Rebirth: Tiger Girlfriend Is True Fragrance

Chapter 230 Untitled

When Jiang Zhifei's handwriting was displayed on the big screen, the entire stadium fell into silence again as before.

However, the silence was slightly longer this time.

Compared with Jiang Zhifei's previous poem, the first line of this poem is really amazing.

Moreover, the imagery of the whole poem is extremely strong.

If we say that the previous poem is like a whistling hurricane, it is refreshing after reading it.

This poem is like a continuous autumn rain that fell all night.

It rained on my body and my heart at the same time.

Sitting on the viewing platform, Al Deng, nicknamed Mr. Bairi, suddenly put down his teacup and couldn't help but slap the table and exclaim:

"What a saying, 'Suddenly an old friend has passed through my heart, and it is already autumn when I look back on the mountains and rivers'!"
If I had not had unforgettable regrets, I would not have been able to write this poem. "

Jiang Jiang, who was sitting on his left, had a kind look on his face, and his still bright eyes were filled with memories.

The past is like smoke, blown by wind and rain.

Those great masters of the Republic of China who are talked about on the Internet today are all dead.

But their romance, love and hate entanglements will not disappear over time.

If her mentor Mr. Lin Yin were still alive, she would probably not be able to put it down after seeing this poem.

From Jiang Jiang's point of view, the profound artistic conception of this poem was enough to astound the literary world even during the Republic of China when there were many great masters.

In the quiet atmosphere of the whole audience, I don't know who started first, but the applause sounded one after another although it was late.

Immediately, like a mountain collapsing and the sea cracking, it spread from all directions to the center of the field.

Lu Chaoyu took the rice paper handed over by Lao Jiang, with a look of uncontrollable joy on her pretty face.

She carefully folded the handwritten book in half, deliberately pretending not to see the various looks from the viewing platform.

Since Lao Jiang said that this poem was a gift to her.

Then no one can take this poem away from her.

Zhen Shenshen, who was standing in front of the bookcase, looked at the poems on the big screen with an expression that made her want to cry.

She just wanted to come here to simply brush up on her reputation and qualifications.

But why would we encounter an opponent with such abnormal strength!

She knew she had lost, completely and completely.

Now she just wants to go home and find her father for comfort.

The female host standing in the middle waited until the waves of applause calmed down a little.

She held the microphone and looked at Professor Zhang, who was sitting at the edge of the auditorium:

“Congratulations to our two contestants for completing the second round of creation.

First, please ask Professor Zhang to comment and tell us your decision. "

As the old saying goes, history is always surprisingly similar.

Professor Zhang picked up the microphone, praised Zhen Shenshen a few words as before, and then voted for Jiang Zhifei without hesitation.

In fact, Professor Zhang was also very helpless.

Although it is said that Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second.

But this does not include the situation where the level of the two is so different.

After Professor Zhang, the other nine judges also expressed similar views. Xiao Guicao voted for Jiang Zhifei.

After all, they are different from Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang is highly respected in the Chinese literary world and is Jiang Zhifei's grandmother. Even if they don't vote for him, it's hard for others to say anything.

But if other judges dare to do this, they are guaranteed to be trending on searches that night and be scolded by netizens on WeChat.

But even Jiang Jiang couldn't encourage Zhen Shenshen again.

She took the microphone from Al Deng and commented concisely:

"Shen Shen's poem is well written, while Xiao Fei's poem is very good.

My vote is for Xiao Fei. "

As Jiang Jiang finished speaking, the whole audience applauded.

Jiang Zhifei also became the first contestant to receive full votes in the poetry section in the history of the poetry competition.

Wait until the hustle and bustle in the field has calmed down a bit.

The female host smiled and announced that the third round, which is also the final round, has begun.

The leader with a higher rank than the first two came on stage and, as before, reached out to draw the card from the lottery box.

At this time, the leader took out three cards in sequence, namely:
"Moon", "Rain", "Late".

Zhen Shenshen looked up at the big screen, with a hint of luck in his eyes.

The reason why she didn't choose to quit on the spot just now was because she wanted to win back the victory in the final game.

Zhen Shenshen does not deny Jiang Zhifei's talent.

But she was also extremely convinced that Jiang Zhifei's first two stunning poems must have been prepared in advance.

It can only be said that Jiang Zhifei was so lucky that he won two questions in a row.

However, under the restriction of three designated words, the possibility of Jiang Zhifei still winning the question can be said to be very slim.

Even if Jiang Zhifei replaced the specified words into the written poem.

However, as an art form like poetry, every word requires repeated consideration.

A slight difference is a thousand miles away.

Only the poems Jiang Zhifei wrote this time were on par with hers.

Then she will be confident that she can win the final round.

In the audience, after seeing the three qualifiers.

The red number on the timer changes from 15:00 to 14:59.

In the final round of the poetry competition, contestants were required to write a seven-character poem with eight sentences and a total of 56 words.

Just like in the previous two games, Jiang Zhifei seemed to be imagining something in the first few minutes, but in fact he and Xiao Yu were flirting with each other in public.

Even with Xiaoyu's carefree demeanor, in front of thousands of people, he could feel Lao Jiang's continuous fiery eyes.

A blush could not help but appear at the base of her ears, as touching as the blooming oleander in early summer.

And when she and Lao Jiang communicated with eyes for seven or eight minutes.

Lu Chaoyu finally couldn't hold it back anymore and stood up suddenly from the Taishi chair and walked straight to the other side of the desk.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she reached out and took off the Langhao brush from the pen stand, and stuffed it directly into Jiang Zhifei's palm.

This scene instantly made the audience booed.

Most of the students here are loyal viewers of "Blazing Heartbeat".

They would naturally feel excited to be able to touch Zhiyu CP's sweets at such a close distance.

The Al lamp on the viewing platform stroked his beard and sighed:
"It's still young people who are bold.

When we were young, dating had to be secretive. "

When a judge nearby heard this, he couldn't help but teased: "Lao Ai's words are not modesty, but he has done a good job of keeping secrets.

To be honest, when we received the wedding invitation, everyone was confused, thinking why they had never heard of this girl.

Eight months later, when Lao Ai's son turns one hundred days old..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Al Deng coughed a few times in a hurry, took the seven-character poem that Zhen Shenshen wrote from the staff, and pretended to read it.

It is about the same level as the previous two poems and has nothing to praise.

After taking a few glances, Al Deng continued to focus on the big screen on the right.

He was very curious about what Jiang Zhifei's last poem tonight looked like.

And Jiang Zhifei, who attracted the attention of the audience, couldn't help but smile helplessly when he saw Xiao Yu's almond eyes widening beside him.

He originally wanted to postpone it until there were only 5 minutes left before he started writing on time.

This is also an add-on to the dog system.

If Jiang Zhifei does this, he will get more points during settlement.

However, seeing Xiao Yu's anxious expression, he couldn't help but show affection on his face and dipped the tip of his brush in ink.Then, Jiang Zhifei wrote two big characters on the newly laid rice paper:

"Untitled"

As soon as these two traditional Chinese characters came out, the judges on the viewing platform stopped chatting one after another.

They stared at the big screen with different expressions, but the same guess emerged in their minds.

It was Al Deng who pointed it out in front of everyone with an expression of surprise:
"Classmate Jiang Zhifei, he's not going to write Untitled, is he?"

In traditional poetry, untitled does not just mean that there is no title, it is also a major category in poetry.

In terms of untitled poetry, the greatest poet is Li Shangyin, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty.

Such as "The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes and tears will dry",
Or there are famous sayings like "There are no colorful phoenixes flying on the body, but there is a clear connection in the heart", which all come from Li Shangyin's untitled poem.

Rhythm and rhythm are never required in the on-site poetry writing sessions of poetry conferences.

But this does not mean that contestants are prohibited from writing modern poetry with metrical requirements.

However, in the 20 years since the conference was held, no one has ever been able to write a metrical poem that conforms to the rhythm in such a short period of time.

The judges present here didn't know whether Jiang Zhifei was making a fool of himself or whether he really had such amazing strength.

When they were so excited that they almost held their breath, the first line of Jiang Zhifei's poem suddenly appeared on the page.

Like the title Untitled, the poem is also written in traditional Chinese characters:
"The saddest thing is the cold weather at night, the haggard person cannot be pitied."

When he saw this poem, Al Deng was so excited that he felt like a child again, and started to dance a little:

"Ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping!

Yes, this is a standard seven-melody song! ! "

Although the other judges were not as excited as Al Deng, they were also deeply shocked at this moment.

They suddenly felt that the scene happening in front of them seemed like a fantasy.

Just as Zhen Shenshen thought.

Under the condition that poems must contain three designated words, poems prepared in advance are basically of no use.

In other words, there is a [-]% chance that Jiang Zhifei is composing a seven-character verse on the spot at this very moment.

But this is 2015, not the heyday of the Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago.

Jiang Zhifei's behavior at this moment, if compared to the plot of the novel, is undoubtedly becoming an emperor on the modern earth.

No matter how you think about this, it makes the judges feel incredible.

However, facts speak louder than words.

In their shocked eyes, Jiang Zhifei wrote the next six sentences smoothly and displayed the entire poem in front of everyone.

Connecting the first one or two lines of the poem, the entire untitled poem is as follows:
"The saddest thing is the cold weather at night. I can't bear to feel so haggard.

Invite wine to break the intestines and get drunk for three cups, looking for fragrance and startling dreams
The hairpin-headed phoenix is ​​leaning towards you with tears, and the tea flowers are spent on me and I have no chance.

The lonely new moon in the small building is as hard as a hook and hard to round."

The whole poem is easy to read and not difficult to understand.

Although similar to Li Shangyin's style in style and artistic conception, it also has new ideas.

Specific to each image itself, the words are very precise.

From the first sentence, which begins with the cool night sky, to the last sentence, which ends with the new rainy moon, the whole poem shows the beauty of the coldness.

Although it is still not as good as Li Shangyin's untitled poem, it can be said to be quite good as a contemporary poem.

This untitled poem is not as stunning as Jiang Zhifei's first two poems.

But all the judges present, including the eldest Jiang Jiang, stood up and applauded.

Affected by this, the students in the audience could not sit still and stood up spontaneously.

They were not only applauding Jiang Zhifei.

It is also for the immortal Chinese poetry culture that has lasted for thousands of years.

The applause this time was longer than the previous two times.

Jiang Zhifei took Xiaoyu's hand and bowed in thanks in four directions: southeast, northwest, and southeast.

After several minutes of applause.

When the female host asked the judges to comment, everyone, starting with Professor Zhang, actively pointed out the shortcomings of this untitled song.

Of course, they didn't say anything less about what should be praised.

In the end, Jiang Zhifei got all 11 votes again without any suspense.

This is the end of the poetry writing session.

Jiang Zhifei also became the first contestant to successfully win three consecutive victories in this segment in 20 years.

This is something that has never happened before in the history of college student poetry conferences.

The Zhendan University team, relying on Jiang Zhifei's score in this round, unexpectedly overtook the Yanjing University team.

Although it was not enough for the Zhendan University team to win directly.

But this caused the Yanjing University team to lose the advantage of starting first in the final round of PK.

The balance of victory tilted towards the Zhendan University team.

Amidst the congratulations of the female host and the cheers of the audience.

Jiang Zhifei took Xiaoyu's hand and exited calmly.

When the two walked into the corridor of the gymnasium, Ning Yi and Cao Cheng greeted them.

Cao Cheng excitedly held Jiang Zhifei's hands and said enthusiastically:
"Zhifei, I am really grateful this time.

From now on, if I can be of any help, I can come to you, Brother Cheng. "

"Brother Cheng, you're welcome. I was lucky enough to win." Jiang Zhifei replied in a humble tone.

As soon as these words came out, Zhen Shenshen, who was passing by, couldn't help but quicken his pace and fled here in a hurry.

All she wants now is to go home and find her father for comfort.

Several people chatted and laughed, and returned to the preparation room of the Zhendan University team.

The four of them sat on the soft sofa arranged by the program crew, each holding a pillow.

In a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, as if they were watching a movie, they not only finished recording the program, but also witnessed the results of the poetry competition:

The Zhendan University team defeated the Yanjing University team by a narrow margin and won the championship on behalf of the Southern District.

It has been eight years since the last time Jinling University won the championship on behalf of the Southern District.

Cao Cheng stood up from the sofa, his expression was too excited.

It seems to be even happier than seeing the national football team enter the World Cup.

Ning Yi's face was also full of smiles.

She is very clear that during this period of time, the program team of "Blazing Heartbeat" recorded Cao Cheng's responsibility as the team leader in detail.

It is equivalent to saying that the audience witnessed Cao Cheng's hard work and dedication.

By the time this program is aired, Cao Cheng will definitely gain a large number of fans.

In this way, even if someone on the Internet scolds Cao Cheng for being a softie, fans will come out to defend him.

This is a big game played by Ning Yi and the program team.

Jiang Zhifei's role was to successfully complete the 'general' step.

After the four chatted for a few words, they returned to the conference venue from the preparation room together.

The old Jiang Jiang personally presented the trophy to the winning team.

During the photo session, the photographer took a few photos.

Jiang Zhifei and Lu Chaoyu were booed by the team members and surrounded in the C position.

Xiao Yu, who had a pretty face like a peach blossom, held a large bouquet of sunflowers in her hands and leaned closely against the smiling Jiang Zhifei.

The accompanying photographer shouted 'eggplant'.

A photo full of commemorative significance was once again recorded by light and shadow, and has been deeply treasured by the two of them ever since.

This became a bright moment in the lives of both of them that will always be remembered.

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　Untitled, author: Ma Dong
　　
　
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