"Three and 10 minutes, enough."

After An Zhiruo said so, his eyes moved to the big screen in the center: "Now there are 140 nine cards on the screen."

"Start with the first one and turn over the cards one by one."

"In these three 10 minutes, I made 140 nine poems, and each poem is not the same."

"Listen, I will read."

"After 140 nine poems, it doesn't matter who wins or loses."

An Zhiruosu still cherishes words like gold.

Each of his words did not exceed twenty words, but each word was smashed down like a mountain weighing tens of millions of catties.

It hit every audience at the scene and in front of the TV;

It fell on the three instructors and host Qi Fang;

It hit Van der Li, Le Dongsheng, and all the staff behind the stage.

"Crazy, An Zhiruo is crazy!"

"What are you kidding, 10 nine poems in three 140 minutes!"

"And every poem is not the same! Even if he can make it, can he guarantee the quality?"

"What is he trying to prove? To prove that he writes poetry fast? Or to prove something else?"

"What's the point of that, what's the point of doing that."

Everyone in the venue stared at the masked man under the pale yellow beam of light, but the masked man's eyes were so flat that he couldn't see the slightest bit of tension or abnormality.

Qi Fang asked, "What's the point of your doing this?"

"prove."

Qi Fang continued to ask: "What did you prove, did you prove your poetry writing speed?"

"Level, strength."

Qi Fang continued: "Do you want to prove your level and strength? But 10 nine poems in three 140 minutes, so many poems in such a short time, can you guarantee that each of your poems is above the quality?"

"Each song, more than [-] percent." An Zhiruosu responded lightly.

Just seven short words, when these seven words were spoken, all the audience felt their scalps go numb.

Guo Sujin's original view of An Zhiruosu has changed. After all, being able to write three poems with different styles but catchy one after another is definitely a remarkable strength.

But when Guo Sujin heard An Zhiruosu's words, an extremely ridiculous smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"What a joke!"

"Poems with a percentage above [-]% must at least be catchy, popular, and unique in style."

"Every poem with a score of more than [-] must have at least one sentence like 'Stop and sit in love with Fenglin', or 'but make the owner drunk'."

"But this kind of poem, how can it be so easy to make!?"

"An average of three poems per minute."

"Every poem is still above 140%, and the [-] nine cards on the screen are random pictures."

"This is impossible, even if Qu Yuan is alive!"

Qu Yuan, the greatest poet of the Warring States Period.

On the stage, Qi Fang also felt extremely ridiculous.

But as a gold medal host, she couldn't just expose it directly, so she changed a compromise plan and said to An Zhiruosu: "Although the show is still three to ten minutes away, there are still many processes that have not been completed."

I thought An Zhiruo would give me a step down, but I didn't expect it.

"So hurry up."

An Zhiruosu's response was to hurry up.

It was the first time that An Zhiruosu became so eloquent.

But every word he said was very simple and direct.

……

Han Hao is a fan of An Zhiruosu. He has been a fan of An Zhiruosu since An Zhiruosu answered the questions in the second round of the Poetry Conference.

reason?

Because Han Hao has always been a person with poor academic performance and poor memory.Wake up early and read until night, when I flipped through the book the next day, I found that I forgot all about it!

Therefore, Han Hao especially admires and likes to be at ease.

It takes three seconds to answer each question. How powerful is this memory?

In the third period, Han Hao directly admired An Zhiruosu, and even dreamed that one day he would have the same level of knowledge as An Zhiruosu.

When it was announced on the show that An Zhiruosu was going to play against Ledong Shengsheng in the final, Han Hao booked the ticket immediately, just to support his idol An Zhiruosu.

The ending made him happy.

The three poems written by idols, "Thoughts in a Quiet Night", "A Journey in the Mountains" and "A Journey in a Guest", any one of them is a catchy poem.

Han Hao felt that the idol he admired was indeed the most awesome!

"Le Dong Sheng plagiarized these two poems of mine." When An Zhiruosu said these words, Han Hao felt his whole body boil.

If what the idol said is true, then the idol will become No. 1 in the poetry world today, even stronger than Su Yuqi in the poetry world.

Is my idol so awesome?

But then, the idol An Zhiruosu was criticized verbally and pen.

5.00% of the 60 people in the venue were attacking An Zhiruosu, asking An Zhiruosu to present evidence.

Han Hao believes in his idol unconditionally.

At that time, he really wanted to stand up and yell to believe in An Zhiruosu, but he found that he had no courage and no evidence.

The word 'evidence' was like a knife on Han Hao's neck, making him unable to speak.

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