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Chapter 264 One husband is in charge, and ten thousand people don't open it!

"Hey, it's finally about to start, I'm a little excited!"

"Yeah, following the tradition, drinking to poems is a chic one. If I knew there was wine to drink, I would have signed up for the competition. It's a pity."

"No, you can't even pass the preliminary round at your level, what's the pity?"

"Fuck! We can still be friends if you don't talk!"

"Flying Flower Order is a battle between the strong around poetry. It's very dazzling. For example, it's like a rap contest. Those rappers diss each other in freestyle is the same reason. It's both tense and exciting!"

"That's right, this kind of 'drinking order' can't be played by ordinary people. It's too difficult. It not only tests the reserve of poetry, but also a contest of psychological quality! Whoever has a stronger heart will be closer to victory!"

"I don't know how many rounds this Bai Shun can last!"

"Although he is a bit crazy, he is still talented and has a good foundation in poetry, otherwise he would not be able to write astonishing poems like Mulanhua and Niannujiao Chibi Huaigu, but 1V99 is indeed a bit of a fantasy, but I guess It shouldn't be a problem for Bai Shun to insist on thirty rounds."

"That's right, if you insist that the number of rounds is too short, then it's very funny, and you slap yourself in the face."

"Haha, the wine is here, everyone is ready to watch the show!"

"..."

Amid the high expectations, more than a dozen staff members of the Beijing Writers Association had a clear division of labor. They either held a tray with rows of 10ml small wine glasses on it, or each carried several boxes of liquor, and walked into the auditorium one after another.

After a few back and forth.

A shot glass and several bottles of baijiu were placed on the table in front of each finalist.

"Wow, 50-degree Red Star Erguotou, high-strength alcohol, this damn exciting!"

"Hahaha, I thought I was drinking beer, but it turns out I'm drinking liquor. It seems like I won't get drunk after a thousand drinks!"

"That's for sure. There are so many people in the finals. If they drink beer, who knows when they will pass out. The time of the finals must be well controlled. The organizers are also thoughtful. After all, some people in the audience may be late."

"Hey, you are really thoughtful, even the hangover soup is ready."

"Great, let's watch a good show next!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion among the people.

On the stage, Teacher Liu held the microphone and said with a smile.

"Okay, the basic rules have been explained, and the props are all ready. Now is when the Flying Flower Order officially begins. Since our Chinese Poetry Competition has officially quoted the 'Feihua Order' for the first time, after the judges have agreed, the key words It's 'flower', the word 'flower' must be included in the verses of the contestants, okay, three seconds countdown, the competition begins!"

"3.2.1..."

Following Mr. Liu's precise countdown, he waved his big hand down, and he looked at Bai Shun, signaling the challenger to start!
Bai Shun nodded, and immediately said loudly: "It's already a cliff of hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches."

Without Teacher Liu's reminder, the first contestant in the final stand stood up by herself, her chin raised high, and she replied to Bai Shun, "When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she will laugh in the bushes."

Both poems are from Grandpa Mao's "Bu Suanzi Yongmei". It seems that the contestant has the intention of provoking Bai Shun.

Bai Shun didn't bother to pay attention at all, and continued without hesitation: "May I ask where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village."

The second contestant stood up and said calmly: "Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom."

Bai Shun: "When I feel the time, the flowers splash tears, and I hate the birds and startle."

The third contestant: "The sound of wind and rain in the night, how much do you know when the flowers fall."

Bai Shun replied in seconds: "The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright and there is another village."

……

Those who can enter the finals are basically masters of poetry, masters fight each other, everyone is right in the first round, and they blurt out without thinking. Many people applaud this kind of wonderful poetry battle. The round is over.

Bai Shun and the 99ers came and went, sparks flew everywhere, and some audience members started to exclaim!

"Wow! This Bai Shun is really good, he survived thirty rounds!"

"It seems to be more than capable, every time is right every second!"

"The talents of the Dragon Kingdom are indeed a bit crazy, and ordinary people have already been defeated."

At this time, someone suddenly wondered.

"Hey, have you noticed that we haven't heard some of Bai Shun's poems?"

Someone's eyelids twitched and they were shocked.

"You mean, he created them all?"

"Damn, how is it possible, can the original poem be done in seconds, right? It must take time to think about it. Under such a fierce battle, it is difficult to have time to conceive, otherwise what kind of brain is this!"

"This must be the case. For thousands of years, the total number of poems written by various dynasties may exceed 10. There are some that we have never heard of. It's normal!"

"Yes, let's stop thinking nonsense."

"..."

It's not just the audience who think so, the judges.

Di Ming, Huang Zhongtian, and Lin Wansheng all pondered for a moment, and thought that the strange poems that sometimes popped out of Bai Shun's mouth were unfamiliar to them.

After all, even the authoritative masters like them who have read all the poems and books can't write down all the ancient poems.

Zhai Ming immediately touched the white beard on his chin, and praised softly.

"It seems that Bai Shun's poetry skills are indeed very deep."

"Well, there is a gap in my chest, no wonder I have the confidence to challenge the 99ers!"

Huang Zhongtian said with a smile, before he felt that Bai Shun was too crazy and a little displeased, but now he looked at Bai Shun with a little appreciation.

Lin Wansheng on the side didn't speak, but there was still a touching arc on the corner of her mouth.

Finals continue.

Even after thirty rounds, the expression on Bai Shun's face was still relaxed, and he opened his mouth slowly when it was his turn.

"Last night, the dream of Xiantan fell into flowers, and poor Chun Ban didn't return home."

No. 30 contestant stood up, but this time, this contestant did not reply in seconds like the previous contestants, but frowned and pondered for a while before saying.

"The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers in the sun are different."

"it is good!"

Some fellow players applauded and cheered him on!

This kind of poetry battle becomes more and more difficult as you go to the end. Not only do you have to come up with key words within five seconds, but you can’t repeat them. The pressure on the brain can be imagined.

However, Bai Shun seemed to be under no pressure, smiled lightly, and said in seconds: "Luohong is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers."

The voice fell, but no contestant applauded Bai Shun.

After all, he is an enemy, so call him a chicken.

But it doesn't hinder the audience's support for Bai Shun!

"it is good!"

"Great!"

Bai Shun has been able to persist until now without making a single mistake, which really surprised the audience.

The audience's cheers for Bai Shun were a disgrace to those contestants. After a few more rounds, Tu Liang stood up, looked at Bai Shun and shouted.

"In the fragrance of rice flowers, the harvest is said, and the sound of frogs is heard."

Bai Shun didn't hesitate at all, and said directly: "Scattered flowers are becoming more and more charming, only Asakusa has no horseshoes."

The next contestant said, "Bai Xue thinks spring is too late, so she wears garden trees as flying flowers."

Bai Shun confronted each other: "The old man bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and the fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March."

No.40 contestant: "When it's the Double Ninth Day, if you still come, you will be chrysanthemum."

Bai Shun smiled lightly, and said calmly, "With a jug of wine among the flowers, drink alone without a blind date."

"hiss--"

In the auditorium, there was a gasp that couldn't help being heard.

This Nima!
Awesome!
It's been forty rounds, and Bai Shun's face is still as usual, and his answers are fluent. You must know that Bai Shun got a total of forty sentences correct for each other. How powerful should this accumulation of poetry be? !
on the jury.

Zhai Ming and the others couldn't help applauding Bai Shun.

After [-] rounds of this fierce poetry battle, there was finally a contestant who couldn't think of anything within the five-second time limit.

"Drink!"

Bai Shun spoke with a faint smile.

The contestant's face turned red, and he was the first one to fail to drink. He was really ashamed, so he gave Bai Shun a hard look, poured a glass of white wine, and drank it down in one gulp!

According to the rules, after the other party drank, it was Bai Shun's turn to write poems.

Without any pressure, Bai Shun said calmly, "The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it's not as good as Wang Lun's love for me."

"Oh my god, cow!"

"You really look like a master!"

Some viewers couldn't help admiring.

And speaking of sixty rounds, it can be regarded as a threshold.

As some contestants began to run out of words and their memories were confused, then poetry lovers of similar level began to lose out one after another.

Except for a limited number of a dozen masters who can quickly speak out, others can't say the poems with "flowers" in five seconds, and even if they say it, they have already repeated it.

The Feihua Order continues to unfold!

"drink!"

"drink!"

"drink!"

However, for a while, on the scene, apart from Bai Shun's voice reciting poems, it was the voice of the loser who was so angry that he made the losers drink!
this moment!
Bai Shun faced the audience all by himself, standing with his hands behind his back, as if he had an invisible aura of being one man in charge of all others!
【my God!Bai Shun is too amazing, he really wants to sweep the rhythm of the audience! 】

【Hahaha, the great devil Bai Shun finally appeared! 】

[So handsome!Brother Bai Shun is so handsome! 】

【Watching them fighting Feihualing, I feel like a mentally retarded~】

[My mother, my brain is growing in vain. 】

[The same is nine years of compulsory education, why is Bai Shun so handsome? ! 】

[Bai Shun, you are so handsome, does your family know? 】

[Brother Bai, come on, beat them! 】

[I really don't know what is the deconstruction of Bai Shun's brain, let's say his brain runs at 5G speed. 】

[Really, the rhythm of running at high speed like a machine, I admire it, I admire it so much. 】

【…】

Shangjing Auditorium, on the final field.

Bai Shun was high-spirited, but the 99 members in front of him looked unkind.

Nima!

Look at your pride!

Wasn't it right for seventy or eighty rounds? They didn't believe it. With so many of them, they still couldn't deal with this crazy guy Bai Shun in the end!

Swish!
Rong Yichen stood up, looked at Bai Shun and opened his mouth and said, "When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?"

As a master of poetry, Rong Yichen is still able to match it in seconds, showing his extraordinary poetry skills.

Bai Shun looked at each other and spoke lightly.

"Sunrise river flowers are more red than fire, and in spring the river is as green as blue."

Rong Yichen's face darkened and he sat down.

The next player's face turned red, but he got stuck again.

Five seconds passed.

Bai Shun looked at him, smiled lightly and said, "Drink!"

Depend on!
The contestant secretly resented his dissatisfaction, but he still had to hold it in. He poured the wine, picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp.

This person doesn't drink very well, but after drinking a small glass of 10ml white wine, his face turns red, and he probably pours it after three glasses. This is the person he is talking about.

Another dozen rounds passed.

Immediately, the flying flower order will break through the [-] mark!
During the period, Bai Shun was as relaxed as ever, which attracted a burst of amazement, and the 99 members had already drunk how many glasses of baijiu.

At this time.

"Attention everyone, next, if the contestants behind or the contestants who have already answered the questions can't think of poems with 'flowers', they must hurry up and prepare for on-the-spot creation, otherwise it's your turn, five seconds, it's too urgent It's easy to mess up!"

Rong Yichen suddenly said in a low voice to the many contestants in the final table.

Although they didn't want to admit that Bai Shun was powerful, at this moment, they had to admit that this Bai Shun was a bit perverted.

(End of this chapter)