As an actor, it makes sense for me to know some kung fu, right?

"Damn it, damn it, how dare that boy Xu Lu be so arrogant now? Does he still think he can be more powerful than my Qinglian layman?

impossible! Although layman Qinglian doesn't know how to behave, he is the most talented person I have ever seen. How can anyone else compare to him! "

Zhou Wenhao gritted his teeth and muttered to himself:

"So that boy Xu Lu must be panicking now, and he can't wait to respond now, just to save himself a little bit of momentum.

Because when the live broadcast of the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival officially begins, he will have no chance by then. Qinglian layman will definitely crush him to a pulp! "

Thinking like this, Zhou Wenhao finally came to his senses.

And a smile gradually appeared on his face. This time, he had the best chance to lead the Modern Poetry Association to glory.

All the misfortunes of the past will disappear with the launch of this Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival live program.

That's right!

In order to maximize the benefits this time, Zhou Wenhao mobilized almost all the energy of himself and the Modern Poetry Association to create a massive live broadcast.

There will even be linkages with several TV stations, that is, the final 'poetry' segment of the live program will be broadcast at the end of the evening parties of these TV stations.

In order to achieve this goal, he spent a lot of thought.

But when he thought that after this battle, the Modern Poetry Association would gain a great reputation, Zhou Wenhao felt that it was all worth it.

As long as the association becomes more and more famous, more and more people will join the association. The more people he, the president, can manage, the benefits will go without saying.

Zhou Wenhao had such an idea before, but he never thought it could become a reality.

Because there is really no suitable opportunity, but I didn't expect that this time it was a blessing in disguise and I got such an opportunity.

And the most coincidental thing is that he also holds the trump card of 'Qinglian Lay Master'.

If there was no 'Qinglian Lay Master', Zhou Wenhao felt that he would definitely not have the confidence.

But a modern poetry competition actually allowed him to gain such a talent.

Although this person is not very good at life, he does not give him much face as the president of the Modern Poetry Association.

But at this stage, Zhou Wenhao can tolerate this small flaw of the other party.

As long as the other party can help him get rid of his 'lifelong enemy', President Zhou can continue to endure it.

As for whether there will be a settlement of accounts in the future, it will depend on whether the 'Qinglian layman' can correct his attitude.

As the saying goes, "Use people to look forward, don't use people to look behind." Although this sentence doesn't sound good, it is indeed the truth!

……

Time flew by and it soon came to night.

Because of Mr. Xu’s own reputation and the active publicity campaign from the Modern Poetry Association.

Now the number of people paying attention to this live broadcast on the entire Internet has actually reached a very exaggerated number.

In fact, the post 'The newly talented poet Qinglian layman and the famous director Xu Lu...' has long been on the hot search.

The waistcoat of the 'genius poet Qinglian layman' has been on the hot searches recently, making countless netizens aware of the existence of such a person.

As for Mr. Xu's "ontology", as the most popular director in the industry and with the highest total box office, he is also a popular seed player.

The combination of the two brings more than just doubling the popularity?

So after learning the news, the media and self-media had already gone crazy.

Today is the era of traffic, and the media are all creatures chasing traffic. Whoever has traffic will be favored by the media.

……

"Dear fans and friends, I am honored to receive the invitation from the Modern Poetry Association. I have come to the live broadcast!

Tonight, the long-awaited 'fight' between Master Qinglian and Director Xu Lu will begin here..."

"My darlings, take a look, take a look, what do you think of the venue carefully built by the Modern Poetry Association today? Is that okay?

It's a pity that we didn't see the legendary mysterious Qinglian layman, and of course, we didn't see the famous Director Xu. "

“The electronic screen at the front is said to be divided into two areas: left and right.

That’s right, when the time comes, the two great poets fighting each other will display their works separately..."

have to say.

The live broadcast of the Modern Poetry Association was still very lively. In addition to many association members, many anchors were also invited to join in the fun.

These anchors holding various live broadcast equipment are now wandering around the venue, introducing the situation to their fans.

Seeing that the time has reached eight o'clock in the evening, the warm-up program at the live broadcast venue has begun.

It's a pity that the live audience and even those watching the live broadcast are not very interested in these programs.

The reason why everyone is patiently waiting here is because they want to watch the final 'poetry battle' session.

As for President Zhou, in order to avoid losing the chain, he immediately called layman Qinglian.

hum... hum... hum...

"Mr. Xu, Zhou Wenhao called Master Qinglian. Do you have any instructions?"

On the other side, the considerate artificial intelligence butler 'Zhen Weis' reported the situation to Xu Lu immediately.

Xu Lu thought for a moment and said:

"Nothing else. If the other party asks about today's Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, just say you are ready.

Anyway, this guy probably won't be of much use in the future, so there's no need to be too polite to him.

By the way, ask him to send the split-screen signal of the live broadcast, and then you can set up a virtual background for the live broadcast.

Then transmit the signal to my computer.

The other split-screen signal is done in the same way, except that the background will be my real-life background..."

After receiving instructions from Mr. Xu, 'Zhen Weis' answered the phone.

Zhou Wenhao, who had been waiting for a long time, finally heard the familiar voice that made him unable to distinguish between male and female.

He quickly took a deep breath and said:

"Qinglian, the live broadcast of the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival has started. Are you ready?"

"Ready, send me the frequency division signal!"

'Zhen Weiss' said.

Hearing this, Zhou Wenhao's mouth twitched, but he still held back and said:

"Okay, Qinglian, I'll have someone send you the signal right now.

By the way, the stakes are very high this time, so don’t let your guard down. The glory of the entire association rests on you..."

Before he could finish speaking, 'Zhen Weis' spoke:

"I know, are you done? If there's nothing else, I'll hang up!"

amount……

"Zhen Weis"'s not so polite words made Zhou Wenhao stunned for a moment.

But thinking about it, he seemed to have nothing else to do, so he could only hang up the phone with a look of confusion on his face.

I couldn’t help but secretly think:

"What's going on with Master Qinglian today? Are you talking to me, the president, so rudely?

Forget it, I might have to compete with the guy named Xu, so I’m a little nervous! "

Zhou Wenhao finally found a reason for the other party in his heart, and finally felt better.