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Chapter 197 Going to grab the number one ancient poem again
"Why do poetry competitions also give out trophies! It's so lacking in creativity, it looks like a sports competition"

Qin Feng looked at the Modern Poetry No.1 trophy in his hand with distaste, mumbling incessantly.

Shortly after he finished his reading and stepped off the stage, the results of the first final were announced.

The first place naturally belonged to him without any doubt, Tao Zhen was second, and Sun Yuanyuan, a beautiful young woman from Tsinghua University, was third.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, he went to the stage to receive the reward, but the prize was a little shabby, a crystal trophy for each person.

Of course, the size of the trophies is different, the words engraved on them are different, and the colors are also slightly different. In addition, each person distributed a collection of "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", which is still a bit cultural.

Naturally, the books will not be handed out, there are too many!Delivery will be delivered within a day or two after the dinner party.

So now he can only hold the trophy in one hand, and walk back to the teachers with two steps, that expression of complete indifference makes the teeth of many people around him itch.

Especially Tao Zhen, looking at the No.1 trophy in his hand, his eyes were red with jealousy.

"Hurry up and bring it to me, if you let you hang around like this, this trophy must be broken!"

As soon as he walked to the teachers, the trophy was snatched away by Principal Li. With such a cherished look, those who didn't know thought he was the winner!

have to!Don't even think about getting this trophy back in a short time!

But he doesn't have much interest in this thing, so it's good for Principal Li, so as to save the burden.

"Qin Feng, what do you plan to do with this set of Zhonghua Book Company's collection of "Zi Zhi Tong Jian"?"

Principal Li snatched the trophy, while Teacher Yu focused on another prize in his hand.

When asking this question, Teacher Yu's eyes lit up, and the intention was naturally self-evident!

"I don't have time to read this series of books for the time being. I'd better give it to you, and make the best use of it. When they send it back, I'll send it to you directly."

Qin Feng was also very happy and generous, so he happily gave this set of books to Mr. Yu.

"Then why don't you be embarrassed, just give me a call later, and I'll let Cheng Liang drive to get it"

"It's okay, don't bother Brother Liang, he still has to go to work, and the books can be delivered to the school in a day or two. Anyway, I have to go to the Conservatory of Music every day, so I took it with me by car. It's very simple."

"Alright, it's really convenient for you to drive"

Teacher Yu nodded in response, the folds on his face completely stretched out with a smile.

"You two old fellows, how dare you speak up? Do you want to show some face?"

Teacher Gao couldn't stand it anymore, and began to laugh and tease Principal Li and Teacher Yu.

But at the same time, her eyes were also shining when she saw the trophy, and she obviously regretted being late.

Professor Lin also had a remorseful expression on his face. He also loved the "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" series very much, but he was a little thin-skinned and was still thinking about how to speak, but Professor Yu had already taken the lead.

"Hello everyone, the first modern poetry competition has ended successfully, and the second ancient poetry competition will start soon..."

When Qin Feng and several teachers were talking excitedly, the host's voice came again, and everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

On the stage, the host has already started the introduction of the second game. Seeing this scene, Qin Feng asked Principal Li:
"Principal Li, do you think I will still participate in the next two ancient poetry competitions? After all, I have already won a championship. Should I leave something for others?"

"Are you sure about getting a good ranking? After all, ancient poems are different from modern poems. If you're not sure, forget it"

Principal Li still doesn't believe that Qin Feng is a generalist in poetry.

The rest of the teachers also looked at him suspiciously.

Although they knew that Qin Feng could write ancient poems, they didn't have many works, and they didn't know how good he was.

"Don't worry about this, there is no problem, as long as I participate in this competition, I won't run for the first place! Let's put it this way, my ancient poetry is not inferior to modern poetry at all, and even stronger"

Qin Feng's words were full of confidence, and he was short of writing "I'm awesome" on his face.

He said it happily, but several young scholars around who were preparing to participate in the ancient poetry competition were terrified when they heard it, and said one by one:

"You are still participating in the competition! Are you embarrassed? Let others live! Don't come in and disturb!"

But things often backfire. Now even if Qin Feng is unwilling to participate, Principal Li will not agree!
"Participate! Since you have the ability, why don't you participate? Who thinks there are too many honors? Go and get all these firsts back to me, and I will double your back-to-school bonus"

Principal Li was so excited that he almost jumped up. When he mentioned the first, his eyes were as bright as a [-]-watt light bulb, and he didn't care about the resentful and protesting eyes of other young scholars around him.

"I think it's better to forget it! It's a bit embarrassing for me to steal all the first ones, it's easy to offend people!"

Qin Feng was a little hesitant, he had already noticed the eyes of the young scholars around him.

"Are you still afraid of offending people, kid? Do you offend too few people? Hurry up! Get this number one back for me, or your number of leave for next semester will be halved directly"

After principal Li lured, he then resorted to intimidation.

"Well, since you have said so, I can only participate in the competition! I am really sorry for the rest of the contestants, the strength is not at the same level at all, isn't this bullying!"

After deciding to enter the competition, Qin Feng immediately started to chatter.

"Hahaha"

Seeing his appearance, several teachers laughed heartily.

……

When he decided to enter the competition, on the other side, the host also finished introducing the competition rules and other things, and began to collect entries, most of which had already been collected.

Seeing this situation, Qin Feng didn't wait any longer, went straight to the desk, leaned over and began to write the entries.

His actions immediately made all the young scholars participating in the competition feel chills, and then they stared at his actions, and cursed angrily in their hearts:

"Grandson! Why are you everywhere? Isn't it enough to be number one in modern poetry? You came here to fight us again! Do you know how much energy you spent preparing for this competition? You come in to disrupt the situation at every turn, it's too bad Moral!"

Almost all the contestants stared at him with hatred.

Others laughed helplessly.

These people have either dealt with Qin Feng, such as Gong Xiaofeng, those opponents in the modern poetry competition.

Or just a few people who understand their running position.

The rest of the people at the scene also saw Qin Feng's actions. Many people were paying attention to him, and they were a little stunned and surprised when they saw this scene.

"This little guy wants to participate in the ancient poetry competition! He can't be good at ancient poetry, right? That's too exaggerated."

"Hehehe, I don't find it strange that anything happened to him now. This kid is a freak, and he can't be treated with common sense at all."

"I hope he will participate in all three competitions. With his talent, he will definitely produce wonderful works, so we can also feast our ears, right?"

"That's what you say, but don't you think the rest of the contestants are too unlucky? It's completely like studying with the prince!"

"Hahaha, really, they are really unlucky!"

……

Several judges saw Qin Feng's actions immediately, and a gleam of joy flashed in their eyes immediately, it seemed that another good work was about to appear.

"Lao Lu, Lao Liu, have you read Qin Feng's ancient poems?"

"He seldom publishes ancient poems. I only read the poem "I will set my heart to the bright moon,...", this is still his joke to satirize Liu Fuxiang's master and apprentice in the cross talk world, and there is nothing else."

"Don't say it, that poem is really good, but it's not used in the right place, it ruined a good poem"

"Hehehe, isn't it? This kid always uses poetry as a weapon, and the same is true for "Answer". It really makes people love and hate!"

"I don't know what works he will show this time, I'm curious"

"It shouldn't be too bad. It can be seen from the couplet process just now that he has a good foundation in ancient poetry. It would be great if there are classics to appear."

Following the chatter of several judges, the host had already collected the works of all the others, and only Qin Feng was left writing.

Soon, Qin Feng also put away his pen, signed his name, sealed the envelope, and handed it to the host immediately.

The game is on!

The atmosphere in front of the stage suddenly became tense, and many young scholars participating in the competition were staring at the five judges, waiting for their verdicts.

Only Qin Feng still had a very relaxed expression, swaying back to the side of several teachers.

"How? Are you sure this time?"

As soon as he stood still, Principal Li asked anxiously.

Now he pays more attention to the results of the competition than Qin Feng. In his eyes, these are all school honors worthy of special mention, and he can't be sloppy at all!
"You're fine! Entering the semi-finals is not a problem at all. Even if the final round is decided, the standard of this poem is enough to win the championship."

Qin Feng responded confidently.

"So confident? Read it and let us hear it, and let us have a sneak peek"

Teacher Gao interjected, obviously feeling very itchy.

The rest of the teachers nodded in agreement, then looked at Qin Feng, hoping to hear his work.

"Let's wait for the results to be announced. It's a bit inappropriate to read it now, after all, there are other contestants."

Qin Feng smiled and pointed to several young scholars not far away, as if he was very considerate of them.

Hearing this, the contestants rolled their eyes one by one, you have to think about us, it would be nice not to participate!Why are cats crying and mice pretending to be merciful?

"Well, wait a little longer, it won't take a few minutes anyway"

The teachers also noticed those unfriendly eyes on Qin Feng, so they didn't recruit him again.

While they were chatting, several judges had already started their review work.

This time the number of participants was relatively large, about twenty or so, and each judge was assigned four or five manuscripts to review, and the progress was relatively fast.

As the judges opened the envelopes, pulled out the draft paper, and turned their eyes to the paper, the atmosphere became more and more tense. Many contestants clenched their fists, stared at the judges, Fine beads of sweat can be seen almost all on the forehead of an individual.

……

on the jury.

Several judges carefully reviewed each manuscript, their eyes showed surprise or relief from time to time, and of course they were calm as water most of the time.

At the same time, with the pens in their hands, they also left their own comments and opinions on the manuscript paper from time to time.

Occasionally, they would look up and smile at the many contestants.

At this time, the contestants are the most nervous, which means that the work in the hands of the judges has been approved by him, but everyone does not know whose work it is.

The review work was carried out very quickly, and the manuscripts were constantly rotating in the hands of several judges.

The joy on the faces of the judges became more and more intense, especially when their eyes fell on Qin Feng's face, there was endless admiration in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, everyone understands that Qin Feng's work has been unanimously approved by the judges, which makes every contestant feel bitter. It seems that this grandson has already snatched a semi-final spot, and the rest can only compete There are four seats left.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Qin Feng with hatred, even Gong Xiaofeng's eyes were a little bit unfriendly.

As for Qin Feng, the old god endured these unfriendly gazes, and he was willing to bear it.

Several teachers also learned from the judges' frequent visits to Qin Feng that the place for the semi-finals has been won!

Now wait for the results to be announced and this ancient poem to be unveiled, even if it is not read in public, Qin Feng can read it to them in private.

……

Another 10 minutes passed.

The judges finished their judging work and were discussing together, apparently unifying their opinions, and decided to enter the list of five people for the semi-finals.

The contestants became even more nervous, except for Qin Feng, of course.

The list was released soon, and Professor Lu took the drafted list and stepped onto the stage, ready to read it out.

All eyes were fixed on him, and the cameras and video cameras in the hands of reporters also focused on him.

"Hello everyone, now I am announcing the list of the ancient poetry rematch. They are Yan Junshan, a young teacher from the Chinese Department of Renmin University of China. His entry is the seven-character ancient poem "Winter Day", congratulations"

"yeah!"

There was a cheer not far from Qin Feng, and a buddy was there waving his arms in celebration.

"Young poet and writer, Fan Yi, his work is the five-character ancient poem "Mountain Forest""

The cheers sounded again, and some people were rejoicing.

"A sophomore from Gongshang University, Qin Feng, who won the first place in modern poetry before, his work is the seven-character ancient poem "Momei""

Before Professor Lu finished speaking, several of Qin Feng's teachers were overjoyed and began to celebrate in a low voice.

Qin Feng also opened his mouth and laughed non-stop, the taste of success is awesome!

The rest kept casting envious or jealous glances.

As the three places belonged one after another, the atmosphere on the scene became more and more tense. The remaining contestants knew that the chances were running out, and everyone was looking forward to hearing their own names next.

But most people are destined to be disappointed. Professor Lu's voice came to everyone's ears again.

"From the Chinese Department of Peking University, a doctoral student majoring in ancient literature, Gong Xiaofeng, his work is the seven-character ancient poem "Morning of the Muye""

Hearing the news, Gong Xiaofeng shook his fist in the same excitement.

Hope is slimmer, and disappointment, even hopelessness, has begun to spread among the contestants.

At the same time, everyone is still looking forward to the last ray of dawn, and their eyes are still fixed on Professor Lu in the center of the stage.

"Dong Zihui, a young poet from "Poetry Magazine", his work is an ancient five-character poem "Drinking Alone on a Snowy Night""

"Yeah! Awesome!"

When the last list was released, a cheer immediately sounded.

"Hey----!"

At the same time, there were sighs of disappointment.

So far, the list of semi-finals has been released, and the second final will soon begin.

(End of this chapter)