Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 271 It’s better to be embarrassed as soon as possible

As night falls, the bustling capital city gradually becomes quiet, but the nightlife in Yanyuan has just begun.

The Xueyi cafeteria has closed for business and the lights are dim; the persimmon forest is dimly lit in the moonlight, and in sharp contrast is the brightly lit large dining hall nearby.

The poetry contest was held in the evening, obviously to cater to everyone's schedule.

The large dining hall was already overcrowded at this time. Many students wanted to participate in such an event, but the space was limited. After members of various poetry clubs entered the venue at six o'clock, they occupied the space, and the remaining space was occupied. It was then divided among the other students who came in advance to wait.

At the entrance of the large dining room, there are many students sitting on stools or riding on the back of bicycles, looking around.

In an age lacking entertainment, this is a rare event.

And the next few days will be lively.

Yes, this poetry contest lasts for several days.Tonight is the first, the primary election.

Two-two duel.

In other words, half of the contestants will be eliminated tonight.

One of the contestants, Li Jiankun, is sitting in the camp of Morning Society. The bench he brought is quite far forward.

Regardless of seniority or strength, Morning Club is recognized as the second largest literary club in Yanyuan.

Of course, those guys at the back would definitely not be convinced.

The purpose of the fight was to take advantage of Li Daitao's intention to take advantage of this poetry contest.

Sitting on the left of Li Jiankun is Shen Hongyi, and on the right is Li Chun, one of the elders of the Morning Society.

Xu Qingyou turned his head and looked in front of him several times. His displeasure was written on his face, but he couldn't do anything about it.Who calls him Niubi? He is from the May Fourth Society.

The May Fourth Society is still ahead.

Further forward than them were a dozen armchairs lined up.Sitting there were the bosses of each poetry club in Yanyuan, one person from each poetry club, and a male professor from the literature department.

They are the judges of this poetry contest.

Although there is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts, since it is a competition, the winner must be determined in the end. This is also the appeal of each poetry club.

Peking University has always been open-minded. Tonight's two-pair PK match does not follow any procedures, and is similar to the "pair match" in the early years.

To put it simply: among the contestants who sign up for the competition, whoever thinks they are awesome will take the initiative to take the stage, while the other contestants who think they are mediocre will take the stage to challenge.

Two people form a team, let the work speak for itself, and the referee will evaluate it. If one party can't catch it, the other party will be the winner.

Thief Jill thrills!

The event didn't even need a host. After the professor from the Chinese Department announced the start of the competition, everyone's heads were spinning in all directions, wanting to see who would be the first brave person.

The people in the May Fourth Society and Chenchen Society were very calm, and no one had any intention of moving.

Li Jiankun regards this as the style of a master.If you watch movies, you will know that masters often appear in the finale.

Someone gets up.

As expected, the ones who love to jump around are younger brothers. The place where this brother is sitting is almost to the entrance of the big dining room...

Facing the unfavorable eyes of the audience, "Brother Yongren" didn't care, walking with wind and extraordinary momentum.He generally believes that he is the kind of person who is seriously underestimated.

The dark horse of this poetry competition!

When it comes to self-confidence, it's good, but if it's too much... it can be harmful.

"A little applause everyone!"

Well, you have to ask for the applause yourself.

But no matter what, being the first to appear is considered courageous, and everyone is not stingy in giving their slaps.

There was a splashing sound.

"Brother Yongren" stood still on the stage, lowered his head, and after brewing some emotions, slowly raised his head, his eyes were deep and his expression was sad.

"Ah! Sad spring."

"Ice and snow cover your body, and the cold invades your heart..."

I...throw your mother away.

Li Jiankun was startled and held his forehead in sadness.

"What's wrong, Senior Li, this poem is okay."

Next to her, Shen Hongyi noticed Li Jiankun's movements and thought to herself that Senior Li didn't even have the basic ability to identify poetry.

This poem uses the late spring in the north to criticize some untimely things and hint at their persecution on society.

She thought it was quite meaningful.

Maybe the wording is a bit straightforward.

Li Chun also tilted his head towards me, with a worried look on his face, "Jiankun, this guy's skills are average, how about... you come on later?"

"Brother Chun, what do you mean?"

"I didn't mean to look down on you."

"You just look down on it. My song... Oh no, "Life", is it bad?" Li Jiankun's face was completely abandoned. He was reborn. He copied a few poems and chased his wife without giving up.

Shen Hongyi asked curiously: "Does Senior Li have any poems? "Life"?"

Li Chun smiled bitterly and said: "His "Life" is just one word, the one he just missed - net."

Shen Hongyi clicked her tongue, "A one-word poem? Net..."

When the girl first read the poem, her heartstrings were twitched. She felt that this word had such profound meaning. Combined with the title of the poem "Life", it evoked infinite associations.Isn’t it like there is a big net everywhere in life?
Li Chun asked: "Does it feel very high-end?"

"Uh-huh!"

"But maybe he's lazy."

Shen Hongyi: "..."

"Gan! Brother Chun, this is not the first time you heard it that day." Li Jiankun protested.

"I smacked it carefully later."

Li Chuntao: "The word 'net' is indeed profound, but its profound part depends entirely on the reader's imagination. You have no other good works to base it on, which makes people wonder whether your thoughts as a creator are as profound as that." To what extent."

Yes, I understand.

For example, if a national team player sings "Uneasy", that's called art; if an ordinary person sings it, even if it has a beautiful voice and emotion... that's just crazy.

"I have a masterpiece, just wait and see."

Li Jiankun turned his head and wanted to cover his ears.Judging from his level of appreciation of poetry, "Brother Yongren" on stage is a typical moaning without illness, lamenting spring and autumn.

"Ah! I'm looking forward to next year's spring, when the grass will grow and the orioles will fly, and everything will sprout!"

The recitation of "Brother Brave" is completed.

Li Chun said hurriedly: "Jiankun, go up, up, up!"

Fuck your sister... Li Jiankun sat calmly.

He didn't want to go on stage, but some people couldn't wait and slipped onto the stage.

"I held an oil-paper umbrella and walked through the alley in the drizzle."

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, water drops fall onto the bluestone."

"Go through their lives."

"I looked up."

"The hazy alleyway seems to be never reachable..."

Eh!
This is still a poem.

At least it has an artistic conception that brings people into the environment at once.

Li Jiankun turned his head and said, "What do you think, Hong Yi?"

"The challenger wins."

Girl, you have taste after all, please raise the lower limit.Although it is a good virtue to be good at finding beauty in everything, some things really do not have beauty.

Such as daddy.

The judges unanimously judged that this poem was better than the previous one.

"Brother Yongren" was not convinced and sang the second song.

"Ah! Poor Xia."

Li Jiankun raised his head and rolled his eyes wildly.

Do you think this is over?
No, "Brother Brave" also has two songs for autumn and winter.

It's all "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" style, the style is there.

The referee was also speechless. To be honest, is there any difference between these four songs?Can you try something new?

Really there is...

"Brother Yongren" performed four songs in a row, while the other party only performed one song, "Dry Rain Alley", weighing in and out, and stood on the stage for a long time, looking a little dozed off.

The four songs have never surpassed anyone else's, and "Brother Yongren" can be regarded as realizing that he has lost his grandma.

He stepped down angrily.

"Drizzle Alley" won and was shortlisted for the semi-finals.

Li Chun bumped someone's elbow and said, "Jiankun, come on."

"Brother Chun, can you have some confidence in me?"

"I also think... Let's be honest, our poetry club is still very strong. One less person is a lot less than you. Taking advantage of the fact that the people on the stage are relatively weak now, you should hurry up and have fun. If you can mention it, , saying that he is engaged in economics and belongs to the special staff of the poetry society, I can thank you for eight generations of ancestors!"

Li Jiankun: "..."

(End of this chapter)