Chapter 267 Poetry Competition

Poetry competition?
Naturally, some netizens know about this competition, and many of them are fans of Earth Bar.

[I know this, it was organized by our Poetry Club. 】

[I definitely support it, I am a big fan of Earth Bar. 】

【Ok?Isn't Earth Bar the one who sang, wrote and composed music? "

[Don't get lost upstairs, the Earth Bar you know is the same person as the Earth Bar here. 】

[Not bad, not bad, the earth that can write poetry and sing again is great. 】

[Only I am curious, what is the relationship between Xiaohe and the earth? 】

A tall building was built below, constantly asking Fu Yunhe what is the relationship with the Earth Bar.

Fu Yunhe naturally wouldn't answer, for fear of scaring them to death.

"Our edamame is ripe, do you want to come and eat it?"

[Hey, although I know you are deliberately changing the subject, but I want to say, come, eat! 】

【reality!Let the truth be buried forever, I only care about eating and eating! 】

【Already prepared. 】

【come on! 】

Fu Yunhe fished out the boiled edamame, divided it into small portions, and each small portion can be opened and tasted.

There is nothing wrong with edamame. After cooking, it depends on its own taste.

But the beef balls after edamame let everyone know the difference between good and bad.

After everyone tasted the beef balls made by Master Fan, they all left messages in the comment area. If you don't say anything, Xiaohe will leave after a while.

[I strongly request that Master Fan stay here permanently. 】

【Seconded. 】

【Master Fan, you have opened the door to a new world of food for me. 】

[It turns out that the same thing is really different when it is made. 】

【Master Fan, you must come here often! 】

Master Fan's strong words kept flashing.

Before Fu Yunhe withdrew, he comforted everyone and said, "Don't worry, as long as there are such big dishes and difficult dishes, Master Fan will come here often."

In a word, everyone was appeased.

"Thank you for watching, and remember not to forget the poetry competition."

"Have a nice day, bye."

Downloaded.

Fu Yunhe first expressed his thanks to Master Fan, who smiled indifferently. He just likes to cook and doesn't feel like he's doing anything special.

Just as Fan Lao was about to leave, several people who were watching the live broadcast opposite, under the leadership of Nian Shutong and under the watchful eyes of Fu Yunhe, blatantly took away the beef balls that Master Fan had brought away.

As for the one made by Fu Yunhe himself, it was left alone on the stove.

Fu Yunhe really couldn't laugh or cry, but he still shouted to the person opposite: "Leave one for me!"

Master Fan at the back, seeing everyone cheering so much, really wanted to throw off his arms immediately and cook another meal for everyone.

He was very happy to see them eating so deliciously.

A supper of beef balls was eaten by everyone, and it tasted better than usual.

As for the beef ball made by Fu Yunhe, he didn't have the nerve to sell it in a small shop, but Master Fan took it away and changed it to make some beef sauce.

Xiaohe's live broadcast today is like the starting point of a poetry defense competition. After him, many anchors under Youyu live broadcast have promoted this event, and some websites have been laid out by poetry clubs.

This time, the event was very powerful, and it changed the previous state of the Poetry Club, which was a bit high-spirited.

Two days later, the poetry defense competition officially started.

The time for the poetry defense competition starts at [-]:[-] pm, which is the most active time for everyone on Xingwang.

Today, Nian Shutong did not go to practice, but waited in the cabin to participate in the competition.

Fu Yunhe's live broadcast still started at seven o'clock, but he simply broadcasted a simple how to make sauced beef.

After he demonstrated the process, he directly took out the beef prepared by Fan Laojiang, and gave everyone a virtual tasting. At this moment, everyone was even more fascinated by the taste of Master Fan.

After the virtual food tasting was over, Fu Yunhe publicized about tonight's Poetry Competition, and then downloaded it.

A live broadcast is really useless for 10 minutes, but the popularity is not small at all, and it is growing steadily every day.

Such a posture made the few small anchors who were looking for trouble realize one thing, that is, Xiaohe's live broadcast is no longer just a live broadcast.

He has reached the point where, even if he doesn't do anything, just sit there and talk to everyone, everyone likes it.

In other words, it is no longer an anchor at the same level as them.

They don't need to make trouble at all, because they are too strong, and your finding faults is like scratching an itch.

Just like the sailors they hired, the other party didn't need the sailors at all. All his fans protected him independently without spending money.

Unlike them, it is said that the hired sailors have rebelled with their money.

The power of Xiaohe's live broadcast has a kind of mysterious power that cannot be violated by God's will, which makes everyone who pays attention retreat back.

At eight o'clock in the evening, on a huge square in the star network, twenty arenas similar to ancient times were neatly arranged to form a circle.

There are already many spectators sitting in the surrounding stands.

At eight o'clock, the live broadcast begins.

A well-known host in the entertainment circle came on stage and began to introduce every contestant who participated in the finals.

In the middle of the twenty arenas is a red carpet, and at the end of the red carpet is a signature wall.

This is what Mr. Yu learned from his second son.

"First, welcome to the famous poet, Mr. Zhao Cheng."

An elegant middle-aged man, holding a folding fan in his hand, walked leisurely on the red carpet in the middle, and left his name on the signature wall.

There were quite a few of his fans beside him, and they began to cheer.

"Come on, sir!"

"Mister is so handsome!"

Zhao Cheng's fans all call him Mr., which is a kind of respectful title. He is a famous poet in the interstellar world and is quite famous.

The second one is a woman.

The host started the introduction by saying, "Welcome to our Ms. Zheliu."

Ms. Zheliu, wearing a white ancient dress, moves lightly with small steps, full of ancient charm.

This person, in fact, has dealt with Nian Shutong. She is a well-known anchor who broadcasts poetry and tea ceremony.

She is also a fan of Zhu Xian of Dao Dao.

Ms. Zheliu also left her name, nodded gracefully to the stands, and moved to the side to stand up.

In my heart, I prayed desperately: I must persist for two rounds, or I will be stupid.

Ms. Zheliu, she never thought that she would be promoted.

Could it be that I have pretended for so long and been nurtured, so that my strength has really increased?

It shouldn't be, she felt that she was so weak that it was impossible for her to advance.

The host in the middle continued to introduce, until a man named Li Xian, the crowd in the stands suddenly boiled.

"Master! Master!"

"Young master is the best!"

(End of this chapter)

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