There was silence on the other end of the radio, and there was no sound other than the cacophony of sizzling signals.

"What's wrong, why don't you speak?" Tong Chuanhai's face was full of worry.

"Maybe it's okay to drink water, it's normal to drink saliva after talking for so long. ”

Chen Lei said this, but in fact, he thought to himself, this girl won't be dumbfounded by herself, right?

I may indeed be a little bigger.

In fact, not only the radio hostess Tong Yao was a little dumbfounded, but the listeners who were in front of the radio were all stunned.

Originally, everyone listened to this big brother who said that he wanted to make up the poem, but they didn't take it seriously, and they all felt that it was estimated that it was a guy who felt very good about himself.

Then the female host of the radio station praised each other again, and the business boasted to each other, encouraging the other party not to give up governance...... dreams, continue to insist on literary creation, it's over, and you can move on to the next link.

As a result, this connected young man actually produced a hit song that is no less than Chen Lei's "Rain Alley"!

This was beyond everyone's expectations!

The Chinese poetry scene has been silent for so long, why did two talented young poets emerge in just two or three days?

This is not scientific!

In addition to the live broadcast of "Listen to Me at Night" on the radio, the webcast is also carried out simultaneously, and the comment area there has been fried.

"This is a rehearsal, right? How could it be that the first connection after the revamp of the show was connected to such a powerful guy, and it also completed Mr. Chen Lei's new work on the spot?

"Impossible, this poem can't be faked, and you can't rehearse such a good poem a hundred times! If our sister Yaoyao really had that resource, she wouldn't have been suppressed in the middle of the night. ”

"One thing to say, indeed. ”

In less than a day, two modern poems of such a high level broke out in the literary world, which was lively. ”

"By the way, this poem is really as good as you guys?"

"Blow? Do you have any misunderstanding of modern poetry? If you can write such awesome modern poetry, let alone blowing poetry with you, I can blow it with you!"

"Let me tell you this, this level of poetry is destined to be passed on to future generations, and your children will have to recite and write the whole text silently when they go to school in the future. ”

"Damn, listening to what I said upstairs, is it too late for me to strangle that kid to death along the phone line?"

"It's just a few lines, be content. One day, if Mr. Chen Lei or this person comes up with a whole prose full of rare words, you can cry. ”

Not only the comment area of the radio station, but also many netizens ran to Chen Lei's Weibo to leave a message, and posted the poem of this mysterious listener, hoping that Mr. Chen Lei could respond.

Unfortunately, Mr. Chen Lei did not respond.

Of course, our beloved teacher Chen Lei couldn't have any response, because he was holding the phone at the moment, sitting in a taxi driving late at night.

After a short period of stunned, Tong Yao also recovered.

"Well, listener, did you really write this poem yourself?"

"Of course. Chen Lei's face was not red or panting.

Tong Yao said: "Then is it convenient to reveal your name? Your poem is so well written, if it is not signed, it is really a pity." ”

"The surname is Chen. Chen Lei said casually: "Call me Chen Beixuan." ”

"This, Mr. Chen Beixuan, on behalf of the program team of "Listen to Me at Night", I officially invite you to our program as a guest, do you have this willingness?"

When the taxi arrived, Chen Lei left a sentence of "let's talk about it", hung up the phone and got off.

With a wave of his sleeves, no clouds were left behind.

Fares included.

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Back at the rental house, I finally didn't have to eat instant noodles tonight, washed and turned on the computer, and was immediately startled by the overwhelming news on Weibo.

After a whole day of fermentation, the popularity of the poem "Rain Alley" has reached its peak.

clicked on a few @ own big Vs, and found that even the Weibo of Huaxia National TV was forwarded, and he also praised himself with a text.

Although it is only the Weibo of the variety channel of Huaxia National Television, the number of fans has been thrown out of a few streets by those emotional V, chicken soup V, and meat V, but this means that his work has been officially recognized after all.

After opening the inbox again and filtering out the ordinary people who eat melons, several cultural variety shows of provincial TV stations sent private messages to invite them.

This era is similar to the original era, after the rapid development of the economy, the strength of the country, and the improvement of living standards, a wave of national literature fever has been set off in the society, and various cultural programs such as "Poetry Conference" and "Famous Forum" have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

However, this kind of show, if it is a competition for who can memorize a lot of ancient poems or ancient texts, it is still presentable, but if it is a competition for original poetry, it is a group of rookies pecking at each other, and they can't bear to look at each other.

So after seeing Chen Lei, a rising literary star, he immediately surrounded him like a shark smelling blood.

Chen Lei didn't mind going to the cave to make some money, and bragging about each other with those bald and greasy "literary giants".

However, this appearance fee is too low, right?

The highest did not exceed 20,000.

Chen Lei thought to himself, let alone Wu Mengdie, a big star who is now popular. Even if Wu Mengdie didn't go to the hurdle of "staying at the door at night" and became the eighteenth line, she went to stand on a platform for the real estate and shouted two voices, which is estimated to be higher than her appearance fee.

What made Chen Lei even more speechless was that there was actually a private message from the director of a large-scale variety show on a certain star TV station, and he didn't give the venue fee, but he also hinted that he gave him activities, and he could help him get on this show.

Big brother, are you going to be funny?

Want to peach?

This Nima is too much of a poet and not a big name, right?

Chen Lei directly rolled back.

was a little depressed by a few private messages, Chen Lei opened the comment area to see how sand sculpture netizens bragged about themselves.

The comment area is indeed very lively, in addition to expressing comments on the poem "Rain Alley", because of the broadcast of "Listen to Me at Night", many new netizens have poured in, hoping to comment on the poem themselves.

After listening to the broadcast, many listeners came to verify whether Chen Lei was really handsome and charming, and unconsciously, the titles of "national male god" and "national husband" also spread.

In recent years, there are far fewer sand sculpture netizens than in later generations, and the stalk culture has not yet fully become popular.

After Chen Lei watched it for more than two hours, he felt that it was boring and not very interesting.

It's still more than ten years later, and the colorful world full of sand sculptures is really nostalgic.

was on the hot search, the number of fans rose by more than 100,000, was forwarded by various big Vs, was certified by the official micro of the national television station, and received a bunch of invitations that were tasteless and discarded.

The poem "Rain Alley" is destined to be passed on to future generations, but the impact on Chen Lei at this stage basically stops there.

If you want to go to the next level, you need to find a way out from other places.

What's more, the situation he witnessed in front of the cinema tonight caused a great shock to Chen Lei.

Is it true that our cultural output can't take anything else except martial arts?