What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

On the second floor, the guests could no longer sit still and walked spontaneously towards the stairs.

Watching them all come down from the second floor, Ma Liang's voice sounded in the master's headphones.

He nodded slightly toward the camera.

Immediately, the staff was greeted to clear the place, leaving only the next table and the two remaining works.

Make room for judges and guests.

The audience at the scene spontaneously came forward and surrounded the venue.

They also want to witness this important moment up close.

Xiao Han and Ning Yuan stood in the middle of the circle and automatically became the focus of the audience.

At this time, Xiao Han was only a few steps away from Lin Qingluo.

In the noisy environment, the two looked at each other, and everything around them seemed to disappear.

Only the two of them were left smiling sweetly.

Next to Xiao Han, Ning Yuan witnessed the entire interaction between the two.

The joy of being noticed was like a bucket of cold water poured on her, and she immediately cooled down.

He lowered his head, hiding the jealousy and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Never knowing when, Lin Qingluo's figure was imprinted in his heart.

He also knew the background gap between him and Lin Qingluo, and told himself many times not to think too much.

But every time in the dead of night, he couldn't help but miss her.

Until one day, he heard that his goddess was actually in love, and the partner was an unknown little person, an ordinary composer Xiao Han.

How could he accept this.

He was obviously much better than Xiao Han, but he only dared to like her in his heart. How could Xiao Han win the beauty?

He is not convinced~

Moreover, before getting together with Lin Qingluo, Xiao Han was just an ordinary songwriter.

Apart from being handsome, there is nothing too eye-catching about him.

But since the two got together, various classic works have been released one after another.

How could this stop him from thinking too much.

There must be something fishy here.

Ning Yuan did not believe that Xiao Han did not rely on Lin Qingluo's resources.

Seeing how Xiao Han was now popular all over the country, how could he not be jealous.

If he had taken the initiative, maybe this opportunity would have been his.

Fortunately, it's not too late to wake up now.

And now is his best chance.

He is not bad looking, and he is more confident than Xiao Han in terms of talent and learning.

Today he wants to step on Xiao Han and show Lin Qingluo that he is not bad at Ningyuan.

If you choose him and support him, it will bring greater benefits in the future.

Thinking about it, Ning Yuan turned his head and glanced at Xiao Han.

Let you be proud first, and we will see if you still laugh when the work is released.

Thinking of his poems, Ning Yuan was full of confidence.

As if feeling his gaze, Xiao Han turned to look at him.

With just one glance, Xiao Han immediately withdrew his gaze.

He doesn't feel the need to communicate in depth with these people who are destined to have no intersection.

Besides, he is a grown man, how can he be as good-looking as Sister Qingluo?

At this time, the display stand has been rearranged.

After asking for instructions, the master slowly walked to the center.

Following his movements, everyone's eyes were drawn towards him.

Friends in the live broadcast room also stopped what they were doing and looked at the screen intently.

"I believe everyone is waiting impatiently. After emergency arrangements, the new display stand has been put in place. Now let us appreciate the masterpieces of these two talents, Xiao Han and Ning Yuan."

“The first thing I will show you is Ning Yuan’s work, please look at the big screen~”

As he spoke, the master took the first piece of work and laid it flat on the display table.

Ning Yuan's poems suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The master read aloud: "Looking at the moon on the fifteenth night

White arboreal crows in the atrium, cold dew and silent wet osmanthus.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn? "

After reading, the master froze on the spot.

He was moved by the artistic conception in the poem, and at this moment he thought of his parents in his hometown.

He hasn't been home for several years due to work reasons, and he only chats via video for a few minutes on weekdays.

Although my parents always say that they are busy with work, don't worry, they are in good health.

But recalling their gray hair and hesitant eyes in the video, his nose suddenly became sore and his eyes turned red.

There are a few parents in the world who don’t miss their children.

At this moment, he felt like returning home.

He couldn't wait any longer. He would rush back as soon as today's recording was over.

While he was stunned, Ma Liang's reminder came from the earphones.

To wake him up from his emotion.

Now it was a live broadcast, and he couldn't allow him to think about it any more.

"This song "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" is the work of contestant Ning Yuan. Please comment on it from the guest judges~"

With that said, Master stepped aside.

Lao Hu and the others looked at each other and walked forward hand in hand.

To be honest, they were shocked after reading this poem.

I really didn't expect that Ning Yuan, who was unknown in the poetry world, could write such a poem.

Surprise, this is their second surprise tonight.

Five people walked forward quickly and gathered around the booth in the middle.

Looking at the poem above I am filled with joy.

At the monitoring station, Lao Qi couldn't help but growl.

Although it was a bit unauthentic, he still wanted the actors he brought to perform well.

I really didn't expect that Ning Yuan would break out at the end and bring such a classic poem.

If you win, you basically win this round.

Lao Qi laughed out loud.

Next to him, Ma Liang's face had elongated.

As a cultural practitioner, he can naturally see the level of Ning Yuan's poem.

It's hanging, Xiao Han is hanging this round!

Do we really want to hand over the championship to someone else? Thinking about it makes me a little reluctant.

"Lao Qi, don't be too happy. Xiao Han's work has not been announced yet. It is not certain who will win in the end~"

With that said, Ma Liang glanced at Lao Qi with an annoyed look on his face.

"Yes, yes, it's not until the end, maybe Xiao Han can make a comeback. Haha~"

Lao Qi's tone of voice was somewhat unworthy of beating.

He was now convinced that although Xiao Han's talent and learning should not be underestimated, how could he produce another work of this quality in a short period of time.

Ning Yuan is sure to win.

Ma Liang felt very unhappy and was too lazy to pay attention to him for a while.

The live broadcast room was also in chaos at this time, and netizens expressed their opinions one after another.

"A good poem. Although I am a fan of Xiao Han, I still want to praise it. This is a rare good poem in recent years."

"It's over. Why do I feel that Xiao Han is going to lose? How can this Ning Yuan be so strong? As a literature lover, I can tell you clearly that it is really difficult to create such a poem~"

"I didn't expect that Ning Yuan would suddenly take out this poem at the end. Xiao Han is really in danger~"

"Let me comment, this poem about watching the moon on the fifteenth night is very creative and it is memorable to read. The whole poem begins with a description of the scene, with beautiful artistic conception, rich imagination, vivid language, sincere feelings, euphemistic and touching. It is a rare Mid-Autumn Festival poem. Poems about looking at the moon. Really good literary talent~"

"Oh my God, look at the name upstairs. This is the famous poet Mr. Wang. Even he commented like this. It seems that Ning Yuan has won this round~"

"Please be patient, Xiao Han's work hasn't been released yet, everything is possible~"

Just when netizens were worried, the guest judges on site had already finished their comments.

They looked up at Master.