Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 269 Poetry Competition 3
plum bossom?

After finishing the question on the 20th, he had been staring at NO.[-] of the Earth Bar, and he saw that he was hesitating.

There was a tense sense of joy on Number [-]'s face, did he just hit his weak point?

Nian Shutong really hesitated. What she hesitated was, she had memorized so many plum poems, which one should she use?
It feels so well written!

The moment she hesitated, Yu Lao, who had been paying attention to the Earth Bar, and Fu Yunhe, who was in the auditorium, looked at Nian Shutong nervously.

Yu Lao: Shouldn't there be a problem?
Fu Yunhe: With so many bonuses, shouldn't you hesitate?

These are all instantaneous things, but they are amplified by human emotions, making them seem particularly slow.

In less than a minute, NO.1, where the Earth Bar is located, started.

She started writing on the screen with one finger, and when she wrote a word here, a word appeared on the large screen in the center.

"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. Yao knows it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance."

Four lines of poetry, twenty characters.

Nian Shutong finished writing soon.

When she wrote the last word, No. [-] on the opposite side was ashen-faced, and smiled in relief.

Lost.

You don't need to judge, you know you lost,

Sure enough, after both of them submitted their poems, the results came out very quickly. No. 20 gained one point, No. [-] minus one point, and they were officially eliminated from the competition.

Although Fu Yunhe in the stands didn't know much about poetry, he felt that Nian Shutong could win.

This is a person who will not let 1000 million slip away in front of his eyes.

The game continues.

The challenge of No. 20 is like a signal, and NO.[-], where the next Earth Bar is located, has received challenges one after another.

The challenge from No. [-], with the theme of mountains.

Earth, it quickly gave its own answer.

"Looking horizontally, it looks like mountains and peaks. The distance and height are different. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I just live in this mountain."

win.

Challenge No. [-], with the theme of winter.

"Birds fly away in a thousand mountains, and people disappear in thousands of miles. A lone boat and hat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow."

win.

NO.16 challenge, peach blossom as the topic.

"April is the end of the world, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. There is no place to look for the spring return of eternal regret, and I don't know where to turn into it."

win.

NO.19 challenge, win.

Number two challenge, win.

……

Nian Shutong just defended the ring, did not lose a game, successfully accumulated ten points, and advanced to the final.

Four people made it to the finals, namely Zhao Cheng, Ms. Zheliu, Li Xian, and Earth.

On the square at this time, there were only four arenas left, which belonged to four directions.

At this time, Yu Lao came on the stage and announced the rules of the final.

"The last show is created with the theme of madness. Every audience present has one vote, which can be cast for the poem they like. Every judge, one vote is equal to fifty votes, which will be counted into the total at the end."

After Yu Lao announced the rules, he stepped back first, leaving time for the four people on the field to create.

Among the four of them, Zhao Cheng closed his eyes and thought, his brows were not particularly stretched.

Ms. Zheliu has always maintained her smiling persona, with an ancient style.The heart has completely given up, she must be the last one.

Today, if she can get to this position, it will be a long time for her to sell live broadcasts when she goes back.

So she wasn't in a hurry at all, and the ease on her face was not fake.

Li Xian has always maintained his perfect smile. After learning about this topic, he smiled confidently.

He actually started writing.

The fans in the stands bit their lips excitedly, their young master is too powerful!
The judges know a little more, it just happens to have something, I have to say, luck is also a kind of strength.

At this time, Li Xian had already written his poems.

Wangmen stays only to think of Zhang Jian, and waits for Dugan for a while.I smiled to the sky from the horizontal knife, and kept my heart and gall in Kunlun.

The first two sentences, everyone is still a little confused, what do you mean?
But when the last two sentences came out, the finishing touch appeared.

The people in the judge's seat have a higher cultural background and know a little more. I am afraid that this poem will win.

Yu Lao was also a little shocked, but he still had some hope for the earth bar in his heart.

Mr. Yu has never liked Li Xian very much, but if there is really no poem comparable to this, he can't make an outrageous judgment.

At the same time, there were two people on the court, each with a little different thoughts.

Ms. Zheliu: Do you want to abstain?
Nian Shutong/Earth Bar: I have memorized this poem by myself.

With a guilty conscience, Nian Shutong asked Daodao to check whether the poem she was about to say had appeared on Xingwang. After repeated confirmation, she was still a little worried.

But Li Xian, who had finished writing, was relaxed and at ease, with a sense of confidence that he was sure of winning.

This poem, of course, was not made by him. He happened to come across an ancient book, which should be notes. There were exactly three poems in it. The first two poems were taken by him to participate in a previous competition and won a place in Star University.

The last song was used here by him, in order to make his reputation more famous.

He himself lamented that he was lucky.

There was not much time left for the remaining three people, and Ms. Zheliu was the first to give up. She embarrassedly made an ancient salute to everyone and retreated silently.

The people around did not criticize her harshly, but understood her very well.

How can there be such a powerful person who can make so many poems on the spot.

Another Zhao Cheng thought over and over again, and after seeing Li Xian's poems, he also chose to give up.

"Zhao Cheng knows that he is invincible, so he won't make a fool of himself here."

Zhao Cheng also withdrew.

Now, everyone's eyes are on Earth Bar, do you want to quit too?

Nian Shutong didn't care about other people's eyes at all, she just made sure that the poems she put out by herself had already been used by others.

After confirming, Nian Shutong began to write.

"One day the roc rises with the same wind, soaring up to [-] li..."

"Father Xuan can still be afraid of future generations, but the husband is not too young."

When Li Bai came out, all the immortals retreated.

On the word madness, who can compare with the real poet, Li Bai.

As soon as this poem comes out, the judges will be judged.

Live voting begins.

Li Xian's face was a little ferocious, how could this be?
It doesn't matter, there is still a chance, his fan base is the largest.

It's not impossible for him to think so, he indeed has the most fans.

But he missed one thing, that is, Xiaohe's live broadcast has a larger number of fans.

Xiaohe Live, Earth Bar, fans of Word Porter, the three parties gather together to help Earth Bar.

There are also some sites, those who temporarily defected and those who have been neutral all the time.

After the final count of the votes was completed, Yu Lao took the data and began to read.

"Li Xian, the final number of votes is 37892637."

This number of votes is not low.

Li Xian began to show a modest smile on his face, and he could see his complacency if he looked carefully.

But Yu Lao's next sentence made his smile freeze on his face.

"Earth, 72839764 votes."

"impossible!"

(End of this chapter)