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

"Sure enough, it has to be a show that a lot of people pay attention to, and the talent points gained will be more.

Just relying on these two rounds of poems is much better than using the "Qinglian Jushi" vest to post updates in the past few days.

But that's right, the people paying attention to this matter this time are not just the fans of the account 'Qinglian Jushi'.

There are also fans of my "ontology" and the audience attracted by the Modern Poetry Association

Oh, by the way, there are also the viewers attracted by the trending post just now..."

Seeing the skyrocketing talent value, Xu Lu nodded with satisfaction.

I am also more certain of the necessity of starting today's 'poetry fight'.

If you only rely on the vest of 'Qinglian Jushi' to publish poems and poems, and want to be promoted to the level of 'Six Dou High Talents', it will take a long time.

But now that he has done this, he is not far away from unlocking the next stage of the skill "Unparalleled Talent".

Xu Lumo did the math.

He felt that as long as the two sides fought one more round, the talent value would be enough to rise to the level of "Six Dou of Talents".

As for whether we can be promoted to the 'Seven Talents of Talent' tonight, it's hard to say.

However, we can set "Seven Talents of High Talent" as the small goal of tonight's Mid-Autumn Poetry Contest.

"So, we still need to work hard! Let's continue, we can't keep the audience waiting too long!"

Xu Lu smiled and clicked on the blank box on the right side of the screen.

He used his 'photographic memory' ability to start searching in his mind, then his eyes lit up and he quickly started typing on the keyboard.

After a while, four lines of poetry appeared under the background of the vest of 'Qinglian Lay Master':

'Mu Yun... collected all... overflowed with cold... Yin Han... silently... turned the jade plate...'

'This life... this night... will not grow well... the bright moon... next year... where can I see it...'

"This is said to be the most sad poem about chanting the moon, and it should be enough to show off the vest of 'Qinglian layman'.

So as the ontology, which poem should be used to deal with it? "

Xu Lu murmured.

As the chief director and actor of the two protagonists in tonight's drama, he still has many tasks.

So naturally I am very busy.

At that time, my tone when I replied to Zhou Wenhao was not very good. This is the reason why.

Of course, the other reason is that I feel that the other party's use value has almost been exhausted, so there is no need to be too polite...

At the same time, on the split screen of the live broadcast, the poem just appeared in the blank frame of Qinglian layman's line, and the whole place became lively again.

I have to say, the atmosphere is quite weird.

Whenever layman Qinglian writes a poem, the atmosphere becomes lively.

And whenever a poem appears on Xu Lu's side, the atmosphere at the scene becomes tense.

There is no way, because most of the people participating in this poetry meeting are internal members of the Modern Poetry Association.

They originally tended to be their good brother, the 'Qinglian layman', so it was not surprising that this situation would occur.

Just like now.

Everyone in the Modern Poetry Association seemed to have been given a shot of chicken blood, and everyone looked forward to it.

Obviously, seeing my good brother Qinglian lay down the third round of poems made everyone present feel very honored:

"My good brother is amazing. This poem is of top quality and is another excellent work. It has not tarnished the reputation of our association."

"There was news in the internal group just now that as long as Master Qinglian wins today's match, he will become an honorary director of the association."

"I'll go! The president actually gave such a big price? Then you have to win no matter what."

"Yes! Our Modern Poetry Association doesn't have many directors in total, and they are the highest-ranking members of the association besides the president and vice-president."

……

"Actually, I think an honorary director is a bit low. With the level of layman Qinglian, I don't think it's a big deal to give him a vice president!"

"Well, even though I say that, after all, the association does not stipulate who should be the president and who should be the vice president based on talent.

Otherwise, the presidents would all belong to Lay Buddhist Qing Lian, because with the talent of Lay Buddhist Qing Lian, who could be more powerful than him? "

"That's true. President Zhou also said at the time that layman Qinglian has a socially fearful character.

So it's obviously not suitable for management positions, which is really a pity! "

……

Compared with everyone in the Modern Poetry Association who was in high spirits, Zhou Wenhao, as the president, was not in as good a mood this time as he was in the previous two times.

In the first two rounds, when he saw layman Qinglian writing poems, he would smile from ear to ear every time.

But this time, Zhou Wenhao didn't have much smile on his face.

The reason why this happened was because he suddenly discovered something, that is, this kid 'Qinglian Layman' seemed to be underdeveloped!

I am already such a courteous corporal, and I will tolerate the other party's rude behavior as much as I can, giving full play to the generosity of "the prime minister's belly can support the boat".

But what makes Zhou Wenhao a little disappointed is that the other party has never shown much respect to him.

Just now, he just warned the other party a little more, but was rebuffed by the other party saying, "Don't make any noise..."

This made Zhou Wenhao almost spit out his blood.

Originally, he wanted to win over the Qinglian layman because he wanted to kill his lifelong enemy Xu Lu.

But now I find that even if I win, it doesn't seem to be of much benefit to me.

After killing a 'Xu Lu', a 'Qinglian layman' came who he didn't want to see.

Zhou Wenhao is also a little unsure whether this transaction is a profit or a loss.

So when he saw the publication of poems by 'Qinglian Lay Master', President Zhou didn't show much joy.

He even doubted whether cultivating an internal enemy of the association would be more troublesome than having an external enemy.

Of course, President Zhou is the only one who has such concerns. Shen Zizhen, also from the Modern Poetry Association, is just clapping his hands at the moment:

"That's great. The level of 'Qinglian Jushi' is still online. The artistic conception of this poem is very high and meaningful. It is very well written and beyond my ability. It's amazing!"

"Hey, Lao Shen, if you comment, just comment. Don't pretend to be a cultured person here. What's 'out of your reach'? I'm hanging my book bag here!"

Zhang Xi said something speechless.

He felt that his friend was completely crazy today.

It was probably because he was stimulated by the two fighting gods, 'Qinglian Jushi' and 'Director Xu Lu', that now the other party's speech was messy.

Zhang Xi expressed deep concern about this.

This is only the third round of the poetry fight. Shen Zizhen is like this. If he continues for a few more rounds, he doesn’t know what his opponent will become by then!

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly flashed through Zhang Xi's mind:

"However, if Director Xu Lu can't match up this time, there will probably be no follow-up, and Lao Shen will definitely become more normal!"