I’m Really a Superstar

Saturday.

It's getting a little cold.

The main entrance of Kyoto City University.

Today is a closed school day. Only current students, teachers, staff and guests of the Couplet Competition are allowed to enter. Therefore, several other school gates are closed, leaving only the main gate and the largest side gate, with the According to the sign, the side door is the entrance and exit for students and teachers. Today, the main entrance only allows people related to the couplet competition and spectators to enter. There is a lot of security, and many school security guards are concentrated here. There are more than a dozen people. Perhaps extreme incidents in society occur more frequently during these days, so the entry inspection is very strict.

Zhang Ye was also put on trial.

"Hello, please show your admission ticket." A staff member from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles said.

Zhang Ye, who had arrived a while earlier, took advantage of the fact that there were not many people and there was no need to queue up. When he was about to enter the school, he was stopped by someone. He said, "I'm here to compete."

The young man looked at him and said, "May I ask your name?"

"My name is Zhang Ye. Check it out. The Writers Association should give me a pass," Zhang Ye said.

"Okay, let me take a look." The young man immediately called a colleague to bring a small box, which contained some listed participation certificates. "Zhang Ye...Zhang Ye..." After flipping through it for a long time, the young man frowned and turned around. , "I'm sorry, there is no entry card for you here." Then he looked at the list and said, "Zhang Ye, right? You are not included in the entry list reported by the Writers Association, so I'm sorry, we can't let you in."

"Without me?" Zhang Ye laughed dumbly.

Those people from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles thought that Zhang Ye was deliberately causing trouble and wanted to sneak into the venue, so they ignored him and continued to check the tickets of others.

Zhang Ye could smell something unusual at this moment. Is it really what he guessed? The Jingcheng Writers Association invited him to invite you to the urn? Are you deliberately trying to embarrass and disgust him? But your method is too low-level, right? Or is it that only a small group of people from the Writers' Association don't like me, so they get stuck in it? And the people at the top of the Writers Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles may not know? He thinks this is the most likely possibility. Anyway, no matter what the possibility, someone must have played some trick and forgot Zhang Ye's entry card because of a mistake? The possibility is almost zero!

It’s time for the official entrance.

A lot of people lined up at the school gate and started to go in.

Over there, Hu Fei, Brother Hou, Di Hou, Da Fei and Xiao Lu also arrived. As soon as they passed by, he noticed Zhang Ye not far away who looked not very good.

"Hey, Teacher Zhang?" Xiao Lu said loudly.

Da Fei also waved, "Teacher Zhang, this way!"

Zhang Ye walked up, and Hu Fei and the others also walked over. Hu Fei said strangely: "Xiao Zhang, why haven't you entered yet? The preliminaries should have started now, right? You contestants should have entered earlier than us."

Zhang Ye spread his hands and said, "I can't get in. The Jingcheng Writers Association didn't prepare a competition card for me. Although I was invited, I was not included in the invitation list."

"What? Is there such a thing?" Brother Hou became angry at that time.

Hou Di understood it all at once, gritted his teeth and said, "Nasi, isn't this bullying?"

They also recently learned about Zhang Ye's past deeds and knew that Zhang Ye had offended many people in the Beijing Writers' Association in the past. There was also a deputy director, Xi Meng Dongguo, but in their view, the Writers' Association was a large organization and there was no such thing as It's very possible that they are so petty. Since they invited Teacher Zhang Ye to come here this time, they probably wanted to set the stage for recruiting Zhang Ye into the club. So yesterday they encouraged Zhang Ye to compete for fame.

But who would have thought that they thought things too simply, inviting Zhang Ye but not letting him in? Are you trying to be disgusting?

Now on the Internet, most of Zhang Ye's fans know that Zhang Ye is going to compete. Maybe many people are looking forward to it and are waiting in front of the live video. In the end, will Teacher Zhang be able to get in? If someone asks, your Jingcheng Writers Association will give an explanation like "Zhang Ye abstained from voting on his own"? Let fans complain about Zhang Ye and use this to attack him? If someone from above investigates, your Writers Association can still say, "Oh, the people below us were negligent and did not get the competition certificate." And then shirk responsibility? This is too despicable!

"These grandsons!" Brother Hou scolded!

Hu Fei also looked serious, "Xiao Zhang, call the person who contacted you.

"Well, I was just about to call." Zhang Ye took out his cell phone and dialed the woman from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles who had contacted him before. "Hello, I'm Zhang Ye."

The women's side was very chaotic, probably busy, "Zhang Ye? Oh, Teacher Zhang Ye, why haven't you entered the venue yet? Can't you come? Our preliminaries have started.

Zhang Ye said: "I've arrived, but I can't get in." He explained the situation.

The woman obviously didn't know and was stunned, "Can't you? The Writers Association should be ready? How about this, you wait for me to call them, and I will contact them for you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ye said, "You guys go in first."

"Why are we going if you don't go?" Xiao Lu said, "If you want to go in, let's go in together!"

Hu Fei touched his pocket and handed him the ticket, "You take my ticket first and then go in and participate in the preliminaries. Since you have been invited, you will definitely be on the list of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles even if someone tampered with it. I will make up for it when the time comes." Just a competition pass is enough.”

Zhang Ye waved his hand, "No, you go ahead." Everyone has come all the way, how could he go in by himself and leave others outside?

Suddenly, several shouts came!

"Haha! Xiao Zhang!"

"Teacher Xiao Zhang! Here, here!"

"Why are you here too? Oh yes! You are competing!"

The visitors were none other than Auntie Sun, the eldest sister of Zhang Ye's former radio station, and his assistant Xiaofang. Zhang Ye greeted them, and looked behind him to see that Zhao Guozhou and several other familiar staff and leaders from other radio stations were also there. , after seeing Zhang Ye, Zhao Guozhou smiled and stepped forward.

"Xiao Zhang, long time no see." Zhao Guozhou smiled.

Zhang Ye blinked and immediately went over and said, "Brother Zhao, do you have any extra tickets?"

"Admission tickets? Are there too many of you? Not enough tickets? No, your TV station has more tickets than our station." Zhao Guozhou was puzzled. The Jingcheng Radio and TV Stations have long since merged, and tickets were issued to the TV station first, and the remaining tickets were distributed to their stations. They were all considered to be one unit, and the seats were all next to each other.

Zhang Ye said helplessly: "No, it's because I can't get in because I didn't get a competition pass."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Guozhou understood that there might be something else going on, "Do we still have tickets?"

Sister Zhou said: "No more. They are all one for each person. This couplet competition is very popular and tickets are not easy to get."

"Let me ask you." Zhao Guozhou turned around and asked several leaders from other departments

Xiaofang immediately said: "Teacher Zhang, please use my ticket. I have something to do anyway and I didn't want to come today." Everyone knew that she was lying.

Zhang Ye shook his head and said, "I don't want life or death."

Just as they were looking for tickets, Tian Bin and his wife suddenly appeared hand in hand. Nowadays, Tian Bin is a popular late-night anchor of Central Broadcasting Station. The "Ghost Blowing Lamp" he handled has achieved great success again. The number of listeners is several times higher than that of Zhang Ye when he was at Jingcheng Radio. After all, it is the national broadcaster. Central Radio, which has coverage, covers a lot more people than Jingcheng Radio. This result is not surprising. Moreover, Central Radio is also a large unit with a lot of tickets. Tian Bin can naturally get it, so he also brought it with him. My wife is here.

"Zhang Ye." Tian Bin's wife smiled and waved.

Probably hearing their conversation, Tian Bin took out a ticket and stuffed it directly into Zhang Ye's hand, "I have four tickets. The two friends I made an appointment with have to work overtime and can't come, so here they are for you."

Zhang Ye confirmed: "It's not your own ticket, right?"

"No." Tian Binle said, "I won't give you my vote if you ask for it.

"That's fine, thank you very much." Zhang Ye then accepted.

Tian Bin said: "Go quickly, can they crush you with this little trick? Let those people from the Jingcheng Writers Association know who you are, Teacher Zhang Ye!"

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Okay!"

Then everyone lined up and entered one after another.

After chatting a lot with old colleagues and leaders, Zhang Ye walked into the school gate with his new colleagues and Hu Fei, and went straight to a small plaza in the center of the campus, where the preliminaries were held. Only those who passed Only in the initial preliminaries can you qualify to participate in the couplet finals in the auditorium.

It all started a long time ago.

There may not be enough time.

Xiao Lu was even more anxious than Zhang Ye, "Teacher Zhang, hurry up. Those people from the Writers' Association are trying to stumble you just to damage your reputation. And they may have thought about it. Even if you get the tickets in the end, It’s been delayed for so long, and the preliminaries are almost over. If you don’t even pass the preliminaries, they will definitely publicize that you are nothing more than that when they go back, keep blackmailing you, and then regain their original face, so we can’t Lose to them! We must advance to the finals! Let them know how powerful you are, Teacher Zhang! Let them think of the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry scene where you will slap them in the face again!"

Hu Fei remembered something, "You haven't asked Xiao Zhang whether he knows couplets. This is another field and completely different from writing poems and articles."

Brother Hou suddenly realized, "Oh yes, Teacher Xiao Zhang, can you do it?"

Zhang Ye sweated and said, "I'm not very good at it. I don't know yet."

"What's unclear about this?" Xiao Lu asked, "Just tell me whether you have studied couplets, right?"

"No." Zhang Ye told the truth. In his world, couplets were more popular in ancient times, but in modern times? Who would study it except young people and scholars? At most, there are many ancient absolutes accumulated in the past, but he still doesn't understand the couplet environment of this world, and he doesn't know if it can be put to use.

"You really don't know how?" Xiao Lu's heart dropped.

Brother Hou also sighed: "Then there is nothing we can do."

Hou Di said: "It doesn't matter, we can help Mr. Zhang with suggestions. Let's get to the finals first. I'm still good at pairs."

Xiao Lu said: "I also know a little bit. I have done some related special issues in the newspaper before." (To be continued) [This text is provided by Qihang Update Team @Drunken Kanxiaoyao] If you like this work, welcome Come to Chuangshi and vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Bring your little tail @Wandoujia @TB Little Red Chicken @Mythical Beast Mentor @Who is the undercover)