I’m Really a Superstar

Under the field.

Wang Xiaomei got the phone, "Can't get online?"

Zhang Wei did not know if she spoke to herself and replied: "Oh, no signal."

"How can you make a poem without a net?" Wang Xiaomei glanced at him.

Zhang Yan said: "How do you know that I will participate in this poetry contest?"

Wang Xiaomei said of course: "With your temper, you can swallow this breath before you blame, see you, or not see you, you are not sad or happy there? I only say when you are playing."

Zhang Yihan, really, he is not so atmospheric and compassionate.

"Is there a signal for the mobile phone that I don't need to ask you? Help you borrow one?" Wang Xiaomei was very active.

Zhang Weidao: "No, I want to send me out and send it out, but I didn't think about a good poem, Xiaomei teacher, what are you?"

"Why am I so active?" Wang Xiaomei said: "Because you represent our art broadcast, you are already the signature anchor of our frequency. They question you, that is, the cultural literacy of denying the frequency of art, and I never I think your poems are worse than theirs. I can’t do it without sadness or disappointment. I am very angry now."

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on the stage.

The poetry went to the stage of poetry.

Just read the poems of several netizens, Zhang Huodao: "These poems are written very well. It seems that our netizens are also able to make a lot of people, huh, huh, but I and Sun Mengjie are just watching the fun, we are not experts. If you don't understand this, you have to ask the teachers of the association to analyze it."

Several people in the association pushed each other off for a while.

In the end, Meng Dongguo came up. He is the most authoritative person inside. "I have heard a few poems, but I can still."

The female host said: "Alright? I heard the meaning of Chairman Meng, that is, there is still a problem?"

Meng Dongguo said with a smile: "It’s all amateurs. It’s already very good to write this."

"Then can you tell us what is the difference between their verses and professional ones? We don't understand, maybe everyone is almost the same, listening is pretty good?" Zhang Huo pretended to be a layman.

Meng Dongguo touched his beard and became old: "The people who don't understand may not look at each other. The surface is very good. The text is elegant and the poetry is elegant. In fact, there are too many doorways. For example, the netizen has just started the work of Yunxi. It may be known at a glance that this poem is flat. There is a close-up poem written by him. Actually, the law of the combination of the poetry and the poetry of the modern poetry alternates with the same sentence: taking the five words as an example, where the first rhythm is flat, the second rhythm You must use 仄仄, the third rhythm must be used flat. Conversely, the first rhythm must be flat with the second rhythm, the third rhythm must be used, and his wrong.

Zhang Huo suddenly realized that "it was like this."

Meng Dongguo said: "So if you are amateur or beginner, it is recommended to write some modern poems. The request will be simpler, um, but the modern poet that the host just read is actually a big problem. Detach, the whole poem does not have a literary belief that the center of gravity is implemented. In our jargon, there is no 'God', and the words are very gorgeous, but the literature is ultimately to be attributed to literature. It is to impress people, even the poems that are not in the spirit are If you can’t move people, it’s empty, it’s a flower shelf.”

"Long knowledge." Zhang Huo echoed.

Meng Dongguo seems to be addicted. I don’t know if it’s intentional. Suddenly, “For example, in recent days, there are a few poems on the Internet that are still quite high. In fact, I seem to be deliberately flawed. Of course, these may be The benevolent sees the wise and the wise see the wisdom, so it remains to be discussed."

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01 has a mouth more, "Mr. Meng said "Flying Birds and Fish"? Or "Haiyan"?"

Meng Dongguo smiled. "I told Weibo that people who have seen it may know that I have reservations about these two poems."

what?

Speaking of Zhang Wei?

When I called, many people looked at Zhang Wei, and Zhang’s seat immediately became the focus, and his eyes gathered.

Zhang Wei did not expect that Meng Dongguo not only publicly questioned him on Weibo, but now he is such an important Mid-Autumn Festival poetry, or a live broadcast program, or in his own unit, Meng Dongguo will also denounce him in public, killing Head to the ground? My mother killed your dad to kill your mother? Are you so me? After the online "education" is over, I still chased my unit to "educate" me? You are sick!

"What is this person!"

"How can you say this?"

"Xiao Zhang is not easy, is this what you want?"

"This is a live show! This is not going to ruin people! It’s too much!"

Many people of the literary and art radio can't listen to it. Some colleagues who have not had much contact with Zhang Wei have been indignant for a while. Yes, even if Teacher Zhang Yi is not a professional writer, even Zhang Yi’s teacher writes Generally, no one has written well, no literary character you have written, but you can't bully it! It’s a bit of a slap in the hands of your accomplices! This is our unit! This is our radio station!

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now.

The poetry website also exploded!

"Is it heard?"

“Mr. Meng said that there are problems with Flying Birds and Fish and Haiyan?”

"Can't you? I think these two poems are very good?"

"The vice chairman of the association can still be wrong? It turns out that Zhang Hao can't do it. So many clicks and forwards, I still wonder, it turned out to be fried!"

"Yes, this person has no real ability!"

"Is there a problem with Zhang Wei's poem?"

Many people who don't know yesterday's meager incidents know this through the radio, and today, now is the time period of Zhang Wei's "The Story of the Old and Young" \\u55

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4a, their literary frequency also lived on the spot. Many of Zhang’s audience listened to the radio. They were blatantly denied by the vice president of an industry-leading association. I also know that the listening rate of Zhangye’s program will definitely begin tomorrow. A major blow is not impossible. Maybe some people who really like Zhang Wei or those who really have judgment will not be disturbed by this, but what about others? The people are passive minds with a mindset and trust in authority!

A newcomer anchor!

A vice chairman of the industry association!

Whose literary level do you believe? At a glance!

Meng Dongguo’s hand was really at the extreme, and he wanted to kill Zhang Wei’s gesture!

Zhang Wei’s lungs are already exploding, and a face is cold to the limit. This is to force him to shoot!

Zhang Huo secretly glared at Sun Mengjie's partner. It was a bit strange that she spoke more. His heart was actually biased toward Zhang Wei. It was not because of Zhang Wei's poems. He also thought that Zhang Xin, a newcomer, could not be better than the teachers of the Association. Zhang Wei is his colleague. Meng Dongguo questioned their colleagues on the radio station. Zhang Huo also felt that it was not appropriate. After reading the tablet computer, Zhang Huodao: "Mr. Meng, the two poems you just said, as far as I know, are created by Zhang Wei, the teacher of our art broadcast. Teacher Zhang Wei should be at the scene. I will listen to the messages from the audience. They all said that "Flying Birds and Fish" is very good. It seems that everyone does not understand what is wrong with this poem?"

Meng Dongguo laughed and said nothing, and finally said: "Let Dalei explain it. Dalei is a specialist who studies modern poetry and is a famous critic. He is better than me."

When Da Lei heard it, he made a big stride. "Oh, since President Meng called me, since the topic is here, now it is a poem. I will come up with this typical story. In fact, Chairman Meng yesterday. I have already said it on the meager, and I agree very much that "Flying Birds and Fish" has been very popular on the Internet recently, but it is actually relying on the allusions, because with this poem saved the story of human life, it has led to everyone's pursuit and Hot discussion, and then increase the popularity, actually put aside the added value of these allusions, this poem is not literary, including Zhang Wei's other poems are similar, the spirit is just virtual, I can not see what he wants to express, So in our opinion, the original author is just an amateur."

"This way?" Zhang Huodao.

Meng Dongguo interjected: "So everyone may not understand it. Since Zhang Wei is also at the scene today, it is better to let him come up to do a Mid-Autumn Festival poem. We have several scenes to analyze and comment on the problems inside, you may be easier. Understood."

"This..." Zhang Huo looked at the Taiwan leadership under the stage.

Sun Mengjie is also inaccurate. Although the time is still very rich, can their colleagues come up to do the negative textbooks? Was Meng Dongguo playing in public? They are not too patient!

Dalei also agreed: "Is this not a poetry link? It is also to let everyone know more about the traditional culture of poetry and songs."

They both sang and sang, Zhang Wei did not say that they have already characterized him - Zhang Wei is an amateur, they will let everyone take a look at the difference between professional and amateur!

Deputy Director Jia looked at Zhang Huo and thought about it and nodded gently.

Zhang Huo said: "Well, let's see if there is any new work by Teacher Zhang Wei, because this poetry did not inform Zhang in advance to prepare, temporarily added, so..." They all made a greeting in advance, for a long time. I informed everyone that the preparation time for them was very sufficient. Even they could find someone to write a ghost. It is possible that there will be time. But Zhang Wei does not, Meng Dongguo, Lei Lei, they sip and let Zhang Wei come up. Zhang Huo really thinks they have No, one minute of preparation is not given! This is the heart to Zhang Qiu to pick out countless problems to fight against Zhang Hao! What enemy do you have? As for this, suppress our colleagues? The key deputy director Jia also nodded and agreed to this rude proposal?

No number of lights again focal length!

Zhang Hao angered and laughed, let me go up? Want to hit my face? You are really dead!

Wang Xiaomei also heard his eyes dark. He said to Zhang Wei: "Let them have a look at Xiao Zhang! Let them see if our literary broadcasters really don't understand art and don't understand literature!" It can be seen that Wang Xiaomei also Moved the fire!

The former Zhou Dajie turned back and said: "Xiao Zhang teacher! On!"

Aunt Sun did not quite recognize Zhang Wei’s verse, but she couldn’t stand it anymore. She was across the two rows of seats and shouted to Zhang Xiaodao: “Xiao Zhang! Give it to me! It’s too much to deceive!”

Tian Bin screamed: "Forget it, don't go!"

Wu Datao shook his head and said: "Xiao Zhang, listen to me, don't you go, do you want to be amateur with professional teachers in front of you? You can say that you are not ready, or you are really picking out too many problems. If you don't come to Taiwan, our literary and art frequency will not come to Taiwan!"

Colleagues with other frequencies around me whispered and suggested: "Mr. Zhang, ignore them."

Some colleagues have been arrogant for Zhang Wei: "There is a story that is more than a teacher's story! I have a skill with Zhang teacher than a fairy tale! Writing a story is a professional of Zhang Wei! What kind of thing is it compared to poetry? How many years have you been immersed? Is it better to be a newcomer than you? Ah?"

The following is a bit messy.

The scene is almost out of control!

However, under the spotlight, Zhang Wei stood up without hesitation, smiling in a cold voice, and erected a "1" gesture to the host Zhang Huo. This gesture radio station knew that the anchor recording or live broadcast. When you are ready, you will be given a "1" with your assistant or phone editor.

"Zhang Wei!"

"Mr. Zhang! You want to be clear!"

"Hey! Don't go! Don't you see that they are making you lose face?"

Zhang Wei did not listen, and has already squeezed out one by one.

Zhang Huo understood, "Mr. Zhang said yes, everyone applauded."

Meng Dongguo waited for Zhang Wei to say that he should pick his questions and explain them to everyone.

Zheng Anbang and Xiaohong Mushroom and others are waiting to see Zhang Wei’s jokes. Others know that Zhang Hao is definitely going to be ugly. He didn’t expect him to dare to come up!

In the applause of worry or helplessness or gloating, Zhang Hao walked down the stage firmly on the stage, the spotlight, the red carpet, he was standing in front of so many people for the first time, not the closed space of broadcasting, but The true meaning of face-to-face confrontation with so many people, being so concerned by so many people, Zhang Wei actually did not leave the market, this psychological quality has always been very good, on the contrary, he still enjoys this feeling!

If you force me to come, then I will be more respectful than my life!

Is my poetry not literary?

I am not self-sufficient to make axe?

I am amateur, are you professional?

OK! I will let you guys in the Beijing Municipality today to see who is amateur and who is professional!

Sun Mengjie won the time for Zhang Wei: "Mr. Zhang, you are not prepared, so don't worry, you can think for a while."

"No need." Zhang Yidao.

Zhang Huo, do not have to consider? Live creation?

Dalei’s eyes are scornful and poetry is on the scene? Still have the theme of poetry? Even if he needs to find at least half an hour to find inspiration! I can't do it, can you do it?

Of course, Zhang Wei does not have to prepare, he has no need to prepare, and there is already a head out in his mind!

When I knew the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry, Zhang Wei was thinking about which one he should come up with. He did not decide, and he was not prepared to use this one. Why? Because this one is too classic! Classics In the world of Zhangye, as long as someone mentions Mid-Autumn Festival and poetry, nine out of ten people will think of this one! After this poem, there is no poetry in the Mid-Autumn Festival! It can be said that there is no Mid-Autumn Festival poetry that has the influence of this work!

Write Mid-Autumn first!

It deserves it!

Zhang Wei really didn't want to choose it. He still wanted to leave a little room, but now he sees the ugly face and aggressiveness of the gang of Meng Dongguo, who is not ready to keep it!

Some people are afraid of it below.

Zhou Dajie hurriedly said: "Is it a small Zhang?"

Aunt Sun said: "If you can't do it, you can't lose your momentum. The gangs are pulling them to our heads!"

Tian Bin deliberately sighed. "Why, this is not self-inflicted. This Zhang Hao is also true! Amateur is amateur!"

Regardless of everyone's arguments, Zhang Yi took a breath and sighed. "When is the moon going? Ask the wine to ask the sky. I don't know what the heavenly palace is, what year is it?"

Every two sentences, everyone is stunned!

Didn't use the modern poetry that Zhang Hao is good at? But the word chosen? Zhang Wei will also write a word?

And how could this word... let the goose bumps get up? This……

Zhang Yan closed his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He had already entered the recitation state. "I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will not be able to win the high places. It is like dancing in the world. Why is it in the world? Turn Zhuge, low tenants, There is no sleep. There should be no hate, what is the long time to go to other times? People have joys and sorrows, and there is a lack of gloom in the moon. This is an ancient disaster." Long pause for two seconds, Zhang Kai opened his eyes softly, slow Slowly read the last sentence, "I hope that people will last forever, a thousand miles... a total of Juan."