Chapter 401: Scolding Miserable! Scolding Dumbfounded! (The second and third changes together)
Heard Fang Youwen's words.
Yang Yuansheng and the other three nodded slightly.
In fact, in the past, they all came all the way in the praise and pursuit of everyone, and they were used to being high. They have always been the only ones who point out others and scold their juniors. But tonight I was suddenly trampled under the feet of a hairy boy, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
If it weren't for the CCTV live broadcast now, each of them would be under the camera, and they must maintain basic sanity, I am afraid that they would have angrily scolded Wang Huan, a guy who does not know the height of the sky.
What if poetry is well written?
If they don't know how to respect their elders, in the eyes of their poets, they are morally corrupt!
If it weren't for the situation tonight, they would not have surrendered their identities to participate in the exchange competition with Wang Huan, and even disdained to be with him.
Hey?
Something is wrong.
Thinking of this, the four of them suddenly came back to their senses.
Originally, they didn't pay attention to Wang Huan at the beginning, why did they get involved with each other inexplicably? And they got out of control, falling deeper and deeper, causing themselves to lose face.
How did the other party pull them into the water one by one?
This battle really shouldn't have been done.
was caught in a daze by Wang Huan's dog.
And in every exchange match, it seems that the topic they came up with is expected by the other party, and the three of them are like little sheep, being humiliated by the big bad wolf pressed into the ground.
Poison bar......
The more I thought about it, the more I felt congested.
It's time to save face.
Fang Youwen stood up and walked towards the stage.
The host Sisi thought that Fang Youwen was here to participate in the fourth exchange competition, and said with a smile: "Teacher Fang, according to the rules, the right to ask questions in this game is in the hands of Teacher Wang, please wait a moment, I will ask ...... Wang."
"Host, the fourth scene doesn't have to be compared. â
Fang Youwen waved his hand, interrupted her words, looked at Wang Huan, and his voice was a little cold: "Wang Huan, I'll ask you, and you answer me truthfully." Did you come to the poetry exchange meeting today to save the face of a few of our judges?"
When he said this, Fang Youwen didn't look into the microphone, so the audience didn't hear it.
Sisi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly gestured to turn off Wang Huan's microphone.
Of course, it is impossible for Wang Huan to use a microphone in this case.
He asked, "Teacher Fang, what do you mean?" I didn't understand. â
Fang Youwen stared at Wang Huan: "Don't pretend to be confused, I know you understand." I say this to tell you that as a poet, or as a literati, no matter how high your level of poetry is, it is not for you to show off in the show, not to let you challenge us in the live broadcast of the show, and then get the pleasure after winning. As you said earlier, to become a great poet, you must have an open-minded mind and courage, but I only see narrow-mindedness and arrogance in you. Writing poetry is not to compete for superiority, but to cultivate sentiment, to express emotions, and to sublimate art...... But you have deviated from the noble nature of the poet, and I am really sorry for you. â
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Wang Huan was inexplicably sprayed by Fang Youwen's words.
He looked confused.
What's going on?
If you lose the exchange competition, you just don't bow your head and admit your mistakes, but you can still educate people like this?
Damn, these old stubborns are really hopeless, right?
He hasn't opened his mouth yet.
Fang Youwen continued: "Teacher Zhao, they don't care about you in general, and they put down their bodies to exchange poems with you, this kind of character is already very remarkable. Therefore, when you are appropriately humble, you should know how to be humble and not be too aggressive. I admit that your attainments in modern poetry are not bad, but you can never have the idea of vetoing Mr. Zhao's achievements with just a few poems, and feeling that you are the best in the world. Because the exchange competition just now is all improvisation, inspiration and luck are very important, you just happen to be inspired. If you really want to talk about the achievements in poetry, you can't see it without a long period of accumulation and precipitation. â
Even if Wang Huan's mentality is good, he can't listen to it.
Qu Lao is really right to let him be a-stirring stick.
Nima's, these guys who think of themselves as high-minded, are really just a few pieces of, and they stink.
He couldn't imagine how Fang Youwen had the cheekiness to say this.
Wang Huan put away the smile on his face: "Then you say, what should I do?"
Fang Youwen: "You have a lot of attainments in modern poetry, and we are happy." Now it's just an exchange competition, and it's a live CCTV program, so there's no need to make the atmosphere too stiff, so I suggest you say a few words to a few teachers on the scene, everyone is kind. Maybe in the future, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Tian and I will give you a few words of poetry to make your level better. Do you say?"
Sisi, the host who was standing not far away, muttered in his heart when he heard these words.
As for Wang Huan, he smiled: "Teacher Fang, after all, you just don't dare to compete with me?"
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Fang Youwen's voice stopped abruptly.
Breathing becomes heavy.
Shaft!
Not teachable!
Labor and management have been talking for a long time, but you haven't listened to half a sentence of your feelings? Even if you go in your left ear and out of your right ear!
I'm done, what's the matter with your sudden sentence that I don't dare to compete with you?
The ...... of the hemp egg
Well, it's a bit of a dare.
Fang Youwen pointed at Wang Huan angrily, snorted heavily, and returned to his seat.
The host Sisi was a little dumbfounded when he saw this scene.
What's going on? The exchange competition is not going on?
Wang Huan had a faint smile on his face, but anger rose in his heart. originally thought that through the exchange of a few poems, Zhao Zeyuan and the others could wake up to their shortcomings, and then make some repentance in the future.
Now it seems that these people are unimaginably stubborn.
Looks like he's going to have to make a big move!
Anyway, it was ordered by Qu Lao, and someone wiped his ass for him, so he simply let go of all his concerns.
Get out!
He patted the microphone and found that there was no sound, and after signaling the staff to turn on the microphone, he took a deep look at Zhao Zeyuan and the others sitting on the judges' seat.
Poop closed his eyes.
Everyone thinks he's brewing emotions, and it looks unfathomable, but in fact, this guy is searching for things that can come in handy in the system mall.
Zhao Zeyuan and the others felt uneasy in their hearts for no reason.
Background.
The assistant was worried: "Director Qian, Wang Huan won't really make trouble regardless of the occasion, right?"
Director Qian thought for a while: "It shouldn't be, although he is a little troublesome, he still has a sense of proportion......"
Speaking of this, Director Qian has no bottom in his heart, but he can't see through Wang Huan anymore, and he doesn't play cards according to common sense at all. The information about Wang Huan that he collected before was useless at all.
"Forget it, let's watch first...... and so on. â
Director Qian said.
Since the live broadcast has been broadcast so far, the leaders of the station have not called to remind him, indicating that everything Wang Huan has done at this moment is in the acquiescence of the high-level and has not crossed the line.
The most important thing is that it is now more than 11 o'clock in the evening, and the ratings of the show are still rising.
It's against the sky!
Now the ratings of the program have risen to 1.9, and it is about to break the trend of 2.
And the popularity of the whale live broadcast room is as high as more than 100 million. If it weren't for the live webcast, which took away a lot of viewers, Director Qian estimated that the ratings would have already broken 2.
Director Qian pressed down his pounding heart and looked at the picture.
At this time, Wang Huan on the stage had already opened his eyes and began to speak.
"Thank you for the invitation of the program team of the "Chinese Poetry Competition" and let me be a special guest here tonight. Originally, I was a little afraid to take on this honor, so tonight, I have been abiding by my duty, and I sat tremblingly in my position and did not speak. â
When I said this, a lot of people started rolling their eyes.
Is there still a time when your Wang Huan doesn't dare to take responsibility?
Look at tonight, several of the most famous poets of the moment are about to be depressed by you, this is called not daring to take responsibility? This is called trembling?
However, many people do have some disagreeable Zhao Zeyuan's high-minded attitude, especially when they eliminated the girl who wrote "Bright Culture" in the student competition, which is really too harsh. So everyone didn't talk about it, and they all listened carefully to Wang Huan's words.
Wang Huan paused for a moment and continued: "I know my identity, and I have written a few modern poems before. Compared with many modern poets who have a lot of works, it is indeed a bit unqualified to sit here. However, when it comes to opinions on modern poetry, I think I am still not inferior to others, so for the comments of several judges, I inevitably have some different opinions in my heart just now. So when the host asked, I expressed this disagreement. Isn't this normal? Culture, isn't it just a requirement to share while reserving differences? In this way, a hundred flowers can bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend, and we can make progress in exchanges?"
"I'm surprised that some people don't want to hear this. What's the matter? Is it true that you have been sitting in that position for a long time and have not been able to listen to different opinions? You can only be happy if you are praising you? Is this kind of thinking conducive to the development of modern poetry? I think it is seriously restricted. â
These words came out.
The audience began to talk a lot.
The netizens who watched the live broadcast were completely boiling.
Finished!
The Poison King is going berserk!
They rarely see Wang Huan going crazy, and the last time it seems to be at the Modu International Piano Festival. That time, even the international pianist Joyce was trampled under his feet.
This time, it seems that those poets are going to be miserable.
As for the faces of Zhao Zeyuan and the other four, they had become extremely ugly, and their eyes were cold.
Wang Huan has completely torn his face.
Backstage, the assistant asked, "Director Qian, what should I do......?"
Director Qian shook his head: "Continue the live broadcast, Wang Huan's words are not in violation, let's take a look at ......"
Well...... Look again.
On the other side, Qu Mingfeng laughed: "Haha, that's right, that's how it should be." â
Wan Xiwen also smiled: "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, Wang Huan, this kid is simple." When others meet someone like Zhao Zeyuan, they must be trembling and trembling, and they don't dare to say anything. He's fine, he doesn't have the slightest fear. â
Qu Mingfeng said proudly: "Young people should be like this, without losing their sharpness!" But it's not enough to scold now, it's useless to just grind your mouth, it will only make Zhao Zeyuan and them even more angry." I don't know what Wang Xiaozi will do next. â
on stage.
Wang Huan's voice continued: "As a literati with a certain social status, you can be noble, you can be arrogant, or you can be high and ignore others. But when you're commenting on others or educating them, remember your sense of purpose in this moment. Because you are not only representing you personally, but also taking responsibility for the inheritance of culture. If you are in that position, you must have that sense of responsibility, otherwise you will stand in the pit and not. Other than that...... I don't agree with the idea that I have made outstanding achievements in literature and think that I am great. If you really want to talk about social contributions, it is estimated that the hard-working farmers are better than you. As literati, what else do you have besides being a scholar?"
Speaking of which.
It can be said that it is equivalent to Wang Huan pointing his nose and scolding.
Zhao Zeyuan was so angry that they almost turned their backs, and their faces turned red.
But they couldn't refute it yet, because Wang Huan didn't say a word to humiliate them throughout the whole text, as if he was talking about a debate competition. But everyone understood that Wang Huan was scolding them.
With this feeling, they were so aggrieved that they wanted to commit suicide.
Wang Huan's words suddenly changed:
"Speaking of the bookish spirit, I suddenly felt that there was a poem that was very appropriate, so I took this opportunity to read it to everyone. As for the name of the poem, since I was inspired by it, then it should be called "Miscellaneous Feelings". â
"Miscellaneous Feelings"
"The immortals and Buddhas have not yet succeeded, and they only know that the night is uneven.
The wind canopy is full of sad songs, and the mud is stained with a thin name.
Nine out of ten people are white-eyed, and none of them are scholars.
Mo is sad because of the poems, and the spring birds and autumn insects make their own sounds. â
Wang Huan's words were clear, and the whole poem sounded clearly in everyone's ears.
And then......
The audience was dumbfounded.
The host Sisi was also dumbfounded.
Qian Dao, who was drinking water in the background, squirted out a mouthful of water.
Qu Mingfeng, who was still laughing just now, was stunned.
Wan Xiwen is the boss with an open mouth.
This...... This......
Nine out of ten people are blind! None of them are scholars!
Nima, this is a special scolding to death, this kind of scolding is different from Wang Huan's trickery just now. Generally speaking, in ancient times, why were the literati the most terrible? Even the emperor Dì Dū did not dare to offend them easily? Because they knew how to use a pen, and the pen did not see blood when killing people. If the emperor does something to a literati, and the other party writes a famous piece of scolding through the ages, then this emperor is equivalent to leaving a stench for 10,000 years.
And now, no one thought that in order to scold Zhao Zeyuan, Wang Huan actually wrote a poem on purpose. What's even more incredible is that this poem is very well written. Especially the sentence "Nine out of ten people are white-eyed, and none of them are scholars." "It's just wonderful, ordinary speaking, but everywhere is amazing, showing that scholars are useless fools in the eyes of the world, but they are still arrogant and unkind.
Zhao Zeyuan and the other four looked at it and almost fainted on the spot.
One by one, his lips trembled with anger, and his face turned pale.