The fat brother who entered from the staff passage repeatedly confirmed the seat number of the ticket stub in his hand, and then sat down on the seat in the front row, and pointed to the seat next to him a little unnaturally: "This is your position." ”

He Linghui hummed softly, then pulled up her long skirt and sat down beside the fat brother.

He Linghui has a pair of straight and slender legs, many times she will choose short skirts or shorts, I don't know what's going on today, the ghost changed into a navy blue long skirt like a god, looking at the fat brother's same navy blue coat, there is a little joy in my heart, but it is more complicated that people can't understand.

Zheng Hengmin, the location host of the SBS "Idol" program group from South Korea, also sat down next to the fat brother, and the other two program team staff sat behind the three of them, and waited for the show to start after setting up the machine.

Zheng Hengmin swept around the audience, turned his head to the camera and said with a pompous face: "It's really unimaginable that a program that studies poetry can have so many viewers, and this Chinese poetry conference has reached its second season, is this the cultural heritage of China? I am afraid that no one will ever watch such a program in South Korea." ”

After speaking, he looked at the fat brother with a curious face and said, "Professor Zhou, I heard that I will also recite your works today, right? I used to like poetry very much when I was in school......

Every time I hear Zheng Hengmin shouting Professor Zhou, He Linghui can't help but want to laugh, Zhou Otherwise, this thing is really too bad taste, but when I think of Zhou Otherwise, he was really hired as a visiting professor by the School of Liberal Arts of Beijing University, He Linghui is convinced again, such an excellent man, not to mention that she doesn't have one by her side, I'm afraid the whole circle can't find a second one, it's a pity......

"Yes, there are my works. ”

The fat brother replied with a smile.

"Professor Zhou is worthy of being a professor, he is so good at acting, and he can write poetry......"

When Zheng Hengmin slapped the rainbow fart, the fat brother quietly glanced at He Linghui, but He Linghui was also peeking at him, and the two of them collided with each other.

it, it's even more embarrassing!

SBS's cameras were unable to capture the scene, but one of the cameras at the poetry conference succeeded in capturing the scene.

The sound in the venue sounded the on-site staff to remind the show that the show was about to start, and the audience who were still walking around immediately sat back in their seats, and soon the lights on the scene slowly dimmed, and some small figures could be seen walking onto the stage from both sides of the stage, and after standing still, after ten or so seconds, there was a soothing piano sound with a little sadness on the field.

Immediately afterwards, the lights on the stage slowly lit up, illuminating the people on the stage, and the immature faces were all children.

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. ”

The faint sound of the piano is accompanied by a sweet children's voice, as the fat brother said, but it seems more pathetic, almost all the audience has heard this song, but as soon as the children's singing comes out, many viewers still can't help but red their eyes.

Fat Brother also overheard this children's version of the Song Ci compilation album in his previous life, composed by the famous musician Gao Qi, giving new "life" and meaning to the unchanged Song Ci.

The immature children's voice is like a key, easily opening the memories locked in the depths of everyone's minds, and for a while, the audience seemed to be pointed, just looking at the words on the big screen behind the stage stupidly, and their eyes were confused.

Even Zheng Hengmin frowned and looked at the children's choir on the stage with a "bitter hatred", as if he could really understand.

"I came back to my hometown in a dream, Xiaoxuan window, and I was dressing up.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. ”

The cooperation between the various voices, like the waves hitting the shore, one after another continues to push this pathetic mood to a climax, the fat brother quietly glanced back at the audience, although it is not real, but you can roughly see many viewers quietly reaching out and rubbing their eyes......

"It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka.

It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”

The last sentence was sung twice, accompanied by the faint sound of the piano, and this unique opening "word" kicked off the second season of the poetry conference.

"Hello to the audience at the scene and in front of the TV, I'm Xie Xin.

"Chinese Poetry Conference" is an annual meeting with everyone, this year is the second year, we have walked hand in hand through a spring, summer, autumn and winter, let us in the "Poetry Conference" on the stage of the four seasons, once again to feel the brilliant glory of Chinese civilization, taste the poetic life, see the scenery of the four seasons.

This "Jiangchengzi" is the work of the famous poet Zhou Ran, the lovesickness of heaven and man forever, who can know the taste, a sentence of ten years of life and death but the pain of lovesickness, I am honored that Zhou Ranor also came to the scene of our program today, let us give him applause again, thank him for the wonderful works he brought us. ”

How to control a poetry feast is an insurmountable challenge for many hosts, but Xie Xin can rely on his profound cultural heritage and all kinds of poems to show his style at the poetry conference where the masters gather.

As soon as many viewers heard that the fat brother had also arrived at the scene, almost the entire audience stood up, and the audience in the back row even stood on the chairs, stretching their necks to see where the fat brother was, and the fat brother had to stand up and turn around and wave to the surrounding audience, I don't know who took the lead in applauding, and the sparse applause instantly turned into thunderous applause, and the fat brother had to fold his hands again and again to express his panic and gratitude.

"When the audience heard that Professor Zhou was also on the scene, they all spontaneously gave a standing ovation, it seems that Professor Zhou is indeed a great person in Huaxia!"

Jung Hyung-min whispered to the camera behind him.

Coming to Huaxia as a location host, Zheng Hengmin can certainly understand Mandarin, but looking at his expression, he seems to be a little skeptical about the identity of the fat brother as a popular star in Huaxia?

Seeing that Zheng Hengmin applauded more vigorously than anyone else, the fat brother said in his heart that this stick host is okay, he can actually understand this poem, just thinking about Zheng Hengmin, he came over, looked at the fat brother with an ignorant face and asked in a low voice: "Professor Zhou, what is this poem about?"

Your sister, Lao Tzu really thinks highly of you!

...............

Several of the contestants in this episode performed very well, I don't know if it was because of the "master" of Fat Brother watching from below or for some other reason.

"Thank you again to the contestants who came to the show today, thank you for presenting us with a feast of poetry...... This episode of the show is over here, and in the next episode, Xie Xin and everyone will see you soon!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa......"

Jung Hyung-min, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by the earth-shattering applause, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then looked back at the two SBS employees who were traveling with him with a confused face, and asked in Korean, "It's over?"

His understanding of Chinese is limited to everyday expressions such as "hello goodbye eaten", poetry is too high, not to mention that he can't understand a stick, that is, many Chinese people are estimated to have to listen to the eyelids fight.

Seeing that the show was almost over, in order to avoid being surrounded, the fat brother glanced at He Linghui, and got up and left the studio hall from the staff passage as soon as possible.

Seeing that the audience next to him was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, they wanted to call the fat brother, but they were afraid of disturbing the recording of the show, so they had to watch him slip away.

He didn't know that his "audience show" today was in trouble again.