Everyone counted and found that No. 108 had flown 45 times so far!
This flying flower order seemed to have become a performance by No. 108 alone.
On the ninth floor, Song Yiyao's smile was gentle and peaceful. She looked at the big screen quietly, with infinite tenderness in her heart.
I am so lucky to have such a man.
Shen Tunan was stunned: “45 sentences, still flying, have you started to challenge 19 associations alone?”
Wen Cangyu also looked confused: "Where on earth did No. 108 come from? Why didn't I know about this person or this organization before?"
"Don't panic, we will be able to see him soon and know whether he is an individual or an organization." Chu Feng said.
Chen Yun stood by, looking at Song Yiyao, and suddenly said: "Yiyao, is it too late for me to learn poetry now?"
Song Yiyao nodded: "It's never too late to learn."
Chen Yun was delighted when he heard this: “I see you like poetry very much.”
The most important thing to win over a woman is to please her.
Song Yiyao said: "Yes, I like it very much."
Chen Yun was even more delighted.
Poetry is good, we must learn it.
No. 58: It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is hard to find a lover.
No. 108: The boy comes riding on a bamboo horse, playing with green plums around the bed.
Another hour later, there was still no movement on the big screen, and the last sentence stopped at the last sentence of poem No. 108.
A few people are on the flat ground, looking at me in the blue sky.
What I mean is, you are all looking at me on the ground, I am in the atmosphere at this moment.
The level of coolness is instantly raised to the highest level.
"Number 45 flew 41 sentences."
"Number 37 flew 39 sentences."
"No. 58 flew 36 sentences."
"And number 108 flew a total of 108 sentences!"
Seeing this result, countless people in the live broadcast room were excited and extremely shocked.
108 sentences, that’s 108 points!
Absolute crush!
Song Tianzong watched this stage in its entirety and took a deep breath.
What a talent!
Zhou Xingjian was also watching: "It's so shocking. 108 sentences, without any pause, he just picked them up at will, and challenged 19 provincial poetry associations alone!"
"Xiao Wan, Xiao Wan, this is no longer a human being, this is called the Immortal Poet!"
Ning Zheng's attention was also drawn here, his eyes were deep.
The live broadcast room was in an uproar.
“Wonderful, really wonderful!”
“Unbelievable!”
“I can’t even memorize it, let alone improvise it!”
Zhang Hongting said with emotion: "It's not unfair to lose!"
The host came up and raised the microphone in his hand: "The 2025 poetry and literature competition has ended here. Now I will announce the rankings."
"Champion, number 108!"
There was another round of cheers in the live broadcast room.
There was thunderous applause in the hall.
"This poetry and literary gathering was truly wonderful. It allowed me to see the light of the literary world, especially the performance of No. 108, which made me feel that there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in our Chinese literary world," said the host.
"Next, let's decipher the issues that everyone is most concerned about."
"That is No. 108. Is he an individual or an organization?"
"Now please, No. 108, come on stage!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone held their breath!
The most exciting part is finally here!
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