One day ago.
"Teacher, what brings you here? Is it about the 'Love Poems and Painting Scrolls' competition organized by the Federation of Literary and Art Circles?"
In President Zhou's residence, a young man rushed over and asked respectfully.
Zhou Wenhao nodded, gesturing for the young man to sit down, before slowly speaking:
"That's right, Xiao Xu, I asked you to come here for this matter. This competition is of a very high level."
For ambitious people, winning a prize in this competition would make their future path much smoother…
The young man, Xiao Xu, nodded repeatedly;
"Teacher, I understand."
"Good that you understand. I've already prepared the work for you. You can take it back and submit it under your own pen name."
Oh, and remember to submit your application to my group. One of your senior classmates will recommend it to me, and then things will be much easier.
Zhou Wenhao gave his instructions.
The young man, Xiao Xu, excitedly accepted a manuscript. It contained a modern poem written for him by his teacher, Zhou Wenhao, which he was using to participate in the "Love Poem Scroll" competition.
After reading the poem, the young man, Xiao Xu, praised it repeatedly, saying:
"Teacher, with your work, winning the competition will be a piece of cake."
When I receive the prize money from the competition, I will transfer it to your account as soon as possible..."
Zhou Wenhao waved his hand and said with a smile:
"There's no need to go into these trivial matters, Xiao Xu. I still trust you, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to such lengths for you."
Oh, and remember to change your tune. This isn't a poem I wrote; it's a poem you wrote yourself for this competition. Remember, you wrote it yourself!
"Yes, yes, this is my own work, prepared for the competition!"
The young man, Xiao Xu, snapped out of his daze and nodded repeatedly.
...
Today, just one day later, when President Zhou came to review the manuscript, he quickly received a submission from one of his students who had been referred by him.
He glanced at it and then shared the submission in the 'Grand Judges Group'.
After all, this is something he wrote himself, so what else is there to say? Naturally, we just followed the established procedure.
Then he sent a message in the group:
"Everyone, this is an excellent poem that I found among the submitted works. The poem is titled 'The Distance of Love'."
Personally, I think it's quite good; it has a beautiful sense of love. What do you all think? Feel free to share your opinions!
The judges already knew that there was something fishy going on in this modern poetry competition.
So when Zhou Wenhao posted his shared work and sparked a discussion, it quickly received a response.
Although not everyone participated, three or four people praised the poem in various ways:
"Love is like a torch on a winter night... This metaphor is wonderful; it instantly warms me."
"I think this line is the most poetic: 'The rainbow bridge in my dream connects you and me...' It's very good."
"Based on the poems I've reviewed these past few days, the one recommended by Chairman Zhou, 'The Distance of Love,' is the best!"
"Yes, my poems are only so-so, but this one might just win the championship."
...
As Zhou Wenhao shared the poem, the well-informed judges showered him with compliments.
The number of messages in the group was increasing rapidly, after all, Chairman Zhou said to "speak freely".
That's why Shen Zizhen and Zhang Xi saw '99+' unread messages just now.
The discussion in the judges' group could have continued for a while longer.
But who knew that at this very moment, Shen Zizhen, who was unaware of the situation, also shared a submitted work in the group.
And then... that was it.
Just now, a few people in the group clicked on Shen Zizhen's shared submission and saw how amazing 'Birds and Fish' is.
Now, even if they wanted to flatter Zhou Wenhao, the president of the Modern Poetry Society, they couldn't continue to shamelessly boast about his previous work.
In fact, Zhou Wenhao, as the president of the Modern Poetry Society, is quite capable. The works he submitted to his student Xiao Xu are of above-average quality.
But everything is afraid of comparison, and what you fear most is what happens.
Just as a group of people in the group were praising President Zhou's "The Distance of Love," which he had submitted through someone else, Shen Zizhen's recommendation, "Birds and Fish," appeared.
Without comparison, there is no harm!
The comparison makes it much more damaging!
Chairman Zhou's song "The Distance of Love" was actually quite good, because if it were really that bad, these people wouldn't have praised it before.
Unfortunately, it was unlucky enough to encounter "The Bird and the Fish," which is hailed as the "most beautiful love poem in the world." In comparison, Master Zhou's poem was completely crushed.
The originally decent artistic conception became unbearably vulgar in that drama 'The Furthest Distance...'.
As for those originally decent lines of poetry, they become utterly devoid of beauty in the contrast between 'birds and fish'.
Even Zhou Wenhao himself felt his face burning after clicking on the poem.
As for the other judges who were just discussing things, they all fell silent after watching the video.
What else can they say at this moment?
I can't just lie with my eyes closed and say that this song 'Birds and Fish' isn't as good as Chairman Zhou's... uh, the song 'Distance of Love' that he recommended, okay?
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