On the ninth floor, in front of the round table of the nine judges, a huge sphere appeared. That was the question bank for this exam.
There are more than a thousand pieces of paper inside the sphere, and each piece of paper has a question on it.
There is a button in front of each judge. Nine judges need to press the button at the same time for the sphere to rotate. If only one person presses it, it will not work. A piece of paper will pop out of the sphere. The question on the paper is the topic of this time.
"preparation."
"Ready to press."
Wen Cangyu said, and all nine judges pressed their hands on the buttons.
As the button was pressed, the sphere began to rotate, and thirty seconds later, a piece of paper came out of it and hung there. The content on it was displayed in front of everyone and also on the screen in the lobby on the first floor.
"Please write a poem for each of the four life stages: being young and ignorant, frustrated, indifferent to success and failure, and fearless of setbacks."
When people saw this title, there was an uproar in the lobby on the first floor.
Because the questions this year are more complicated and more surprising than the previous ones!
What was the topic like in the last session?
It's probably about writing poems about spring, summer, autumn, winter, or flowers, birds, insects and fish. Most of them are poems about objects, and contestants can also guess the topic.
Prepare more similar poems in your daily life, and there will always be one or two that come in handy.
And this time, it has reached this height!
And the time is limited, just this afternoon!
Who can bear this?
Even Shen Xian was stunned when he saw it.
If I had not inherited the memories of an Earthling, relying on my original knowledge and talent, I would probably only be able to compose two songs in an afternoon, and the quality might not even be high.
It's really difficult.
Shen Xian sighed.
On the ninth floor, the nine judges also fell silent.
Who knew that the lottery would produce such a difficult question?
However, since the question has been released, there is no need to draw the lottery again.
Chu Feng smiled bitterly: "I think that in this second level, the whole army will be wiped out."
Shen Tunan said: “It’s not like the whole army will be wiped out, but there won’t be any outstanding works.”
"Do you think No. 108 has a chance to break the impasse?" Wen Cangyu suddenly asked.
After a pause, he suddenly remembered the young man who had eaten hotpot with him on the boat and composed an impromptu poem, "The boat is full of clear dreams and the stars are shining brightly": "I think there is another person who can do it, but I don't know if he came to participate today."
Song Yiyao naturally knew who he was talking about. Although she didn't think Chen Xian could break the impasse, she felt a sense of anticipation in her heart.
I don’t know, will you surprise me?
When Zhang Hongting saw the questions, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said excitedly: "I guessed two!"
After hearing this, Yao Duoer was immediately surprised.
Zhang Hongting said with some pride: "I have written more than 400 poems in my life, and there are always one or two that can hit the mark!"
"It's not just me. I've met the two presidents of the Zhongyuan Province Poetry Association and the Shaanxi Province Poetry Association. They've also written poems that match the theme!"
When some people are happy, others are sad.
Those who are happy are mostly older scholars who write and draw on weekdays and always accumulate some poems that fit the theme.
"Bring paper and pen!" said Zhang Hongting.
Wu Zhe next to him quickly brought paper and pen and placed them respectfully in front of Zhang Hongting.
Zhang Hongting then wrote his first poem:
The little kid picked the new willow branches,
Laughing and throwing green plums to hit carp scales.
Unsolved everything is not easy,
The spring breeze brings you renewed spirit.
Then comes the second song of life frustration:
Twenty years of study and swordsmanship have achieved nothing.
Under the solitary lamp in the rainy night, I can distinguish the sound of geese.
I want to buy a small boat and sail away.
The river waves are silent and the evening clouds are flat.
He was still thinking about the third song when Wu Zhe took out his phone and said, "Professor Zhang, there's a song from the association. Take a look."
Behind Wu Zhe, there was an entire city-level association organization watching the competition. As soon as the topic came out, the association organization over there took quick action, found the poems they had written in the past, began to polish them, and sent them over within half an hour.
Zhang Hongting took a quick glance and his eyes lit up immediately: "This is the one!"
The third song is indifferent to success or failure:
Winning or losing is all dust,
After the game of chess, the player stands still.
The mountain moon waxes and wanes,
Don't be surprised by autumn and spring.
Wang Jie did not let anyone down either. He quickly found the fourth poem that fits the theme within his city association, which was also a seven-character quatrain.
The green pine trees under the snow have not withered.
Dare to row alone against the raging waves.
I never believed in the evil of storms.
The sword whistles as the Jingshan Mountain is broken.
"It's stable!" said Zhang Hongting.
Yao Duoer was also very happy. She looked at the big screen and saw that no one had posted anything yet.
Many people are holding their mobile phones, either thinking hard or seeking help from the think tank behind them.
When Zhou Xingjian saw this title, he fell into deep thought.
He was thinking, if it were him, how he would write about the four stages of life.
He found that with his current life experience, he was not able to write about the four stages of life.
Perhaps, it will take some more suffering and setbacks to find the answer.
Afterwards, Zhang Hongting was the first to publish the state of being young and ignorant among the four stages of life.
His original poem soon appeared on the big screen.
"Look, No. 37 is the first to make a move!"
"This poem has a good point of entry, describing the detachment and carefreeness of a teenager, which is very consistent with our teenage years."
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