After Song Hongdou finished recording the show for the day, she sat in the nanny car, drinking lemonade and scrolling through her phone leisurely.
Soon, she noticed topics related to Song Ci on Weibo’s hot searches.
[Song Ci, how dare you? 】
The assistant on the side also noticed it and quickly said with a smile: "It seems that Teacher Song Ci's new book has been released, and everyone is discussing the plot!"
Song Hongdou nodded.
During the last round of recording of Tian Xia Er, Song Ci gave her the new book Tian Long Ba Bu.
But she hasn't had time to watch yet.
I just have three days of rest starting tomorrow, so let’s take advantage of these three days to finish reading this book.
Song Hongdou thought as he clicked on the hot search terms.
After clicking in and reading the complete content of this entry, Song Hongdou burst out laughing, because this entry was just a title file.
[How dare you write martial arts in Song Dynasty so beautifully? 】
This is the complete version of this topic.
Readers are discussing the plot crazily in the thread.
"How many chapters have you seen? I saw Qiao Feng taking A'Zhu to find his enemy."
"Song poetry is really good at writing! I love this book so much. Everyone's character is written vividly and vividly. This is called martial arts!"
"I really have a question now, that is, is the Song Dynasty in Tian Long Ba Bu and the Song Dynasty in Two Song Dynasties the same Song Dynasty? Or... people like Duan Yu and Qiao Feng now, their martial arts are so high, Wouldn’t it be enough to just help the court fight?”
"Did you see it so quickly? I just saw Duan Yu recognize Qiao Feng!"
"Let's not talk about anything else! Kung fu skills like Lingbo Weibu and Six Meridians Divine Sword are really cool! What is Song Ci thinking about? It's great. I really want to watch the TV series of Tian Long Ba Bu!"
Song Hongdou's lips curled up into a calm smile.
She especially likes to see netizens praising Song Ci now.
But something didn't feel right when I looked at it, because the content of netizens' praise for Song Ci suddenly changed.
Because more and more people have read the most cruel part in Tian Long Ba Bu.
This is the scene where A'Zhu was beaten to death by Qiao Feng.
Thirteen Knives, a famous Chinese martial arts writer, wrote a long article with emotion:
"I just happened to read the chapter [Stuffing cattle and sheep to make a promise] today. My whole body was blocked all of a sudden. It's not that this Song Ci poem is not well written. In fact, this piece is really good. Very good!
"This chapter is full of emotions. From the previous foreshadowing to this chapter, the release of the entire emotion, this is simply what I love most as an author! That is to give readers a knife! Hahahaha, I Love Song Ci!”
From the perspective of an author, 13 Knives really likes the overall layout of Tian Long Ba Bu.
He thought this article was simply a piece of cake.
It can be said to be the pinnacle of martial arts.
He continued to praise:
"I heard that Song Ci's Two Song Dynasty series has been released to its fifth volume, but I didn't continue reading the first volume before. Looking at it now, Song Ci has given him a lot to build such a huge history. His experience has made him feel very comfortable since he started writing Tian Long Ba Bu!"
Not only 13 Knives, but also many domestic best-selling writers, and some online writers have also posted articles praising the Song Dynasty's Tianlong Babu for being so well written.
However, many readers who were tortured by Song Ci's plot were not satisfied, and they all shouted in the comment area that they must send Song Ci blades.
At this moment, Song Ci's latest Weibo is promoting Tian Long Ba Bu.
It has received more than 1 million comments from readers.
"It's really hateful. I thought it was a cool article when I read it, but I was caught off guard and got stabbed. It's too much!"
"I see that many authors are praising the plot of the Song Dynasty poem [Stuffing cattle and sheep with nothing to make a promise]. But as a reader, I think this section is simply a way of subduing wisdom. A'Zhu and his so-called I didn’t even know my father before, but he somehow disguised himself as him to help him block Qiao Feng’s slap. I feel like this plot design is really stupid!”
"It took me two days to read this book without sleep or food. I would give it a score of 98 out of 100. I like the character Qiao Feng the most. I feel that this is the image of a hero in my mind. "
"Does anyone want to send a blade to Song Ci? Let's form a team together?"
"Stop writing about your martial arts and update Liang Song Fengyun quickly. This martial arts is nothing interesting, it's just about fighting and killing!"
But after all, Demi-Gods and Dragons has only been on the market for three days, so not many readers have actually finished reading this book.
As time goes by, the discussion of this book among Chinese readers will become more and more heated, and its influence will become greater and greater.
Song Hongdou put down her phone and liked some comments praising Song's "good writing skills".
After thinking about it, she took another picture of the cover of the Tian Long Ba Bu book and posted it on Weibo to promote Song Ci.
At the same time, he took a screenshot of the Weibo he posted and sent it to Song Ci, asking for credit, saying, "How can I thank you sister? This Weibo of mine can contribute 10,000 sales to you!"
Song Ci was currently communicating with Wei Weijiang about the filming situation of The Silent Truth. When he saw this message from Song Hongdou, he simply sent a few emoticons.
Song Hongdou looked very dissatisfied with Song Ci's perfunctory expressions, and pouted her mouth, but she still continued to ask: "Tomorrow night is the top 32 competition, so you have to work hard!"
After waiting for seven or eight minutes, Song Ci sent her a message back and said: "I will definitely work hard. The soldiers will stop me, and the water will cover me up. After all, the theme will be known tomorrow. If we encounter a very good opponent, who will win?" Negative, I really don’t know!”
Song Hongdou put down her mobile phone, then picked up the Demi-Gods and Dragons on the side and read it slowly.
…
The top 32 candidates of the poetry competition have all been announced.
When Song Ci opened his eyes in the morning, congratulatory messages from all parties were sent to him.
At the same time, the names and photos of 32 people were published on the front pages of major portal websites across the country.
This shows that this game has become more intense in the top 32 stage, and it has become more and more important in the minds of the audience.
In the evening, the 32-to-16 game is about to begin.
Song Ci and other top 32 contestants were all sitting in the audience.
Everyone had some nervousness on their faces, and the camera swept over everyone one by one.
I saw some older gentlemen who seemed to be accustomed to seeing the waves in the world. Their faces were expressionless at this moment, and they looked very nervous.
But when the camera cut to Song Ci, everyone discovered that this kid actually took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and started eating them.
This immediately made the audience in the live broadcast room unable to hold their nerves.
"I'll go! Seeing how calm and composed Song Ci is, I really want to give him a fuck. It's so pretentious!"
"Is this kid so confident? He doesn't even know the topic now. Don't make a mistake later!"
"Facts have proved that if you are hot, you will die! I think Song Ci looks like this, this kid will easily lose later!"
Song Ci didn't think much about it.
He gave some of his melon seeds to Yuan Qing, who was sitting next to him.
Yuan Qing was stunned when he saw the melon seeds handed over by Song Ci, then waved his hands and said expressionlessly:
"Song Ci, in such a formal occasion, your laid-back look makes you feel relaxed and not nervous at best, but at worst, you are disrespecting this competition!"
Yuan Qing was educating Song Ci as if he had come before.
Song Ci saw that the boy was unwilling to eat melon seeds, so he ignored him and turned to the other side.
On the other side of him was a lady in her 30s, wearing simple clothes and light makeup, looking very quiet.
When she saw the melon seeds handed over by Song Ci, she waved her hand gently and politely refused.
So Song Ci helplessly crossed his legs.
At this time, Yuan Qing's father Yuan Sizhi came over, patted Yuan Qing's shoulder, and then his eyes fell on Song Ci:
"Song Ci, I have read the 40th chapter of Tian Long Ba Bu. It is a wonderful story. I hope your poem tonight will be as wonderful as yours!"
That's what he said, but his voice sounded cold.
Song Ci nodded towards Yuan Sizhi and expressed his gratitude to him.
Bai Yishan, the president of the Jiangnan Poetry Association, also came over and chatted for a few words next to Song Ci.
The main thing is to praise the demi-gods for being well written.
Some of the surrounding audience members who were well-known in the arena also came forward to chat with Song Ci enthusiastically.
Yuan Qing, who was sitting next to Song Ci, saw it in his eyes.
His eyes were full of coldness.
The contrast is too great.
Many of these big guys in the world are acquainted with him.
But now no one came up to say hello to him.
All of them were close to Song Ci's ears, talking and laughing.
What is all this? ? ?
This is simply bullying.
Yuan Qing's hands couldn't help but grab his pants.
It wasn't until the host officially appeared on the stage that everyone's greetings were over.
Starting from today's game, the format of the program will be different.
The PK objects of the 32 players on site will be drawn directly together, and corresponding themes will also be given.
Then there is half an hour for everyone to create freely.
At the same time, during this half hour, as long as a certain contestant creates a work, he can directly go on stage to list his work.
Then after he finishes reading his work, the person he is PKing must also go on stage to show his work.
This means that each person only has half an hour at most to create.
At the very least, it depends on how fast your opponent is.
At this time, the whole place fell silent, and all the seats of 5,000 people were occupied.
The male and female hosts on the stage were also a brother and a sister from CCTV. While they were joking and joking, they looked inside the transparent glass ball and pulled out the contestants one by one.
Not long after, Song Ci's PK opponent also came out.
It was none other than Yuan Qing sitting next to him.
The camera immediately showed two people.
Song Ci and Yuan Qing also looked at each other in unison.
Yuan Qing's lips curled up into a smile and she stretched out her right hand.
Song Ci gently held his right hand.
At this moment, this scene is in the camera lens, as if the two people are saying hello politely.
But there seemed to be countless electric lights flashing between the two people.
"Isn't it a coincidence that the youngest among the top 32 are Song Ci and Yuan Qing, right?"
"That's right, both of them are now the only players under the age of 35!"
"Haha, if nothing else, I think Song Ci has won just because of his looks!"
10 seconds later, the topic of the two people officially came out.
There are only two simple words, hometown.
As soon as these two words came out, the scene immediately became noisy.
Everyone started talking in a flurry of conversations.
After all, when I think of the word hometown, it must be inseparable from the theme of missing my hometown.
Gu Xingchen and the people around him said: "The line before the Song Dynasty poem, 'A cup of wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away, and there is no way for Yan Ran to return home.' It fits the theme of hometown quite well. I wonder what kind of work he will come up with today! "
At this moment, when the word hometown fell into Yuan Qing's eyes, a strong excitement suddenly appeared on his face.
Hit! Hit!
Another question won!
Among the works prepared by Yuan Qing, there happens to be a piece about missing hometown!
And the quality is extremely high, even his father Yuan Sizhi was full of praise for it!
At this time, Yuan Sizhi, who was not far away, couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.
But the next second, he glanced at Yuan Qing with sharp eyes.
Yuan Qing understood immediately.
Since you already have a work, don't give Song Ci time to think about it!
The drawing of lots is still going on on the stage at this moment,
Yuan Qing couldn't help but breathed quickly.
He is waiting.
Waiting for the moment when the lottery is over, he will immediately go on stage and speak his own work, leaving Song Ci no time to conceive at all!
Song Ci sat next to Yuan Qing and seemed relatively calm.
There were several masterpieces of thought emerging in his mind at the same time.
So he is also full of confidence.
But when he saw Yuan Qing next to him staring at the stage, with sweat even breaking out on his head, and his lips turning a little white, he couldn't help but ask him in a low voice:
"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
Yuan Qing's eyes suddenly froze and he glared at Song Ci fiercely.
Song Ci could see the dense bloodshot eyes from his eyes.
If you look at this kid a few more times at this moment, he really looks like a murderer.
Song Ci can't help but feel smart all over.
The competition between the top 32 and the top 16 is divided into two days.
That is to say, only 16 players were drawn today.
The selected contestants had a total of 8 themes. After everyone saw their own themes, they began to come up with ideas.
Those who have works are naturally confident.
The other 16 players who were not drawn today could not help but breathe a sigh of relief at this moment.
The moment the host on stage announced that the draw was over, Yuan Qing bounced up with a bang, ran to the side and beat the gongs and drums.
There was an uproar at the scene.
"I'll go, who is that? So fast?"
"That's Yuan Qing. Did this guy finish it so quickly? Why don't you polish it yourself?"
"Look at how excited this kid is. I think he must be today's theme. It just happened to be the one he wrote before, right?"
"It's over, it's over, is Song Ci in danger today?"
Seeing Yuan Qing's impatient look, Song Ci shook his head and smiled.
It turned out that the boy was holding back his sick look just now because he wanted to go up as fast as possible and catch himself off guard.
The audience in the live broadcast room also applauded one after another, thinking that Yuan Qing did a good job.
Of course, there are also fans of Song Ci who feel that Song Ci is not worthy of his praise and think that this guy Yuan Qing is simply despicable.
At this time, Yuan Qing was already standing on the stage, seriously and solemnly reciting one of his homesick pieces.
This immediately caused a round of cheers from the audience.
"It's well written, it's so well written! The image is so vivid that it reminds me, a 50-year-old man, of my childhood!"
"Who is Yuan Qing's opponent? I'll go! It's Song Ci, and Song Ci is in danger now!"
"Yuan Qing's poem should have been prepared before! But I have to say that this poem is so well written that I can give it 95 points!"
Many eyes at the scene were directed towards Song Ci.
Many people had a hint of worry in their eyes.
Could it be that Song Ci really responded to the saying, "You will die if you get too hot"?
No, no?
But the quality of Yuan Qing’s work is so high!
The time to conceive Song Ci is so short now. If the works produced are not good, it is very likely that they will be eliminated by Yuan Qing!
Yuan Sizhi's eyes kept falling on Song Ci.
He didn't expect that his son would get together with Song Ci so coincidentally.
Ten minutes ago, his heart also trembled slightly.
Because he knows how strong Song Ci is.
But now there is only joy in his heart.
I was so lucky that I just picked up a piece that Yuan Qing had prepared for!
This is simply God letting Yuan Qing win the championship in this year's poetry competition!
Song Ci has come to the stage under the spotlight.
Yuan Qing silently stepped aside.
But there was already a blazing flame of excitement burning in his eyes.
In such a short time, Song Ci will definitely not be able to write any good works!
Unless this kid is as prepared as he is.
wrong!
Looking at his expression, are you really prepared? !
Yuan Qing's eyes narrowed slightly.
He couldn't see a trace of nervousness on Song Ci's face.
He secretly cried out in his heart.
The next moment, he heard Song Ci speaking slowly on the stage.
The young man left home and his boss came back.
The local pronunciation has not changed, the hair on the temples has faded,
Children do not recognize each other,
Laughing and asking where the guest came from.
Song Ci finished the poem in his extremely standard Mandarin.
Everyone at the scene was stunned and looked at the stage in deathly silence.
(End of chapter)
