From the cute baby star

Chapter 45 Recording Poetry Conference
October 7th, morning.

Xiaguo TV Station Building, in Studio No. 2.

The live audience invited by the "Xia Guo Poetry Conference" has arrived, and the contestants have also arrived at the TV station one after another.

The staff of the program group are busy before the final recording, and the camera crew, host, judges and guest groups are all proceeding in an orderly manner.

This time, the host of "Xia Guo Poetry Conference" is also Zhu Qingyun, the first sister of the host of Xia Guo TV station.

She has a classical and graceful beauty, as well as a unique temperament of poetry and calligraphy. She is very suitable for being elected as the host of "Xia Guo Poetry Conference".

The online voting support rate is almost [-]%.

When Qin Junhao learned about the "Xiaguo Poetry Conference" and saw the host for the first time, he immediately thought of Dong the host of the "Chinese Poetry Conference" on Earth in his previous life.

Although they look different, their aura is similar.

At this time, Qin Junhao's family was waiting in the players' lounge for instructions from the relevant personnel of the program group.

Here, Qin Junhao met Lin Shiqiu, the young lady who played the king's pesticide together last night.

obviously.

In the few games last night, Qin Junhao led Miss Lin Shiqiu to lie down and win.

"Little brother, you were great last night, and it seems that you are in good shape today."

Lin Shiqiu took the initiative to come over and greeted Qin Junhao.

This beautiful girl actually praised her son for being great last night?
Qin Dalei and Lin Yushuang were both dumbstruck, what do you mean?

Does the wheel go straight to your face?

"Sister, you seem to be full of confidence." Qin Junhao saw this young lady with a very relaxed expression, and was not at all nervous about participating in such a large-scale program.

Lin Shiqiu smiled, and said lightly and lively like a fairy: "I'm just a member of the hundred-member team. You are different, little brother. You are the first player to play, so you are under a lot of pressure, right?"

In the "Xiaguo Poetry Conference", contestants from the hundred-person group and contestants will answer questions at the same time.

After the contestants answer the questions correctly, they can get as many points as they can defeat the hundreds of players. In the end, the contestant with the highest score in each round will be qualified for the challenge.

The contestant with the highest score in the first period will directly become the champion.

Then all the contestants who have obtained the qualification to attack the ring began to attack and defend the ring.

The final champion and the winner of the two best-performing contestants of the [-]-member group will compete for the overall championship of the "Xiaguo Poetry Conference".

Such a program competition system is indeed different from the "Chinese Poetry Conference" on Earth in the previous life.

"Stress? It's okay, let's work together, young lady."

Qin Junhao encouraged very easily.

"Okay, let's work hard together." Lin Shiqiu squatted down, stretched out her slender hands, and made a high five.

Qin Junhao smiled, then stretched out his little hand, and gave Miss Lin Shiqiu a high-five.

The young lady's palm seemed to be a little cold.

"Hundreds of players, please get ready and go to the No. 2 player channel, we are ready to debut."

A staff member came to the player lounge to inform.

Immediately, in the rest room of Nuo University, many people started to get up and walked towards the No. 2 contestant aisle.

Qin Junhao discovered that the contestants of the hundred-member group are almost unlimited in age. There are children in their teens, young men and women in their twenties, and middle-aged people in their 40s and [-]s, and there are even a few old men and women. Pretty eye-catching.

The contestants of these hundreds of players all have one thing in common, that is, they are cultural people at a glance.

Especially those old men and old ladies, who are probably keen lovers of poetry culture, maybe even professors of the Chinese Department of a certain university?
After all, the [-] contestants of the [-]-member group are the [-] outstanding people selected by the program group from countless applicants across the country.

Lin Shiqiu also left with the Hundred Players.

Before leaving, he turned around and cheered Qin Junhao up again.

After the hundreds of players in the players' lounge left, the lounge suddenly became empty.

The rest are all players who participated directly.

Some were carefully selected by the program team, and some were recommended by places in various regions of the country. Qin Junhao was the one recommended by the Jiangcheng region.

"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never return. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall will be sad and white, and it will be like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening."

Suddenly, a young man in his 20s recited the classic Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine".

It seems that I don't know whether I am pretending to be aggressive or cheering myself up.

"Hello, uncle and aunt, this brother is so good."

At this time, a lively and lovely girl in the waiting room came to Qin Junhao's family, her eyes fell on Qin Junhao's body, and she couldn't bear to look away.

Because this little cute baby is so cute and good-looking, girls like it very much.

"Hello."

Seeing this, Qin Junhao stretched out his little hand to say hello.

This girl looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, she should be a middle school student, with a short hairstyle, giving people a lively and cheerful feeling.

"My name is Meng Peipei, how about you?"

The girl introduced herself to Qin Junhao enthusiastically.

"Qin Junhao."

"Are you also a contestant in the "Xia Guo Poetry Conference"?" Meng Peipei asked curiously.

"Yes."

Qin Junhao nodded slightly, very calm.

He is cute and handsome, so he will inevitably attract the attention of many people.

Ever since Qin Junhao came to this players' lounge, other people's gazes on him have never stopped.

"Look at that little boy, so cute."

"Is he also here to record "Xia Guo Poetry Conference"?"

"No way, that's too young."

"Yes, yes, I think the two adults next to the little boy are possible."

"That's not sure, what if that cute little boy is a prodigy?"

Meng Peipei couldn't help being surprised when the cute little boy in front of him replied that he was also a contestant in the "Xia Guo Poetry Conference".

"Wow, brother, how old are you this year?" Meng Peipei asked again.

She felt that Qin Junhao might only be five or six years old?
"My son is eight and a half years old." At this time, Qin Dalei interjected, "Little girl, are you also a contestant? How old are you this year?"

"Uncle, I'm 15 years old this year." Meng Peipei replied truthfully, "I'm a freshman in Yancheng Experimental Middle School."

15 years old in high school?
It seems that he is a middle school student with something, he must be the kind of top student, maybe at the age of 16, he will skip a grade and go to the third year of high school to take the college entrance examination.
"We are from Jiangcheng." Lin Yushuang said to the little girl Meng Peipei with a smile, "I started high school at the age of 15, and will be high school in September?"

Meng Peipei shook her head quickly, and said proudly: "I'm in the third year of high school when school starts."

"Skipped a grade?"

Lin Yushuang also taught a student who skipped grades, and she was indeed very good. She was able to self-study the first and second grades of high school, and entered the third year of high school directly. Compared with other students, she would take the college entrance examination a year or two earlier.

Generally, these are high school masters with extremely high learning talents.

"sharp."

Qin Junhao gave a thumbs up of praise without hesitation.

"Hey." Meng Peipei smiled embarrassedly, and asked again: "What grade is my brother in this year?"

Qin Junhao is in the fourth grade this year.

No grade skipping.

But Qin Junhao had already finished his high school courses, and he was about to study university courses.

"I am in the fourth grade." Qin Junhao replied very low-key.

"Contestant No. 1, Qin Junhao." At this moment, a staff member came over and shouted.

(End of this chapter)