Little Farmer Big Star

The second round of competition had just ended, the entire interface changed, and the third round of competition began directly. www. biquge. info

Not surprisingly, the focus of the sixth group in the third round was the strong dialogue between Li Fan and Liu Lin, two people with 6 points.

"Haha, it's exactly as I expected. Li Fan and Liu Lin both scored 6 points, so it looks good now."

"Well, this Liu Lin is not bad, he should be a professional poet. It should be no problem to enter the finals."

"Then this round, who do you vote for?"

"This round? Hehe! Let me observe first. If Li Fan's votes rise too fast, then I will vote for Liu Lin. I think it's too easy not to let Li Fan win."

"Good idea. If Li Fan wins easily every time, then he probably won't put his heart into writing poems. Only by causing him a little trouble can he write better works."

"You guys think too much. Although Li Fan's poems in these two rounds are not as good as "Pity for Farmers", they are still very good."

"You also think it's not as good as "Compassion for Farmers". We just want him to come up with better poems than "Compassion for Farmers."

"..."

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Modu, Youth and Children's Publishing House.

Since the last time in the "Children's Poetry" competition, Li Fan and "Funny Children" slapped her in the face severely. Lin Hai has been relatively quiet during this period of time, and he didn't bother to find "Funny Children" and Li Fan anymore. It seems that he has forgotten the last time he was slapped in the face.

However, the outside world didn't know that Lin Haike never forgot about being slapped in the face. He has been silently watching Li Fan's developments, looking for opportunities to make Li Fan embarrassing.

Now, he seems to see a glimmer of opportunity.

"Old Fang, Liu Lin's works in the third round of the competition seem to be not much different from Li Fan's "Early Summer". I think we can help Liu Lin a little bit." Lin Hai said. He and Fang Jing are still in the office, just waiting to watch the ongoing group match.

Fang Jing murmured: "You mean we help Liu Lin win votes? I'm afraid this won't work, although generally speaking, the results of the votes of netizens are the final results of the competition. But this is a group stage, if one song is worse The works won the opponent by swiping votes. The official Poetry Association has the right to change the result. Such regulations are precisely to prevent the behavior of swiping votes."

Lin Hai shook his head and said, "This is only when the gap between the two works is relatively large.

If the gap between the two sides is not too big, it is normal for the slightly worse side to win. After all, everyone has different standards of preference. Even if he used the method of swiping tickets, the official website of the association is not easy to judge. Because swiping votes is also a real vote of different netizens. "

Fang Jing said: "But the gap between these two poems doesn't seem too small."

Lin Hai smiled and said: "Old Fang, you misunderstood. I didn't want Liu Lin to win. I just made a gesture to let Liu Lin's votes tightly bite Li Fan. Let the majority of netizens think that Li Fan is not the winner every round. They can all win easily. In this way, if Li Fan loses next time, everyone will not be too surprised. Don’t forget, Du Feng played against him in the 7th round. Even if Du Feng’s works are not comparable to Li Fan, But I think the gap is not too big. In addition, Du Feng has a lot of fans, so he already has the possibility of defeating Li Fan. When the time comes, we will help him quietly, which can be described as invisible."

Fang Jing nodded and said: "This method is feasible. However, losing a game has no effect on Li Fan."

Lin Hai sneered and said, "Don't worry, there will be better opportunities in the future. You have also seen that that kid is restless and has him for everything. The more things he does, the more likely there will be loopholes. The bigger it is, the bigger our chances will be.”

Fang Jing nodded thoughtfully and stopped talking.

...

Beijing, a residential area.

Yu Qiu, president of the Huaguo Writers Association, was on the phone at this time.

"Old Han, there are many excellent works in this Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival. Especially Li Fan, the last "Children's Poetry Contest" seems to be just a small test of his skills."

On the other end of the phone, Han Zhong laughed and said, "Li Fan left four classics in your 'Children's Poetry Contest'. How can you call it a small test of your skills? It's too high."

Yu Qiu continued: "The four articles are indeed classics, but they can't compare to the current Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival. Who knows what kind of works he will write?"

Han Zhongdao: "Old Yu, I hear you sound a little envious! Haha!"

"..."

A few minutes later, Yu Qiu hung up the phone and said in his heart, "I'm really envious. I thought I should keep an eye on this kid. My Writers Association's competitions are not limited to the 'Children's Poetry Contest'."

After thinking about it, Yu Qiu continued to appreciate poetry. Although his main occupation is a writer and scholar, he also has a lot of research on poetry.

"The thatched huts on the stone beams have curved sills, and the flowing water splashes across the two walls.

On a sunny day, the warm wind generates wheat gas, and when the green grass is more beautiful than the flowers.

Not bad not bad, this song "Early Summer Immediately" has a unique scene and full of charm. What's even more rare is that it can still have a slight connection with the previous two poems. Wonderful, wonderful! "

...

This song "Early Summer Immediately" is a seven-character quatrain written by Wang Anshi in his previous life. Li Fan used it in the third round, and it was indeed for a correspondence with the first two poems.

Stone bridges and thatched houses surround the curved bank, and the splashing water flows into the pond on the west.

The sunny weather and the warm breeze give birth to the wheat, and the breath of the wheat comes with the wind. The shade of green trees and the green grass are better than the blooming flowers in spring.

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Beijing, the headquarters of the Huaguo Poetry Association.

Bai Yi and Liu Yuan were also amazed.

Bai Yi praised: "The last poem has just finished the busy farming, and now I can smell the ripe wheat. And after people are busy, they can sit leisurely beside the curved bank surrounded by stone bridges and thatched huts, listening The splashing water flows into the pond on the west side. This kid is saying that although we are very busy, we are still in the mood to enjoy leisure after we are done. This shows that we love labor and do not hate labor. One is busy and the other is loose. Comparing the two, really It's incredible!"

Liu Yuan also laughed and said, "It's really wonderful. It's just that netizens don't seem to notice the connection between this poem and the previous two poems. Now Liu Lin and Li Fan's votes are not much different."

Bai Yi pondered and said: "The difference in the number of votes between the two of them is not too big. Apart from this reason, Liu Lin's poem itself is not bad. Of course, it is also possible that netizens don't want Li Fan to win every time." It's too easy, I deliberately voted for Liu Lin."

It had to be said that Bai Yi's guess was quite accurate. Many netizens did vote for Liu Lin on purpose.

"Haha! Li Fan's current vote count is only slightly higher than Liu Lin's. In the next round of competition, that guy should come up with better works."

"Hey! I hope so."

"Hey, you people are so idle."

"..."

Of course, among the netizens who intentionally voted for Liu Lin, not all were for Li Fan's better works, but also included many "water troops" hired by Lin Hai.

It's just that no one found out.

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(To be continued.)