"You want me to be a gunman for you?"

Lin Zhou couldn't help laughing when he saw the words from the fishman singer, and replied.

This is a coincidence. The reproduction progress of "The Collection of Tang and Song Poetry" has just reached 100%, and the Amateur Station held a poetry competition.

Moreover, it is said on the promotional page of the homepage of the Amateur Station that this "Huaxia Poetry Competition" was jointly organized by Kyoto Writers Association, Huaxia Poetry Association, Huaxia Poetry Network, Huaxia Novel Network and other highly qualified units.

This scale should be quite large.

The Tang and Song lyrics in my mind are just right to use. Anyway, I haven't figured out how to use these classic poems on the earth. I can try them.

"Yes, yes, my mother asked me to enter the top 50, otherwise I wouldn't let me be the video master. Isn't this my life? Dear, you can't stand by death and refuse to save me!"

The fishman singer sent a series of rush and fire.

Lin Zhou replied helplessly: "If you enter the top 50 in the country, the finals will be live broadcast. What if you want to write poems on the spot? Isn't that revealing the truth?"

A moment later, the fishman singer replied depressedly: "Damn it! I didn't expect this! You are right. We just clarified the plagiarism rumors. If you turn around and plagiarize yourself, wouldn't that be slap yourself in the face? This time I will rely on myself!"

The Fishman Singer is quite familiar with him, and he has become "us" with Lin Zhou.

Lin Zhou smiled, "Come on!"

"Yeah!! By the way..."

The fishman singer suddenly asked, "Are you participating?"

Lin Zhou said: "I plan to give it a try."

"Wow, you can really write poetry? Then come on, you have to enter the top fifty and win glory for our music area!"

"I'll do my best."

After finishing the conversation with the Fishman Singer, Lin Zhou went to the homepage of the Amateur Station to see the rules of the poetry competition.

The preliminary competition is to submit the article to the organizer's email address, and the judges select 100 works, then put them on Weibo, and netizens vote.

The top fifty votes were won to enter the finals.

The final will be broadcast in a live format, and some popular artists will be invited as guests.

As soon as this competition came out, the ancient style area where the amateurs immediately became lively.

The ancient style area gathers a group of people who like Chinese traditional culture, such as Hanfu, ancient style songs, ancient poems, etc.

However, the ancient style is relatively niche and the traffic is not high on weekdays.

People in the ancient style area often lament, when will our traditional culture regain its glory?

This "Chinese Poetry Competition" is undoubtedly an opportunity for everyone to correct the reputation of Chinese traditional culture.

It is also the stage for niche video owners to appear!

If you can stand out, enter the top 50 in the country, and show off in the finals, you will be glorious!

Not long after the promotion of the Poetry Competition came out, a video owner from the Gufeng District had already posted his entries and said that he had already contributed his articles.

The video owner named Xiaochan is a girl in her twenties, a college student in the Department of Chinese Language and Literature. She likes to post videos of wearing Hanfu and writing ancient poems on weekdays.

Because of her good looks and classical temperament, Xiaochan has many fans.

Just now she posted a video showing her works participating in the poetry competition.

It immediately attracted a lot of support from fans and was quickly recommended to the homepage, which Lin Zhou happened to see.

"It's so fast."

Lin Zhou watched it all, and not only Xiaochan, but also many famous video owners from Gufeng District participated.

The works of these people are closely related to the theme, highlighting a "talking about love", and all of them are about love.

Lin Zhou frowned slightly. There were too many good poems in his mind, so he was not in a hurry.

But he vaguely felt that the scope of "love" actually contains a very wide range, and it must be "love".

At this time, the phone ringtone rang, and it was called by his mother Zhang Ling.

"mom."

Lin Zhou answered the phone and a gentle and kind face appeared in his mind, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

"Xiaozhou, is the work going smoothly?"

mother asked softly.

Lin Zhou had told his family that he had found a job in Linjiang for food and accommodation, but he didn't say what he was doing.

The family also knew about the divorce, but the gentle mother didn't say much, just asked Lin Zhou to pay attention to her health. If she wanted to relax, she could go back to her hometown to live for a while.

However, Lin Zhou quickly found the job as a male assistant and did not go back to his hometown.

When I go back, I can only worry my mother more.

"Mom, it's very smooth. The boss is a good person and has a good relationship with colleagues."

Lin Zhou replied with a smile.

"That's good. The weather forecast says that Linjiang will cool down in the past two days. You should pay attention to wearing more clothes and eating more. Last time I saw that you lost weight. I fry the cold-eating rabbit you like. I will go to the vegetable market tomorrow and send it to you..."

The mother's nagging sounded from her phone. Somehow, Lin Zhou's nose suddenly felt a little sore.

Probably every wanderer who leaves home feels this way when he hears his mother’s familiar nagging, right?

My mother talked for a while, Lin Zhou kept listening quietly, responding with a smile, and before she finally hung up, her mother suddenly said:

"Xiaozhou, you are still young and have no children. Don't worry, you will meet the right person sooner or later."

This is because he is worried that the divorce will have a great blow to him and it is difficult to explain it clearly, so he can only comfort him like this.

Lin Zhou smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, I will find you a better daughter-in-law in the future!"

"Okay, okay, no hurry." The mother also replied with a smile.

"Mom, is your cervical spine better?" Lin Zhou asked suddenly.

When my mother was young, she often worked at her desk and her cervical spine was not very good.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me, you can go to work!"

After hanging up the phone with his mother, Lin Zhou felt a little sad for a moment.

Linjiang and his hometown Gongcheng are more than 2,000 kilometers away. It only takes half a day to fly, but how long has it been since I returned home?

My mother is worried that no matter how old she grows, she will always be the child she cares about in her mother’s eyes!

And what about myself? Is it enough to be busy with work and life?

"Are you... okay?"

A cold voice came from behind. Lin Zhou turned around and saw that Su Qingmei had changed into casual clothes, her eyes were like water, as if she was a little concerned.

Lin Zhou wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled and said, "It's okay, that, have you finished practicing?"

Su Qingmei looked at him and didn't ask any more questions, saying, "Sister Hong has finished talking with Director Chen, Xiaoyun will take us home."

After saying that, he seemed to feel that the sentence "We're going home" seemed to be a bit ambiguous. He bit his lip and simply stopped talking, turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Lin Zhou followed her, walking, but a poem about "love" appeared in her mind.

However, this poem does not write about "love", but family affection!
Chapter completed!