I'm not a big star

Chapter 549 I'm Pretentious

(The second update is here! How about some tickets?)
Lights, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

Jiang Xiaoyu and Wanyue are still in the PK, adding a bit of inexplicable fighting spirit to the stage. The sounds of the guzheng and pipa are unexpectedly very well matched.

Inexplicably, Liu Feifei compared Chu Qing with Ouyang Hua.

Ouyang Hua has always been talented, has always been arrogant and coquettish, has always been the focus of everyone's attention when he was studying, and has always been a majestic character!

But Chu Qing was not like this. When he was studying, Chu Qing was always unknown. If he hadn't stepped into the entertainment industry suddenly, even other people would not have noticed this person's talent at all!
Yes, talent!
However, now the talent suddenly exploded.

There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone...

Liu Feifei suddenly chanted these two lines of poetry softly, her beautiful eyes stared at Chu Qing on the stage.

Chu Qing is so beautiful, so conspicuous and dazzling.

"Yaozhi is not snow... because of the dark fragrance..."

Chu Qing narrowed her eyes.

He remembered the scene when Ouyang Hua was reciting poems.

It seems that it can be plagiarized!

Wait, is the word plagiarism too serious?

I am imitating, this is borrowing!

Then, Chu Qing began to learn from it, imitating Ouyang Hua's movements.

While chanting the last two sentences, Ouyang Hua suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

Nima!

Ouyang Hua wanted to scold her!

Isn't this what I do when I read poetry?
You, imitate my actions?

He looked around, but found that there were no other eyes from the people around, and the eyes of the people around, including the few old people on the stage, were full of emotion and admiration...

Moreover, inexplicably, Ouyang Hua felt a sense of irony.

I know it's not snow...

what is snow
something white, immaculate...

Ouyang Hua's previous poems always carried snow, and used snow to set off a person's spotless.

However, Chu Qing said these two words very straightforwardly, this is not Xue.

No matter how handsome, good-looking, temperamental, and excellent you are, I am not you.

Because you can't exude a wafting fragrance, no matter how beautiful the snow is, there is no fragrance, no matter how handsome you are, no matter how temperamental you are, you are just an embroidered pillow!
Hearing this, Ouyang Hua suddenly wanted to scold her!

Dry!
What the hell, imitate my movements, and still mock me like this, are you interested?I am not convinced!
Dry!
He copied me!

He copied my moves

Don't you see how shameless he is?

However, when Ouyang Hua looked at all the people below, he found that none of them reacted!

After Chu Qing finished reading the poem, the audience immediately burst into applause. Off the court, several young ladies were chanting Chu Qing's poem.

This poem is not difficult to understand, even very ordinary and simple.

However, the meaning here is very profound...

Moreover, although Chu Qing's movements of reciting poems are quite similar to Ouyang Hua's, their temperament is completely different.

call!
After Chu Qing finished reading the poem, she bowed and hurried off the stage...

Behind him, Jiang Xiaoyu and Wanyue looked at each other, both of them refused to admit defeat!
The rhythms of the two are evenly matched, and they match this poem quite well!
After the three of them left the stage, everyone's eyes and expressions were different...

envy?

envious?

admire?

There are all kinds of eyes.

Of course Chu Qing doesn't care about this, because another person is going to take the stage next, and these people's eyes are looking at other people
Um, what is this?
When Chu Qing sat down, he suddenly saw several large watermelons that had been cut up on his table!
It's red, it looks meaty and juicy!
His eyes lit up.

watermelon?

I just happened to be thirsty.

So, Chu Qing saw that no one was paying attention to her, so she took the watermelon and gnawed it in a dissolute manner...

Woohoo, so sweet!

Nima, wouldn't you come to the watermelon earlier?
Dry!Made me thirsty for so long.

"..." Liu Feifei happened to see Chu Qing, and her heart was complicated.

Can you pay attention to the image?
"..." Jiang Xiaoyu was speechless.

Brother Qing, can we be more elegant?After all, you are also a talented person!

"..." Wanyue looked at Chu Qing and laughed, very satisfied.

Qingzi looks so handsome when he eats watermelon, so, so unique!
This sense of realism, I like it very much.

Qingzi, I want to give birth to a monkey for you...

The rest of the time is for several other talents.

Talented scholars came to the stage to recite poems with proud expressions.

However, perhaps it was because Chu Qing's operation was too coquettish, the poems recited by the gifted scholar who came to the stage next always made people feel that something was wrong...

At least it doesn't taste right.

Once a person's aesthetics have been improved, if you continue to appreciate a little bit of something, you will feel uncomfortable for no reason.

Well, the old men feel that the more they listen, the less they taste.

About 10 minutes passed, and finally the ending of the third game came out.

"Chu Qing, twenty points! Ouyang Hua, fifteen points, Xu Haoran, ten points...Muronghe, five points..."

Old man Liu came to the stage and read out the score.

Twenty points, fifteen points?
Is the difference that big?

What the hell!

Ouyang Hua was stunned!

five points?

The difference is five points?
Xu Haoran was also stunned.

Is he ten minutes worse than No.1?

Is it so cruel?
Murong He also cried.

What the hell, I only have five points?

so low?
This stupid Chu Qing actually got full marks?

This……

The total score also came out, Chu Qing ranked third with 31 points, Ouyang Hua ranked first with 34 points, Xu Haoran ranked second...

As for Murong He, Zhou Moran and the other seven were directly eliminated...

For the entire game, only three people remained.

However, for some reason, everyone was staring at Chu Qing!

Chu Qing once again became the center of attention!
Chu Qing looked at the eyes of everyone, and quickly wiped his mouth, looking very serious.

But the huge pile of watermelon rinds below gave him away...

Everyone has complicated eyes.

What are you doing while we are watching other people reciting poems?

You ate so much watermelon alone?
*** and Xu Haoran stared at Chu Qing!

Although they are ranked No.3, Ouyang Hua and Xu Haoran's expressions are very vigilant.

This Chu Qing is too coquettish.

Can it be so powerful?

After about ten minutes of rest, the next game continued.

Under the announcement of old man Liu, the three of them walked onto the stage slowly.

"Next, I will continue to propose, write about snow, but there should be no snow in the whole article. When writing about winter, winter cannot be hidden or have winter. It cannot be represented by plum blossoms and other plants in winter. There must be no winter in the whole article. I want to write about the sadness of winter, but I want to write about the joy of winter..."

After hearing this question, Xu Haoran and Ouyang Hua were stunned.

What the hell is this topic?
Can't have snow when writing snow, and can't use plant metaphors?And write winter to write cheerful?

you……

This topic is really...

The two fell into deep thought at the same time, standing motionless on the stage like a wooden man.

But Chu Qing felt a urge to urinate.

I seem to have eaten too much watermelon just now...

sweat.

He wanted to step down temporarily to answer questions.

So he looked at old man Liu with weak eyes.

"Can I go down for now? I want to go to the bathroom."

"Before the poem comes out, you can't go down. I know that mobile phones are very smart now. When you go down, the poem will come out as soon as you communicate. So, it's not fair to them, unless you abstain."

"Ah... After writing it, can I step down?"

"Yes." Old man Liu looked stern and selfless.

Chu Qing looked helpless after seeing old man Liu's answer.

How should this poem be written?
If I don't give up and count, anyway, this top spot is meaningless to me.

But, is this a bit embarrassing?

It's not good to go down as soon as you get on stage.

So what am I going to write?

Are there any poems that fit the bill?
Wait, there it is!
But at this moment, Chu Qing had an idea, he thought of a poem!
This poem fits the bill perfectly...

He narrowed his eyes.

"That... I really wrote it out." Chu Qing scratched his head weakly.

"What? Come out?" Old man Liu and others, including Xu Haoran and Ouyang Hua, all stared wide-eyed.

In less than 2 minutes, a poem came out?

real or fake?

"Yeah, I've written it, I'll read it aloud, the name of this poem is Yongxue, um..."

"Read!" Old man Liu still couldn't believe it.

"The whole poem is..."

"Jiangshan is a generalization, and Inoue is a black hole.

The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen! "

"How? Can I go down?"

"..." After Mr. Liu finished listening, he nodded in a complicated manner, and then saw Chu Qing walk off the stage and go straight to the bathroom.

The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen?
This……

This……

Fits the bill perfectly!

Old man Liu closed his eyes, trying to keep himself calm.

"..." Ouyang Hua couldn't describe his mood at the moment, he even felt dizzy...

Just came out like this?

Although this poem does not have as deep meaning as the previous "Plum Blossom", this poem fully meets the requirements.

This……

Xu Haoran's mind went blank. He thought he had the inspiration for the first sentence, but now he was blown out by Chu Qing and fainted.

He just came out?
what about me?
I write a fart!
Looking at Chu Qing's back, I don't know why, the two of them always have a feeling that I'm done writing, you guys continue to be hilarious, I see you guys are hilarious...

Well, both Ouyang Hua and Xu Haoran felt very uncomfortable, very suffocated!

His face turned red.

After Chu Qing went to the toilet, she came back comfortably, and then looked at the two people on the stage who were still holding back, feeling a little gloating.

Could it be that these two people are holding their urine too?
You guys should write it out sooner if you are holding your urine.

10 minutes passed quickly, the two of them were so manipulated by Chu Qing that they couldn't even fart immediately, and looking at the posture, not only couldn't even fart for 10 minutes, they didn't even feel like holding back Any mess with eggs is just a waste of time.

"Cough, cough, this round, Chu Qing won, Chu Qing added 42 points..." In the end, old man Liu announced Chu Qing's score. "Currently, Chu Qing's score is [-], ranking first..."

"Next, this question is [-] points. It is very difficult, so the score is very high. Whether you can stand up, you will look at the question. This question is not about writing poetry or calligraphy, but about words." After Old Man Liu made his announcement, Old Man Jiang came over and stared at the three of them, and asked a question.

"A poem about the moon must have feelings, and there must be a deep meaning in the poem, and there must be something hidden...even, there must be a sense of loneliness that ranks high...now..."

"That, I have it!" Just as the old man Jiang said, Chu Qing continued to scratch his head, his face slightly ugly, he might have eaten his stomach.

"You..." Old man Jiang stared.

"..." Ouyang Hua.

What the hell are you doing?

What the hell are you doing, what are you doing, are you making trouble?

"..." Xu Haoran.

I fucked your mother, what the hell do you have again?
you……

you……

Are you going to be mad?
"I really have it, writing lyrics, when will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine, I don't know the sky..." Chu Qing read out incessantly.

Old man Jiang seemed to be in a dream.

Old man Liu opened his mouth, only to feel a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his head.

That's it?

Classic, this word, a fucking classic...

This……

impossible?

Are you kidding me?

Ouyang Hua felt dizzy and was about to spurt blood.

Xu Haoran's body trembled, and he felt a pain deep in his soul.

This is no longer acceptable to the talented, this is simply...

It is simply a monster of Cao Nima.

"Continue to write about the moon, write a poem about the bright moon!" Old man Xu walked up, suppressing the endless shock in his heart, and stared at Chu Qing.

"Answer, is this poetry and book meeting over?" Chu Qing couldn't hold back anymore.

"Yes! If you can answer it, you will get [-] points in advance!" Old man Xu nodded!
"The bright moonlight in front of the bed seems to be frost on the ground. I raise my head to look at the bright moon, and lower my head to think about my hometown..." Chu Qing narrowed her eyes, almost without thinking, but the chrysanthemum trembled deeply.

"..." Old man Xu trembled slightly.

It's like a dream, and it's like seeing a ghost.

Liu Feifei in the audience looked at Chu Qing...

This young man stood on the stage with awe-inspiring arrogance, looking at all the mountains...

Brilliant?

Do not!
It should be said that the talent is earth-shattering!

"One more flower song, my request is..."

Another old man came over and stared at Chu Qing in disbelief!

"The sun is slanting in the mighty sorrow of leaving, and the chanting whip points east to the end of the world. Luohong is not a merciless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers..."

The old man widened his eyes...

Then!

The body trembled, clutching his heart, and suddenly felt that his heart was not quite right...

He seems to have a heart attack.

"Can I go down?" Chu Qing blushed.

"Yes, yes...but..." Old man Liu didn't know what to say.

"okay……"

Chu Qing quickly ran down to the toilet.

This watermelon!
poisonous!

Dry!
Liu Feifei couldn't describe how she felt at this moment.

Perhaps, in this life, she has an indelible memory.

This year……

The monstrous Chu Qing, riding a horse...

Overlooking the mountains and small...

but……

How did Chu Qing run, and why was his back in such a mess?

"Um... do you have a napkin? I... feel bad... so what..." Chu Qing suddenly remembered something, and then stared at Liu Feifei.

"..." Liu Feifei.

"Pfft!"

"Give."

Seeing Chu Qing's bitter expression, Liu Feifei suddenly laughed.

Ouyang Hua looked at Chu Qing who rushed to the toilet with the napkin and Liu Feifei who was smiling.

He feels cool.

he got hurt……

This is a smile that has never been seen before!
(End of this chapter)