I’m Really a Superstar

Chapter 23: [Xiaoxiao became famous! 】

The next day he went downstairs to work, and when he reached the newsstand west of the subway station, Zhang Ye went over and asked the newspaper, "Is the Jinghua Times here? How much?"

"One piece." The boss mechanized.

Zhang Ye paid for it, "Give me a copy."

The boss took the money and delivered the report, "Okay, you take it."

The poor, clinking Zhang Ye was very painful for the money, but he couldn't help it. He must spend the money that should be spent, and then turned the page to look. When he stepped onto the subway and squeezed on Line 10, his eyes flashed, and he turned to the middle page with delight. His name appeared above all in the article, and the title was especially attractive-"Two Poems Saved" A life"!

Last night, in the emotional column of "Talking the World" on Beijing Radio Station’s emotional column and the audience’s interactive program, a female college student chose to commit suicide during the live broadcast because her boyfriend was about to go to New York to study. In the end, it was Mr. Zhang Ye, the guest of the program and the host of the broadcaster of "Late Night Ghost Story", who used two poems to save the girl's life!

The dark night gave me black eyes, but I used it to find light-"A Generation".

The farthest distance in the world is not in the sky, but I stand in front of your door, but you don’t know that I love you... The farthest distance in the world is the distance between a bird and a fish, one soaring in the sky, the other diving deep into the sea -"The Farthest Distance in the World", also known as "Bird and Fish".

The above is the original text of the two poems.

It is reported that both poems were created on-site by Teacher Zhang Ye. Our reporter contacted Teacher Zhang via telephone interview late at night. Although he was on the phone, he could not help being impressed by Teacher Zhang Ye's literary talent.

what?

Impressed by my literary talent?

Zhang Ye blushed a little, and on the phone he treated other reporters as selling ham sausages, showing off his literary talent!

The report is not over yet: I have to mention an episode here. In the early morning, several people in the editorial department rushed for the manuscript. After seeing the two works, they were all moved. They immediately made an analysis and comment on the two poems, but handed them to Vice Yan. When the editor-in-chief reviewed, the deputy editor-in-chief did not let us publish the manuscript. He read the poem. His original words were like this: "Delete everything like appreciation, analysis and analysis. Don't use the conventional way of writing." "Fish", this is a modern poem that can instantly penetrate into people’s hearts, without analysis, and another "Generation", the power in it can’t be analyzed with words, this is a great modern poem, regardless of Whether the author is a newcomer to the poetry world, this poem can only be described as great. Perhaps the original author’s reputation and the objective background of the current era are not enough to make this poem famous, but I believe that time It will prove a lot of things, maybe a few years later, maybe decades later, maybe hundreds of years later, posterity will remember a poem, remember a person-Zhang Ye and his "A Generation". It is our generation. People belong to their generation and the generation of descendants.

The evaluation is so high, Zhang Ye's heart is floating.

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unit.

"Morning." Zhang Ye entered the office area.

Assistant Xiaofang was the first to greet him and smiled with little tiger teeth, "Teacher Zhang, you are here just right. We are talking about the news in the Beijing Times. Have you read it?"

Zhang Ye smiled, "I just watched it too."

Xiaofang chuckled, "Everyone was talking before, but you are the first one of our literature and art broadcasts to appear on the Jinghua Times in these years." She was happy for Zhang Ye, "This is the Jinghua Times. Although it is limited to the capital, it is published. The quantity is hundreds of thousands of copies, and most people don't have this treatment!"

Teacher Feng, the old anchor of The Story of Old and Young, also watched it and spoke highly of it: “Mr. Zhang, I listened to a replay last night and chewed the two poems over and over again. Alas, the posterity is terrifying. Retired, I rely on you young people in the background."

Zhang Ye hurriedly said: "But I'm not as serious as you said, my literary literacy is still far short. The first day I came to Taiwan, I came here with a learning attitude. From now on, I still need more guidance from teachers."

Tian Bin and Li Si came to work at this time.

Zhang Ye also looked at him, and saw a violent look in Tian Bin's eyes, a feeling of jealousy and hatred, and he ignored Zhang Ye and sat back on his desk. Zhang Ye robbed him of the anchor position of "Late Night Ghost Story". Tian Bin is now a DJ in charge. He has no work to do at all. He can only make up for it once if there is a shortage. It may not be possible to show up in three or five days. , It's strange that he doesn't get angry.

However, Li Si's attitude today is completely different from the past. It can be seen that he didn't want to talk at all, but somehow he thought, Li Si who was about to turn around paused again, "...Mr. Zhang, early."

Zhang Ye looked at him, "Oh, early."

Li Si nodded his head with him, and then he returned to his position, a bit submissive and trying to judge the situation.

With this smell, Tian Bin's complexion worsened. The relationship itself was average, and he used to chew people's tongue behind his back. No wonder today's betrayal.

Later, Wang Xiaomei, the man in the stage, also arrived at the work unit. She still did not look at Zhang Ye, but after greeting some old comrades and close friends, she unexpectedly said to Zhang Ye, "Zhang Ye Teacher, many letters from readers of my program are addressed to you. You will find your assistant to get it later." Although his attitude does not seem to have changed, you should know that Wang Xiaomei has never called Zhang Ye before in private. The name "Teacher", the difference of a title obviously brings a subconscious identity.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Ye got a letter from "Speaking of the World" about his listeners. In the era of Internet rampant, this world is the same as Zhang Ye's world. The communication method of paper letters is rarely used, but Zhang Ye I still believe that this form of writing on paper should be more real and more powerful.

"Hello, Teacher Zhang Ye, I listened to the program yesterday. I am also a parent. I won't say anything else. I thank you for the child's parents."

A total of 37 letters, the feedback from the audience was mostly positive.

Zhang Ye checked the official mailbox of "Late Night Ghost Accident" and read all the letters from the audience. He went to the website of Beijing Radio Station to check the message, and suddenly saw a link. He clicked on it and found that " "The Farthest Distance in the World" was posted to a large forum!

Seven hundred and fifty thousand clicks!

There are more than 3,000 replies!

"This poem is so touching!"

"So many clicks? This is the rhythm to fire!"

"Is it popular on the Internet? I just read this poem in the Beijing Times in the morning. It's really amazing, but I still prefer "A Generation"."

"I am the moderator of the literary section of the website, and I am also a literary lover through and through. I have always liked modern poetry, and I especially love writing this. I think I have written very well, and I have published many modern poems in the literary section. Today, after reading the two poems of Teacher Zhang Ye, I realized that I am a frog at the bottom of the well. This is the real modern poem, and what I wrote is actually nothing!"

There are compliments and of course there are doubts.

"What kind of broken poem, it's just so-so."

"Yeah, it's too brain-dead. The farthest distance for a while is this, and the farthest distance is that for a while. Is there a correct spectrum?"

Even if everything is the best, it is impossible for everyone to be satisfied. Zhang Ye knew this truth. He logged into his account and put on a vest to comment. He has no other advantages, but he has a better mentality and a calmer person. He was peaceful, and smiled when he saw the curse. He looked like a writer and a great poet, and said with a demeanor: "...I'm like your second grandma! It's just so average? Do you know literature? Ah? Such a godlike work that has lasted for generations even dismissed it! You are just a pile of shit! A pile of stinky shit!"

The man above was anxious, "Hey, how do you curse?"

Some netizens also helped, "The 3256 floor is pretty good, you don’t understand art!"

Another netizen said: "This classic poem is also criticized? I really don't understand the aesthetics of some people!"

"Yes, this is a poem that saved a life. It's not bad? Then write a poem that saves a person and let's see!"

Under Zhang Ye's leadership, the two people who expressed negative opinions were drowned in vomiting and stopped speaking in a desperate manner. Seeing everyone's enthusiastic response, Zhang Ye's face was not red and heartbeat, and he didn't feel that he was so wretched. Literary scholars have such a temper!

Lao Tzu has something to say-take it when it's time to take it!

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