In the studio, everyone was speechless when faced with Fang Weimin's behavior.

"Two completely different literary styles, Teacher Fang wants to compete, it's like a donkey's lips versus a horse's mouth, it's meaningless." Wang Shifeng shook his head, "But since Teacher Fang is competing, I will accompany you."

"How else do you want to compete?" Fang Weimin asked coldly.

Looking at his arrogant look, those who didn't know it thought there was someone else who had been criticized just now.

"We will use 'Snow' as the theme, each write a poem, and then let the audience judge whether it is good or bad." Wang Shifeng pointed to the big screen and "vote again."

The last round of PK was more than 17 million compared to more than 1.3 million.

Fang Weimin didn't even reach a fraction of Wang Shifeng's.

Wang Shifeng has an absolutely overwhelming advantage.

But the audience didn't expect that he actually gave up and wanted a recount.

How confident and ambitious this is.

Immediately, the older viewers who had some prejudice against this young man also became more fond of him.

At least this young man doesn't bully the old man.

On the other hand, Fang Weimin, the man opposite him, was always pushing his limits.

What an embarrassment to us, bah.

No matter what the audience thinks.

Fang Weimin was overjoyed when he heard this. He was just thinking of an excuse to make fun of or invalidate the game, but he didn't expect that Wang Shifeng actually proposed a recount.

He is really a young man, but he is easily impatient.

I don’t even understand the principle of getting fat first and not being fat, and getting fat later will overwhelm the kang, huh.

As long as I beat you in this round, all your previous wins will be useless.

Fang Weimin's eyes were fiery, as if he had foreseen his victory. "Okay, let's take snow as the topic. You use vernacular, and I use classical Chinese."

"No, I also use classical Chinese." Wang Shifeng shook his head.

"Ah?" Fang Weimin frowned, you also use classical Chinese, so why should I talk nonsense?

"Only by using the same literary style can we compare the higher and lower. Or do you also use vernacular? We use poetry to express emotions and poetry to sing aspirations." Wang Shifeng asked with a smile.

"I am older, let you." Fang Weimin snorted, raising his neck, his face full of nobility.

Bah, this old dog really has no shame at all.

The audience was all despised when they heard this.

"Let's start." Fang Weimin urged, ignoring the boos from the audience.

Wang Shifeng picked up the writing board and said while writing, "If they are exposed to snow together, they will be together for the rest of their lives."

After speaking, the contestants on the stage were the first to react, because they seemed to have never heard of this poem. Is it really original?

However, the artistic conception depicted in this poem made them understand instantly. The regret and affection between the lines almost overflowed, making them even more curious about the second half.

The audience's eyes lit up because the literal expression of this poem is very popular. Even if they don't understand classical Chinese, they can still be moved by the artistic conception in the poem.

Just a poem, unknowingly reminded them of some of the most regrettable past events in their lives, making them feel a little sad for no reason.

In an instant, the large screen with recounts scrolled rapidly.

Seeing Wang Shifeng's numbers start to scroll, Fang Weimin became a little anxious. He didn't care what poem Wang Shifeng said. He had already chosen a famous line in his mind, and he believed that it would definitely be able to suppress the audience.

It's my turn, it's my turn!

Fang Weimin suppressed his excitement, pretended to be affectionate, shook his head and chanted, "You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, I will send you to the world with a head full of snow."

After finishing reciting, Fang Weimin glanced at Wang Shifeng proudly. This is a famous line from the poet Bai Juyi. Once this line comes out, it should suppress everything!

Fang Weimin knew clearly that Wang Shifeng meant that each of them should write a new poem, but he deliberately ignored it and still used the ancient poems.

Anyway, Wang Shifeng didn’t say it in advance, it must be original.

The reason why a famous sentence is a famous sentence naturally has its mystery.

Sure enough, the audience who had just been immersed in Wang Shifeng's poem were also moved when they heard this poem, because this poem is really more touching.

This poem is not only affectionate, but also seems to be more sadistic.

As a result, Fang Weimin's PK bar also started to roll up, and he was ready to catch up.

Look at Fang Weimin's proud face.

Wang Shifeng's expression was a little subtle, ranging from astonishment to helplessness, and finally he smiled and cupped his hands. "Teacher Fang expressed his feelings in poetry. This courage and avant-garde heart of boxing really make the junior admire him. The junior is willing to admit defeat, and hereby expresses his respect and blessings."

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As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience was in an uproar, and the audience in front of the screen was even more shocked.

Wang Shifeng is clearly still in the lead, why did he suddenly admit defeat?

Is it an unspoken rule? Was he threatened by Fang Weimin?

And that last sentence.

Respect, blessing?

What to respect? What to bless?

Not only the audience was surprised, but Fang Weimin himself was even more shocked.

What's going on.

I haven't exerted my strength yet, why did you give up?

What's this? I haven't beaten you yet.

Just when Fang Weimin didn't know how to respond.

Wang Shifeng stood up and faced the screen, his handsome face full of admiration and respect. "You may not know this, but this poem comes from the famous Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi, and this poem was written to his 'good' friend, Yuan Zhen.

Everyone should know that Yuan Zhen was also a famous male poet in the Tang Dynasty.

Yuan and Bai had known each other for more than 30 years, and had handed down more than 200 poems to each other. The more famous one is that Bai Juyi dreamed of Yuan Zhen one day, so he wrote a poem to him: "I don't know why I remember me. Three poems were written to me last night."

I dreamed of you when I returned.' And after Yuan Zhen received the poem, he also replied, 'I am in a state of confusion due to illness, and I only dream of idle people, not of you.'

When Yuan Zhen left Chang'an, Bai Juyi was so sad that he wrote, "Let's go together and sleep in Chang'an."

After Yuan Zhen received it, he even replied with tears in his eyes, "I hope that the clouds and rain will meet and fall from the sky." This shows the deep affection."

Wang Shifeng particularly emphasized the last male poet and briefly introduced the relationship between the two.

For a moment, everyone was stunned, and then a strange feeling passed through their hearts.

Isn't this poem a love poem?

Why is it written by a man to another man?

And it seems that it’s not just one simple poem, but more than two hundred poems in this style???

This... the amount of information is a bit too much!

At this time, someone recalled the hot searches about Fang Weimin in the afternoon.

I understood instantly!

No wonder this old dog keeps messing around here, it turns out he has ulterior motives!

Teacher Wang is dead, but you are still chasing after me on the show!

Bah! You are so shameless!

"How difficult it is to be able to dare to express one's orientation and love bravely in front of the public at Teacher Fang's age. We should respect and bless Teacher Fang and never have any negative opinions about Teacher Fang. After all, he has done nothing wrong."

Wang Shifeng spoke earnestly and continued to explain for Fang Weimin with a kind face.

After a pause, Wang Shifeng looked at Fang Weimin, whose face had turned pale. He cupped his hands and said solemnly, "I already understand what Teacher Fang means, but there are many things that I can't force. As I said, thank you for your wrong love."

The next six words were like a bolt from the blue, causing Fang Weimin's eyesight to go dark.

Shuzi! How dare you ruin my good reputation!

But when he opened his mouth, no sound came out. Instead, a mouthful of blood spurted out and he passed out.

"Teacher Fang has fainted! Call first aid!"

The sudden accident made everyone stunned. Finally, the host shouted, and the staff hurriedly moved into action. At the same time, those sitting far away in the audience also exchanged messages.

"Teacher Fang failed in his courtship and became so angry that he fainted!"

"Teacher Fang bravely proposed for love, but was rejected, vomited blood and died!"

"What? Teacher Fang is brave? And then he bleeds?"

"What? Teacher Fang was bleeding on the spot? He died???"

There was chaos in the studio again, and the staff began to organize order to prevent the audience from causing disturbances.

Qian Changming's head was as big as a bucket. He never expected that such an unexpected situation would happen today.
To be continued...