The Lushan Poetry Conference is scheduled for August 31.

Of course, everyone will not wait until the day arrives before setting off.

In fact.

On the night of the 30th, the hotels near Mount Lu were filled with literati from all over the world.

Including the program team of "Walking With You" and representatives sent by the Literary and Art Association also came here—

The representative of the Literary and Art Association was Director Huang who went to Xingmang to invite Lin Yuan as the judge.

Director Huang held a relatively short meeting with people related to the event outside the contestants.

During the meeting.

Lin Yuan met eight other judges.

These eight judges are from Qin Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao and Wei, and Zhongzhou.

They did not show any abnormality to Lin Yuan, a special judge, and they greeted him naturally.

Anlong…

Yu Chang...

Qin Xiaotian and so on...

The eight judges are all famous bigwigs in the literary world. Lin Yuan has also read the works of some of them, which is not too strange.

Not just Lin Yuan.

The audience who are about to watch the live broadcast of this poetry event will not be too unfamiliar with these literati with prominent status.

After the meeting.

Everyone was about to go back to their hotel rooms, but Director Huang suddenly said, "Teacher Xianyu stayed."

"Um."

Lin Yuan nodded.

Several judges looked at Lin Yuan deeply, and then left by mistake. Only one of them, named He Qinghuan, greeted him when he left:

"See you tomorrow, my friend Xianyu."

This He Qinghuan is a judge of Qinzhou.

Lin Yuan nodded in response with a smile. Although all the eight judges performed normally, Lin Yuan could feel that only He Qinghuan's attitude was friendly.

This is probably because Lin Yuan is also a Qin person.

The conference room soon became empty, leaving only Lin Yuan and Director Huang.

"I left you to explain what happened tomorrow."

Director Huang said, "As one of the judges, you will definitely participate in the comments tomorrow. I hope you can be more low-key. We can just get the qualifications and don't have to do something offend or say something offends."

"mix?"

Lin Yuan was stunned.

He thought he had heard it wrong.

This means letting yourself paddle tomorrow?

Director Huang sighed and smiled bitterly: "This word is really not very nice. We underestimated the ability of the cultural circle to accept. Since the official announcement of your identity as a judge, there have been many oppositions. An older generation of people with huge influence in various continents called to express their dissatisfaction with this matter. Although we suppressed it, if you have a sharp evaluation, I am afraid that many people will feel uncomfortable."

Lin Yuan frowned slightly.

He suddenly recalled some unpleasant past events:

He once participated in "The Masked Singer" with a mask and the title of King Lanling.

During the competition, he would evaluate the performance of other singers, saying the truth and even the truth, but he offended too many people and was once besieged by countless singers' fans.

At that time, many people on the Internet advised him:

Say less during the game, hello, hello everyone.

In the final analysis, some people are dissatisfied with it and think that Lanling King is not qualified to evaluate other singers.

And when he revealed Xianyu's identity, no one was dissatisfied anymore.

This time I seemed to have encountered a similar situation.

The difference is:

I don't have a similar identity card this time.

Therefore.

This time, even Director Huang, the representative of the Literary and Art Association, persuaded Lin Yuan to speak less.

Director Huang seemed to guess Lin Yuan’s thoughts: “Our Literature and Art Association has always paid great attention to you, and it is also considered to be your personality and like to speak out in a blunt way. But if you really want to comment, those literati will make a fuss. Tomorrow will be live broadcasts, and countless audiences will watch. You just need to comment with the arguments of the other eight judges. If you can praise them, don’t criticize them. If you really can’t, don’t speak. Can you do it?”

Lin Yuan was silent.

Director Huang stared at him.

After a long time, Lin Yuan said, "Okay."

He is not a person who doesn't know how to adapt. He has said this to the other party, so there is no need for him to persevere anymore.

In the words of Jinmu:

This is the Literary and Art Association that is raising itself.

Being a judge of a poetry conference can be considered as your future qualifications.

Besides, Director Huang is not letting himself get into a shady situation, it is not too difficult to just paddle.

"call."

Director Huang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you can figure it out. This is the qualification to be delivered to the door. Just let's win it in a low-key manner..."

Lin Yuan nodded.

Back to the room.

Lin Yuan took a shower and prepared to go to bed.

However, for some reason, lying on the bed toss and turns, I just didn’t feel sleepy and felt inexplicably irritable.

Have insomnia?

Lin Yuan simply took out his phone and started playing, but the unhappy feeling was still lingering, which made him feel very bored.

...

the next day.

At five o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Yuan came to the event location.

The event is held at the foot of Mount Lu.

Ten circles of buildings have been built in the originally huge open space.

These buildings are similar to pavilions, but they are larger in size. They have all kinds of tables and chairs in the pavilion, as well as tea cups and pastries.

The judges' seats are set up in the center corresponding to the ten pavilions.

A table card with the judge's name written in front of each position is placed.

Lin Yuan’s table card is on the far right.

At the entrance of the arena, a huge banner was opened with the words "The First Blue Star Poetry Conference" written on it.

The poetry conference begins at six o'clock.

However, literati from all continents entered the venue one after another at five o'clock and each chose a pavilion.

Lin Yuan and the eight judges also took their own seats.

The scene was very noisy.

A group of literati were chatting with each other, and from time to time, their eyes passed through the pavilion and swept to the judges' seats, and finally their eyes were focused on Lin Yuan's face.

"Teacher Xianyu is very popular."

The judge on Lin Yuan’s left hand said with a smile.

Several other judges raised their eyebrows after hearing this.

Everyone felt like a mirror in their hearts, and this was not because of the popularity of envy.

It was purely because many people at the scene thought that Xianyu was too dazzling in the judges.

Some people even had a discussion that did not hide their voices at all. The dissatisfaction in their words almost overflowed, obviously targeting Lin Yuan on the judges' seat.

In front of the judges.

As the director of the live broadcast, Tong Shuwen appeared at the scene, holding a microphone in her hand: "Are you teachers ready? We will start the live broadcast after the countdown of ten seconds, and countless viewers will watch it at that time."
To be continued...