Although Yang Fan's heart was about to explode, he still stood up slowly and stared at Xu Tailai on the stage with lazy eyes, and the two looked at each other like this.

"Why is this person like this, this is obviously to ruin Mr. Yang's future, this kind of thing that harms others and is not beneficial to oneself can be done, it's too much!"

"That is, he still says that he is a poet and a writer, and he has no demeanor or bearing at all. ”

"Teacher Xiao Yang, it's really not easy to get to where you are today, and now it's a live broadcast, how much impact does this have to have!"

Not only the colleagues below, but even some viewers couldn't watch it.

Yes, in their opinion, Yang Fan may not be comparable to these people. However, aren't all literati supposed to be graceful?

Besides, if you win, you have a fair comparison, then everyone will admit it, but what are you doing now? Are you using public opinion to exert pressure?

Can you figure out whose home field is here? To put it mildly, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, let alone attack our anchor here.

Radio and television are all live broadcasts, Xu Tai's words were directly transmitted, and the comments under Weibo and related videos exploded.

"Where did this old gobble come from?

"They are the leaders of the Writers' Association and the representatives of authority. He said that there is a problem with Mr. Yang's poems, and it is estimated that there are some problems!"

"No, I've read all the poems written by Mr. Yang, not only ancient poems or ancient words, or modern poems, they are all rare masterpieces!"

"Then who knows, but other authoritative sources say so, it is estimated that things are like this, besides, I think that you have deified Yang Fan, he said bluntly, he is a 20-year-old hairy boy, even if he starts to write poetry from his mother's womb, it is estimated that it is very ordinary. ”

"I see, it's made by hype, this person has no lower limit, I want to take off my fans!"

"The powder has changed the way, actually, my hype is too shameless!"

The crowd base of this party is too large, even Yang Fan's die-hard fans are only a small part of it, and they can't make any waves at all, and they can't even lift their heads when they are pressed.

It has to be said that having an official title plays a very important role in judging the influence of the people.

Yang Fan is just a rookie anchor, even if he has a pivotal position on the online article. But after all, the foundation of online literature is too shallow to confront traditional literature.

In addition, in the eyes of most people now, online literature is synonymous with not doing business. In this way, Yang Fan's reputation is declining sharply, and even the reputation of his works has been questioned.

The level of literature is very mysterious, and the understanding of ordinary people is also very limited, most of them look at who has a high official position or deep qualifications, then who writes well.

Yang Fan is just a newcomer, and he is a high-ranking leader, and the comparison of strength between the two is already very obvious.

I have to say that Xu Tailai's move today really forced Yangfan to the extreme, and even said that he wanted to suppress Yang Fan at one time.

Yang Fan's eyes were very cold, and the corner of his eyes glanced at Sun Ning on the side, he could feel that this woman was not simple. Maybe it's the helpers these people have asked for.

Zhou Zheng on the side, his handsome face was full of struggle. In all fairness, he recognized Yang Fan in his heart. Especially the song "To the Oak Tree", he also used it to confess to his girlfriend. But now he is very optimistic about Yang Fan in his heart, after all, he is the big leader of the Writers' Association, and Yang Fan can't be compared in terms of identity and status.

But looking at his colleagues, who actually flattered these people so much, Zhou Zheng gritted his teeth fiercely, "Mr. Xu, I don't know what's wrong with those poems, can you please explain them to us in detail, so that we outsiders can have an understanding." ”

He was very resentful of this kind of behavior of stammering with the leader, after all, his identity is also a host, although one is a radio host and the other is a TV host, but he can barely be called a colleague.

Xu Tai looked at the young man's questioning tone, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, if he wasn't in such a camera environment, he probably would have thrown up his sleeves and left.

In the writer's association, Liu Yuanzhang saw the stitches, strode up, naturally took the microphone from Sun Ning's hand, and said softly: "That's the case, when we came today, Director Xu was already a little uncomfortable. Let me explain?"

As he spoke, he looked at Xu Tailai, the other party nodded, and then he said: "Commenting on poetry, I still have some insight." Then I'll make a long story short, the "To the Oak Tree" that was popular on the Internet a few days ago is not the first love poem in my opinion. How to say, I can't see the god of this poem, as if it is only relying on the popularity of the Internet that it has been sought after by everyone. As for the author of this poem, I won't comment on it much, I believe that after yesterday's events, everyone has already seen it. ”

He said all this lightly and walked off the stage with a smile.

Zhou Zheng's face was very embarrassed, but he still stiffened and asked, "Is this really the case?"

Xu Tai came to look at the confused audience below, and felt that although most people recognized him, someone was on Yang Fan's side after all. And this kid will definitely be trampled to death if he spoils his financial path.

"Then why don't you do it, when I came over just now, I happened to see Mr. Yang, who has a literary frequency, coming, or let's invite him up on the spot to make a New Year's Day poem, and then I will judge his poem well, so that I can give you a more complete explanation, and I can be more familiar with everyone's understanding, can you see it?"

Zhou Zheng's face changed suddenly, although he recognized Yang Fan, he didn't feel that Yang Fan was the opponent of these people.

But Sun Ning, who was on the side, said with a smile on his face: "This dare is good, to be honest, I also like poetry, and it is also a good thing to let Mr. Xu explain it well today." ”

Speaking of this, she suddenly changed her words, looked at the audience below, and raised her voice by a few decibels, "I just don't know if Mr. Yang is willing to come up, or let's forget it?"

"Then how can it be counted, Mr. Yang is also a poetry lover, come up and make a poem, let us open our eyes!" Liu Yuanzhang said with a smile at the bottom, not giving Yang Fan a chance to refute at all.

"That's okay, but we just don't know if Mr. Yang Fan has any works written for this New Year's Day, if not, I guess I won't even be able to compete!"

The two of them sang and harmonized, and the audience was stunned.

Zhou Zheng's face turned red with anger, he felt that this group of people was too shameless, and now standing on the stage, his face was panicked.

You people are all ready to come to the competition, Mr. Yang Fan didn't receive the notice of the competition at all, but now you have to wait for work, and you are the so-called poetry lovers in your eyes, this kind of behavior, I'm afraid you don't even want your face, right?

Thinking of this, Zhou Zheng turned his gaze to the leaders on the side, hoping that these leaders could understand the reason and fight this mess back for Yang Fan.

Unexpectedly, Deputy Director Lu, who was wearing a navy blue suit, smiled like a chrysanthemum with an old face, and said with a microphone: "Hmm...... I think this thing is okay, firstly, it can give a sample to the audience at the scene, as well as the listeners and audience friends in front of the radio and mobile phones. These two can be regarded as revealing the exchanges between our literary and artistic workers and the predecessors of the Writers' Association, anyway, it is an academic exchange, and I don't think there is anything wrong with this matter. ”

He said these words lightly, but falling on Yang Fan's body was tantamount to a thunderbolt from the sky.

Yang Fan's face was very gloomy, he guessed that it was impossible for Director Lu to let him go easily, but he didn't expect that he was waiting for him here.

In the center of the stage, Zhou Zheng didn't expect that as the leader of the radio station, he could agree to such a very unreasonable request.

What is he trying to do? Could it be that Yang Fan is unlucky, and he will be happy when he is expelled?

I don't know who it was, and a spotlight was on Yang Fan's body. Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Fan, Yang Fan was originally very angry, but slowly, he actually smiled.

Is it really a bunch of people who don't know how to live and die, and want to put me to death?

Liu Yan on the side squeezed over from the side of the seat, her handsome face was full of anger, she gritted her silver teeth, and said in a low voice: "Teacher Yang, these people are bullying us, are you still going to endure it?"

The little girl Huang Yu, who is also one of Yangfan's supporters and admirers, saw these people persecuting Yang Fan so much, she also waved her little fist, and said viciously: "Brother Xiao Yang, go on, give them some color and see!"

Aunt Zhang was sitting next to Yang Fan, she was also a violent temper, and now when she saw someone questioning their literary frequency, she almost rolled up her sleeves and went up for Yang Fan.

Li Ming, who was sitting behind Yang Fan, could be regarded as seizing the opportunity now, and hurriedly sarcastically said: "Don't go up, it's embarrassing to go up." ”

The cloud anchor sat next to Li Ming, and he was also very unoptimistic, "Xiao Yang, don't go up after listening to my advice, it's useless to go up anyway." ”

"These people are so shameless, who doesn't know that they are learning this, now compare what they are best at with Teacher Yang Fan, they are really embarrassed, they have the ability to compare stories with Teacher Yang?"

Below, whether it is the audience or colleagues, there is a human body Yang Fan supports, Yang Fan looked at the people around, but he stomped his feet fiercely, and then went up without hesitation.

"Teacher Yang, you can go up, but you have to think carefully about the results. ”

"It's just that for such an event, it's worth losing your job!"

Yang Fan turned a deaf ear to these people's words, and he walked up in stride.

Those people in the Writers' Association, in fact, just had the idea of stepping on Yang Fan, but they didn't expect that this guy would dare to come up. All of them were holding their hands to their chests, clearly wanting to see Yang Fan's jokes.

In the complex emotions of the audience below, Yang Fan stepped onto the stage step by step, to be honest, it was the first time he came to such a big stage, but it was very strange, he did not have the nervous atmosphere of others, but felt very comfortable in everyone's eyes.

I have to say that if you want to become a famous star in the world, this shameless temperament is a must.

You want to punch me in the face, huh?

Slander the poems I write, there's no level, right?

Then I'll see what kind of ability you so-called seniors are today!

Zhou Zheng saw Yang Fan walking up, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Teacher Yang, if you think about it again, it takes time to make poems after all." ”

Yang Fan glanced at him gratefully, but waved his hand, "That's not necessary, since everyone in the Writers' Association wants to read my poems, then let everyone understand it today!"

What? You're going to improvise?

Liu Yuanzhang glanced at Yang Fan with disdain, bragging, not making drafts, and improvising? I really think it's so easy to write poems, don't talk about me, even if you are the most powerful poet now, you can't do it without a while.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't have to think, there was already a poem in his mind. This poem, in that distant time and space, is a household name.

He didn't want to do things so desperately, but these people have done this job, and he can't bear it anymore.

Yang Fan looked at the people below, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, took the microphone from Zhou Zheng's hand, took two steps forward, and said with a confident smile: "In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu." ”

As soon as this poem came out, not only the writers' association, but even the audience below were stunned for a moment, Zhang Fan turned out to be an ancient poem.

In the midst of everyone's puzzlement, Yang Fan continued to say in a joyful voice: "Thousands of households always exchange new peaches for old charms. ”