Reckless man of entertainment who started from a novel

Chapter 210 "The Makeup Table" starts the final clarion call! 【For subscription】

One p.m.

Li Xiang walked slowly to the headquarters of Modern Poetry, and handed over the invitation to enter.

In the huge headquarters on the first floor, there are cameramen from major TV stations all around preparing for the live broadcast.

On the high platform, five judges took their seats.

Among them is Yao Chongguang, the president of the Modern Poetry Association!

Li Xiang randomly found a corner seat in the back row and sat down.

When the contestants sitting around saw Li Xiang, they immediately got up and moved away, leaving a large area around.

Seeing this, Li Xiang shrugged.

He doesn't care about the attitude of these people who are afraid to avoid them, so that they can still be clean.

Opening ceremony.

host.

Speeches by leaders.

The routines before these games were all carried out.

The leader is nothing more than talking about some scenes, and there is no shortage of people who flatter and applaud.

He put his hands in his pockets and narrowed his eyes.

The opening ceremony took longer than he thought, and it was not completely over until around 02:30 in the afternoon.

After emphasizing their own existence, this group of middle-aged and elderly leaders also sat on the judging table with satisfaction.

"The following modern poetry conference, the main competition is about to begin!"

"The first level of the race - climbing!"

The host took the microphone to introduce the rules of the game. Li Xiang rubbed his sleepy eyes, sat up, and looked at the rules of the game on the big screen.

[Ascend: Ten scenes will be set up next, and the contestants can choose one of them. According to the scene layout, everyone chooses three items in any scene to improvise! 】

[Scoring criteria: judges score, the five judges of the on-site jury group score in turn, subtract the lowest score, subtract the highest score, and the final score is the final score of the contestant! 】

[The ten scenes are respectively—the battlefield, the wine cup, the boudoir, the peach grove, the rice field, the school...]

[Competition time: [-] minutes! 】

[Completion condition: improvise three modern poems! 】

[Elimination: Out of the [-] contestants in the first level, [-] will be eliminated, and there will only be one final winner at the end of each scene! 】

Speaking of scene setting, it is actually something similar to a simulated sand table.

It is similar to the real estate sand table that I saw when I went to the sales center to see the house, but it looks quite realistic.

"Eh?"

Li Xiang touched his chin and nodded:
"This is quite interesting!"

Many contestants have already stood in front of their respective scene sand tables one after another.

The sand table Zhen Shenshen chose was the school, and there was no one around her.

After all, who doesn't know that Zhen Shenshen's father is Master Zhen!
The tiger's butt can't be touched!

Especially the problem with this competition mechanism, there can only be one winner in a scene.

Zhen Shenshen won, but life was lost!
But in this way, anyone with a discerning eye knows.

Zhen Shenshen was just going through the motions. Judging from the current scene, she has almost been sent to the second round!
Li Xiang stood up and walked forward unsteadily.

Almost all of the other nine sand tables had many contestants.

Li Xiang looked around and exchanged deep glances with Zhen, the little girl just raised her head and snorted disdainfully.

Ha ha!

Li Xiang turned his head and walked towards the boudoir scene.

For some reason, this scene has the largest number of people and is the most exciting!

A total of 100 people, 17 people chose the boudoir scene, including him, a total of 18 people!

"Damn it, this boss wouldn't choose a boudoir, would he?"

"Don't come here!"

"It's over, it's over, it's just a joke, my chance of qualifying is as slim as the national football team..."

Regarding Li Xiang's choice, some people are happy and some are worried.

And the cameraman is not too big a deal to watch the excitement.

He knew who was the most popular in this scene, so he kept chasing after Li Xiang to shoot.

Players are not allowed to broadcast live in the main match, and this is the only channel through which spectators can watch the match.

Inexplicably, the ratings of the TV station's live broadcast are rising steadily.

In the starting studio.

Lao Wu turned on the projector, and everyone was watching the live broadcast together.

Even Liu Li, who is usually busy with work, took the time to cheer for Li Xiang with everyone today.

Chen Chen: "The boudoir?"

Chen Jing: "Isn't this scene difficult to write?"

"I feel that the writing style of the great god seems to be quite suitable. Don't forget that the great god is a master of pure love! It's normal to write about love and love!"

Seeing Li Xiang's choice, Liu Yongxi helped her idol explain.

"Xixi, if you explain it like this, it makes sense!" Yingzai analyzed solemnly:
"Ascending the heights is the first level of the main competition, and 90.00% of the people must be eliminated."

"Moreover, it takes [-] minutes to improvise three modern poems. For others, it is quite difficult, but for a great god, I don't think it is difficult!"

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult!" Lao Wu pointed to the jury and said:

"But the final scorers are those from the Modern Poetry Association. I always feel that if this happens, the reckless will suffer!"

"That's right..." Liu Li nodded.

The scene of the game.

The 5-minute scene selection time is up!

on the jury.

Zhao Baili, the old chairman of the Writers Association who is about to retire, was also invited by Yao Chongguang this time.

Zhao Baili looked at the audience.

There is no one in front of Zhen Shenshen's scene, and Li Xiang's scene has the largest number of people, but except for Li Xiang who seems to have not woken up, everyone else is in mourning.

He smiled slightly, turned to Yao Chongguang and said, "Is that the daughter of Master Zhen?"

"Yes!"

"The scene is a bit ugly!" Zhao Baili said with emotion:
"But no matter how ugly it is, it's not as ugly as Li Xiang's side. Others feel ashamed!"

"Ha ha……"

Yao Chongguang knew that he couldn't hide this careful thought from the old chairman, so he just smiled and said nothing.

Who knows.

Zhao Baili went on to say:

"Xiao Yao, I know why you asked me to come, so I will give you this face."

"However, listen to my advice, a person like Li Xiang can get to this point without relying on a good father, so you don't have to fight against him!
"Pull him in, the cake is still big, there is no shortage of his bite."

Zhao Baili looked at Yao Chongguang and said, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"Eh, eh, I understand!"

Yao Chongguang was in front of so many people, of course it was not easy to refute the face of the old chairman.

But who doesn't know that Li Xiang is the person of Li Yu, the head of the Tennis Association?
Although this cake is big, it is impossible to distribute it to irrelevant people for no reason, right?
"Love whoever you want!" Zhao Baili was full of emotion in his heart. As the old chairman, he had said all of this, and whether they listened or not was another matter!
He just wants to sit in the chairman's seat safely, spend the last year, retire and have a grandchildren, isn't it more enjoyable than being involved in these things?
The host saw that the contestants had selected the scene, and then said:

"The [-]-minute countdown starts now!"

"Jingle Bell!"

The game officially begins!
The hood above the scene was pulled away, and everyone hurriedly observed, hoping to find their favorite target and make a poem in the shortest possible time.

The boudoir scene is simple and simple, but also complicated.

It was nothing more than an embroidered bed, a pair of women's shoes, and an old-fashioned hand dresser by the window, with the window wide open.

Very old-fashioned, very traditional ancient boudoir style.

Li Xiang looked around, and the contestants around found that Li Xiang was watching him, and quickly laughed, as if they were waiting for Li Xiang to start first.

"Oh~"

Li wanted to know roughly, these people were afraid that they would collide with the items they chose.

After all, Li Xiang is here, so there is no doubt about who No.1 is.

But even if they are eliminated, there is still a ranking, right?
In order to lose better, they would rather wait for Li Xiang to finish his choice before starting.

"Then I choose first?" Li Xiang asked.

"You choose, you choose!"

"It's time for you to choose, we're just running with you, don't worry."

said the crowd.

"That!"

Li Xiang walked up to the boudoir scene and looked at it carefully.

at this time.

Fans watching this game feel proud!

"See? This is the dominance of the sword god!"

"Chunlai, if I don't speak first, who dares to make a sound? It fully embodies the domineering power of the ancient poem "Sword God!"

"Three poems, three full poems, I really look forward to what kind of poems the Sword God will write!"

In just 3 minutes, Li Xiang had chosen the target, and selected the dressing table on the electronic display beside him.

Like a hyena that has smelled prey, the cameraman quickly aimed at Li Xiang to shoot.

【Dressing table】

【Because I dreamed that I was a mirror】

【Sinking into the sea, he will also be a mirror】

[A girl picks it up]

【She will put on her dressing table】

【Because this place is a dressing table】

【No sorrow】

"Dressing table?" Zhao Baili murmured, "Sorrowful?"

Yao Chongguang saw that Li Xiang had completed the first song, and glanced at Zhen Shenshen from the corner of his eye, secretly anxious.

He can only guarantee that Zhen Shenshen will enter the finals, but he cannot guarantee that the limelight and everyone's attention will not be snatched away by others.

When Zhen Shenshen saw that Li Xiang had finished the first poem, she immediately snorted coldly, walked to the electronic display, and wrote her first modern poem.

In the literary society.

Pang Feng simply opened the Douyin live broadcast this time.

Many fans of Li Xiang have already entered the live broadcast room with ease, waiting for Pang Feng's explanation.

As soon as the first song "Dressing Table" came out, many fans couldn't wait for Pang Feng to give an explanation.
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[Because this place is a dressing table, there must be no sorrow, I can't say, what's good, but I think this poem is so beautiful in my heart! 】
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[Yeah, the sword god's heart is too delicate, right?As expected of a master of pure love! 】
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[I have goosebumps all over my body. This poem does not have any hostility, but it expresses the melancholy of a boudoir woman! 】
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[Where is Pang Feng?Appreciate it quickly, please explain, this question is too difficult, I can't do it! 】
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[Sword God is really comprehensive, no matter what style he can control, he is handsome, and he licks the screen! 】

Pang Feng was not idle either. After reading it carefully, he gave his explanation——

[Pang Feng: Judging from the whole poem, the superficial level is to tell a story of erotic love, a novel of martyrdom, expressing a kind of humbleness and infatuation in love.On a deeper level, this is a reasoning poem or a philosophical poem, discussing a question of "what is beauty"! 】

[Pang Feng: "Mirror" and "dream" are mentioned in the poem. The mirror is flawless, smooth and perfect, so it can play the role of reflection.The mirror illuminates the girl's face, here is a Buddhist philosophy of form and emptiness, emptiness is form, the mirror is emptiness, and only then can one understand the form in front of the mirror. 】

【Pang Feng; and the existence of the mirror is only to illuminate others, which is a kind of great love and a kind of sublime beauty.But in the first line of the poem, in the dream, I dreamed that "I" turned into a mirror. The whole poem is actually a dream, and the dream itself is beautiful, a kind of illusory imagination, and emptiness is the scenery! 】

(End of this chapter)