The third round begins to display the works in reverse order of the previous two rounds of contestants.

At this time, there were only eleven contestants left on the field, all of whom were from the Poetry Association and Poetry Network. The Writers Association and Novel Network were wiped out, and only one snow boat was left at the Amateur Station.

“One to ten.”

"It's better to say that I want to hit ten instead of one-on-ten!"

The audience was looking forward to it, wondering if there would be another classic poem in the last round.

Soon, the judges commented on the works of the first nine contestants in turn. Those who can reach this point are all powerful players, so it is naturally no problem to become a poem within seven steps.

However, there are no particularly stunning works, and the highest score of the first nine poems is only 40 points.

It still depends on Guo Muzhi and Xuezhou, right?

It was finally Guo Muzhi's turn, and the audience was a little nervous and excited.

At this time, Guo Muzhi was also excited, obviously very satisfied with his work.

His poems appeared on the big screen:

"The spring scenery of peach blossoms blooms first, and no one can see the brightness."

"It's a pity that the wind blows behind, and the red raspberry moss is dotted."

As the male host read this poem, Zhang Zheng and Xu Fan nodded one after another, and Zhang Yunkai also applauded gently.

"Good poem!"

"It is written about peach blossoms, but it not only describes the brightness of peach blossoms, but also describes the helplessness of flowers blooming and falling. The artistic conception is higher than that of ordinary flower writing lyrics!"

"This poem can give you a high score!"

"It depends on whether you can surpass Xuezhou."

The audience also saw the level of this poem.

In the judges' seat, Zhang Zheng first commented:

"This peach blossom poem is both beautiful and sad. The idea, structure and sentences are impeccable. I will give you 10 points!"

Xu Fan also scored 10 points.

This time, Zhang Yunkai also gave 10 points.

Jiang Tao and Su Qingmei gave 9 points.

Guo Muzhi finally scored 48 points in the third round, which was equally divided with the stunning snow scene poem of the snow boat in the second round.

It can be said to be quite high.

Next, the most tense moment.

The title of the champion depends on this poem by Xuezhou.

"Now Guo Muzhi's total score is 137 points, and Xuezhou's total score is 93 points in two rounds. If Xuezhou scores more than 44 points, then Xuezhou wins the championship. If Xuezhou doesn't get 44 points, it will be Guo Muzhi's winning the championship."

Someone started counting the scores.

"What about 44 points? Tie?"

"How could Xuezhou not be less than 44 points, right?"

"It's hard to say, but the same sentence is that the contingency of this competition system is too great."

"Unless Xuezhou has hundreds of good poems in his mind that can be used at any time, it is not necessarily true."

At this time, the female host smiled sweetly and said to Lin Zhou on the big screen:

"Snow Boat Player, please show your work."

Looking at her eyes full of spring, many female audiences were a little sour:

"Hey, this female host won't fall in love with Xuezhou, right?"

"We are the real fans who follow Xuezhou all the way, okay!"

"Don't she knows that Xuezhou and Brother Ji are the same couple?"

Jiang Yuer sat in the audience and couldn't help but burst into laughter:

"It's worthy of being an old boat. If you don't show your face, you will make the beautiful host wet. Hahaha!"

At this time, Lin Zhou in the hotel did not notice the female host's expression. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then slowly turned over the paper in his hand and showed his poem.

It was still the male host who recited the first half of the song: "On the broken bridge outside the post, lonely and unparalleled. It was already dusk and sorrowful, and the wind and rain were even more ruthless."

Then, the female host excitedly recited the second half: "I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I let the flowers jealous. The scattered into mud and dust, and only the fragrance remains the same."

"Let the folks jealous... Mom, I just get goosebumps!"

"I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I let the flowers jealous, which means that I don't want to compete for spring with the flowers, but I can't avoid the jealousy of the flowers for me?"

"But what is this talking about?"

The audience looked at each other, yes, what kind of flowers are they writing about?

Several judges had different expressions, and Zhang Zheng looked confused. With his level, he could only tell that the quality of this poem was extremely high, especially in the second half, each sentence was almost the level of a famous quote.

However, he couldn't see what kind of flowers this poem was about, and he didn't dare to comment casually.

Zhang Yunkai shook his head and kept chanting in a low voice, looking satisfied.

Jiang Tao frowned, lowered his head to think, and seemed to be guessing.

Only Su Qingmei looked slightly stunned, as if she knew the answer.

The female host couldn't wait to ask: "Serience Xuezhou, what kind of flowers is written in this poem?"

Lin Zhou looked at Su Qingmei on the screen, hesitated for a moment, and said, "This poem is called "Ode to Plum Blossoms."

"plum bossom?"

"It was originally about plum blossoms, indeed!"

"Plum blossoms are noble in nature and do not compete for favor with the flowers, that's true!"

"Do I just think this poem is a bit too desolate?"

"Didn't you realize that this poem actually writes about flowers, but people!"

The female host also reacted and suddenly looked at Su Qingmei on the judges' seat, turned to Lin Zhou and asked.

"Snow Boat contestant, we all know that in addition to being a poet and an excellent lyricist, you have also written two songs for Su Qingmei. Did your song "Ode to Plum" also be written for Su Qingmei?"

As soon as these words were said, the audience was in an uproar and the gossip atmosphere was instantly ignited.

"I just said that I almost forgot about the relationship between Xuezhou and Su Qingmei."

"Su Qingmei and Meihua are really similar. They are so cold and noble, but they are slandered and slandered."

"Sliced ​​into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains the same...but the last sentence seems to be a little miserable."

"Su Qingmei has just recovered from a serious illness and is rumored to be a mistress. Isn't this just being jealous? With her personality, maybe she will be in the end!"

The audience was talking a lot and was extremely curious about the relationship between Xuezhou and Su Qingmei.

At the same time, I also think that this song "Ode to Plum" is really suitable to write about Su Qingmei.

However, in the judges' seat, Su Qingmei looked a little sad at this time.

In fact, when she saw this poem "Ode to Plum Blossoms", she felt that Xuezhou was using flowers to describe people, because every sentence in this poem is so similar to her experience.

Especially the saying "I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I let the flowers be jealous" is not what she is talking about?

Su Qingmei likes singing since she was a child, and her family even sent her to learn vocal music. Later, some changes occurred at home and she stopped studying.

When he grew up, he was discovered by a scout from Tianyun Entertainment and signed a contract to become a singer.

She actually never thought of becoming a big star, nor did she think of competing with other female artists. She just wanted to sing.

But there is no such pure thing in the entertainment industry. When she becomes more and more popular, rumors and slander follow one after another.

She had never even had a relationship, but the rumors said that she had an unspoken rule and was a mistress.

Although Su Qingmei doesn't care about it on the surface, which girl doesn't care about her innocence?

She hasn't done anything, why should she bear such insults?

Sickness, rumors, and various blows have put Su Qingmei's career in a trough.

If she hadn't been the reversal on "I Am a Singer", she might have been struggling in the mud.

At this moment, seeing the poem "Ode to Plum Blossoms", it immediately evoked those unpleasant memories in Su Qingmei's heart.

Stones are turned into mud and crushed into dust, and only the fragrance remains the same.

Perhaps, this is my future ending?

Just like mom...

Su Qingmei's eyes were lowered, she felt pity for herself, and a burst of misery surged in her heart.

"Please give the judges a score to the song "Ying Plum" by contestant Xuezhou..."
To be continued...