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The audience's knowledge is not as good as that of the professional judges. They are all well-known old professors in the literary world.

The audience couldn't be sure how the poem was going to be, but the judges were.

This poem is not easy!
Liang Yande's face was serious, he stared at Li Xiaobai who was reciting the poem impassionedly, and tightly clenched his left hands hidden in his sleeves.

How can it be?

How could Hu Dingjun's students write such shocking poems!

Yes, it is shocking.

With beautiful snowflakes, with a child's handwriting, on the desolate land, believe in the future!

believe in future!

Although there were only a few short sentences, Liang Yande's heart had already set off turbulent waves.

Sitting on Liang Yande's left was an old professor from South China University with dark hair and heavy glasses.

He looked at Li Xiaobai in surprise, opened his mouth and closed it again, and finally said: "The spider web, the stove, the lingering smoke of the ashes, the beautiful snowflakes, the contrast is sharp, and the layers are progressive."

"Have you two noticed the full emotional appeal of his reciting poetry, that emotion seems to be contagious?"

A professor from the School of Literary Arts of Hui'an University, sitting on Liang Yande's right hand, praised: "His ability to express emotions is very strong. I heard that this child is also a singer. Singing requires emotion, and reciting poetry also requires strong emotional expression. There are some parts that can be shared between them.”

For the expression of a poem, the quality of the poem itself is very important, and the emotions needed to express it through recitation are also very important.

This is the same as singing and performing. No matter how well written a song is, if the singer can’t sing it, it’s useless. No matter how well the script is written, it’s useless if the actor can’t perform the meaning depicted in the script.

As for Li Xiaobai, he seems to have perfectly kneaded and combined the two together.

Not only did he write this poem very well, but he also expressed his emotions very well when he recited it.

Li Xiaobai's emotions are very full, from low to high, and he can't hear the slightest discomfort.

The connection is very appropriate and natural.

Li Xiaobai's emotion, as if he didn't pay attention to the expression of emotion deliberately, but the poem he read should have been expressed with this emotion.

This is the scary thing about Li Xiaobai.

on the competition table.

Whether it was the changes in the faces of the three senior professors, or the exclamation of the audience who were watching the live broadcast on various video platforms at the moment, none of them affected Li Xiaobai's recitation.

When he started to read this poem, everything around him seemed to disappear. The surroundings of the Peking University gymnasium, the students in the competition, and the three professors in front of him all faded into nothingness.

What came into view was that difficult era.

It seems that what he is reading is not poetry, but an era.

Before his eyes are not poems drawn with black pen and ink dotted with white paper, but a history composed of scrolls of that era.

famine!

disaster!

Man-made disaster!

In this abyss of despair, there is a voice in the sky, which tells people living in dire straits: Believe in the future!

The players and professors on the surrounding competition platforms stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the venue, Li Xiaobai said leisurely:
"The reason why I firmly believe in the future
I believe in the eyes of people in the future

She has eyelashes that brush away the dust of history

She has pupils who can see through the chapters of the years
......"

The other student contestants who participated in the poetry competition were already dumbfounded.

Xia Wei, who just came out of the shock of Li Xiaobai's calligraphy, is still worried about Xiaobai, because Wang Liuyang's research on poetry is really deep.

Results the next moment.

When Li Xiaobai read two or three paragraphs of his poems in a row, her head went numb all of a sudden, as if someone knocked her from behind while walking at night.

Brother?

Li Xiaobai?
She was completely uncertain, she could only open her mouth slightly, her eyes widened, and stood beside the teacher Hu Dingjun stupidly.

sluggish!

Totally sluggish.

If Li Xiaobai's brush calligraphy shocked her just now, then at this moment, these few poems made her doubt life.

"teacher!"

Xia Wei tugged on Hu Dingjun's sleeve, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Did you give Xiaobai a little trouble? Or did you give him this poem?"

Based on her understanding of Li Xiaobai in the past year, Li Xiaobai's specialty lies in writing, in the study of modern literature and modern language. He is not familiar with language carriers such as poetry, nor has he done in-depth research.

How is it possible to write this kind of poetry at this level?

Hu Dingjun shook his head: "If I can write this kind of poetry, I will give it to him!"

Let alone him, just say how many of the professors present can write such shocking poems?

If it was written by him, let alone give it to Li Xiaobai to participate in the poetry competition, it would be nice if he could have a private look at it.

Give it back to him.

Hu Dingjun rolled his eyes at Xia Wei, a student, silly boy, do you have any misunderstandings about your teacher?

Although I am very considerate of my students, I would not give him such a good poem!

at the same time.

Having just defeated another opponent, Wang Liuyang returned to the rest area and stared closely at Li Xiaobai on the stage.

Even though his voice was very small, it could not conceal the shock and surprise in his heart: "Impossible!"

impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
How can it be?

How could his attainment in poetry be so high?

He writes songs, sings, and writes poems. Does he have 48 hours a day?

Wang Liuyang is going crazy!

How can this be compared, anyone who encounters this poem will have to kneel.

Let alone him, even if he invites his teacher Liang Yande to the stage, he will not be able to write a poem that can compete with this in a short time.

the other side.

The seed contestant of the School of Liberal Arts of Shanghai City University stood up at this moment, and said to his companions: "I can no longer tell whether he is a student or a professor."

The person who can write this kind of poetry is said to be a student, does anyone believe it?
He doesn't believe it anyway.

A companion next to him is also a contestant who is expected to win the championship of Shanghai City University this year: "I'm really glad that I didn't meet him. When I came across this poem, no matter who it is, I have to kneel. I didn't win at all." possible..."

Several participating students from Shanghai City University nodded their heads one after another.

"Which school is he playing against?" A student asked.

"It seems to be from Northwestern University's School of Liberal Arts, right?"

"It's from the Faculty of Liberal Arts of Northwest University. He just entered the first year of graduate school this year. He is still Wang Liuyang's junior."

Everyone was stunned.

There is nothing wrong with being a student of Northwestern University, but it would be interesting to add Wang Liuyang's junior to his identity.

Last year's poetry competition, many students present also participated last year, and they all witnessed the farce of the past year with their own eyes.

A student dared to ridicule a professor of Peking University openly and secretly. If there was no instigation behind it, they wouldn't believe it even if they were beaten to death.

Last year, Beijing University suffered a loss. Judging by Li Xiaobai's appearance this year, it's not just as simple as getting back his place.

"If I remember correctly, this is Li Xiaobai's first match."

"That's right, it's the first game."

Not only the first scene, but also Liang Yande's students in the first scene.

"If the teacher of the student opposite is not Liang Yande, do you think Li Xiaobai would come up with this poem right now?" Some students questioned.

The result is that it will not.

Because this poem can help him win the championship of this year's poetry competition, even if this poem is selected for the European Poetry Awards, it will definitely not be unknown.

Taking it out now, apart from allowing him to defeat an opponent and advance to the next round, it has no real effect in this poetry competition.

"Too impulsive."

"Yeah, I'm too impulsive, I should wait until the end and leave it to Wang Liuyang."

"You said, is it because Li Xiaobai can only present this poem, and he is not sure that he can advance to the next round of other poems."

"Even if there is only this one, he is the most eye-catching in this year's poetry competition."

"Yes."

"..."

……

Host on stage.

Zhou Guowei, who came to join in the fun, was dumbfounded!
Others don't know Li Xiaobai's strength, but he knows it very well.

Li Xiaobai is very talented in writing songs, but when did he have such a good research on poetry?
Isn't he a songwriter?
wrong……

Isn't he a singer?

not right either...

Isn't he the singer who sings the songs he writes, the songwriter who writes the songs for himself?
Why is his poetic attainment so high?

So perverted!
If this is the case, it will be even more difficult for him to lure Li Xiaobai from the Faculty of Arts to the Faculty of Music.

Looking at it like this, Hu Dingjun will be a ghost if he can let go!
This guy knows too many things!
……

In the shock of all parties.

Li Xiaobai's voice became louder and louder:

"Whatever people say about our rotting flesh
The melancholy of being lost, the pain of failure

It is moving tears, deep sympathy
Or give a contemptuous smile, a biting sarcasm

......"

The camera used for the live broadcast was aimed at Li Xiaobai in all directions.

"I'm a firm believer that people think about our spine

The countless times of exploration, loss, failure and success
Will definitely give enthusiastic, objective and fair evaluation
Yes, I am anxiously awaiting their rating

......"

The scene is silent.

The countless cameras used for live broadcast, apart from Li Xiaobai's face and expression changes, the faces of other people captured in the camera are full of shock.

There was no expression other than shock.

Including all judges present.

In the close-up of the camera, under the calm but emotionally explosive face, the voice reveals high and low:
"Friends, firmly believe in the future
Believe in perseverance

The youth who believed in victory over death

Believe in the future and love life. "

There was silence.No cheers, no applause.

Everyone was in a sluggish expression, standing in place in a daze.

When Li Xiaobai handed the blank paper full of poems to the three judges, many people finally came to their senses.

Whoa!
There were not many people in the gymnasium, but the applause was very violent, and the scene was immediately detonated.

It stands to reason that this kind of competition should not have applause.

This kind of competition between students should be very serious.

But at this moment.

The students had forgotten that they were entering a poetry competition and that the person they were applauding was actually their opponent.

But so what!Good work should be appreciated.

Even many professors laughed and applauded at the moment.

"so horrible!"

"Isn't he a songwriter? How come poetry is so good! Although there is an extra word in the middle, there is a world of difference between the two, okay?"

"It's terrible, what's the matter with the feeling that I want to worship him now?"

"I'm still doubting my ears."

"I don't know if you have seen his brush calligraphy. It's not inferior to everyone's demeanor."

"I saw it. I just watched the live broadcast on my mobile phone. Li Xiaobai's brush calligraphy is very good. You can't write this kind of calligraphy without a few years of skill."

"This is too scary. Others are here to participate in the poetry competition. He came directly to teach us how to write poetry."

"Why do I feel like crying when I listen to his poems? I seem to see the hardships of that era depicted in his poems."

"That's because Li Xiaobai's emotions in reading poetry are so full that we are drawn into it unconsciously."

"..."

The applause faded away.

At this moment, all eyes were on the three professors and judges in front of Li Xiaobai.

Especially Liang Yande who was sitting at the main seat.

Many people know that there is a deep conflict between Liang Yande and Hu Dingjun.

And Li Xiaobai is Hu Dingjun's student, especially seeing Li Xiaobai's way of releasing Wang Zha, obviously he wants to avenge Liu Feng in last year's poetry competition.

Some people's eyes gradually became playful.

They all looked at Liang Yande.

At this moment, the selection stage.

The three professors put their light on the white paper handed over by Li Xiaobai almost at the same time, filled with poems.

"This brush calligraphy can't achieve this effect without a few years of effort." The professor of the Faculty of Liberal Arts of Hui'an University can see at a glance the brush calligraphy skills needed to write this poem.

He looked up at Li Xiaobai, said with a smile, "Very good! I like the three lines in the first three paragraphs of the poem that I believe in the future."

Li Xiaobai: "Thank you!"

The professor of the School of Liberal Arts of Hui'an University continued: "The first section expresses that "I" believe in the future in the hardship of material life; the second section means that "I" believe in the future when the spiritual world is frustrated; and the third section The key point is to express my heart "I" must firmly and purely believe in the future without hesitation."

"The three are progressive, the writing is very appropriate, and it fits the artistic conception very well."

"I prefer the fourth section. The connotation of this section is very good." Another professor took the words and continued to explain: "People in the future can see clearly from the sidelines, so they stand higher than us who are in the wind and dust and in the clouds. It is more far-reaching, more thorough, and better able to recognize the true face of Mount Lu. Here, the eyes, eyelashes, and pupils are also in the same position, and they all falsely refer to the perspective and vision that people will see in the future."

Liang Yande didn't speak, and kept staring at the words "Believe in the future" written on the white paper.

After a while, he cleared his throat and said, "We'll talk about poetry analysis later, and now we should grade the works of the two students."

There is no poetry appreciation link in the poetry competition. After the two participating students have finished writing and reading the poems, and after the three professors and judges check that they are correct, they will give a score to determine the winner of the two contestants.

The two professors couldn't bear to analyze Li Xiaobai's poem after he submitted it.

If you really want to study it carefully, they violated the competition rules of the competition.

But at this time, who would go to the depths of the two of them!Many viewers who watched the live broadcast wished for a few professors to stand up and analyze this poem.

Many viewers who watched the live broadcast only knew that this poem was awesome, and hearing it made their skin crawl, but they didn't know why it was so awesome, or how awesome it was.

At this time, a professional professor analyzed and commented on this poem, which was exactly what they wanted to see.

However, analysis and comments are not allowed in the competition.

If you can't understand this poem, you can only look for strategies on the Internet after the competition.

The viewers who watched the live broadcast could only regret it, but they had no interest in the judges' scores, and there was no suspense anymore.

"The result is already obvious."

"That's right, Li Xiaobai's poem was almost unbeatable in this year's poetry competition, but he took it out too early. If this poem is placed in the finals, it will definitely win the championship..."

"Yeah, it's too early to come out, it's a pity, I don't know if there are any poems of similar quality to this poem after him."

"What are you thinking? I really thought this type of poetry was Chinese cabbage, so I took it out as soon as I said it."

"..."

There was no suspense in the scoring, and Li Xiaobai won with a perfect score.

In the final scoring, all three judges scored full marks.

All three judges got full marks, which has never happened in the poetry competition since it was held.

It can be said that Li Xiaobai's "Believe in the Future" created the history of the poetry contest.

"You are very talented in poetry. I hope you will cherish this talent in the future and don't waste it." A professor from the School of Liberal Arts of Hui'an University persuaded: "In the future, let's focus on poetry. , don’t write songs, the entertainment industry isn’t for you!”

"Professor Sun is right. Even if you don't study poetry, you can concentrate on practicing calligraphy." A professor from the School of Liberal Arts of Shanghai City University said, "I dare to say that as long as you calm down and concentrate on studying calligraphy, within a few years, you You can definitely become a calligraphy master."

This is not a compliment, but a compliment. It is not necessary for a professor of literature to compliment a student of literature.

What he said is indeed correct, with the blessing and irrigation of calligraphy pills, as long as Li Xiaobai spends a little time studying calligraphy, his future achievements in calligraphy will definitely not be low.

"I will."

This battle is over, but the other contestants have lost their minds about the next battle.

Go back to the rest area.

Xia Wei was the first to come up, and whispered: "You really wrote that poem? It's very well hidden."

Hu Dingjun patted Li Xiaobai on the shoulder and said with relief: "Good job!"

He didn't ask Li Xiaobai why he took out this poem so early, he didn't need to ask, as a teacher, he had to trust his students.

at the same time.

The video of Li Xiaobai reciting poems was edited and posted online.

Because of "Young Huaxia Shuo", Li Xiaobai's popularity is booming.

The topic about him was quickly brought up by netizens.

Many netizens were shocked after watching this video!
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