Chapter 55 Winning
There are already many people sitting in the waterside pavilion and the non-tying boat.

Yu Hai's appearance is so outstanding, it's impossible for these people not to pay attention.

At this time, they all looked over curiously.

Those who can receive invitations to the Poetry Conference are all people with a certain literary background. Naturally, they will not follow stars like ordinary fans, but most of them have a pretty good sense of the sea.

Yu Hai's previous poems have made many people recognize his literary quality.

At this moment, on the second floor of Loufang, a hale and hearty old man stood up and greeted Wei Chubai: "Old Wei, you are late, come quickly, I have a seat for you."

Wei Chubai scolded with a smile: "You old bastard, you have a quick temper."

As he said that, he didn't stay any longer, and led Yu Hai along the bridge corridor and entered the second floor of Fang.

The entire poetry conference did not specially arrange the positions of the guests.

Participants can sit wherever they want, and those who don't like chairs can sit on the floor.

But at this time, the people sitting on the second floor of Loufang are basically a group of people at the top of the literary circle.

As soon as Wei Chubai stepped into his circle of friends, he immediately introduced Yu Hai to everyone: "Let me introduce you, this is a talented student from our school, Jingluo. Can you see if he is a good-looking talent?"

Many people laughed and scolded: "Who doesn't know Jingluo? It's just you, an old boy, showing off. He's not from your literature department."

Wei Chubai ignored them, and pulled Yu Hai to introduce him: "This is the president of our Poetry Association, Fang Tianmu."

"This is Yang Qishan, the one who wrote "Manguan Mountain"."

"Mr. Yonglan..."

……

Yu Hai was like a child who was dragged by his parents to pay New Year greetings to his relatives. After saying hello, no one actually remembered much.

However, it is impossible for these people to embarrass a junior. In addition, Yu Hai has always had a good image since his debut, and his talent is real.

Therefore, everyone's attitude towards him is very friendly, with various compliments:
"Jingluo, I have long wanted to see you."

"Liangzhou Ci is very well written, I like it very much..."

"I like the song "Xingxiangzi. Shuhuai" written by you better."

When Jingluo sat down, everyone's attention naturally shifted from the person to the work.

"Speaking of which, Jingluo's song "May I Live Long" is really well written!"

"The name of the lyrics is Shui Tiao Ge Tou, right?"

Someone looked at Yu Hai, and Yu Hai responded: "Yes!"

So everyone talked about this word again.

During this process, most of Yu Hai sat there silently listening to everyone talking.

When people asked him, he only responded with a few words in a concise manner.

But everyone didn't think the kid was rude at all, but thought he was well-behaved and low-key.

The main thing is that the appearance filter is there.Seeing the child sitting there quietly, the bosses didn't intend to forcefully blend into their topic, and answered whatever they asked him.Subconsciously, he felt that this child was restrained and unassuming, not at all like a star in the entertainment industry.

Favorability is increasing day by day.

"I have seen so many poems chanting the moon, and this one is definitely the best among them."

"This poem must belong to the peak of Chanting the Moon!"

At this time, the young talents sitting in other seats looked at the extremely tall and handsome figure among a group of old men, and felt envious, jealous, and of course admiration, and so on.

The camera in the live broadcast room will not stay on a certain person all the time, it basically swims on the attendees, but the discussion of the big guys about Yu Hai's poetry is also completely captured by the camera and broadcast live.

Only then did many people have a clearer impression of how good Hai's poems are.

"Damn it, are the poems written by Jingluo so good?"

"The ones upstairs can tell you that it is not inferior to many famous works handed down from generation to generation!"

"In modern society, you can't find a few who are good at writing poetry."

"It is said that the Ministry of Education is considering including it in teaching materials."

"Whale fall is amazing!"

"..."

The time soon came to three o'clock in the afternoon.

After a few bangs, the No.40 Second Poetry Conference officially started.

The host Jing Yusheng opened with a few poems.

She has a good temperament, has poems and books in her belly, and her opening remarks are extremely powerful, which makes the atmosphere of the scene full of literary atmosphere.

The first part of the Poetry Conference is the award ceremony of the Poetry Competition for College Students.

Two awards were awarded, the Poetry Dragon Award and the Phoenix Award.The Dragon Award is for ancient poetry, while the Phoenix Award is for modern poetry.

It's not that the ancient poetry awards are more valuable than modern poetry, but that the Dragon Award was first established for ancient poetry awards, and it took a few years for the Poetry Association to set up the Phoenix Award for modern poetry.

For the literary circle, the two have the same meaning.

First up is the Dragon Award.

In the melodious and misty melody, the huge screen behind the host, with ink and ink surging, slowly played a poem sentence by sentence:

"I am leaning against a dangerous building, and the wind is thin, looking at the melancholy of spring, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no word who will rely on the meaning of languid."

"I plan to get drunk on Shukuangtu and sing to wine, and the music is still tasteless. The belt is getting wider and I don't regret it, and it will make people haggard for Yixiao."

This word is well written.

This is the first feeling that many viewers feel when they see this poem.

Anyone who understands Chinese can appreciate the beauty of this poem.

Especially the last sentence: I don’t regret that the belt is getting wider and wider, and people are haggard because of Yixiao.This sentence is simply amazing.

The barrage in the live broadcast room sighed one after another:

"Is this the strength of the Dragon Prize winner?"

"A taste that ordinary people can't describe!"

"You can feel the beauty of this poem without savoring it carefully."

"It can't be another work of a foreigner, can it?"

"It feels better than the previous Dragon Award works!"

"Works that can be included in textbooks"

"..."

Ordinary audiences can intuitively feel that this poem is well written, not to mention the professionals on the scene, who are all people with good literary literacy.

Many people shouted excitedly.

"Wonderful!"

"This year's Dragon Award-winning works are written with more flavor than previous ones."

"The choice of words and sentences is up to everyone."

"College students today are amazing."

"Which university is the author from?"

"The future is terrifying!"

"..."

After the whole poem was fully presented, the host Jing Yusheng read out the comment of the director of poetry: "This poem is closely related to the sorrow of spring and refuses to explain it directly. In the blink of an eye, shadows and shadows, complicated and confusing, hundreds of times, until the last sentence is clicked, and the lovesickness is written to the extreme."

Then, under everyone's curious and expectant eyes, Jing Yusheng raised his voice and said: "Let's congratulate the author of this poem, Yu Hai, a student from the Composition Department of Haohan University, for winning the No.20 Dragon Award in the Third World College Students Ancient Poetry Competition! "

Yu Hai?

who is it?

(End of this chapter)

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