First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 23 Peace of mind, I will defeat you

  The autumn is high and fresh.

  The hot and dry air has a cool smell.

  The plane trees on both sides of the Hezhou Road have begun to have some yellow leaves, and they will fall off as soon as the wind blows, and they are so beautiful.

  And this day is also the most lively day of the entire Hezhou Stadium.

  Five thousand seats, full of seats, even the corridors are full of people, the level of liveliness has even surpassed the grand occasion when the Asian Games was held.

  In front of TV sets across the country, tens of thousands of viewers turned on the TV set and transferred it to He Province early, looking forward to the final show of the Poetry Conference.

  Although the Guanzi sold at the Poetry Conference is very disgusting, and many people even clamored not to watch it anymore.

  But when the finals really arrived, they couldn't help but excitement in their hearts, silently turned on the TV and tuned the program to He Sheng.

  Like the opening ceremony, there was nothing in the darkness on the stage of the entire stadium.

  Time flows by one minute and one second.

  At eight o'clock in the evening, a blue light lit up below the stage, forming a turbulent sea.

  There was still the red curtain behind the stage. As a burst of turbulent music sounded, Qi Fang came out from the back of the stage.

  Every step of her will cause ripples on the ground of the stage.

  Qi Fang's eyebrows are affectionate, and her voice is gentle like water.

   "Dear audience friends, we have been looking forward to this day for too long, for at least one month, right?"

   "Thank you for staying with us from the first installment to the present."

  "We have witnessed the scalp-numbing "Jinse" by the masked poet Le Dongsheng, and we have also witnessed the amazing and terrifying three-second answer by the king who answered the question."

   "Thank you also to the 120 contestants. It is your presence that made the show more exciting."

  Now, invite our three tutors to appear.

  Mr. Jiang Yong with white hair and beard, Professor Luo Bin, the chairman of the Poetry Association, and Miss Su Yuqi, the hottest star now.

  I did not introduce them one by one like the first time, because everyone knew each other.

   "First, let us invite three people who have gone all the way from the first round and defeated more than a hundred opponents. They are Huang Chu, Xuanchang and Zhu Peng."

  Three young players stepped together from the left, middle and right directions of the stage.

  All three of them seem to be only about thirty years old, one fat and two thin. There is a little pride and tension in their faces and eyes.

   There was a burst of warm applause from the audience.

  These three people can PK from the first period to the finals, and they are absolutely amazing. They deserve these applause.

After welcoming the three, Qi Fang looked at the shoulder-shouldering auditorium, and said with a sullen expression: "At the beginning of the show, we had already invited Mr. Van Deli. He is the master of our poetry world. He has published three collections of poems, and the best collection of poems has sold 500,000 copies."

  "This time, Mr. Van der Li will also appear on the stage. On the same stage, the three winning contestants and two masked poets will perform the ultimate poetic PK."

   "Next, let us warmly welcome Mr. Van der Lie on stage!"

   There was a round of applause, and Van der Li, with a goatee, walked to the center of the stage step by step under the light of the light.

  He waved to everyone: "It's a pleasure to meet everyone, and it's an honor to participate in this competition."

  At this moment, Van der Li's heart is a little broken.

  Originally, Van der Li wanted to appear as the finale, and then beat the Quartet to win the championship.

  This was almost expected in Van der Li's heart, so he agreed to Zhang Jingya to participate in this competition.

   However, I never expected that a happy life was born halfway, and even a poem like "Jinse" was created.

  As for Anzhi Ruosu, he is not very afraid, because rich knowledge does not mean a high level of poetry. Poetry requires talent.

"I hope that LeDong Life will not perform very well today, otherwise my old face will be lost. But if he can really make a poem of the same level as "Jinse", I will not be ashamed if I lose." Van der Li Thinking in mind.

  After Van der Li said hello, Qi Fang made some bragging about Van der Li, what poetry master, which poem was hot for half the sky, etc., but it made the audience feel a little boring.

  Finally a few minutes later, Qi Fang spoke up.

   "I think I might have a lot of words, because what everyone looks forward to most is the competition between two masked poets."

   "Then in that case, I won't sell it to everyone anymore."

   "Next, let us invite two masked players, An Zhi Ruo Su and Joy Life to come on stage!"

  As soon as Qi Fang's words fell, the whole venue burst into incomparable cheers and applause.

  The friends in front of the TV were already shaking with excitement.

  All the lights on the stage are turned off, leaving only two beams of light, one on the left and one on the right.

   Then, people stepped out on both sides at the same time.

  Both of them wore long black robes and covered thick black masks, only two pairs of eyes were exposed.

  The person on the left has a pair of eyes that are as bright as the sun, and the light is pleasant. After watching it, people only feel that they are all warm and comfortable. And he seemed very calm, walking on the stage as if he were going home.

  Although the other pair of eyes are clear, they are faintly mixed with complexity and entanglement, as well as a little bit of tension.

  Two people walked to the center of the stage almost at the same time, located on the left and right sides of Qi Fang.

   "The one on the left is our No. 96 player. It's safe and sound."

  "The one on the right is our specially invited masked poet, who loves life."

  "But they both wear black masks. If it weren't for a little difference in physique, I'm afraid I would not recognize it." Qi Fang said, and then she squeezed out two ropes with her hands behind her back.

  One line is red and one line is blue.

  "In order to make it easier for everyone to recognize them, I tied the red rope to Anzhi Ruosu's body, and the blue rope to the happy life."

   Qi Fang personally tied the rope for the two.

   Then, Qi Fang introduced An Zhi Ruo Su and Le Dong Sheng to the audience below and in front of the TV one by one, and recounted all their deeds and influences.

  After all the introductions, Qi Fang asked the two of them: "An Zhiruosu and Happy Life, sister Qi Fang would like to ask you, what do you think about being each other's opponents? It's about to be a PK. Do you have anything to say?"

  The happy life with a blue rope tied to his body, his eyes showed a bit of sharpness and trembling: "If you are calm, I will defeat you in this ring!"

  As for An Zhi Ruo Su who is tied with a red rope?

  His eyes were as calm as water, not even the slightest ripples moved. He did not respond even more to the words of Happy Life, and remained silent.

  Looking at the two people facing each other on stage, the audience on the venue and in front of the TV, suddenly felt something was wrong.

  (End of this chapter)