Wang Huan almost burst out in surprise.

"And this kind of good thing?"

He was still thinking about how to be this-stirring stick later.

I didn't expect Zhao Zeyuan to be so good, and I took the initiative to mention it and wanted to compete with him in poetry.

Because according to the argument between himself and these people just now, he has affirmed what Qu Lao said, these old guys in the poetry world have indeed rotten their thoughts, and they are still immersed in their own circles and can't get out. The key is that they still control the discourse power of modern poetry, which is harmful to the exhibition of Chinese poetry.

Therefore, Qu Lao is right, if this pit is not stirred, they may not know how smelly it is.

"It's better than poetry. ”

Wang Huan smiled slightly and replied to Zhao Zeyuan's words.

Zhao Zeyuan saw that Wang Huan's face was still calm, and he snorted coldly: "I know that your attainments in ancient poetry are not shallow, but today is the modern poetry competition, so we have to say it first, only compete in modern poetry." If you feel it's unfair, you can also offer your opinion. ”

"Fair enough. ”

Wang Huan showed a harmless smile: "Today is the Modern Poetry Competition, of course, it has to be better than modern poetry." Your proposal is fair, I have no opinion. ”

This is the first time that Wang Huan agrees with Zhao Zeyuan's words this evening.

However, Zhao Zeyuan didn't have a good face for Wang Huan, but looked at the host Sisi on the stage: "Sisi, I want to ask, now I want to exchange my experience with Wang Huan in modern poetry, I don't know if the program team can be accommodating? If not, then we will discuss it separately." ”

Qian Daoxun said to Sisi backstage: "Tell the judges that now that the show has gone through the process, it is unrealistic to temporarily interrupt the competition system." However, we decided that after the end of the student competition, the next expert group exchange will continue to be broadcast live on TV, and it will be broadcast to the audience in the dual form of TV + webcast. ”

Sisi immediately said Director Qian's words on the stage.

That's when the show got back on track.

There is nothing to say in the next competition, Zhao Zeyuan and the other four people acted as judges with a straight face, and even talked a lot less, all the contestants were silent, and even several contestants were abnormal.

However, Wang Huan often made comforting words, which made the players show grateful expressions.

Ten o'clock in the evening.

The student competition is officially over.

At the same time, the whale live broadcast platform opened the live broadcast of the exchange of the expert group of the "Chinese Poetry Competition".

Impatient netizens who had been waiting for a long time frantically poured in.

The popularity of the live broadcast room exceeded 50 million almost instantly, and it has been soaring.

"Mom, it's still fun to watch the live webcast. ”

"Without the barrage of sand sculpture netizens, I always feel a lot less fun watching TV. ”

"Sit back and wait for the Poison King to overturn those judges. ”

"Strong, my great poison king!"

"That group of judges is really arrogant, even I can feel that the poem "Brilliant Culture" is very good, they are good, one by one accusing the female contestant, how did these people become famous poets?"

"Can anyone be a poet these days?"

“......”

The scene of the show.

When the host Sisi announced the official end of the student group competition and entered the expert group for exchange.

The eyes of Zhao Zeyuan, Tian He and the other four looked at Wang Huan at once, and after more than an hour of rest, their spirits recovered and their eyes were aggressive.

This time, they must let this erector who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth know what a modern poet is!

Just relying on the few short and small modern poems before Wang Huan, it is not enough for them to pay attention to it.

Zhao Zeyuan picked up the topic and took the lead in speaking: "Wang Huan, return to the topic just now." Now that you've promised to share your poetic insights with me on this stage. Now that the student competition is over, can we start communicating poetry?"

Wang Huan nodded: "Yes." ”

Zhao Zeyuan said in a deep voice: "Okay, I already have an idea in my heart, didn't you just advertise that there are no borders, but do poets have borders?

Love Chinese poetry?

Improvisation?

Wang Huan thought silently, it's a little difficult...... The "One Hundred Modern Poetry" I got did not quite fit this requirement.

"No, we have to find a way. ”

"If I really want to write poems by myself, I will definitely not be able to compare to Zhao Zeyuan, it seems that this is the only way...... system, I'm going to buy a weakened version of luck. ”

Wang Huan said in his heart.

Drip!

The system sound sounds:

After deducting 1 million Fame, the weakened version of Luck has been purchased, and it will take effect immediately, lasting for 24 hours, and will automatically disappear after the time has passed.

......

At the same time, after hearing Zhao Zeyuan's words, the audience fell into a boil.

Generally speaking, the most important thing for a poet to write poetry is to rely on inspiration, and inspiration cannot be stopped, if there is no inspiration, even if the poet is talented, he will not be able to start.

And the topic that Zhao Zeyuan raised just now seems to be fair, but it is actually the most beneficial to himself. Why? Because in the past, Zhao Zeyuan wrote the most poems about praising the motherland and praising his hometown. The poems he wrote before have also appeared in various red official media many times, which can be described as fruitful.

It is no exaggeration to say that for this aspect of poetry, Zhao Zeyuan has long been perfect. It doesn't take a word for it, but there's never a shortage of inspiration.

On the Internet, many people dug up Zhao Zeyuan's information just now, and the barrage exploded at this moment.

"I'll go, this girl is thick-skinned!"

"This old man has a scheming heart, I like it. ”

"It's high-sounding, but in fact, he wants to use his strengths to challenge Brother Huan. ”

"Brother Huan, don't be cowardly, just do it!"

"Upstairs, this is an old man, isn't your taste too heavy?"

"Poof! Don't drive, since Brother Huan became famous, I've changed ten keyboards. It's all a good thing done by you dog netizens who have no bottom line. ”

“......”

The corners of Zhao Zeyuan's mouth were slightly hooked and he looked at Wang Huan. As long as he doesn't play tricks, he is not afraid of the other party.

Seeing Wang Huan, he seemed to want to speak.

Zhao Zeyuan sneered in his heart, he felt that he should work harder and torture the other party to death in one fell swoop, so he spoke again: "Don't agree too early, I still have one condition." ”

Wang Huan: "What conditions." ”

Zhao Zeyuan: "Because there are too many patriotic poems circulating in society now, you can casually cite dozens or hundreds of poems that are similar to each other. So I'm going to make it harder. The background of this patriotic poetry cannot be the current Chinese era. Rather, it is necessary to go back to the war period of the Republic of China. At that time, China was in the most critical moment, so the poems written could best reflect the poet's patriotic feelings. And since none of us had the experience of life at that time, we were all in a position of fair competition, which was also a big test for us. Do you agree with this condition?"

Heard the conditions proposed by Zhao Zeyuan.

Wang Huan froze for a moment, and then his heart began to beat violently.

The background of the poem has been changed to the Republic of China period?

Isn't there such a poem in "One Hundred Modern Poetry"?

it!

Weakened version of luck!

Wang Huan took a deep breath, calmed his heart, and nodded, "No problem." ”

Zhao Zeyuan originally thought that Wang Huan would reject his proposal, otherwise he would be looking for his own death. However, as long as Wang Huan refuses, he will fall into the discourse next, and he will not be able to escape the palm of his hand.

However, something he didn't expect happened.

Wang Huan actually agreed!

How dare you agree?

You're dead!

Because in recent days, Zhao Zeyuan happened to be studying the poems of the Republic of China, so he put forward this seemingly generous, but in fact favorable to himself.

He suppressed the joy in his heart and said, "Very good, then let's start now, with a time limit of ten minutes, each of us will compose a poem that fits the theme, and then vote for the audience and the judges to decide the winner, how about it?"

Wang Huan shook his head: "Not how." ”

Zhao Zeyuan was furious: "Didn't you agree just now?

Wang Huan said: "I promised to compete with you." But I don't agree with the voting system you are talking about. You see, a lot of the audience is coming for you, and the other three judges have a lot to do with you, can I believe the results of such a vote? So the voting needs to be open to the public, so that the audience watching TV can judge the quality of the two poems. ”

Zhao Zeyuan really wants to say that the public understands fart poetry.

Leaving such an elegant culture to the audience to judge the winner is no different from playing the piano to a cow. But he knew that as long as he said this, it was estimated that he would be scolded by countless people immediately.

After a pause, he snorted coldly: "It's a live broadcast now, how can we get the public to vote?"

Sisi, the host on the stage, finally found an opportunity to speak: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Wang, we have a voting system on the stage, and we only need the staff to call it out." So you don't have to worry about voting. ”

Wang Huan smiled at Sisi and looked at Zhao Zeyuan: "Look, the voting problem is solved......

“......”

Zhao Zeyuan nodded expressionlessly in agreement.

Scold!

Vote for vote.

Even if the average audience doesn't understand poetry, he believes that the basic ability to discriminate still exists. He is the most famous modern poet in China today, and he will lose the vote to a hairy boy?

Are you kidding!