Chapter 279: Masters gathered
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The National Youth Poetry Contest was successfully launched in the Cultural Palace of Donghai Cultural Center. As the largest national event of the year in Zhonghai, the city government began to prepare all relevant matters about the competition at the beginning of the year.
Now that everything is in place, a hundred young people from all over the country have gathered to compete for the reputation of a young king of poetry.
The final day of the Poetry Contest is scheduled for Saturday morning ... Friday afternoon, Li Yunliang arranged a rest for all 12 class members to adjust the status for the final competition.
On the morning of the next day, 26 participants entered the school, boarded the participating bus, and went to the city's cultural and sports center.
Zhonghai Culture Palace is located next to the stadium. One palace, one hall, and unique mountain and water design make it one of the representative buildings in Zhonghai City.
There is an exclusive theater in the Palace of Culture that can accommodate thousands of people. It is usually designed to organize large-scale cultural events.
The Youth Poetry Contest, as a key cultural project during the year, and the vigorous publicity of the municipal government before, also attracted many citizens to book tickets to watch the competition one after another.
CCTV's exclusive channel also cooperated with the National Writing Association to broadcast the final stage of the competition live, so it also arrived at Zhonghai Cultural Palace a few days in advance to put and debug related equipment.
Led by Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli, a group of participants from Class 12 rushed to the Palace of Culture on time.
The Grand Theater is located on the side of the first floor, and everyone came to the theater's back-office command center in accordance with the instructions of the participants' signs.
The relevant staff reviewed their names, and then distributed each of them a number that had been drawn in advance according to the serial number. Followed by the rest hall in the background, waiting for the official start of the game.
There are already some contestants waiting in the rest hall. A large group of people came in at once in the 12th class, naturally attracting the attention of others. Of course, most people are weird. Why are there so many people at once? It looks like they are participating, but isn't the national competition a single event? Is there a team match?
For everyone already waiting in the hall, this weird group of Class 12 really made them doubt. But although these people had a strange idea in their hearts, none of them came up to ask. It doesn't matter to me, I hang up high, no matter what they do, I'll finish myself.
Everyone in class 12 found a seat and sat down ... Wu Jie looked around and said, "Boss, there are already a lot of people here! Look, we're late."
Zhang Yu, who is now watching the eyebrows, said, "We are landlords! It's normal for people who come to know the road to come late."
Zhao Zhijun said: "These people should be here a day in advance! I'm afraid I won't find a place late. In case of a traffic jam or something, it's not white."
"That's true!" Wu Jie nodded, and said, "I don't know how these people's poetry levels are? Looking at the appearance, I can't see who is more powerful."
Lu Zhiquan said: "Then you can rest assured, fat! No matter which one is here, it should be better than us. These are all masters in the country! In fact, we are here to make soy sauce."
Wu Jie and Zhao Zhijun nodded when they heard the words. We must know that the people here can only enter the top 100 nationwide by Zhang Yuguang. Compared to people who are already extraordinary in strength, there is indeed a gap between heaven and earth.
Zhou Ying interjected: "Can you do it! How can you build up the spirit of others and destroy your own prestige. We have prepared well this time. Even if their level is higher, then what? We may not just have no chance! Are you saying Xiao Nan? "
Tan Xiaonan nodded: "Xiao Ying is right! No matter what, the game has not yet begun, anything can happen. Look down on yourself now, it seems too early!"
"No!"
"We can definitely go further!"
People in the class who think they have some strength have expressed contempt for the behavior of Wu Fatzi who devalued the team.
Zhang Yu said: "For the game, talent may be important! But the mentality is also important. As long as everyone can maintain a good mentality, no one has a chance until the game is final."
Zhang Yu, as the head of the class, is a literary man in the class. Speaking is still influential! As soon as he said this, he naturally reassured the people in the class. Of course, it is inevitable to continue chatting, and anyway, idle is also idle. But the topic is mostly about this game.
...
Bi Jun, from the High School Attached to Qinghua, Beijing, looked at a large group of people sitting in front of him and turned to the two humans around him: "Look! What's the purpose of a large group of people sitting there? The staff of the organizing committee didn't say no Are prospective friends and relatives accompanied by the scene! How can they bring so many people here. "
Mo Guocheng looked up and said, "It's a contestant! Haven't you seen them all carrying number plates?"
Bi Jun was surprised: "So many people are contestants! Doesn't it say that there are only one hundred in the country? This group of guys looks like there can be twenty or thirty people. All our schools in Beijing are all together, and there are no ten finalists. Personally! "
Mo Guocheng also had a strange expression on his face, saying: "How can I know! Even if it's a province, you can't talk about it with laughter. It's like a class. Hey Lu Yuxuan! What do you think?"
Lu Yuxuan snorted coldly: "Take care of him! Our main opponent this time is only a group of people who are in the middle of the affiliated middle school. Whoever we lose to, we can't lose to Ding Lingling again! I want to be ashamed this time, Revenge at the last city high school cultural exchange meeting. "
Mo Guocheng and Bi Jun looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time and smiled ... Then they looked at the three women sitting together. The head of Ding Lingling looked at his face, which made people's heartbeat speed up. beauty. The remaining two are also good, but it is worse than Ding Lingling.
...
Qiu Yue, from the Middle School of the University of Datong, also looked at a large group of people in class 12 and said, "There are so many people in this group! And they are all top 100 players. I do n’t know which province it is, how do they sit They are together. Is the province asking them to form a group? "
Sitting on the side, Lan Kehan, who was decorating his face with a cosmetic case, stared at the small mirror and said intently: "Regardless of what those people do! Many people don't mean high standards. The people in the Qinghua affiliated middle school at the high school cultural exchange meeting did not. It's less, it's not the few of us who have beaten up. "
Qiu Yuewen said with a smile: "That's Ding Lingling alone, okay! We are making sauce wine."
Lan Kehan said, "How do we say that we were a team last time! No credit, there is always hard work! You said that I was right, Ding Lingling!" During the talk, I looked at Ding Lingling who was reading a book. (To be continued.)
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The National Youth Poetry Contest was successfully launched in the Cultural Palace of Donghai Cultural Center. As the largest national event of the year in Zhonghai, the city government began to prepare all relevant matters about the competition at the beginning of the year.
Now that everything is in place, a hundred young people from all over the country have gathered to compete for the reputation of a young king of poetry.
The final day of the Poetry Contest is scheduled for Saturday morning ... Friday afternoon, Li Yunliang arranged a rest for all 12 class members to adjust the status for the final competition.
On the morning of the next day, 26 participants entered the school, boarded the participating bus, and went to the city's cultural and sports center.
Zhonghai Culture Palace is located next to the stadium. One palace, one hall, and unique mountain and water design make it one of the representative buildings in Zhonghai City.
There is an exclusive theater in the Palace of Culture that can accommodate thousands of people. It is usually designed to organize large-scale cultural events.
The Youth Poetry Contest, as a key cultural project during the year, and the vigorous publicity of the municipal government before, also attracted many citizens to book tickets to watch the competition one after another.
CCTV's exclusive channel also cooperated with the National Writing Association to broadcast the final stage of the competition live, so it also arrived at Zhonghai Cultural Palace a few days in advance to put and debug related equipment.
Led by Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli, a group of participants from Class 12 rushed to the Palace of Culture on time.
The Grand Theater is located on the side of the first floor, and everyone came to the theater's back-office command center in accordance with the instructions of the participants' signs.
The relevant staff reviewed their names, and then distributed each of them a number that had been drawn in advance according to the serial number. Followed by the rest hall in the background, waiting for the official start of the game.
There are already some contestants waiting in the rest hall. A large group of people came in at once in the 12th class, naturally attracting the attention of others. Of course, most people are weird. Why are there so many people at once? It looks like they are participating, but isn't the national competition a single event? Is there a team match?
For everyone already waiting in the hall, this weird group of Class 12 really made them doubt. But although these people had a strange idea in their hearts, none of them came up to ask. It doesn't matter to me, I hang up high, no matter what they do, I'll finish myself.
Everyone in class 12 found a seat and sat down ... Wu Jie looked around and said, "Boss, there are already a lot of people here! Look, we're late."
Zhang Yu, who is now watching the eyebrows, said, "We are landlords! It's normal for people who come to know the road to come late."
Zhao Zhijun said: "These people should be here a day in advance! I'm afraid I won't find a place late. In case of a traffic jam or something, it's not white."
"That's true!" Wu Jie nodded, and said, "I don't know how these people's poetry levels are? Looking at the appearance, I can't see who is more powerful."
Lu Zhiquan said: "Then you can rest assured, fat! No matter which one is here, it should be better than us. These are all masters in the country! In fact, we are here to make soy sauce."
Wu Jie and Zhao Zhijun nodded when they heard the words. We must know that the people here can only enter the top 100 nationwide by Zhang Yuguang. Compared to people who are already extraordinary in strength, there is indeed a gap between heaven and earth.
Zhou Ying interjected: "Can you do it! How can you build up the spirit of others and destroy your own prestige. We have prepared well this time. Even if their level is higher, then what? We may not just have no chance! Are you saying Xiao Nan? "
Tan Xiaonan nodded: "Xiao Ying is right! No matter what, the game has not yet begun, anything can happen. Look down on yourself now, it seems too early!"
"No!"
"We can definitely go further!"
People in the class who think they have some strength have expressed contempt for the behavior of Wu Fatzi who devalued the team.
Zhang Yu said: "For the game, talent may be important! But the mentality is also important. As long as everyone can maintain a good mentality, no one has a chance until the game is final."
Zhang Yu, as the head of the class, is a literary man in the class. Speaking is still influential! As soon as he said this, he naturally reassured the people in the class. Of course, it is inevitable to continue chatting, and anyway, idle is also idle. But the topic is mostly about this game.
...
Bi Jun, from the High School Attached to Qinghua, Beijing, looked at a large group of people sitting in front of him and turned to the two humans around him: "Look! What's the purpose of a large group of people sitting there? The staff of the organizing committee didn't say no Are prospective friends and relatives accompanied by the scene! How can they bring so many people here. "
Mo Guocheng looked up and said, "It's a contestant! Haven't you seen them all carrying number plates?"
Bi Jun was surprised: "So many people are contestants! Doesn't it say that there are only one hundred in the country? This group of guys looks like there can be twenty or thirty people. All our schools in Beijing are all together, and there are no ten finalists. Personally! "
Mo Guocheng also had a strange expression on his face, saying: "How can I know! Even if it's a province, you can't talk about it with laughter. It's like a class. Hey Lu Yuxuan! What do you think?"
Lu Yuxuan snorted coldly: "Take care of him! Our main opponent this time is only a group of people who are in the middle of the affiliated middle school. Whoever we lose to, we can't lose to Ding Lingling again! I want to be ashamed this time, Revenge at the last city high school cultural exchange meeting. "
Mo Guocheng and Bi Jun looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time and smiled ... Then they looked at the three women sitting together. The head of Ding Lingling looked at his face, which made people's heartbeat speed up. beauty. The remaining two are also good, but it is worse than Ding Lingling.
...
Qiu Yue, from the Middle School of the University of Datong, also looked at a large group of people in class 12 and said, "There are so many people in this group! And they are all top 100 players. I do n’t know which province it is, how do they sit They are together. Is the province asking them to form a group? "
Sitting on the side, Lan Kehan, who was decorating his face with a cosmetic case, stared at the small mirror and said intently: "Regardless of what those people do! Many people don't mean high standards. The people in the Qinghua affiliated middle school at the high school cultural exchange meeting did not. It's less, it's not the few of us who have beaten up. "
Qiu Yuewen said with a smile: "That's Ding Lingling alone, okay! We are making sauce wine."
Lan Kehan said, "How do we say that we were a team last time! No credit, there is always hard work! You said that I was right, Ding Lingling!" During the talk, I looked at Ding Lingling who was reading a book. (To be continued.)
www.novelhall.com, the fastest update of the latest chapter of God-level star system!The National Youth Poetry Contest was successfully launched in the Cultural Palace of Donghai Cultural Center. As the largest national event of the year in Zhonghai, the city government began to prepare all relevant matters about the competition at the beginning of the year.Now that everything is in place, a hundred young people from all over the country have gathered to compete for the reputation of a young king of poetry.The final day of the Poetry Contest is scheduled for Saturday morning ... Friday afternoon, Li Yunliang arranged a rest for all 12 class members to adjust the status for the final competition.On the morning of the next day, 26 participants entered the school, boarded the participating bus, and went to the city's cultural and sports center.Zhonghai Culture Palace is located next to the stadium. One palace, one hall, and unique mountain and water design make it one of the representative buildings in Zhonghai City.There is an exclusive theater in the Palace of Culture that can accommodate thousands of people. It is usually designed to organize large-scale cultural events.The Youth Poetry Contest, as a key cultural project during the year, and the vigorous publicity of the municipal government before, also attracted many citizens to book tickets to watch the competition one after another.CCTV's exclusive channel also cooperated with the National Writing Association to broadcast the final stage of the competition live, so it also arrived at Zhonghai Cultural Palace a few days in advance to put and debug related equipment.Led by Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli, a group of participants from Class 12 rushed to the Palace of Culture on time.The Grand Theater is located on the side of the first floor, and everyone came to the theater's back-office command center in accordance with the instructions of the participants' signs.The relevant staff reviewed their names, and then distributed each of them a number that had been drawn in advance according to the serial number. Followed by the rest hall in the background, waiting for the official start of the game.There are already some contestants waiting in the rest hall. A large group of people came in at once in the 12th class, naturally attracting the attention of others. Of course, most people are weird. Why are there so many people at once? It looks like they are participating, but isn't the national competition a single event? Is there a team match?For everyone already waiting in the hall, this weird group of Class 12 really made them doubt. But although these people had a strange idea in their hearts, none of them came up to ask. It doesn't matter to me, I hang up high, no matter what they do, I'll finish myself.Everyone in class 12 found a seat and sat down ... Wu Jie looked around and said, "Boss, there are already a lot of people here! Look, we're late."Zhang Yu, who is now watching the eyebrows, said, "We are landlords! It's normal for people who come to know the road to come late."Zhao Zhijun said: "These people should be here a day in advance! I'm afraid I won't find a place late. In case of a traffic jam or something, it's not white.""That's true!" Wu Jie nodded, and said, "I don't know how these people's poetry levels are? Looking at the appearance, I can't see who is more powerful."Lu Zhiquan said: "Then you can rest assured, fat! No matter which one is here, it should be better than us. These are all masters in the country! In fact, we are here to make soy sauce."Wu Jie and Zhao Zhijun nodded when they heard the words. We must know that the people here can only enter the top 100 nationwide by Zhang Yuguang. Compared to people who are already extraordinary in strength, there is indeed a gap between heaven and earth.Zhou Ying interjected: "Can you do it! How can you build up the spirit of others and destroy your own prestige. We have prepared well this time. Even if their level is higher, then what? We may not just have no chance! Are you saying Xiao Nan? "Tan Xiaonan nodded: "Xiao Ying is right! No matter what, the game has not yet begun, anything can happen. Look down on yourself now, it seems too early!""No!""We can definitely go further!"People in the class who think they have some strength have expressed contempt for the behavior of Wu Fatzi who devalued the team.Zhang Yu said: "For the game, talent may be important! But the mentality is also important. As long as everyone can maintain a good mentality, no one has a chance until the game is final."Zhang Yu, as the head of the class, is a literary man in the class. Speaking is still influential! As soon as he said this, he naturally reassured the people in the class. Of course, it is inevitable to continue chatting, and anyway, idle is also idle. But the topic is mostly about this game....Bi Jun, from the High School Attached to Qinghua, Beijing, looked at a large group of people sitting in front of him and turned to the two humans around him: "Look! What's the purpose of a large group of people sitting there? The staff of the organizing committee didn't say no Are prospective friends and relatives accompanied by the scene! How can they bring so many people here. "Mo Guocheng looked up and said, "It's a contestant! Haven't you seen them all carrying number plates?"Bi Jun was surprised: "So many people are contestants! Doesn't it say that there are only one hundred in the country? This group of guys looks like there can be twenty or thirty people. All our schools in Beijing are all together, and there are no ten finalists. Personally! "Mo Guocheng also had a strange expression on his face, saying: "How can I know! Even if it's a province, you can't talk about it with laughter. It's like a class. Hey Lu Yuxuan! What do you think?"Lu Yuxuan snorted coldly: "Take care of him! Our main opponent this time is only a group of people who are in the middle of the affiliated middle school. Whoever we lose to, we can't lose to Ding Lingling again! I want to be ashamed this time, Revenge at the last city high school cultural exchange meeting. "Mo Guocheng and Bi Jun looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time and smiled ... Then they looked at the three women sitting together. The head of Ding Lingling looked at his face, which made people's heartbeat speed up. beauty. The remaining two are also good, but it is worse than Ding Lingling....Qiu Yue, from the Middle School of the University of Datong, also looked at a large group of people in class 12 and said, "There are so many people in this group! And they are all top 100 players. I do n't know which province it is, how do they sit They are together. Is the province asking them to form a group? "Sitting on the side, Lan Kehan, who was decorating his face with a cosmetic case, stared at the small mirror and said intently: "Regardless of what those people do! Many people don't mean high standards. The people in the Qinghua affiliated middle school at the high school cultural exchange meeting did not. It's less, it's not the few of us who have beaten up. "Qiu Yuewen said with a smile: "That's Ding Lingling alone, okay! We are making sauce wine."Lan Kehan said, "How do we say that we were a team last time! No credit, there is always hard work! You said that I was right, Ding Lingling!" During the talk, I looked at Ding Lingling who was reading a book. To be continued.
