I’m Really a Superstar

The poem is finished!

Zhang Ye, holding the trophy, didn't stay much for a moment, and went straight to the backstage, leaving only a back and thousands of audience guests and judges in an uproar!

I rely on!

What modern poem is this!

Do you mean that your Beijing Radio Station is stagnant? Is the radio leader ugly? No, there is no need to start at all, he clearly meant this! This kind of poem is not a bit obscure, "Dead Water" is very simple and easy to understand, yes, it is a curse!

"I'm going big!"

"Is this too domineering?"

"This man is crazy? Why do you say that?"

"Didn't he say to thank the unit for thanking the leaders?"

"Yeah, I believe it too, haha, it's so lively now!"

"Although it is not live broadcast, this is also the silver microphone awards. Is he sure that there is no problem in saying that? Is this really okay? This is offending his leader, the director? He also mentioned something in his speech. Deputy Director Jia, isn’t it? I’m all naming names and surnames. Oh, I’m going. Today, it’s really not in vain. Our unit only let me grab one of ten tickets. It’s a right grab, so proud. Where can I usually hear Qian’s modern poems? This poem is really a classic, and it’s a curse!"

"There are such ruthless people in the TV and radio system?"

"Zhang Ye? I remember this name, haha, cow!"

"I must apologize, I still call Zhang Ye a flatterer, I didn't expect it to be such a'thank you'!"

This is the perspective of the audience and spectators, because they have no direct interest in it, so everyone has a mindset of watching the excitement.

But some people are different.

Sister Zhou almost dropped her chin when she heard it, and then she slapped her forehead loudly: "I'll just say it! I'll just say it! Thanks to the boss and the unit! This is not what Xiao Zhang would say! How can he be a provocative character! Take a look! Let me get it right!"

Zhao Guozhou: "..." He can't speak anymore.

Tian Bin and his daughter-in-law were also blinded. Just when Zhang Ye wanted to thank the testimony, they thought that Zhang Ye was compromising with the leader and knew how to give in and tolerate, but the next moment Zhang Ye read such a poem. , They couldn't understand why Zhang Ye had the courage to come from!

Xiaofang stomped his feet in a hurry, "What can I do! Teacher Zhang is in trouble!"

"More than a catastrophe?" Wang Xiaomei said, "Xiao Zhang has offended too many people this time!"

Aunt Sun said in a low voice: "But it's really relieved! To be honest, I have never understood Xiao Zhang's other poems, such as "Flying Birds and Fish", and "Haiyan", I don't have this cultural level, but I really understand today’s "Dead Water", it’s so well written, and the scolding is so hearty. Throw more broken copper and iron? Splashing your leftovers? Xiao Zhang must be disappointed in the station. To the top, this place is indeed stagnant for him!"

The old editor couldn’t laugh or cry, “That can’t be said, what kind of occasion is this? The Golden Microphone awards, there are the industry’s top senior teachers, and some days later, there are staff from other radio and television stations, and there are many audiences who are not in the circle. , Xiao Zhang has been swearing, but what should I do afterwards? Does he still want to go to the stage? If the awards are made, it will be wrong. At this time, the problem is not small. Additional nomination for the award? This is once again unprecedented. Okay! Well, in the acceptance speech, I used the microphone to scold the unit and the leader in public? This is not unprecedented, do you know? It is impossible for future generations to come! This is the only case!"

Yes, this matter is absolutely unprecedented, and the old editor dare to make this guarantee, because it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing with the second person!

Xiaofang smiled bitterly: "Mr. Zhang has always had this temper."

Sister Zhou said: "That's right, that is, Xiao Zhang dared to do this. Sometimes I really envy him, and I like this guy more and more. I go straight and curse when I'm upset. I feel comfortable getting along with this kind of people. I will never worry about him calculating you, Xiao Zhang will show everything on the face, and will not secretly mess with you."

The old editor said silently: "You are comfortable, but some people are not comfortable."

...

Hu Fei is one of the uncomfortable people. After listening to Zhang Ye's poem, Hu Fei almost fainted. He could brag about Zhang Ye with the channel director next to him a few minutes ago, and he strongly recommends Zhang. Ye went to his new column, but he didn't expect that Zhang Ye would come to such a hand after a few minutes!

The director glanced at him, "Mr. Hu, is this the person you recommend?"

Hu Fei coughed and said to Zhang Ye: "Let's not talk about his temper. Just talk about this poem, it is absolutely flawless, it is truly pure literature."

The director also let out a laugh, "You can give him a round, I don't know pure literature but not pure literature, but I know it's a thorn!"

Hu Fei said: "Talented people always have some personality."

The director said: "But his personality is too hot, that is, the Silver Microphone Award is a lifelong general. There is no cancellation or revocation, otherwise the award can be withdrawn for him based on this modern poem of his testimony, and Beijing Radio Station also belongs to our Beijing TV station sequence. It has been merged long ago. He scolded their radio station. Didn’t he also bring us in in disguise? Lao Hu, I’d better consider your recommended candidate. I dare to follow You are sure that after this incident, Zhang Ye might indeed be known to everyone in the radio system of the TV station. Some people might also appreciate his daring to speak, but more often he was excluded. Almost no one in the industry dared to hire him. It's almost the same as blocking it, hehe, who dares to ask for a time bomb that can't be controlled? No one can stand it for you at a critical moment!"

Hu Fei said firmly: "Even if it is a thorn, I want him to come. Its literary quality must not be buried. That would be a shame!"

...

Several judges there.

Zhang Yuanqi looked at the place where Zhang Ye had left with a smile, without commenting.

The young judge was speechless for a while, and finally said, "This poem... is really good." After hesitating a little, he didn't dare to say too much. He knew that Zhang Ye was recommended by Zhang Yuanqi, although in his opinion Zhang Ye It is impossible to know Tian Hou, but in the final analysis, the person is nominated by Zhang Yuanqi. He always saves face for Tian Hou. He is no better than Mr. Zheng and the judges. Without the qualifications and age, he is not good in front of Zhang Yuanqi. Zhang Yuanqi is also his predecessor teacher.

Teacher Zheng closed his eyes and concentrated, and said nothing.

"Old Zheng? How to deal with this?" a female judge asked: "Is this too disrespectful of our awards stage and the jury?"

Teacher Zheng opened his eyes, "Let’s not say whether this poem is out of date, should I say it on this occasion, just say "Dead Water", it really opened my eyes. Originally, I didn’t plan to join the judges. Yes, I’m getting older and I’m really going to retreat to the second line, but now I feel that I’m glad I’m here this time, huh, believe it or not? With this modern poem, I dare say this young People will definitely be able to make a name in the industry in the future! It's better to let the ugliness open up! See what world it creates? I am very interested in what world this young man can create!"

...

At the moment, the most annoying person is the leader of the radio station!

Needless to say, the director of Zhang Ye’s unit has long promised to give the old comrade’s child the Silver Microphone Award this time. However, a temporary change turned out to be unsuccessful. This has already caused the director to hold back a wave of anger. With such a ruthless move, it is not a slap in the face, nor a stomping on the face, but a live kick in the face! Kick them in the face! With so many colleagues and predecessors present, as well as the leaders of radio and television, and the leaders of Beijing TV Station, the director feels that he has really lost his face, and there is nothing left! After today, no, it doesn't need to be tomorrow. At noon today, this matter will have to be spread across various TV stations and radio stations. How can he raise his head in the future? When he was scolded by a subordinate or the lowest-level rookie anchor, he couldn't even survive--Zhang Ye said with a microphone on the stage, even if the head of the station spoke, others could not hear him.

But the director is not bad, relatively good.

The most noteworthy is Deputy Director Jia. Zhang Ye is in his literary and artistic frequency. Zhang Ye is in conflict with him because of copyright matters. In the end, it is also Deputy Director Jia who filmed Zhang Ye, who was in charge. He made things difficult, so this time Zhang Ye's counterattack was obviously aimed at him!

"This bastard!" Deputy Director Jia's face turned green, really green, and he screamed uncontrollably. He was really confused by Zhang Ye, his lungs almost exploded, and the result might be extremely angry. Confronting his heart, Deputy Director Jia did not catch his breath, his eyes rolled, and he fainted!

Another deputy director of the radio station next to him was quick and quick. When he saw that deputy director Jia's neck was tilted on the seat, he hurriedly supported him, "Old Jia! Old Jia!"

"Ouch!"

"Deputy Director Jia!"

"Come on! Come on!"

"Call an ambulance! Someone fainted!"

"Pinch people first, and see if you are out of breath!"

The chaos here suddenly turned into a pot of porridge, and seven or eight people nearby came to help!

In the end, it wasn't a big problem. After pinching the crowd, Deputy Director Jia woke up. A staff member came up to take his blood pressure and checked him, and it was OK.

This episode left everyone speechless.

Deputy Director Jia also felt ashamed to go to grandma's house, making a subordinate he had always looked down on stunned? Of course his face will not look good!

Named Zhang!

You wait for me!

Taking advantage of this incident, the director immediately said to the five judges: "Several teachers, I suggest that Zhang Ye's Silver Microphone Award be revoked. This person speaks nonsense and slanders the organization. He must be severely punished!"

The most qualified old judge, Zheng Lao, looked at him, and then briefly exchanged with several other judges, and then said: "This is probably not possible. The award has already been awarded. Both the Golden Microphone Award and the Silver Microphone Award are of lifetime specifications. Yes, there are no procedures and regulations for revoking awards." After speaking, he added, "This little **** language does have some problems. Your unit should criticize and educate or deal with it."

"But Silver Microphone..." Deputy Director Jia also stood up anxiously.

Another young judge categorically said: "The award cannot be revoked. The rules are the rules. Well, let's start the next awards first. Try to be as fast as possible. You can't delay the live broadcast of Golden Microphone. There is not much time!"

The awards under the Silver Microphone continue to be announced, but now no one has the intention to pay attention to this, and even the Golden Microphone award is not even cared about!

Zhang Ye stole all the limelight alone!

Zhang Ye's "Dead Water" attracted all attention!

There are a few sensitive reporters who don't even listen to the names of the awards below, and don't care who got the silver microphone. Instead, they just sat on the spot and cracked up the manuscript, ready to report back to the unit immediately. Teacher Zhang Ye, you are so good! The reporters are extremely excited, and their professional characteristics are destined to be a group of masters who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. They are not afraid that you will make a big noise, or that you are not big enough!

What is a topic?

This is called a topic!

What can be more interesting and concerned than receiving speeches and scolding leaders?

And this is not an ordinary curse, not the kind of dirty mouth with no technical content!

Swearing was originally a derogatory term. The first impression it gave people was lack of quality, but today's Zhang Ye has made everyone more knowledgeable. They are so bold and unrestrained, they are so elegant. See you for the first time, what a long experience!

This is the literati!

Kill without a knife-use your mouth!

No need to swear-use poetry!

Zhang Ye used a poem "Dead Water" today to show the noble sentiment of a literati, inherit the fine tradition of a poet, and the poems are shocking!