liao Tingzuo, then nodded and said, "Chairman Liao is indeed a wise man. In that case, please do as you wish."

Li Qingxian: “…”

I don't want to pretend, but you insist on pretending.

That's it!
He stepped forward and picked up one of the lamps.

When I opened it, I saw a line of words.

Previous sentence: In mid-August, the moon is high in the sky. What a beautiful moon. What a beautiful moon.

Seeing this scene, everyone frowned.

This couplet may seem simple, but it is actually about finding a word that matches "Mid-Autumn Festival" and "mid-August". Moreover, it takes a lot of effort to match the four words "the bright moon hangs high, the bright moon hangs high" and "the bright moon hangs high" in this poem.

Liao Tingzuo fell into deep thought.

However, when Li Qingxian saw the couplet, he said without hesitation: "My couplet is: Happy festival, good wine, good wine, good wine, good wine, let's drink wine as a song."

"..."Liao Tingzuo.

“……”Liu Yifei.

“……” Zhong Hua was speechless.

“……”People around.

Didn't you just watch it?

Isn't this a bit too early?
Liao Tingzuo opened his mouth slightly, but finally couldn't help but said, "Lao Zhong, what's the first line of your couplet?"

Zhong Hua groaned twice and said, "A piece of heaven and earth, a leaf blocks the eyes, one leaf at a time, cut one leaf at a time."

After hearing this, everyone started making comparisons.

But no matter from which angle you look at it, he seems to be inferior to Li Qingxian.

Zhonghua looked ashen.

As the author of the question, he can certainly see the pros and cons of the couplet.

How could he not see that the first line of his couplet was not as good as the one the boy in front of him could come up with?

But he is a poet after all, and also a vice chairman.

Not to mention, he spent more than a month carefully preparing to write this, but it was not even as good as that of a teenager.

Where does this put his face?
However, Li Qingxian clapped his hands in cooperation and praised: "The first couplet should be even, and the second couplet should be even. Such a neat couplet really meets the standards of a professional player. Chairman Zhong, you are much better than me."

Li Qingxian's words stunned everyone.

Zhong Hua heard this and showed a hint of joy on his face: "That's not the case. There is no difference between good and bad couplets, and your couplet is also very good."

His words not only gave Zhonghua face, but also made him save face.

On the contrary, many people's views of him have changed.

"Haha, let me do it?" Li Qingxian said with a smile.

Zhong Hua didn't have much good feelings towards Li Qingxian.

However, after this time, his opinion of Li Qingxian changed drastically.

He held out a hand. "Please."

Liao Tingzuo looked at him in surprise.

There are really not many people who can be invited by Zhong Hua.

This kid...

Li Qingxian picked up three lanterns at random.

He turned on the light and saw a note.

Second line: Petals are flying everywhere.

This level doesn’t have many words and doesn’t seem that difficult.

This couplet may seem simple, but the first and last three words must match each other perfectly.

Moreover, the first three characters and the character "花" in the middle form a sentence: Let a hundred flowers bloom.

Add these two words and it becomes “let a hundred flowers bloom, let a hundred flowers bloom”.

Liao Tingzuo and the others didn't even think about it.

Their attention was focused on Li Qingxian.

Li Qingxian thought for half a second and finally spoke: "I got it right, 'Night after night, night after night', er, this word is not quite appropriate, then, let's sing 'Didi Didi Didi'."

"..."Liao Tingzuo.

“……”Liu Yifei.

“……” Zhong Hua was speechless.

“……”People around.

You're right, right?

Why do you realize something is wrong when you are talking?

Do you want to kill someone?
Liu Yifei had completely understood it at this time.

This Li Qingxian must be plotting against her!

He said he knows a little, look at him.

Not at all?
This is simply crushing the big names in the literary circle!
She was very surprised because Li Qingxian didn't look very old.

It’s good enough that he can sing, but how can he write poetry?

Li Qingxian picked up the three mooncakes handed over by Zhong Hua, "The three pictures have been matched, President Liao and President Zhong, I will not join in the fun."

After saying that, Li Qingxian took Sister Fei away.

"Master Liao, who is this young man?" Zhong Hua couldn't help but ask when he saw the two people leaving.

Liao Tingzuo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't know."

"You don't know either?" Zhong Hua was full of surprise: "But how do you know that he can match my first couplet?"

Liao Tingzuo told Zhonghua what he had just seen at the door.

Zhong Hua showed a look of surprise: "Darkness gave me eyes, and I use them to seek light. Is this what the young man just said?"

"That's right." Liao Tingzuo's eyes flashed with admiration, and he exclaimed: "He is indeed a young man with a bright future."

……

After leaving the calligraphy shop, Li Qingxian went to visit other shops.

On the way, he met the staff responsible for hosting the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Gala.

The Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival in the morning, noon and afternoon is just an appetizer before the show begins.

On this day, most people are expanding their social circles.

Tonight’s Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival is the highlight.

"Sister Fei, what poem should I choose tonight?"

For this competition, she specially wrote three Mid-Autumn Festival poems about this world.

The lyrics are: "Moonlight Song", "Homesickness Song", and "Tuan's Autumn".

He also studied these three poems specifically, researching their melodies and singing methods.

However, Li Qingxian hesitated for a long time and still couldn't decide what song to sing.

Liu Yifei said: "You are not the first one to go on stage, why are you in such a hurry? If someone else sings for you later, just pick one at random."

Li Qingxian pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "That makes sense, let's do as you say."

After dinner, Li Qingxian and his companions went to a pond.

Nearly a hundred people were sitting in the empty space.

In front of them is a simple but not boring stage.

"Everyone, I am Liao Tingzuo, the chairman of the Capital Poetry Conference, and I would like to invite all the guests present."

Li Qingxian heard a familiar voice and subconsciously raised his head.

It was Dean Liao, whom I had met before.

He didn't have a good impression of the new president.

But it's not that disgusting.

While eating a mooncake, Liu Yifei said, "Although Chairman Liao looks ordinary, he is actually a well-known university teacher in Beijing."

"Professor?" Li Qingxian was stunned. What does this mean?
When he came, he had already found Liao Tingzuo's information on the Internet.

But I didn't see that he was from Peking University.

"Yes." Liu Yifei smiled slightly: "In addition, he also has a high voice in the Writers Association. He is not just a full teacher."

"Even if he is the current president of the Writers Association, you have to call him 'Mr. Liao' when you see him.

Li Qingxian looked at Liao Tingzuo, with a strange look in his eyes.

A professor from Peking University, even if he is the president of the Writers Association, has to call him Mr. Liao when he meets him.

This person is a literary giant!
In one sentence, a word popped up in his mind: "Thighs!"

This is a good backer!
If he could follow in his footsteps, he wouldn't have to worry about becoming famous.

Liao Tingzuo delivered a speech and wrote two impromptu poems on the theme of Mid-Autumn Festival.

The audience burst into applause.

Soon after, the much-anticipated poetry contest and poetry competition began.

……

"Now, let's give a warm round of applause to welcome the first singer, Mr. Zou Jiafeng from the Capital Writers Association, who will present a newly created song, "Looking Forward to Mid-Autumn Festival"!"

Crackling!

A middle-aged man in his thirties slowly walked onto the stage.

As he walked, he looked at the moon in the sky with a dazed look in his eyes.

Then he slowly raised the microphone and uttered a low voice:

"The moon is at the zenith, the moon is at the zenith."

"I can't hear anything. Only when I see the moon can I know where the sun is."

"Mingyue knows what I'm thinking, send me a message quickly."

"I miss home, so I raise my glass and sigh."

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience burst into warm applause.

"What a good poem!" This is a very good poem.

“Although it’s just a simple five-word poem, the title of this poem is just right.”

"Also, in this poem, he also expressed his longing for his hometown and the fact that the only thing he could do was drink."

"Zou Jiafeng really invested a lot in this competition."

Hearing everyone's praise, Zou Jiafeng also let out a long sigh of relief.

All the efforts over the past two months have finally paid off!
When it comes to poetry, Li Qingxian is a complete layman.

If you ask him to copy poetry, he would have some knowledge.

However, he is far from being able to comment on a poem.

So, everyone was praising her, and Li Qingxian didn't think much about it, but simply cheered her on.

Liu Yifei, who was standing next to him, said, "Zou Jiafeng's father is a member of the Writers Association. His family is also a literary man, and he has a high status in the literary world."

Li Qingxian, who was standing by, was stunned when he heard this, and then asked Liu Yifei: "Sister Fei, why do I always feel that everyone of you is familiar to me?"

"So what?" Liu Yifei said righteously, "In our line of work, the most basic thing is to read people's expressions."

Li Qingxian didn't know what to say: "Uh."

you're right.

However, you know a lot of people.

Ever since he started working with Sister Fei, Sister Fei has always been so kind to him.

Among them, there are place names, locations, routes, names of people, life stories, and affiliated companies.

Many things are hard to find even on the Internet.

However, if he were to go find Sister Fei, he would most likely find what he wanted.

"Walking Guide", this is what Li Qingxian imagined Liu Yifei to look like.

Li Qingxian participated as a specially invited player and did not take part in the qualifying round of this event.

Normally, he would wait until all other contestants had finished their performance before going on stage.

What's more, there are a total of seven people in this game.

They are all here to take advantage of the popularity.

Li Qingxian was the last player on the team to play.

After about thirty minutes, all the ordinary contestants had finished reading.

"Now, please invite the special guest of this competition to present us with a beautiful poem!"

"Next, let's welcome our first contestant——"

Soon, Li Qingxian and others arrived.

The first person to come on stage took a deep breath and then walked quickly onto the stage.

"Dear audience, I am Cui Jinchuan, and I am bringing you a song called "Song of the Moon."

Then, a beautiful sound was heard.

The ordinary contestants all walked off the stage, and a group of scholars chatted and laughed.

They don't care at all about those who sing.

They have all heard that during this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, there will always be a group of celebrities who shamelessly come.

The purpose is to increase their own popularity through their activities.

However, this kind of behavior is exactly what these scholars cannot tolerate.

Therefore, over the years, they have always been indifferent to those artists.

When Li Qingxian heard Cui Jinchuan's singing, he was also slightly startled, and said to himself, "Then I can only miss home, let Brother Qiu choose."

It didn't take long.

"Now, it's time for our next game."

"Students, I have brought you a poem, which is the autumn of our team."

After half an hour.

"Next, is our sixth opponent."

"Dear audience friends, I bring you a poem about homesickness."

In the audience, Li Qingxian's face turned blue.

Whatever he fears will come to him.

In other words, before he went on stage, the other party had already sung all of his backup songs.

Liu Yifei was a little depressed: "Just quit the competition."

"Withdraw from the competition?" Li Qingxian was startled when he heard this, "..."

Liu Yifei said: "This is also a helpless move. The Mid-Autumn Poetry Festivals in previous years have always been like this."

"There are only so many poems for the Mid-Autumn Festival. You are unlucky to be ranked last, and all the songs have been taken away."

"Besides, we are not here specifically to record a variety show. Even if we withdraw midway, it won't have much impact on us."

Li Qingxian curled his lips.

He wasn't worried about how much trouble this incident would cause him.

He has been waiting for a day and a night. Is he going to quit the competition at this time?
"Don't even mention quitting, I'll do it myself!"

"What? You did it alone?" Liu Yifei was confused.

Li Qingxian nodded, “Sister Fei, can you give me a piece of paper and a piece of paper?”

"..."

Liu Yifei looked confused, but quickly took out a piece of paper and a piece of paper.

Li Qingxian stared at the people on the stage with unusual calmness.

In my previous life, there was a very famous poem called "Song of Water Melody".

It is not an exaggeration to describe it in one sentence.

These words, after being modified, became a beautiful song.

Soon, everyone memorized the song.

But this also led to something very interesting.

It is simply impossible for so many students to recite "Song of Water Melody".

But it would be even better if you could sing.

Li Qingxian is such a person.

As for why he asked Sister Fei to get a pen and paper, it was because he hadn't sung for a long time.

I was afraid that I would forget my lines as soon as I went on stage.

Taking advantage of this time, he decided to write down the book first.

"Here, this is the paper and pen you asked for." Liu Yifei gasped heavily, gasped heavily.

"Thank you." Li Qingxian took the pen and paper, and without saying much, he sat down at the small table beside him and started writing furiously.

Liu Yifei also followed him, stretching her head, not knowing what he was going to say.

Liu Yifei's eyes suddenly lit up.

"How could this be?"

Her eyes fell on Li Qingxian's profile, her face full of surprise.

But he was afraid of disturbing Li Qingxian, so he didn't say anything in the end.

She originally thought that what Li Qingxian meant by "creating one's own work" was to compose a poem.

With Li Qingxian's level, it is definitely not a difficult task for him to improvise five-character poetry.

If the difficulty is a little higher, seven-character poetry is still okay.

However, what she never expected was that Li Qingxian was actually writing poetry!

Moreover, judging from the current situation, the content of this issue seems to be quite long!
Li Qingxian wrote quickly without stopping for a moment.

The more Liu Yifei looked, the more shocked she was.

This, this was all his spur-of-the-moment idea?

What on earth is this guy thinking about!
It took Li Qingxian about two minutes to finish writing.

A song titled "Water Melody: When Will the Bright Moon Appear" by Qin Guan appeared in front of Qin Guan.

Liu Yifei saw that he was ready and was about to ask something, but at this time, the singer on the stage had finished singing.

"Now, let's welcome the seventh contestant with warm applause."

Li Qingxian took a look at the poem, then handed the paper and pen to Sister Fei: "Sister Fei, I won't bother you anymore. Please help carry it. I'll go upstairs."

After saying that, Li Qingxian ran towards the stage.

Liu Yifei stared at "Song of Water Melody" for a long time without saying anything.

……

Originally, the atmosphere on and off the court was completely different.

However, as Li Qingxian came on stage, the audience felt that the atmosphere had changed.

Many people were still discussing it with great interest, but when they saw Li Qingxian, they were dumbfounded.

They had all heard Li Qingxian talk about it for a lifetime, or had seen him easily guess the three couplets written by Chairman Zhong.

When Liao Tingzuo saw Li Qingxian, he was startled at first, then he smiled brightly:

"I really can't believe this young man is such a good actor."

"How does this look like an artist?" Zhong Hua asked in disbelief.

Shouldn't such a talented young man be born into a scholarly family?
How can this be called an actor?
He Yi walked onto the stage, bowed slightly to the audience, and then said: "Hello everyone, I would like to present to you a new work, "Water Melody·When Will the Bright Moon Appear?"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

"You wrote it yourself?"

“Artist-created?”

"Tsk, I think he paid first and then lied to me that he wrote it himself."

"The actor is so shameless, he really can do it."

The vast majority of people are pessimistic about Li Qingxian.

Only Liao Tingzuo and Zhong Hua had frowns on their faces.

The few people who had previously witnessed Li Qingxian's amazing skills suddenly became serious.

Li Qingxian didn't say anything more.

Since there was no BGM arranged in advance, he didn't even have any tools.

So she had to sing.

Oddly enough, although this poem is sung in a clear voice, it does not destroy the atmosphere of the poem.

He started singing.

"In a place where the moon is full, drink a glass of wine facing the sky."

"I don't know what year or month it is tonight."

The meaning in the poem and the scenery in the song.

In an instant, he dragged everyone into the picture he created.

Liao Tingzuo was shocked!

(End of this chapter)