The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 149 Before the Competition Begins

Now that the staff has gathered, Confucius and others entered the art auditorium.

The Art Auditorium has obviously been carefully arranged, with bright red flags and bright green colors, among which the most eye-catching is the revolving stage in the center of the auditorium.

Ultra-clear liquid crystal plasma giant monitors, the extremely exaggerated rostrum with long guns and short cannons, and various camera sound reinforcements with the logo of Shanghai Satellite TV, all of which show the high standard of this competition.

The surrounding area of ​​the stage is artificially divided into densely packed small areas, and each small area has a round table surrounded by six seats.

Regardless of the tables and chairs, they are all in milky white style, which perfectly blends with the beige tone of the art auditorium itself.

This is the position of the contestants.

Seeing the rows of numbers in the center of the round table, Confucius and Mencius were a little surprised. The numbers ranged from 001 to 1345.

In other words, a total of 6725 students participated in this poetry competition, and with the teachers leading the team, the number was close to 8000.

Because the arrangement of tables and chairs takes up a lot of space, this area is packed to the brim with the entire art auditorium, leaving only two or three short rows of seats around as auditoriums.

Fortunately, this kind of competition is different from "Looking for a Good Voice". Most of the participants are contestants, and the accompanying personnel don't have to worry about finding a seat.

After understanding the general layout, Confucius and Mencius couldn't help but marvel at the generosity of the [Ancient Chinese Union Association].

Not to mention anything else, the purchase and placement of these thousands of special tables and chairs is an extremely huge project.

The purpose of the other party doing this is just to increase the influence of the program a little.

There are seven or eight staff members sitting at the entrance of the art auditorium, each with a computer in front of them, and the words "players grouped" next to them.

Although the organizer has notified everyone to form a team, the specific groups have not been counted, so before entering the art auditorium, you must verify your identity and register in groups here.

After briefly asking about the requirements, Kong Meng handed over his ID cards and the participation certificates of the five Long Aotians. After about a minute, the staff handed over a paper slip.

The names of six people were printed on the paper sheet, and each person's name also had a different title.

For example, the "mentor" is behind Kongmeng, the "captain" is behind Long Aotian, and Ma Ruoxi is the longest one. "Last year's National Youth Poetry Contest No.2" represents her honor on this stage.

Needless to say, with these titles, combined with the special paper with a lotus pattern that exudes a faint fragrance, the image of everyone instantly becomes taller.

There is also the word 1345 after the names of the six players. This is their game seat.

When seeing this number, the corners of Kong Meng's mouth couldn't help twitching.

He remembered that there seemed to be 1345 teams in the competition this time, and if he lined up randomly, he was the last one, and there was no one left.

Looking up, sure enough, 1345 was at the farthest corner of the auditorium, with the auditorium behind it. The location was so remote that Confucius and Mencius wondered if they would be able to see people on the central stage if they wanted to answer questions later.

And Zhou Qianqian was very lucky, number 019 is in the first row, not only close to the stage, but also has a very wide view.

Smiling apologetically at Kong Meng, Zhou Qianqian left early with her group of five.

As for Deng Yun and Lin Zhi, they walked towards his position together with Confucius and Mencius.

When they got to the place, Confucius and Mencius were surprised to find that the distance also has the advantage of being far away. For example, even if Deng Yun and Deng Yun sat in the auditorium behind, the distance between them would not exceed 2 meters, basically the same as sitting together.

When everyone sat down, the contestants in the Art Auditorium were almost all there.

Habitually looking at the surrounding environment, Kong Meng was taken aback suddenly, he actually saw Han Qingyun.

The number of the team led by Han Qingyun was 916, but due to the location, it happened to be in the row in front of Kong Meng and others.

This... is too coincidental!

When Kong Meng looked at Han Qingyun, Han Qingyun also saw Kong Meng.

The eyes of the two men met in mid-air, and the air suddenly condensed. If special effects can be added, the air should be full of electric sparks at this time.

"coax……"

At this time, there was a sudden noise at the entrance of the Art Auditorium.

Not caring about eye contact with Han Qingyun, Kong Meng turned his head and saw five or six reporters frantically videotaping and taking pictures of the eight people strolling over.

Among the eight people walking in the middle, the most eye-catching ones are a man and a woman.

The man has a bald head, suits and leather shoes, and is polite, while the woman is young and beautiful, well-groomed.If you guessed right, these two should be the hosts of the National Youth Poetry Contest.

There were three people standing on either side of the two, and the six people dressed more casually.

The oldest two of the six are about five or sixty years old, dressed in Tang suits, and look knowledgeable and elegant.

When Confucius saw the appearance of one of them, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Isn't this person the same Li Yifu who forcibly invited him to join the [Ancient Prose Alliance] and claimed to be the president of the [Ancient Prose Alliance]?

Accompanied by cheers and applause, eight people stepped onto the revolving stage.

After the crowd was quiet, the male host smiled and said, "Teachers and students, good afternoon, my name is Zhang Yue. I am very honored to be here to host the National Youth Poetry Contest today."

The hostess also said, "Hi everyone, my name is Ju Yiqing..."

The two spoke formulaic opening remarks alternately, with a passionate and full tone, and when the atmosphere of the scene was aroused, they began to introduce the other six people.

Needless to say, Li Yifu, Kong Meng was surprised that the person next to Lao Li was actually the director of Shanghai TV Station, and the other four were lower in status, but they were all veteran members of the [Ancient Chinese Union Association].

After everyone finished their introduction, the time was just at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Watching Li Yifu and others get off the revolving stage, Zhang Yue said directly: "Next, I announce the official start of the National Youth Poetry Contest.

But before the game starts, I think it is necessary to clarify some issues with everyone.

In the morning, all teachers and students should have received news about the changes in the rules of this poetry competition, right? "

After getting an affirmative reply, he said again: "Then I think everyone must be very confused. What exactly is the organizer trying to do by doing this? Is it really good to change the rules so casually?
And poetry itself is a noble thing, created by genius and inspiration.

Now that you've turned it into a more competitive team play mode, will you lose the original meaning of poetry?
In particular, there are mentors participating in this competition. Is this still a youth poetry competition?
It even included the most controversial issue of time, since the game was supposed to start in the afternoon, but the results were only notified in the morning, so why didn't they say it in advance?The change of the rules couldn't have been thought of by the organizer in a flash of brain, right?

......"

Zhang Yue asked one question after another, all of which touched the itching of everyone in the audience.

So no matter whether they were lowering their heads in a daze or chatting with each other before, they all raised their heads curiously, wanting to hear what he had to say.

Zhang Yue smiled: "As for these issues, what I want to say is that you don't need to worry at all, because the organizers started preparations for this competition as early as a year ago.

The reason why I say it now is to ensure that it is sufficiently mysterious and interesting.

As for the addition of a tutor link, it was also decided by the organizer after repeated consideration. As for whether it is fair...you will understand when the competition starts.

Alright, without further ado, let's immediately enter the first part of the Youth Poetry Contest: learning to be rich! "

(End of this chapter)