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Elder Zheng opened his mouth and was about to say something.

Su Mo spoke again," In his position, he plans for his own politics.”

Alright then!

You're the boss, you have the final say!

You're amazing!

We don't dare to and can't do anything about it!

Everyone was instantly dejected and secretly glanced at Elder Zheng.

He realized that Elder Zheng also had an expression that said," Although I'm helpless, I have no choice but to accept it."

It was Elder Zheng's idea to stop Su Mo from going to the poetry competition.

He felt that Su Mo had been too eye-catching recently and needed to calm down.

He wanted to use the limelight of the China Poetry Competition to suppress Su Mo's popularity.

But before Elder Zheng and Su Mo could discuss this matter…

The news on the entire Internet came first.

Elder Zheng was already beating his chest and stamping his feet, but it was useless.

No one could stop Su Mo from doing what he wanted to do.

It was just that Elder Zheng had never given up.

But now, it was useless to not give up.

The first decision Su Mo made when he arrived at Tianhe Group was already known to everyone.

From today onwards, he would be in charge of the Tianhe Group. No one would want to show off in front of him because of their qualifications.

……

At the venue of the China Poetry Competition.

The golden generation of dozens of top universities gathered here.

The venue was brightly lit, and the judges invited were all the most powerful generation in the contemporary literary world!

All of them were literary masters who wrote books and biographies.

In the middle of the audience, the best seats were reserved for Su Mo, Lei Jun, and a few other tycoons.

These were the people invited by Lei Jun, and Su Mo sat in the center.

No one can surpass him.

The news of Su Mo's astonishing feat in Hangzhou was already known by everyone.

His status was naturally unparalleled.

The live broadcast across the country and the real-time interaction on Weibo caused the online and offline people to go wild!

"Ahhhh! The camera is on my idol!"

"Don't be agitated. I'm a staff member. I heard that there will be an interview.”

"F * ck, I'm almost blinded. What kind of godly lineup is this?”

"D * mn, this program team is too rich. It's so luxurious!”

"This is a lineup that you can't hire even if you have money, okay?”

"That's for sure. How could my Prince Charming become an audience for money?”

"But the production team is really proud!”

"I can't wait to start now!”

"Mr. Su is a top student at Hangzhou University. It'll definitely be interesting for Hangzhou to beat Shuimu this time.”

"Hahaha, although Hangzhou University is also very impressive, their literary attainments are still not good!”

"The camera is on Prince Charming.”

“……”

At this time, the show had already started to warm up, and the pre-match interview was naturally the center of the conversation.

"Thank you, Director Su, for coming to our show despite your busy schedule. May I ask, Director Su, what do you think of the current literary world?”

"No, I haven't."

The host was speechless.

Su Mo, I really don't have any opinions.

"Hahaha, Chairman Su, you're really humorous. What are your expectations for your alma mater, Hangzhou University, to fight Shuimu University?”

"Just work hard."

Su Mo's concise and comprehensive style made many hosts feel like their careers were threatened.

He even started to doubt if he was really suitable for this industry.

"Thank you for your opinion, Chairman Su. Then, may I ask Chairman Lei, how do you feel about the atmosphere at the venue?”

"Nervous and intense, right? Although it's a poetry competition, there's also a kind of tension.”

"Other than Chairman Su, who is so calm, I think everyone else is probably more excited.”

"Even I'm excited, hahaha.”

After a round of interviews, there was naturally a corresponding topic on the Internet.

"I don't know why, but the image of the Act Tough King that Boss Su gave me has been deeply rooted in my heart.”

"Plus, Boss Su, can you talk nicely?”

"Prince Charming has always been like this, okay? Even if he speaks the truth, is there anything wrong with that?”

"Boss Su, you can really tell that you have quite a personality, but this personality is easy to suffer.”

"Loser? I've never seen Boss Su suffer a loss.”

"Loser? 10086. Only when Boss Su makes others suffer.”

"Hahaha, I think Boss Su's personality is really interesting. There's nowhere to hide his hypocrisy.”

"Actually, Boss Su really doesn't like to socialize. He just likes to make money.”

"What are you talking about? Boss Su likes charity!”

“……”

The internet was bombarded with topics one after another, and it became a wild celebration for all the netizens.

……

"Hello to the viewers in front of the television. Welcome to the Chinese Poetry Competition.”

"For this competition, we have invited the champion of the first poetry competition, Hua Tang, who is a famous scholar in the current literary world, to be the judge.”

"The winner of the second poetry competition, the Chinese Literature Prize winner, Wen Yuan, will be the judge.”

"The runner-up of the first poetry competition, Wang Wei, the best-selling author for three years, will be the judge.”

"And our special guests, the vice president of the Chinese Literature Association, Liu Yuewen, and the president of the Chinese Poetry Association, Qu Lianhai.”

"The rules of this competition are for the two universities to compete against each other. They will be divided into two groups until the only champion is decided!”

"This time, the champion is not only chosen by the judges.”

"For the fairness of the competition, all the universities, as well as the audience inside and outside the venue, can participate in the voting!”

This was the first time such a rule had been set in the history of the poetry competition!

The netizens immediately noticed that a 'China Poetry Competition Voting Entrance' option had appeared on Weibo!

Instantly, everyone felt that this program was really too humane!

This was the first time in history!

All the netizens felt that they were too involved.

It was indeed fair and just!

"This poetry competition is too big!”

"F * ck, it's finally our turn to choose our favorite player!”

"Hahaha, this will be especially interesting.”

"It's all about strength. Looks like the Poetry Competition has learned its lesson. A few years ago, they were said to be shady, but this year, they're so angry that they directly came to vote.”

"Hahaha, it's true. I don't know where a group of illiterates came from last year to be so confident.”

"Yes, the first place was clearly expected by everyone, but in the end, there were trolls who said that it was shady.”

"I really don't know who gave them the courage.”

"This time, it's great. Everyone vote together. Whoever insults them will be done.”

“……”

……

The competition schedule of the China Poetry Competition was divided into two stages.

The first stage was a civil war between the two groups!

In order to make the show more enjoyable, Shuimu University and Hangzhou University were divided into two groups.

This place was a gathering of high schools, and many experts emerged one after another.

After the first round of the group competition, half of them had already been eliminated!

It was definitely a narrow road!

This arrangement also made the audience exclaim in satisfaction!

The clean and straightforward pace of the game was really satisfying!

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