There were a few other contestants like Wang Zhiwen.
After hearing the topic of parting, they all smiled.
Because before the competition, they were the same as Wang Zhiwen.
They all bet on this question.
Therefore, it was not difficult to write at this time.
As for the remaining contestants.
At this moment, he was frowning.
He began to recall himself and his family.
The scene of a friend parting.
At the same time.
When he saw that someone had already started writing.
The host at the venue also began to exclaim.
"Look, contestant number one, Wang Zhiwen, has already started writing after thinking for a few seconds!”
"As expected of a graduate student from Suzhou University's poetry major.”
"Look, a few more contestants have already started writing!”
"Tsk tsk, this poetry competition is really full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. I didn't expect these contestants to be so talented. The competition has only started for less than a minute, and three contestants have already started composing!”
The emcee stood on the stage.
He observed the situation at the scene.
He explained to the audience in the live broadcast room.
At this moment.
In the Poetry Competition's broadcast room and Little Dream's broadcast room.
He listened to the emcee's explanation.
Many netizens also became nervous.
These contestants were strong.
All of them had graduated from an advanced institution.
Especially that player called Wang Zhiwen.
He was also a literature major.
"F * ck, this Wang Zhiwen is actually so awesome. He's a graduate student of Suzhou University's poetry major?”
"Tsk tsk, this program is not bad. Even such a literary talent is participating!”
"Also, look at that player called number five. He's also amazing. He graduated from the Chinese University of Nanshi with a master's degree! One could imagine how high his literary attainment was!”
"What do you think of Almighty Su? Would he be able to stand out in this competition?”
"I don't think so. Although Almighty Su graduated from Huaqing University, he's the youngest and has the least knowledge, so he can't compare to these masters and graduate students!”
"Haha, I don't think so. Although these contestants are powerful, Almighty Su is definitely not weak. I believe that Almighty Su's poems are definitely better than theirs!”
"That's right! To be able to speak such high-level words, one can imagine Almighty Su's literary skills. Moreover, have you forgotten that Almighty Su used to tell us stories in ancient language before?”
As the competition began, the viewers in Xu Mengyi's live stream forgot about the goods they had brought and focused on the competition.
However, Su Xia, who was on the stage, would never forget them.
Five minutes had passed since the start of the match.
At the scene.
Some of the contestants had already finished writing this poem with the topic of parting.
He was savoring the poem he had written and correcting the inappropriate words in it.
Some of the contestants were still panting heavily, forcing themselves to say something.
Very quickly.
The camera turned to Su Xia.
When he saw Su Xia.
Everyone in the live broadcast room was shocked.
Because…
Five minutes passed.
Su Xia actually hadn't started writing yet.
This was not the most important thing.
Most importantly, Su Xia was not in a hurry at all.
This was hard to understand.
The other contestants who didn't have any thoughts were already sweating profusely.
Then, he looked at Su Xia, who was standing there calmly.
He didn't scratch his ears and cheeks, nor did he stomp his feet anxiously.
The audience couldn't guess what Su Xia was thinking at this moment.
Su Xia's thoughts at this moment were actually very simple.
He was thinking…
It was a poem related to parting and wine.
'It's hard to meet and it's hard to part. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.'
'The lonely sail's shadow in the distant blue sky is gone, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.'
'I advise you to drink another cup of wine.'
One poem after another related to parting flashed through Su Xia's mind.
Then, she suddenly opened her eyes and couldn't help but smile.
At this moment.
Eight and a half minutes had passed.
The host saw that Su Xia had yet to pick up her pen.
He could not help but feel a little anxious.
Su Xia, the great scholar who had been so popular recently.
He couldn't even write a poem about parting.
Wasn't this a slap to his face?
This is a live broadcast. If you don't work hard, your reputation as a scholar will be gone.
The two hosts had also seen Su Xia's video before.
When they finished watching the video, they were already convinced by Su Xia's talent.
In fact…
The two of them also placed an order to buy an exercise book each.
Now that she saw that Su Xia could not write a poem, she was naturally a little anxious.
However…
The most anxious thing at this moment.
It would definitely be the netizens in Xu Mengyi's live-stream.
Everyone was Su Xia's true fans.
Now, he saw that Su Xia had been slow to write.
He was really uneasy.
Moreover, everyone had already forgotten that this was a live streaming room.
The bullet comments all showed how anxious they were.
"Good luck! Almighty Su!"
"Great scholar, you can do it. You can even tell a story so well. Isn't it just a poem? Hurry up and start writing!"
"Oh my god, could it be that Almighty Su has no inspiration? After all, this was a competition. It was normal to be overly nervous and lack inspiration!”
"Nine minutes have passed. It's only one minute away. Su Xia, do your best. I believe you can do it!”
Just as everyone was anxiously cheering for Su Xia.
Suddenly, everyone saw Su Xia move.
Only to see.
Su Xia's eyes lit up.
Then, he began to write.
A classic poem from his previous life," Farewell to the Second Envoy of Yuan Dynasty ", was written down line by line.
Of course, the program team did not specify that the poem must be written down.
Therefore, Su Xia did not need to write the name of this poem.
This also avoided the awkwardness of not understanding the poem's title!
After all, no one knew who Yuan Er was or where Anxi was.
At this moment.
After seeing Su Xia write.
The netizens in the live broadcast room were boiling with excitement.
"F * ck, I'm finally starting to write! One minute left! Go, Almighty Su!"
"Little brother, you can definitely do it!”
"Su Xia, hurry up and write. It's almost time!”
“……”
Even the host was in disbelief.
Inspiration just came?
Last minute?
He looked at Su Xia as she lowered her head and wrote.
The two hosts were also extremely nervous.
There was not much time left.
Could Su Xia write a complete poem?
Time passed by.
At the last moment.
Su Xia finally put down the pen in her hand.
At the same time.
The timer at the side rang.
Seeing this scene.
All the viewers in the live broadcast room finally heaved a sigh of relief.
The host heaved a sigh of relief and picked up the microphone.
"Contestant, time's up!"
"Please hand over your poems to the staff!”
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