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Chapter 98 Believe in the Future (Please Subscribe)

Beijing University's gymnasium is huge.

Although the entire venue is divided by partitions from the middle partition interception, half of the venues have also set up ten competition platforms.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to compare. The number of students participating in the poetry competition this year is three times that of previous years.

Fortunately, there are enough professors leading the team, and there are many professors from the Faculty of Liberal Arts of Peking University, so there is no need to worry about not having enough judges.

Before Li Xiaobai started to create the game, he heard an exclamation not far away. He looked sideways and saw Xia Bianping standing on the competition stage looking at him with a frustrated expression.

Xia Ping was defeated!
So fast?
Li Xiaobai clearly remembered that Xia Wei got on the competition stage on her way to draw lots, how many minutes had passed?

Have 10 minutes?
Certainly less than 10 minutes.

There is a time limit for the poetry competition, and the creation time of a competition shall not exceed 10 minutes.

However, very few people waited until 10 minutes before giving out poetry works.

Students who come to participate in the poetry competition will prepare several different types of poems before coming.During the competition, if you happen to be prepared for the type of topic given by the judges, you can directly take it out for the competition.If you are not prepared, it is difficult to write good poetry in 10 minutes.

Li Xiaobai didn't see who Xia Wei's opponent was, and the opponent had already stepped down before the exclamation sounded.

"stop looking."

The student standing opposite Li Xiaobai said: "That female student is your junior sister! She can't be the opponent of Senior Brother Liuyang, who is very knowledgeable in poetry."

Li Xiaobai didn't see who Xia Wei was fighting against, but he kept paying attention to that person.

Wang Liuyang.

It was Wang Liuyang who fought against Xia Wei.

Li Xiaobai narrowed his eyes, and looked at the student opposite: "Do you think you will definitely beat me? Is it because the given question happened to be well prepared by you? Or is it because one of the three judges is your teacher Liang Yande?"

"Are you suspecting that we are engaging in black-box operations?" The student sneered and said, "This is Beijing University, and it is your home stadium. Come to us!"

He was right, everything from the venue to the props needed for the game was prepared and provided by Beijing University.

If you really want to talk about black-box operations, the most likely thing to do is Beijing University.

Black box operation...

This kind of large-scale competition between students hosted by the Ministry of Education, how could anyone dare to engage in black-box operations, every round and every round is under the supervision of the Ministry of Education, not to mention that there are countless cameras on the scene of this year's competition live streaming.

However, Li Xiaobai never thought about the black box operation, it was impossible, and he couldn't do it at all.

It can only be said that everything is due to fate.

"Since we're all prepared, don't worry about it, just write!" Li Xiaobai picked up the brush as he spoke.

Brush calligraphy is a compulsory basic skill for students of the Faculty of Arts.

And Li Xiaobai also has the blessing of pills.

In the last lottery draw, three pills were drawn, one was a painting pill that inherited Qi Baishi's painting skills, and the other two were calligraphy pills and guzheng pills.

Calligraphy pills, like painting pills, can improve Li Xiaobai's calligraphy skills and muscle memory to the greatest extent, but painting pills are assisted by Qi Baishi's painting, while calligraphy pills do not.

But even so, at this moment Li Xiaobai's calligraphy is not comparable to that of a first-year graduate student.

Seeing the student on the opposite side holding a pen and preparing to write, Li Xiaobai pointed at the pen in his hand with a brush and mocked, "Cut! That's it?"

Beijing University has prepared a variety of writing tools for the contestants on the competition stage, including brushes, pens, ballpoint pens, and even sharpened pencils.

Li Xiaobai has the blessing of calligraphy pills, so he doesn't even have to think about choosing a brush to write poetry directly.

The font written with a brush will crush the pen in all directions, but the premise is that the calligraphy must be written very well.

Otherwise, it's just pretending to be coercive and getting fucked!
Unless they are very confident in their calligraphy, few students dare to show their calligraphy in front of the professors of the Faculty of Arts.

That student, like most of the participating students, chose to use a pen to write the poems he had prepared a long time ago. Who would have thought that the guy opposite would mock him!

He replied coldly: "The pens and brushes are all the same. The poetry competition looks at the poems created, not the pens and brushes."

This is a poetry contest, not a brush calligraphy contest, so it is natural to choose the most confident font to write.

"Oh! If you can't do it, you can't do it. There are so many excuses. A man can't say he can't do it! If he really can't do it, he won't be sexually blessed!" Li Xiaobai shook the brush in his hand. Anyway, there is no rule in the competition that he can't use words. Stimulating opponents, Wang Liuyang was such a stimulating Liu Feng in last year's poetry competition, which finally caused Liu Feng to lose control of his emotions.

[Negative emotion from Wang Fang +0.3]

Seeing this elementary school boy named Wang Fang, his face turned dark immediately, with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

I go, so many...

This is the first time Li Xiaobai has seen negative emotions break through 0.2!
+0.3 for the first time!

This is so exciting, doesn't it mean that you don't have a happy life!As for?
Li Xiaobai turned his head and returned to the desk where he was writing poetry with a brush in his hand. This guy suddenly burst out with so many negative emotional points. What if he rushed over to beat him like Liu Feng did last year?
Will Liang Yande stop it?

Hey!
Excited too much.

Li Xiaobai just thought that if he said a few ugly words to stimulate the other party, let him follow him to write calligraphy and finally make a fool of himself. Not only would he lose Liang Yande's face, but he would also earn a wave of negative emotion points.

But who would have thought that this product would be so exciting!After a few words, his complexion was about to turn black.

Although Liang Yande next to him looked normal, he was already scolding in his heart.

Wang Fang, an idiot, reminded him before he went on stage that he should not care about anything and say nothing when he met Li Xiaobai, and just hand in the prepared poems and leave the stage.

He has seen how bad Li Xiaobai's mouth is, and ordinary people really can't beat him.

Although he couldn't hear what Li Xiaobai said to his students on the stage, it was not difficult to guess from Wang Fang's ugly face that it must be something bad.

The other two professors have long been used to it. Stirring their opponents before writing poems seems to have become an old tradition in poetry competitions. This is like the ancient generals talking harshly before fighting. The opponent's mentality must not be cowardly.

As for Wang Fang, Li Xiaobai knows about it. The husband of the national goddess Shen Lingwei is probably not known to many students. Before the competition, he has always been one. This will be a civilized and harmonious poetry competition. !Although you can't hear the sound in the venue, you should pay attention to the character design!

As a result, this guy not only didn't pay attention, but even made it worse. Pay attention to your own personality, okay?Your fans are watching!
At a certain moment, Wang Fang suddenly thought, it seems that Li Xiaobai's character design is cheap, right?

[Negative emotion from Wang Fang +0.1]

How to do?
Wang Fang was at a loss, whether to change the brush or not?
It's not that he can't write calligraphy with a brush, it's just that he doesn't write so well.

[Negative emotion from Wang Fang +0.1]

The location of the viewing seats.

The defeated Xia Wei came to Hu Dingjun's side. Hu Dingjun is the judge of Huaxia poetry, and the competition of Huaxia poetry is tomorrow, so he can come to watch the competition today.

"Teacher! How does Xiaobai use a brush? His calligraphy is not as good as mine!" Xia Wei was quite worried, this is not the time to show off her calligraphy!
"He must have his plan." Hu Dingjun said.

"teacher!"

Xia Wei looked at Li Xiaobai and the student opposite him suspiciously: "What are they doing? Why is that person's face so ugly?"

Hu Dingjun said lightly: "Be prepared, if that student rushes over to beat Xiaobai, run up and stop him."

"Huh?" Xia Wei was stunned.

Just as Xia Wei was stunned, Li Xiaobai on the stage had already written four large characters on the white paper with black ink:
"believe in future!"

That's right, the poem he chose was the poem "Believe in the Future" written by Index Finger.

The popularity of this poem is so wide that students are required to recite it in textbooks!

This poem is labeled as positive energy chicken soup, but the smell of this chicken soup is not strong and fragrant.

In fact, the poem "Believe in the Future" also explains the root of the integrity of ancient scholar-bureaucrats from another aspect, although it is not something that everyone can do.

Li Xiaobai stopped writing, waiting for Wang Fang to finish.

For this poem, even if you are prepared, so what!
Li Xiaobai is very confident about this poem.

Soon, Wang Fang also put down the pen, and he finally chose the pen without being influenced by Li Xiaobai.

After both of them finished writing, fans and netizens who watched the video widened their eyes.

Because it is a live broadcast, the camera cannot zoom in when the contestants are composing poems, so they don't know what the two wrote.

"Xiaobai seems to know what exactly he wrote!"

"Xiaobai wrote it with a brush. His posture and expression when writing the brush are so handsome! What should I do? Am I going to become a love rival with Goddess Shen!"

"Who is playing against Xiaobai! He looks ordinary and looks a bit silly."

"Then it's up to the contestants to recite their own poems, right?"

"After the two contestants finish writing, it's the contestants' turn to recite the poems they created."

"Get started, I can't wait."

"That's right, read it quickly!"

"..."

Most of the people who came to watch the live broadcast came for Li Xiaobai, and some came just to watch the poetry competition, but this kind of audience was a minority.

"You come first." Li Xiaobai took a step back and gave up the position of reciting poetry.

Liang Yande nodded, and Wang Fang began to recite his own poems aloud.

The name of his poem is "Overcoming Thorns and Thorns". It took him two months to write this poem. Before coming to Beijing University, this poem was revised by his teacher Liang Yande.

Wang Fang has great confidence in this poem.

His thoughts are the same as Wang Liuyang's. Since Li Xiaobai writes songs so well, he must have spent a lot of time learning to write songs. How could he still have time to study and study poetry!
Although I am not as good as Senior Brother Wang in poetry, I am definitely better than Li Xiaobai.

After listening to Wang Fang's recitation, even the three judges couldn't help but smile: "It's great to be able to express such artistic conception at this age!"

Yes, very good!

Wang Fang was very modest: "Thank you teachers for your compliments!"

Next is Li Xiaobai.

Wang Fang retreated, and Li Xiaobai came to the reading area.

All the viewers watching the live broadcast couldn't help locking their eyes.

"Xiaobai is still handsome!"

"He is so handsome and talented, God is really unfair!"

"It's finally Xiaobai's turn. I'm so excited. I'll go to the bathroom first."

"I'm really looking forward to Xiaobai's poems."

"I don't think everyone should have too much hope for Xiaobai. After all, one's time is limited. Xiaobai's songs are very good. He definitely has no time to study poetry. But Xiaobai is a liberal arts college after all. Yes, it's all right to write an ordinary poem."

"I agree with what the above said, everyone just treat it rationally, no matter what is written, I can accept it."

"Xiaobai loses to me, but I feel more comfortable. He is already so good at writing songs. If he is so talented at writing poetry, how can we be so popular!"

"Right!"

"..."

Viewers watching the live broadcast are posting barrage discussions.

No matter how varied the discussion barrage is, as Li Xiaobai unfolds the white paper filled with calligraphy, everyone will not only focus on it.

in the stands.

Xia Wei was also holding up her mobile phone to watch the live broadcast.

Because the stands are far away from the competition stage, what is written on the white paper can't be read clearly even if you wear glasses.

The moment Li Xiaobai unfolded the white paper, the camera paused for a few seconds on the white paper, and Xia Wei's jaw was shocked by just these few seconds of pause.

"Since when did Xiaobai's calligraphy become so good?"

Xia Wei rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Hu Dingjun was also a little sluggish, he was very clear about the level of Li Xiaobai's calligraphy, not to mention how bad his writing was, but it wasn't particularly good either.

But the few seconds of pause in the camera...

Is this guy hiding something from the teacher?

Countless shots were aimed at Li Xiaobai, and at this moment he was the main character in the stadium.

Before reciting, the contestants don't need to introduce nonsense, just start reading directly.

Li Xiaobai cleared his throat and began to read:
"believe in future

When the spider web ruthlessly sealed my stove
When the ashes of the ashes sighed the sorrow of poverty
I still stubbornly flatten the ashes of disappointment

Write with beautiful snowflakes: Believe in the future

......"

Everyone seemed to have a sense of oppression on the back of the neck being pinched by fate, everyone's scalp was numb, and goose bumps crawled all over their bodies.

Moreover, when Li Xiaobai was reading this poem, the momentum on his body was shocking.

On him, people felt a sense of oppression.

"Is this still Xiaobai?" Xia Wei stared blankly at the figure on the competition stage.

Is this momentum still the senior brother who has been bullying him?
"Believe in the future!" Hu Dingjun kept murmuring these four words.

At this moment, Li Xiaobai's passionate voice came out through the phone:

"I'll point to the platoons rushing to the horizon
I want to use the sea that holds up the sun in my palm

The warm and beautiful pen holder swaying in the dawn

Write in your child's style: Believe in the future

......"

boom!
People only feel that there is a loud noise roaring in their ears, roaring!

The faces of the judges changed!

Liang Yande's expression changed!

He looked in shock at the young man on the stage holding a blank sheet of paper and reading aloud passionately. Was this written by him?

How could this be written by him!
at the same time.

The audience watching the live broadcast also showed shocked expressions, as if there was no other expression to express their mood at the moment except shock.

So shocking.

"I wipe!"

"Is this really Xiaobai? He can write so well?"

"Although I don't know poetry, but after Xiaobai read these two sentences, I got goosebumps all over my body!"

"It's not just about the poetry, but also Xiaobai's voice and momentum. If someone else reads this poem, they may not be able to read the feeling that makes me want to cry."

"Me too, obviously the theme is inspirational, but why I can't help but want to cry!"

"Fuck!"

"..."

At this moment, the audience burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)