Su Ye slowly stood up, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and slowly picked up the rice paper on his table.

"The title of my poem is 'Will Enter the Wine.' ”

Su Ye had a frivolous smile on his face at this time, and his whole person seemed to have changed a little.

Whenever he recites a poem, Su Ye will try to integrate himself into the artistic conception.

Now, Su Ye feels that he is the dashing poet fairy who will enter the wine and never stop the cup, how fast!

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

Su Ye read, his voice became higher and higher, and a rebellious smile appeared on his face, as if there was nothing else on the stage in his eyes, only him.

Wang Yi on the judges' bench couldn't help clapping his hands, his face flushed slightly because of excitement.

"Good!

Wang Yi looked at Su Ye, and the people who were wantonly swaying their pen and ink on the stage at the moment seemed to be Su Ye in peacetime!

This kind of free and open-minded attitude to life, this kind of wanton and casual, timely and happy attitude of life, is indeed the yearning of many people!

Su Ye was on the stage, as if the poet immortal in parallel time and space was possessed, and his whole body was full of the spiritual charm of the immortals.

In contrast, the rest of the literature on the stage couldn't help but be a little overshadowed.

Ouyang Xue in the audience looked at Su Ye, her eyes were full of admiration, this is his true face!

Unruly, reckless!

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Mu Yan on the judges' bench couldn't help but praise.

Although he is a master of modern literature, he has also studied ancient literature.

"Will Enter the Wine" is really a rare poem!

Dean Li on the side pouted when he looked at it, and even if he didn't like Su Ye again, he still applauded.

The audience burst into cheers, and applause rang out like thunder.

Many viewers' faces turned red, and they repeatedly muttered that I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone.

This kind of open-mindedness makes the people on the field feel a burst of enthusiasm!

I am born to be useful, the immediate failure is only temporary, over this mountain, they will see our name!

On the online live broadcast platform, the barrage has not been less since Su Ye appeared, and the song "Will Enter the Wine" has reached a peak!

"Don't talk about spicy, I will go to endorse spicy first. ”

"He has always had a hand at writing poetry!"

"Let's whisper first, I personally feel that Su Ye's poem is better than everyone else's. (Is it because his poems are the longest?)"

"Don't blow it, don't black it, this poem is better than other!"

"Listening to the Chinese teacher's class is fun, and you have to look at Su Ye to really learn Chinese. (Dog's Head)"

“......”

At this moment, many netizens who were surfing the Internet saw what literary exchange conference Su Ye participated in, so they were naturally curious to come in and take a look.

Recently, Su Ye's popularity is called second, and no one dares to call it first!

Many netizens clicked in with a curious mentality.

The popularity of the Literary Exchange Conference has reached more than 100 million!

It's even more exaggerated than last time!

At this moment on the stage, Su Ye finished reciting the poem, and then slowly sat down.

showed an elegant and easy-going smile, making people can't believe that the reckless and unruly person just now was Su Ye in front of him.

The male host standing on the side was slightly stunned, and found that it was over, and a trace of regret flashed on his face, and then slowly came to the stage, showing a smiling face, and said: "Thank you very much for the good work, after a short break, you will enter the next song exchange." ”

After that, the male host walked off the stage, and the female host slowly came on stage, and she will host the next song exchange.

The guests on the field also sat relaxed, waiting for the next performance.

Several guests couldn't help but look at Su Ye, their eyes were a little complicated.

Such a casual attitude can also make a poem like "Will Enter the Wine"?

At first, these guests more or less looked down on Su Ye, but now they don't have the slightest idea of that.

"Xijiang Moon" and "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" only knew after listening to others talk about it, so naturally they were not so shocking to watch Su Ye compose poems on the spot.

And now that they have witnessed Su Ye make a song "Will Enter the Wine", everyone also understands that Su Ye is qualified to step on this stage.

Not because of Wang Yi's face, but with his own literary background!

But faintly, the guests on the stage seemed to have the intention of isolating Su Ye.

Several guests got together to talk and laugh, only Su Ye sat alone in a chair in a daze, and no one went over to talk to him.

"Oh, I'm old, I'm tired after one game, I won't participate in the next one, you young people come. The old man at table eleven smiled and said slowly.

"Elder Feng won't participate in the next one?" The guests on the stage looked at the slightly older Elder Feng with some surprise.

Feng Lao smiled kindly and nodded.

"Then I won't participate either, I'm not good at lyrics and songs. ”

"Then I'm not going to participate. ”

"Me too. ”

After that, a few more people withdrew with a smile, their level was clear to them, and they were not good at words, it would be better to quit with Feng Lao at this time.

In addition to these few, there will only be six people in the next exchange of lyrics and music culture.

A few people were talking and laughing, and there was a lot of noise in the audience.

"Dean Li, what do you think of "Will Enter the Wine"?" On the judges' bench, Wang Yi looked at Dean Li with a smile and asked.

Dean Li's face on the side was a little ugly, he snorted lightly and said, "It's okay." ”

Looking at Dean Li's deflated appearance, Wang Yi couldn't help laughing.

Mu Yan sat between the two and couldn't help but show a wry smile.

These two people have always looked at each other, whether it is a national event or a small matter of people's livelihood, they can always quarrel.

After a break, the hostess slowly walked onto the stage with a sweet smile on her face and said, "Okay, let's start the second songwriting exchange, and ask the judges to give the theme." ”

There were only six people left on the stage, and the others had already retreated to the audience.

"The lyrics and songs must be Zhang Xiaosong's home field, and I can't afford to make waves even if I think of that Su Ye. A guest who stepped off the stage smiled, looked at Su Ye and said.

The one next to him couldn't help but nodded, lyrics and songs are not the same as poems, so Su Ye can't even be proficient in lyrics and songs!

If this junior is allowed to suppress the limelight, then their faces will not be enough

Lost it all?

They didn't think that Su Ye could write any more good works.

This time, Mu Yan came up with the theme, and after thinking for a while, Mu Yan said: "Then take the Mid-Autumn Festival as the theme and make a song!"

The remaining six people on the stage nodded, indicating that they understood, and then picked up the ink pen, and began to think calmly.

The topic of the Mid-Autumn Festival has been a favorite of literati since ancient times, and this theme is relatively simple.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Xiaosong slowly put down his pen and began to compose lyrics.

However, after a while, the pen and ink in the hands of other people on the stage swayed wantonly, leaving pleasing block letters on the rice paper, and the words were ready.

The other guests couldn't help but look at Su Ye, and saw that he was still in a daze, frowning slightly, a little unhappy.

Is this kind of slowness looking down on everyone in the room?

Su Ye didn't know anything, and was still in a daze at the countdown on the big screen.

Many of the audience members were still reading "Will Enter the Wine", and they forgot many poems after listening to them.

"Will Enter the Wine" can still remember most of it, and it is really powerful.

......

At the same time, in the old mansion of the Su family in the magic capital, Su's father and mother sat in front of the sofa, looking at Su Ye in the TV, and couldn't help but show a smile of relief.

At the beginning, Su's father and Su mother agreed to Su Ye to enter the entertainment industry, but they thought that Su Ye was playful, but they didn't expect to really break into the hall of fame.

"This stinky boy still has a bit of my demeanor back then!" Father Su smiled and said proudly.

Su Mu beside him couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, and said, "Just you, what would you be when you were young?

Father Su looked at his wife, smiled, and did not refute.

"By the way, it seems that Zixuan is coming back from England, do you want to tell Su Ye?" Su Mu remembered something and asked with a worried face.

Father Su also frowned slightly, sighed for a while, and said, "Tell him, this matter can't be hidden." ”

Su Mu had no choice but to nod, and there was no other way.

"When Su Ye comes back, let him come back, and let the fourth uncle see how he is practicing his national arts. Father Su thought about it and said slowly.

These days, he thought about it, and it seemed that the Su family really didn't choose anyone to participate in the national arts competition.

"Okay, then I'll give him a call later. Su Mu nodded, and then said.

Father Su looked at Su Ye sitting lazily on the TV, and couldn't help sighing.

In the days to come, I can't let you be so lazy anymore.

......

Under the watchful eye, Su Ye finally picked up the pen again, and there were only two minutes left in the last minute.

Every time, Su Ye started writing in the last few minutes, and the others had almost finished writing.

All the rice paper from the last session was taken to the outside exhibition.

It is said that the original copy will be preserved by the Faculty of Arts of Dì Dū University and placed in the library for others to see.

Compared with other works, Su Ye's words "Will Enter the Wine" are dwarfed.

Other literary masters have some research on calligraphy, Su Ye has only learned it briefly, although it is quite neat and beautiful, but there is still a big gap.

As soon as the time came, the hostess slowly walked onto the stage with long legs and announced: "When the time comes, please stop writing." ”

The guests on the field put down their pens one after another, and then couldn't help but look at Su Ye.

They wanted to see if Su Ye could write another song comparable to "Will Enter the Wine"!