"Why hasn't it started yet? I've been waiting here for ages. I have absolutely no interest in these shows, I just want to see two poets recite poetry!"
"That's right! What's so interesting about these random programs? If we're talking about watching programs, I'd rather watch other TV stations, which have a much wider variety."
"I think we can't really blame the organizers. After all, it's a bit monotonous for just two people to recite poems, and it's not enough to support a whole gala."
"Let's wait a little longer. We're already here, so it won't hurt to wait a little longer. We can watch the shows anytime, but the 'poetry battle' segment isn't something we can do all the time."
...
As the Mid-Autumn Poetry Gathering organized by the Modern Poetry Association began, the audience, including those watching the live stream, were all waiting for the grand finale to begin.
As for the previous programs, people were clearly not very interested.
As a result, all sorts of complaints and criticisms were endless, but there was nothing that could be done about it.
Those livestreamers invited by the Modern Poetry Association could only do their best to keep the audience in the livestream room as long as possible.
Because their compensation will be calculated based on the number of viewers in the live stream in real time.
In fact, there are two groups of people who, while also complaining about the show's poor quality, are much more engaged than the viewers in these live streamers' rooms.
That's right!
One of them, of course, is Mr. Xu's group of fans. These people have been with him from the very beginning until now, and their loyalty is exceptionally strong.
Moreover, as Mr. Xu becomes increasingly busy, it becomes harder for fans to see him appear or participate in any activities. Therefore, everyone should support this poetry gathering.
On the other side are the fans of the newly emerging genius poet, Qinglian Jushi, who goes by this pseudonym.
Although these people haven't been fans of Qinglian Jushi for long, they all share one characteristic: they are relatively artistic.
Once such a person sets their mind on something, their persistence is extraordinary.
It's fair to say that Mr. Xu's fans alone account for half of the atmosphere at tonight's poetry recital.
Although outsiders may not know this, it is the truth...
Amidst the clamor of discussion, the host of the live broadcast finally walked onto the stage with a smile and announced loudly:
"Sorry to keep you waiting. The next program is something you've all been looking forward to. That's right, it's our most dazzling poetry battle segment."
The two main characters should be familiar to everyone. One of them is the famous director Xu Lu, and the other is the genius poet Qinglian Jushi…
As the introduction began, two split screens appeared on the large screen at the front, one on the left and one on the right.
In the upper half of the left-hand split screen, Xu Lu's figure sitting behind the desk quickly appeared before everyone.
Upon seeing this, most of the members of the Modern Poetry Association present looked at him with hostility.
This guy is the one who made our entire modern poetry gathering lose face before!
Fortunately, the screen on the right lit up soon after.
But what's strange is...
There were no human figures in the scene, only a blue lotus slowly rotating in the void, which looked rather cool.
Upon seeing this, the people at the scene began to whisper among themselves:
"What's going on? The Hermit of Qinglian hasn't shown up. He's as mysterious as ever!"
"That's right, but Director Xu seems quite calm. He's still waving to everyone."
"I wonder who will make the first move between the two of them, or if it will be arranged by the host."
"Hehe, do you think the host on stage can arrange for the two of them? It's definitely up to them to improvise."
...
Meanwhile, fans on both sides were gradually getting excited. On 'Xu Lu's' side:
"Hahaha, our Director Xu is still so handsome, he's a pleasure to behold just sitting there!"
"That's right. I was quite worried about him before, but seeing his appearance, I knew I didn't need to worry."
"Although Master Qinglian is formidable, President Xu is by no means a mere figurehead. The outcome is still uncertain."
"It's just that this guy has been neglecting his duties lately. Instead of making movies, he's been getting into poetry battles with people."
...
Meanwhile, on the side of 'Vest Qinglian Jushi', everyone also spoke up:
"Qinglian Jushi is really too mysterious. He doesn't even show up at such a big occasion. It seems that the rumors about him being socially awkward are true."
"I think it's good that way. It shows that he doesn't crave fame, since he doesn't even need to take the opportunity to show his face."
"No wonder he's called 'Qinglian Jushi' (the hermit of the blue lotus), the lotus flowers in the background are quite beautiful!"
"Hey, there's text appearing in the blank boxes below the two people. It feels like looking at someone else's chat box."
...
As everyone was discussing, text floated in from left to right from the blank box below the 'Azure Lotus Background':
So...shall we begin?
The next moment, text gradually appeared in the blank frame of the 'body background':
Okay, let's begin!
Seeing this somewhat sudden scene, the audience almost dropped their eyeballs:
"Hahaha, is this how two poets greet each other? This is so damn funny, hahaha!"
"Yes, I've imagined all sorts of scenarios for how two people would start a conversation, but I never thought of the one I just saw."
"It feels... as relaxed as inviting someone to dinner. Please, you're about to have a serious poetry battle."
"Putting everything else aside, the comedic effect is already at its peak, but to be honest, it also has a kind of back-to-basics feel to it."
...
The onlookers found it amusing, but President Zhou, the initiator of the poetry competition at this Mid-Autumn Festival event, looked somewhat displeased, inwardly cursing:
"What is this Qinglian Hermit doing? Aren't you very good at writing poetry? Before, you even used poetry as the content for your status updates. Now you're being so casual with that kid."
"Come on, that guy across from you is the public enemy of our entire Modern Poetry Association. The way you're greeting him might make people think you two are really close."
In fact, quite a few people felt the same way after witnessing that scene.
However, before the audience could have much time to discuss it, the real poetry battle finally began.
'Qinglian Jushi' made the first move.
Within the blank frame beneath the blue lotus background, lines of poetry fly in from left to right like arrows:
"The bright moon rises over the sea... We share this moment though we are at opposite ends of the earth..."
'My lover... laments the long night... all night long... longing arises...'
...
The four lines of poetry were like an arrow stuck to the right side of the big screen.
For a moment, almost all the audience members were immersed in the beauty of the poem.
After a moment, cheers erupted from the audience.
"As expected of the Qinglian Hermit, this poem is excellent."
"Yes, I think just the first line is enough to be sung for thousands of years."
"This is really amazing. It was worth waiting so long tonight. It was definitely worth it."
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