Rebirth and counterattack: I became a top student at Tsinghua University

Chapter 231 A strong opponent

"Okay! Get it and hurry over! Yu Ning is competing, so you will definitely be by her side!" Hong Ying has always been more at ease with Su Xue's work, so she didn't have too many doubts about her words. After just giving some instructions, he turned around and left the office building of Xingchen Film and Television Company.

When Su Xue saw Hong Ying leaving the office building, she quickly returned to the office and sat casually on her sofa chair.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Amelia Su felt tired.

This time, the judges of the "Masked Poetry Conference" specially invited Mr. Luo as their mentor.

The combination of Pei Yuning and Keyue has always been valued by Director Tian of the program team. There is absolutely no problem in entering the finals, and there is no need for him to stay there.

She also has other artist matters that need to be dealt with.

For Pei Yuning, the time she can allocate is still limited after all.

This time in the preliminary round of the "Masked Poetry Conference", it is also a good thing for her to show her true strength.

She can also more or less know what her level is.

Su Xue looked at the time on the wall clock in the office. Three hours had passed. It was estimated that the preliminary round had already entered the second round of the "Flying Flower Order".

Su Xue only had a rough understanding of the "Feihua Order" link.

But she doesn't know the ranking currently given by the program team.

Su Xue thought for a moment, took out her phone, and searched for the latest news on the "Masked Poetry Conference" competition site.

What is displayed at the top of the web page is "The combination of the woman in green and the woman in pink is the No. 1 on the field."

Also attached is a photo of another team. This team is in the fourth group, tied for No. 1 with the first team.

Su Xue could tell at a glance that the woman in the first team wearing a green dress and skirt was Pei Yuning.

It seems that they actually achieved No. 1 result in this competition.

Then I will have to return to the competition site later.

Thinking like this, Su Xue carried her satchel and planned to return to the competition site first. If the program team were to announce the list of teams that would advance to the finals of this competition later, if her manager was not present, she would definitely be there in the future. It was dug out by someone who was interested and made a big fuss about it.

She didn't dare to take risks on such occasions.

Su Xue quickly went downstairs, drove to the parking lot, and drove towards the office building where the "Masked Poetry Conference" was located.

Inside the game site.

The contestants in the fifth group are still answering their own poems.

The statisticians of the program team were registering the poems they said.

Li Ming stood on one side and saw that the man read the poems very fast, but the pronunciation of each word was extremely precise, and he could clearly hear which word he said.

Luo Xiubai raised his head and glanced at the countdown on the court. There was only one minute left.

The man was still reciting verses crazily, while his teammates stood silently, waiting for his solo performance.

"This contestant is very capable!" Instructor Yanagisawa couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the contestant on the stage who had been outputting and reciting poems.

The teams that compete in the future become more and more powerful. "Yes! I said nearly 4 minutes of poetry in one breath without even pausing. It seems that the accumulation of poetry really does not happen in a short time!" Instructor Wang Shangtian on the side heard this sigh from Instructor Yanagisawa, and also He immediately continued.

Luo Xiubai glanced at the contestants on the stage calmly.

I saw the contestant reciting the poem he said loudly and passionately.

He was almost familiar with these verses by heart. No matter how the three instructors present chose a topic, he could always draw it out from the knowledge reserve in his mind.

"This contestant is here to show off! He's so awesome!" Wang Li saw that he had been reciting poems without stopping at all, and she couldn't help but admire his lung capacity.

Ordinary lung capacity cannot produce so many poems in such a short period of time.

"Maybe he practiced specially before the competition!" Song Hui saw that this contestant was indeed quite strong, so she probably did a lot of lung capacity exercises at home before the competition.

"Yeah! It should be! This lung capacity is really scary!" It was also the first time for Wang Li to see someone with such a powerful lung capacity, but she didn't expect to see it on such an occasion.

The experience is really different.

The nine participating teams present were all afraid of this contestant.

This strength is not something that ordinary people can compare with.

"How many poems has he already said?" Ke Yue saw that the man was speaking faster and faster in the 30 seconds when the time was about to end.

"I don't know. There is a statistician over there. I guess only the statistician can know. We have no way of knowing!" Pei Yuning glanced at the statistician helplessly.

I saw a very complicated and painful expression on the statistician's face.

"The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. The road is sunny but sunny. - "Two Poems on Bamboo Branches, Part [-]", written by Liu Yuxi."

"Qianxun Pagoda on Feilai Mountain, I hear the rooster crow and see the sun rise. - "Climbing Feilai Peak", written by Wang Anshi."

"The mood of a wandering child in the floating clouds, the affection of an old friend in the setting sun. - "Farewell to a Friend", written by Li Bai."

"The sun is setting in the vastness of the sorrow of separation, and I chant my whip to the east and point to the end of the world. - "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai", written by Gong Zizhen."

"When will the Hulu be pacified, the good man will stop his expedition? - "Midnight Wu Song Autumn Song", Li."

Seeing that there were only three seconds left, Li Ming quickly shouted, "Time's up!"

Before the contestant could say the word "白", he was interrupted by Li Ming's words.

Li Ming saw that he did not say the poet's name in the last sentence, so he said, "In the last sentence of the poem, the poet's name was not mentioned, and the last sentence will not be included in the statistics."

The statistician on the side of the stage suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had recorded some of the poems read by this contestant earlier, but he had not kept up with the speed of the latter poems, so he did not remember them very much.

Li Ming saw that the colleague who was doing statistics looked very painful, and he immediately understood that it must be that the previous contestant read the poem too fast, and he did not fully remember it. He only had the surveillance screen through the video. Make a count.

Fortunately, in the backstage control room, Tian Yuzheng and all the staff present carefully remembered the number of poems read by the contestant just now.

"Director Tian, ​​the contestant just said a total of 35 poems!" a staff member reported to Tian Yuhui.

(End of this chapter)