Other than Yu Changfeng, there were also Woody and Yang Jin.
Woody was quite famous in the world of poetry. She had published a few poems and had sold quite well.
As for Yang Jin, according to Wang Xin, she was a student of Guan Haiya, the president of Hua Country's Poetry Association. She was quite good.
Moreover, Yang Jin was also beautiful. She had gained a lot of readers through the Poetry Competition.
"Finally, let's invite our two newcomers for this episode. They are Yi Yu and Su Yun.”
The moment Sha Beining finished speaking, the entire stadium erupted in cheers.
Whether it was the public judges or the audience, their state was completely different from before.
"Su Yun!"
"Su Yun, I love you!"
"Su Yun, you're the best. Be my godson. I'll let you work less for twenty years!”
The shouts were intense, and the audience was extremely emotional.
"It seems that our contestant Su Yun is very popular with everyone. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that I had to host, I might have also raised my sign to cheer.”
"Contestant Su Yun's 'Ordinary Road' is really great.”
Sha Beining said with a smile as he looked at Su Yun.
As for the other contestants on the stage, they were somewhat unhappy.
Su Yun's popularity was too high.
It was simply terrifying.
That earth-shattering shout had never appeared on the stage of the 'Poetry Competition'.
Backstage, the real-time data was also handed to the director, Jiang Pin.
Looking at the viewership ratings, Jiang Pin was a little stunned.
1.5 The viewership ratings.
Moreover, this number was rapidly increasing as Su Yun appeared.
Even for the last season's grand finals, the viewership ratings were only 2.3%.
The viewership ratings for a promotion match like this were usually maintained at around 1.
Su Yun's arrival had forcefully pulled the viewership ratings up by 0.5. It was simply terrifying.
What was even more terrifying was that if this trend continued, the viewership ratings for this episode of the Poetry Competition might even break 2%.
"Give Su Yun more shots." Jiang Pin immediately ordered.
The increase in viewership ratings was definitely directed at Su Yun. As the executive director of " Poetry Competition," Jiang Pin was clear about this.
Compared to the television viewership ratings, the live broadcast of the Poetry Competition had already reached tens of millions of viewers.
In the past, it was at most six or seven million.
When Su Yun arrived, it was almost doubled.
Below the live broadcast, the bullet comments were even more brutal.
It had only been a short ten minutes since the broadcast, but the number of bullet comments had already reached 700,000. It had simply set a new record for the Poetry Competition.
"I didn't expect Little Brother Su Yun to be so photogenic.”
"Hahaha, I'm looking forward to it."
"Previous poster, don't get your hopes up. Su Yun is just a singer. She will definitely be eliminated.”
"I agree. Su Yun, a so-called celebrity who has been hyped up, is just a fleeting cloud.”
"He can even write poems? I just laughed."
"If Su Yun can advance, then it's definitely a f * cking conspiracy.”
" Brainless hater, Su Yun scram!"
The bullet comments were always divided into two factions. One faction praised Su Yun, while the other faction belittled Su Yun.
Of course, Su Yun did not know this. He had already entered the venue and sat in the exclusive seat for the newcomers.
He sat on the left while Yi Yu sat on the right.
Opposite him and Yi Yu sat three arena guardians.
The host, Sha Beining, gave a brief introduction and the competition officially began.
"First, it's the first round.”After Sha Beining finished speaking, the hostess carried a large red box over.
"Next, let's invite Elder Song to draw the topic of this poem.”
"The newcomer and the defender will create at the same time.”
"The time limit is fifteen minutes."
"After the creation is completed, the judges and the public judges will score. If the scores of the two newcomers can exceed any of the defenders, they will get one point.”
Soon, Sha Beining finished explaining the general rules.
At the same time, Queenie stood up and reached into the cardboard box.
After fiddling with it a few times, Queenie took out a small ball and handed it to Sha Beining.
"The title of this poem is Wei Qing.”
The audience exclaimed in surprise. The name question was a difficult one.
"I don't think I need to introduce Wei Qing.”Sha Beining said with a smile," A famous general of the Han Dynasty. He made an extremely glorious contribution to the Han Dynasty's expedition to Mobei and the defeat of the Xiongnu.”
Hearing Sha Beining's words, Su Yun was also stunned. This was equivalent to Wei Qing from her world.
"Now, the countdown begins. Everyone, please begin your creation.”
Su Yun turned her head and glanced at Yi Yu.
Yi Yu had a smile on her face and looked full of confidence.
It seemed that Queenie had already told him about this question.
It was even very likely that Queenie had already written a poem about Wei Qing for Yi Yu.
Otherwise, Yi Yu would not have revealed such a victorious smile.
As time passed, the other four people were all writing furiously. As for Su Yun, her right elbow was on the table, and her palm was supporting her chin. She looked like she was thinking.
"Hahaha, has Su Yun given up?”
"What did I say? She was just a small internet celebrity, yet she was still participating in the poetry competition! Ridiculous!"
"I'm afraid Su Yun will embarrass herself in front of the entire country.”
"What is this kid doing!" In Wang Xin's residence, the old man slammed the table and frowned.
If Su Yun did not start writing, fifteen minutes would pass.
Even if you write badly, it's better than not writing at all.
"Old Wang, is this the young man you recommended? That's not good either." Beside Wang Xin sat an old man.
She was about the same age as Wang Xin.
It was Guan Haiya, the president of Hua Country's Poetry Association.
At the same time, he was also Yang Jin's mentor.
"What's the hurry? It's not time yet.”Wang Xin snorted.
Old Man Guan, what are you so proud of? Su Yun is just looking for a feeling, do you understand?
Writing poems was the most important thing.
When Su Yun makes it, she will definitely kill your student named Yang Jin in seconds.
"Four minutes and thirty seconds left." Guan Haiya said.
The muscles on Wang Xin's face twitched. Su Yun brat, why don't you write?
Bring out the state you were in during the ancient poetry competition at Ningcheng University!
He wanted to let Guan Haiya, this old grandson, see what a poetry genius was and what good poems were.
Of course, Wang Xin wasn't the only one who was anxious. Sheng Xiaoyou and Song Lijun were sitting on the sofa in Room 301, Block 6, Nanyuan Estate, staring at the television.
"Song Lijun, what happened to Su Yun? Why aren't you writing? Sigh, I'm so anxious.”
"Maybe I don't have any inspiration." Song Lijun thought for a moment and said. Writing poems definitely required inspiration.
It was Su Yun's first time on a show, so it was inevitable that she would be nervous. It was normal for her to have no inspiration.
"Then what should we do!"
"If I can't write it, the haters will definitely jump out again.”
"My little Su Su is so miserable."
"Don't participate in such programs in the future. Singing well is better than anything else.”
Sheng Xiaoyou kept talking.
Song Lijun shook her head helplessly. Sheng Xiaoyou, when did Su Yun become your little Su Su?
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