Chapter 24 Poetry

Author: Gu Jia Shiba

Chapter 24 Poetry

Poetry Conference is a competition program on Chongqing Satellite TV.

Five schools will participate in each round.

Four games in total.

In the first round, the points match, the top-ranked school will directly advance to the finals.

In the second game, the knockout round, four will advance to two.

In the third game, the attack match, two points advance to one point.

The fourth game, the arena competition, competes for the championship.

so.

If you rank first in the first game, you can directly advance to the finals.

"First of all, don't think about it. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Teacher Xu touched Qiao Yu's head and looked at Fang Wenhui:

"So does the squad leader."

Fang Wenhui nodded quietly.

"Qiao Yu, just don't be nervous."

When she heard that Qiao Yu was coming, she actually felt uncomfortable.

There are only five places in Yucheng No. 1 Middle School.

This kind of competition requires team honors.

Qiao Yu's presence is too much of a drag.

"Don't worry, Qiao Yu will be fine."

Teacher Xu smiled softly.

He has confidence in Xiao Qiao Yu!

What the two said here did not fall on Qiao Yu's ears.

She is backstage, watching the game in the stands.

In this points competition, game content is drawn by drawing lots.

There are Feihua Order, Poetry Solitaire, Poetry Duel and so on.

If you win the game, the teacher group below will set the questions. The time limit is ten minutes. Each correct answer will add one point.

Qiao Yu nodded mentally.

Have a general understanding of the rules of the competition.

"The next person to invite is the contestant from Yucheng No. 2 Middle School."

As soon as the host finished speaking, five students wearing No. 2 middle school uniforms came up from the background.

However, as soon as these five students came on stage, the school preparing for the competition in the background suddenly became noisy.

"It's Xu Xueqian!"

"I am second in the Olympics and the best in the second middle school."

"Last month's Chongqing Satellite TV Mathematical Olympiad champion was also him."

Combined arts and sciences.

Genius academic master.

The glory of No. 2 Middle School.

These nouns jumped out of the students' mouths one by one.

"Fang Wenhui, I heard that Xu Xueqian signed up after hearing that you were coming. Is this true?"

A sophomore from Yucheng No. 1 Middle School made a joke.

"If Xu Xueqian hadn't fallen ill during the high school entrance examination, you would still be classmates."

Fang Wenhui blushed and whispered:

"Senior, stop joking."

The five classmates on the stage are wearing the dark blue uniforms of No. 2 Middle School.

This kind of loose school uniform is very flattering, and if you are not in good shape, it will look rigid and bloated.

But one boy was an exception.

He is tall and tall, and this school uniform makes him look sunny and handsome.

Especially when answering questions, his confidence and cheerfulness attracted the attention of all the little girls in the audience.

"Xu Xueqian is too good. Don't even think about being number one."

"It's thirty points higher than the previous one. Let's just give it a pass."

"How many other schools are there?"

The students in the audience looked at each other, and the host at the other end had already asked people to leave.

"Thank you to the five students from Yuzhong No. 2 Middle School for their wonderful performance."

"Now I invite you, the contestants from Yuzhong No. 1 Middle School!"

coming.

Qiao Yu came to his senses.

I followed Teacher Xu and other participating students and walked up.

The second grade just now had the highest score.

What they drew was Fei Hua Ling, and they got a total of eighty-nine poems correct.

Qiao Yu silently wrote it down.

Stand politely on the player's bench.

"Come, let's look at the big screen. The entries for Yuzhong No. 1 Middle School are."

The host held the microphone, looked at the scrolling big screen, and shouted.

"stop--"

Right in the center.

The big screen stopped in response.

Fang Wenhui raised his head.

His face suddenly changed.

"It's a poem shot over!"

"Isn't this the question for the finals?"

"Is it a mistake?"

Poetry shot over?

Qiao Yu asked out of curiosity.

"What is the poetry of poetry?"

It was a good thing that she didn't say this, but as soon as she said it, the faces of the four students participating in the competition suddenly turned dark.
Chapter completed!