Little Farmer Big Star

Poems about the moon?

Li Fan nodded. Tonight's test questions will be related to the moon, and he has also heard. Even if he hadn't heard of it, he could still think of it. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon can't go around anyway.

At 6:30 in the evening, Li Fan sat in front of the computer on time. It was the last game, and he was also a little bit emotional. For half a month, he would be in front of the computer every night at this time, and he was a little used to it.

After the competition questions came out, as expected, it was the moon as the theme to compose the poem.

"Sure enough to write a poem on the theme of the moon, the biggest thing to watch tonight is whether Yan Mu can be reversed and succeeded."

"I just looked at the pre-match previews of some famous players, and there is indeed still a chance for Yan Mu."

At this time, most netizens also realized that there may be changes in the game tonight. This has aroused everyone's interest, and suspenseful games are often more attractive.

At this time, the status of the four participating authors in the video window is completely different from the previous two rounds.

They did not conceive a poem at this time, but were constantly interacting and greeting netizens.

Obviously, the works have been prepared in advance.

Among them, Fei Yang and Mo Bai were the most relaxed. They have missed the final championship one round ahead of schedule. Tonight's game is to take out their carefully prepared works for everyone to enjoy.

After all, such an opportunity is very rare. Not only are countless netizens watching it, but also many celebrities.

At this time, they are constantly thanking the netizens who have been supporting them since the start of the game.

The state of Fei Yang and Mo Bai also made Han Zhong, Bai Yi, and Liu Yuan nodded secretly. They did not feel frustrated because they missed the final championship one round early. This mentality is very important.

Yan Mu's state is also relatively relaxed, but occasionally he sees a trace of solemnity between his eyebrows.

As for Li Fan, naturally he is very relaxed and interacting with netizens, choosing some questions from netizens to answer them from time to time.

Netizens were happy, but they worried Han Zhong, Bai Yi, and Liu Yuan.

Netizens think that Li Fan is the same as Yan Mu and the three of them, and the work must be ready. But the three of Han Zhong knew that Li Fan’s work should not have been prepared in advance.

Since you are not ready, why don't you rush to conceive a work now and interact with netizens? If in the end it was really reversal by Yan Mu, it would look good.

I have to say that their worries are justified. Because Li Fan did not prepare the works in advance.

But they didn't know that Li Fan didn't need to make any preparations at all.

...

time flies.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the last four poems of this Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair finally met with everyone.

"coming!"

Countless netizens couldn't help but whisper. These are the last four poems of this Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair. Many people have a faint feeling of reluctance in their hearts, which also makes them look particularly carefully when they read these four poems.

On the Internet, it's rare to be quiet at this time. Of course, this silence will definitely only be temporary.

...

Beijing University, teacher dormitory apartment.

The old saying holds the tea cup in both hands, looks at the computer for a while, and bows his head to take a sip of tea, which is very pleasant.

Among the four people, what he looked forward to most was Li Fan's works, but he didn't deliberately look for it. Instead, look at it one by one from left to right.

While watching, nodded unceasingly. He has read the previous two articles and gave a very good evaluation in his mind. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are fine products.

Immediately, Gu Yan continued to look at the third work.

After a while, Gu Yan's eyes brightened, and there was a hint of excitement between his eyebrows. He even sat up straight a little bit, and the tea cup in his hand had been put on the computer desk by him.

"Unexpectedly, I could see such a wonderful poem of chanting the moon. I think this work should belong to Li Fan. Well, it must be. It is estimated that only he can write such a good work."

The old saying took a careful look at this work several times, and then after tasting it, he remembered that there is another work behind it.

"Hey! I'm afraid that the latter one will be somewhat different from this one." Gu Yan sighed in his heart.

However, he still turned his attention to the last piece of work, no matter what, he still needs to look at it. Big deal, after reading it again, just go back and continue to taste the third article.

Only when he set his sights on the fourth work. Just read the first sentence, just one sentence.

Just let his eyes go round, his face full of incredible. With a "swish", he stood up directly from the chair, and his movements did not look like an old man who was more than ancient. Even the tea cup placed next to the computer monitor was almost overwhelmed by his movements.

Immediately, I saw the old saying staring at the computer screen with scorching eyes, his face glowing red, his hands trembling slightly because of excitement, and the whole person seemed to be a lot younger.

The first poem he saw was like this.

"When is the bright moon? Ask Qingtian about the wine."

...

Beijing, the headquarters of the Chinese Poetry Association.

"Haha! Yes, really good. This third poem should belong to that boy Li Fan, right? It seems that the boy wrote the poem really easily. I just saw his relaxed appearance before the game, I really did it for him. I squeezed a sweat." Han Zhong said, with excitement in his voice.

After speaking, Han Zhong looked up at Bai Yi and Liu Yuan, waiting for them to answer. This kind of happy mood must be shared with them. How happy one person is than a few people happy together.

Only after waiting for the change, the two of them did not answer the conversation. Han Zhong was puzzled, and was about to call them aloud. Suddenly they saw the two pat the table sharply at the same time, then stood up at the same time with a "swish", their movements were surprisingly coordinated.

This sudden movement, coupled with two sounds that sounded almost at the same time, slapped the table hard, shocked Han Zhong who was unprepared.

Han Zhong patted his chest, which was slightly rushed because of the shock. He also wanted to understand that the two of them must have also seen Li Fan's poem. Because of excitement, they will make such a move at the same time.

However, Han Zhong was also a little puzzled, "Li Fan's poems are indeed very good. Excitement is right, but it's too exaggerated?"

Han Zhong shook his head and decided to ignore these two people for now. He has one poem left to read.

Han Zhong, who bowed his head, was about to read the last poem. Suddenly, Bai Yi's undulated and frustrated voice came from her ears.

"When is the bright moon? Ask Qingtian about the wine.

I don't know what year is the heavenly palace.

I want to take the wind to return, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be very cold from the heights.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.

Transfer to Zhu Pavilion, low Qi household, without sleep.

There should be no hate, what is the long time to go to the other time?

People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. This matter is hard to come by in ancient times.

Nung, moon and new moon. "

...

(To be continued.)