The lineup is luxurious.

"Everyone comes to pursue the beauty of poetry for the dream of literature!"

"I won't talk much. Today's competition has no limit on subject matter or content. Everyone has an hour to write your poems, then come on stage and recite them!"

"The final result will be voted by the judges present to select the first place in this national modern poetry competition!"

"Let's start!"

The man finished speaking.

Lin Nan discovered that it was true.

None of the people present had picked up paper and pen to write poems.

They all seemed ready.

One by one, I took out the poem drafts that I had prepared long ago from my pockets...

Just took it out so simply.

"Where is your manuscript?"

The next to him, Xunyou looked at Lin Nan with a manuscript, and asked curiously.

"People sit here, poetry flies in their minds."

Lin Nan sighed: "My poem... I don't even know what it is."

"I'm not afraid of you making fun of it. I really don't know anything, but I have a very special ability."

"that is……"
Chapter completed!