I am the king of hard rice

Chapter 167

Trinity Studio.

"Ah~ sneeze!"

Li Peifeng was chatting and eating with everyone, when he sneezed suddenly, he didn't take it seriously, he just went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then went back to eat.

"What time will it open in the afternoon?"

"It's set at six o'clock. After dinner, let's go outside and shoot a video."

"Sister Yue, which one to shoot? The three-pointer or the dunk?"

"The one who shoots three-pointers at midcourt and then dances hip-hop. It's a bit difficult to dunk. Can you guys finish class this afternoon and see if you can shoot."

"it is good."

There were a lot of people in the room, and it was very lively. For some reason, Li Peifeng always felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't even have any appetite for eating, so he simply chatted and got involved: "Have you had any refereeing games recently? The hype of the most beautiful referee can now start preparations. "

"No." Wu Wenyue shook her head and said, "The CUBA competition just ended in October this year, and it won't start until next spring."

"What about the CBA? Or the WCBA (Women's Basketball League One)?"

"I'm not qualified to referee that kind of game."

Wu Wenyue sighed: "You need an international-level and national-level referee certificate. I am a first-level referee. One of the conditions for taking the national-level referee is to be a first-level referee for two years. I am still more than half a year away. And Even if you have a national certificate, you may not be sanctioned, you have to..."

Wu Wenyue pointed to the top, raised her eyebrows and said, "Understood?"

"There must be someone up there?"

Li Peifeng was puzzled: "Isn't the person above you just me?"

Of course he didn't say that. With so many people present, Wu Wenyue had a thin skin and was easily shy.

"If it doesn't work, let's take part in a city-level competition first, or a competition within a university." Li Peifeng suggested: "The sooner this character setting is established, the better the effect."

"I think so too. Recently, a teacher from the Sports Institute told me that there is a basketball game jointly organized by the government and a state-owned enterprise that needs referees in early November. He may take me to referee at that time..."

When the two were chatting, Li Peifeng's cell phone rang, and the caller was Bai Xiaoyang. He was slightly taken aback when he heard what the other party said after he picked it up.

"Let me be the judge of the love poetry contest? Is it not good for me to be both a judge and a contestant?"

"It's okay, there are more than a dozen judges, you are definitely not qualified to review your work, come quickly, Room 03 on the 205rd floor."

"Wait a minute, let me discuss with my secretary whether I can change my itinerary."

"Secretary? Do you still have a secretary? Do you want me to send a car to pick you up?"

After Bai Xiaoyang finished teasing, he hung up the phone.

Li Peifeng looked at Wu Wenyue, who didn't care about it: "Go ahead, you won't be able to help you make a video later, just come back before the meeting."

"Okay." Li Peifeng speeded up the meal, but several people in the studio laughed:

"Brother Feng, some of us have also contributed to the love poetry contest!"

“Keep that in mind when reviewing.”

"I heard that if you win the award, it will be published in the magazine, and there will be a contribution fee of [-] to [-]. If I win the award, I will treat you to dinner, Brother Feng!"

"Don't talk about that, I am impartial, I am upright!"

Li Peifeng was confused, quickly finished his meal and rushed to school.

He is also very curious about what kind of poems contemporary college students can write. The charm of the words is endless. It doesn't matter whether the poems are good or bad.

"There are so many people."

Li Peifeng stepped into the classroom and found that there were fifteen or six men and women sitting in the front row of the room, all bowing their heads at their desks, holding a pen and making corrections in a notebook, and the selection seemed to have begun.

"finally come?"

A handsome guy with a height of about 1.8 meters, a thin figure, and a face like a crown jade approached with a smile on his face, and handed Li Peifeng a book printed on A4 paper: "This is a book of poetry, do you have a pen?"

"Pleasant Goat, you know me well. I, Yushu Linfeng Li Peifeng, can go out without a coat, but I must carry a pen in my pocket!"

Li Peifeng couldn't help saying that he took the notebook with one hand, reached into his arms with the other, and took out a pen as if by magic.

"I understand, I understand, I have to pretend to be Bo Yi even if I freeze to death!"

Bai Xiaoyang is about 1.8 meters tall, wearing jeans and a white shirt, his name is just like his name, his skin is very fair, his appearance is very sunny, and he has an optimistic personality. Happy sheep.

"No kidding."

Li Peifeng flipped through the book roughly, and said seriously, "What's going on?"

"This time is the second review. There are 58 poems in the book, all of which have passed the audition and are eye-catching. Each judge needs to nominate ten favorite poems from it, write down the author's name or poem title, and then discuss with everyone , send the ten most nominated songs to the finals, put them online for students to vote, and finally rank according to the number of votes."

"Understood!"

"Also, you are not allowed to nominate yourself." Bai Xiaoyang grinned and said, "You have two poems that passed the audition."

"Extremely honored."

Li Peifeng nodded not surprised, took his notebook to look for a seat, and saw Shen Liao and Bai Qingchuan sitting together, he couldn't help but also walked to sit near the two of them.

These two are both members of the literary club, and it is only natural for them to be judges of the competition.

"Heroes are here too, is there anything you like better?"

"Have."

Bai Qingchuan looked at the poem book with a solemn expression, and said seriously, "But I won't say it!"

Li Peifeng was shocked: "Hey, are you just playing?"

Shen Liao looked upright: "Seriously, what occasion is this? Reviewing and grading, before the discussion session, the judges are not allowed to communicate with each other to prevent fraud!"

Li Peifeng hummed: "Brother Shen's lesson is... But I still want to ask, is the poem written by your kid eliminated during the audition? Otherwise, you will definitely ask me to raise your hand secretly now."

Shen Liao's face froze, and Bai Qingchuan laughed and answered for him: "Brother Shen wrote six poems, but he didn't write any of them. Many students called him the 'carriage return poet'. You can put your hands down as usual."

"Oh~ that's such a pity!" Li Peifeng said in a long voice, and began to read the poetry book while laughing.

Shen Liao was full of resentment, complaining about "Entering the carriage, a poet is also a poet", "Everyone who can enter the carriage, everyone is a poet", "Those who deify the title of poet will be executed", and then dismissed "There are thousands of personal aesthetics, poetry How can Ge Fu be ranked?" "My poems are not eliminated, they are just a small audience that no one appreciates."

Li Peifeng ignored it, and calmly entered the state of reading, flipping through the poetry book from the beginning.

The theme of this love poetry competition is open. The so-called love can be about nature, the country, life, family, friendship, love... and college students and young people mostly write about the latter; love.

"Mr. said that poetry should be written from beginning to end"

"I look at the swaying flowers outside the window"

"But wrote you, you, you, you"

- Michelin tires
"The light yellow lights put our shadows on the ground"

"I reach out"

"Shadows reach out too"

"This is the only touch we have"

—— Wangcai

"Following you silently"

"Beyond Shadows"

"And I"

——Northern Chinese Division's No. [-] Grudge
These stinky licking dogs!Nothing but unrequited love?
Li Peifeng has no empathy, and while turning the pages, he sighed in disappointment: "Are these 58 poems all thickened and sticky? The whole world is engaged in economics, but we are still talking about love. College student pills!"

"Thicken the corn?"

Shen Liao didn't know what to think of, he shivered, and felt a chill: "You tell me it's disgusting!"

"Hiss~ha~"

Bai Qingchuan silently took out a small jug from his arms, took a sip, and let out a sigh of relief: "School grass, please read the second song on page No.11, you should like it very much."

"Is it?"

Li Peifeng became interested, quickly turned to the designated page, glanced at it, and said aloud in his heart.

"Hate the wind in the world"

"Hate the scum in the world and never die"

"Go to hell"

——The woman who slashed Li Peifeng

"Fuck!"

Li Peifeng cursed secretly, and directly crossed the poem, cursing: "This is not acceptable. If you don't say whether the content is healthy or not, the pseudonym is against the rules. This may be some scumbag who threatened me. The audition should put her It's eliminated!"

"I think it's pretty good." Shen Liao had a smirk on his face.

"What a fart!"

Li Peifeng directly took a look at the list of nominations on his desk, and then got up to look at the list of Bai Daxia, but he didn't see this poem, so he was relieved: "Very good, judge impartially, don't spoof, our literature club It is still necessary to maintain normal literary aesthetics.”

Bai Xiaoyang strolled over with his hands behind his back, knowing what he was talking about, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, just choose your poem, and it will be done before five o'clock today."

Li Peifeng glanced at him: "Pleasant Goat, you put it in the second trial on purpose, just to see my lazy joke, right?"

"Hey, you're right!"

Bai Xiaoyang laughed and said, "If you don't come today, this poem might really be in the top ten for the students to vote for."

"Then I don't think the Literature Club wants any face!"

Li Peifeng waved people away and continued to review manuscripts. He didn't really want to nominate them. Some of them seemed to be very good, but he always felt that there was something missing. There was no surprise at first sight. Simply put, there was no empathy.

Just kept reading and reading, and when it was past four o'clock in the afternoon, Li Peifeng also read the last two pages of the poem book, and he finally found a poem that could touch his heart;

"We fell in love in a dream"

"Abreast of the world on horseback"

"I dance the rivers and lakes sword, you hold the string of tenderness"

"The clear water by the lake takes care of the butterflies"

"The bonfire blazes wildly"

"Look at the stars falling into your eyebrows"

"The moon's heartbeat for you is not limited to every day after waking up from the dream"

Li Peifeng savored it carefully a few times, and the more he read it, the more he felt that the picture depicted in this poem was inexplicably familiar, including the emotions in it, he could fully understand it!

Li Peifeng subconsciously looked at the signature of the poem, two words; "Anonymous"

It's interesting to hide your head and show your tail...

"Joyful, old white!"

Li Peifeng vaguely had the answer in his mind, but he still stood up and grabbed Bai Xiaoyang, holding the poem book in his hand, pointing to the poem and asking, "Do you know who submitted this manuscript?"

Bai Xiaoyang looked at him, looked down at the poem carefully, shook his head and said, "I don't know, only this one among the 58 poems is not signed, and there is no contact information left."

"Then how did she submit the manuscript?"

"TT mailbox." After Bai Xiaoyang answered, he said with a smile: "I wanted to add her TT friend at the time, ask her what her name is, and later choose a good publishing fee, but she doesn't seem to agree. But it doesn't matter, I I feel that this poem is mediocre, probably not in the top ten... What, you like it very much?"

Li Peifeng showed hesitation: "I don't like it, it is very special." After speaking, he said directly: "Tell me her TT number."

"Then I'll look for it."

Bai Xiaoyang let out a cry, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the software of TT mailbox. After swiping the screen for a while, he clicked on it: "No, this is the number."

"6850...Okay, you should be busy." Li Peifeng wrote down silently, turned back to his seat and turned on TT with his mobile phone.

Click to add friends.

Enter the account number.

Add to……

No need to add, already a friend!

"Cloud heart and moon nature."

Li Peifeng looked at the search results displayed on the screen, laughed silently, and said in his heart that he didn't expect you to be such an old Zhao?That's how I caught you!

……

At the gate of AllBright apartment complex, it was the time when classes were over, and most of the students of North China Normal University who lived in this complex also left school and returned to the rental houses.

Just beside the road, a white new energy BMW sedan was parked in an inconspicuous corner.

Sitting in the car, Zhao Qingge scanned the crowd, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself, "I didn't expect that, I really didn't expect that, you better not let me catch you."

(End of this chapter)