The audience flooded the bullet screen for a minute.
A minute passed.
Everyone finally calmed down.
Then, he realized that Su Xia was not in the live broadcast room at all.
"I'll throw it! Why wasn't Little Older Brother in his room? Where did he go?"
"Where's my Prince Charming? Did he go to the toilet? Come out quickly!”
"I came specially to see Little Brother, and you're telling me that he's not here?”
"If Almighty Su doesn't come out, I'm going to take the stage!”
She saw that Su Xia was not around.
Countless netizens started to threaten him.
Seeing this, Xu Mengyi was so anxious that she was about to cry.
It wasn't easy for him to have so many fans.
If the audience had all closed the game.
Then wouldn't he be back to the starting point?
Just as Xu Mengyi was about to cry from worry…
The broadcast of the poetry competition finally appeared.
Then, the audience finally stopped.
Because after seeing the content of the poetry competition.
All the viewers in the live broadcast room.
They were all stunned.
Poetry competition?
Why did he go astray again?
Aren't I a live streamer?
Why did the content of the poetry competition appear?
"Little Dream, why did our live broadcast go astray?”
"What is this poetry competition? Who can explain!"
"Eh? How did the goods in Xiao Huang's car turn into wine?”
The appearance of the poetry competition aroused the curiosity of the netizens.
Hence, everyone didn't bother to tease Little Dream anymore.
Seeing this.
Xu Mengyi was relieved.
The broadcast of the poetry competition was maximized.
As for himself.
It appeared on a small screen in the lower left corner.
"Dear family members!"
"Our live broadcast didn't go astray. We still brought goods!”
"The reason why I came here is because my cousin said!”
"He's bringing goods today. He's bringing them at this convention!”
When the audience heard Xu Mengyi's response, they wanted to clear up their doubts!
But why was he even more confused after hearing this response?
The live broadcast did not go astray. The ultimate goal of participating in the conference was to bring goods?
The audience couldn't figure it out, and Xu Mengyi couldn't explain it to them either.
However, it didn't matter now whether he could figure it out or not.
Because of Su Xia.
At this moment, it had already appeared in the live broadcast room of the poetry competition.
……
On the stage of the poetry competition.
There were originally eleven contestants.
Now, because of Su Xia's arrival.
There was one more.
And it was also because of this additional person.
At this moment.
The number of viewers watching this poetry and literature show.
It had already far exceeded the expectations of the program team.
One had to know.
The production team had started the broadcast an hour before.
That was why she sent out the news of Su Xia participating in the show.
However, it was during this hour.
In the livestream room that was originally expected to have less than 10,000 viewers.
Now, it had already soared to 100,000.
Standing backstage, Zhang Yang was laughing so hard that he was about to go crazy.
There was no need to talk about Su Xia's performance after that.
Right now, with the popularity that came with the opening…
Su Xia had already taken off with the poetry competition.
Of course, Su Xia did not know what Zhang Yang was thinking.
Otherwise, he would have shouted at Zhang Yang," Stop!"
He was so happy just like that?
Don't worry about it, wait until I perform in all kinds of ways, then you can watch?
The number of people in the live broadcast room was still soaring.
At the same time, the sky rose.
The male and female hosts finally stepped onto the stage.
"This is the exchange session for the Chinese Poetry Competition!”
"Hello everyone, I am the host, Wang Tao.”
"Hello everyone, I am the host, Xu Jiao.”
"Now, let the two of us introduce you.”
"The rules of this poetry competition.
"There are four rounds in total!"
"Every round of the competition will be based on the content specified by the organizer!”
"There is no limit to the meter or the number of words in the poem!”
"Each round is limited to ten minutes. In ten minutes, the contestants will finish writing the poem they think of. Then, five professional judges will vote on the spot!”
"The five judges will have one vote per round!”
"The final winner will be decided based on the final votes.”
"Alright, everyone is clear about the rules of the competition!”
"Now, let me introduce the contestants.”
"There are a total of eleven contestants in this competition, and each of them is an extremely talented and outstanding youth!”
"Contestant number one, Wang Zhiwen, twenty-five years old, graduated from Suzhou University, poetry major!”
"Contestant number two, Zhao Gang, 28 years old, graduated from Yijiang University with a Master of Arts!”
"Contestant number three, Wu Liu, thirty-one years old, graduated from Nanwen University with a master's degree!”
“……”
"Contestant number eleven, Su Xia, twenty-three years old, graduated from Huaqing University!”
With the introduction of the host, the information of each contestant was revealed to everyone.
The eleven contestants were all top students.
In fact, in terms of academic qualifications, Su Xia was actually the weakest among this group of people.
The others were all graduate students or masters. Only Su Xia was a university graduate.
However…
Su Xia was also the youngest among this group of people.
According to age.
Su Xia had reached their age.
It wasn't that they couldn't reach the same level of education as them.
While the netizens were shocked.
The contestants stood in their designated positions according to their rankings.
The five judges sat down.
The host said again.
"Now, I will announce the first round of competition. The topic of the contestants is-farewell!
"The competition begins now. Ten minutes countdown!”
Farewell?
The emcee finished speaking.
The contestants on the stage fell into deep thought.
He began to think about this question carefully.
With parting as the topic, how should he create?
At this moment.
Many of the contestants on the stage frowned.
To be honest.
Writing a poem in ten minutes was a huge challenge for everyone.
One was to test the knowledge of the players, and the other was to test the players 'adaptability.
However…
Wang Zhiwen, the number one contestant.
He smiled.
This was extremely simple for him.
With parting as the topic.
Wang Zhiwen had thought of this question before the competition.
Therefore, it was a piece of cake for him to write.
After thinking for a few seconds, he picked up his pen and wrote.
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