Director Sun watched Su Huai win the championship, and he had fallen into ecstasy, Suzuki Suzuki, Chen Yangyunyun is no longer important, with Su Huai, their poetry and music program will be the overlord of the same type of program in the future. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking of his distrust of Su Huai, Director Sun was very annoyed, this is their 11 treasures.

Fortunately, this Su Huai won the vote, if he was defeated by Chen Yang's shady scenes, if he ran away in a bad mood, then his grandson would really vomit blood and die.

With the host Li Shuai, he took the microphone and said excitedly: "Let's congratulate Mr. Xiao Su on winning the crown of this year's "Chinese Good Poetry" with an overwhelming advantage~ Please come up and say a few words for our audience friends." ”

The audience applauded thunderously.

Lao Xiao, Xiao Zhang, and Xiao Wang all laughed and patted Su Huai's shoulder and said, "Come up, go up." "Take the floor and thank the audience for supporting you. ”

Qiu Shuzhen also said with a smile: "Xiao Su, if we win the championship this time, we must be angry with them." ”

Seeing the unwillingness in Qiu Shuzhen's eyes, Su Huai also showed a smile on the corner of his mouth and nodded: "Okay, then be angry with them." ”

Do I like to bully people?Of course not~ Do I like to be bullied?How is it possible!?

I stand here, facing thousands of eyes, I know that I not only represent myself, but also the entire Chinese civilization, sorry ~ the people of the whole country, you have been represented again~

Alas, I have such a great responsibility on my shoulders, if I don't be a little better and become a big person, the great works I take out will be satirized and slandered by you kings like the "March of the Volunteers".

In short, my dedication is forced out by you people! I am afraid of trouble, but trouble always comes to me, so I decided that the only way to do this is to become someone else's trouble, so that others dare not trouble me!

Okay, now it's time for me to speak.

Su Huai stepped onto the stage under the watchful eye of everyone.

Su Huai's radiant performance tonight has completely conquered everyone, and even those who have scolded him before clapped their hands vigorously, wanting to express their excitement about loving this handsome and peerless poetry genius.

"Teacher Xiao Su, what do you have to say about winning the award, and do you have anything to say to the audience?" Li Shuai's smile was full of flattery at the moment, for fear of offending this big celebrity.

Su Huai nodded, took the microphone, and looked around at the faces below that were red from excitement, as if the whole world was boiling for him, but no one knew that his heart was as calm as ice.

Yes, I didn't have joy, I didn't get excited, and I even felt a little bored, because I saw that the Chinese audience was so rudderless and had no sense of interest in their position, they were just used to worshipping the strong, instead of sticking to what they loved in their hearts.

These people are really superficial...... I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, took the microphone and was silent for a while, and decided to wake them up.

"It seems that Xiao Su is always too excited after winning the championship, and he is so excited that he can't speak, let us congratulate him with more enthusiastic applause~" Li Shuai saw that the scene was a little dry, and hurriedly helped Su Huai play the round.

More enthusiastic and crazy applause rang out, and many viewers were fanatically and forgetfully shouting "Su Huai!Poetry and Song Saint~!" "Su Huai! Poetry and Song Saint~!"

There is no doubt that in the art of poetry, Su Huai is worthy of the word "saint", because he is destined to be an epoch-making figure, and poetry and music will be two completely different things before and after he appears.

What is surprising is that Su Huai looked at the fanatical crowd below, but he was not the slightest excited, but pressed his hand calmly:

"Please stop applauding......"

Low-key, haha Mr. Xiaosu's style is this low-key, the audience all smiled knowingly, waiting for Su Huai to say something grateful to them.

We love you so much, you must thank us, with our support in the future, you will definitely be famous in the world literary circles in the future.

Su Huai frowned slightly, looking at all the people below:

"Thank you to those who have always supported me, those who have scolded and insulted my work, please don't applaud, you don't have to be excited and proud of me, because I am not your ......"

In an instant, the audience fell silent, and everyone was stunned, what was going on, how could Mr. Xiao Su say that, was he holding a grudge?

People are emotional, the audience has scolded him before, it's normal for him to feel uncomfortable, it's understandable, but now he's winning the championship! I'm about to become famous overnight, no matter how uncomfortable I am at this time, I have to say something beautiful, what is he doing now!?

Director Sun, Lao Chu, and Lao Liu are all stupid......

Su Huai's face was still full of indifference, and he looked at everyone with calm eyes:

"These works of mine belong to the Chinese nation that has been enslaved by foreigners, whose homes have been destroyed, whose relatives have been slaughtered, and who can still stiffen their bones without kneeling, and at this moment...... You haven't been influenced by my work yet...... You are not in a position to applaud me. ”

Su Huai said, looking down and all the people in front of the camera, his eyes did not have any emotional waves, and said slowly:

"Because I am a Chinese civilization, only real Chinese people are qualified to share these prides with me, and these prides are worthy of being the descendants of Yan and Huang, and you...... Not worthy for the time being. ”

Saying that, Su Huai put down the microphone, and everyone in the audience looked at him deadly, unable to believe what they had heard.

Oh my God...... ...... Empty eyes, these words are not enough to describe the person in front of him......

There are people in this world who dare to claim that they are the civilization of a country, and the Chinese people who have been nurtured by his works are worthy of being called the real Chinese people, who does he think he is, Socrates, Jesus, or Shakyamuni?

The audience in front of the TV listened to these extremely ridiculous words, but they couldn't laugh at all, and some of them scolded angrily and ashamedly: "What are you talking about, do you still need to decide whether I am from China or not, do you think you are the president of the country!?"

"This little bastard is simply lawless. It was as if Su Huai was pointing his nose and scolding them.

But there are still many people, seeing Su Huai's radiant performance tonight, looking at his peaceful and elegant face, there is an incomparable sense of admiration in their hearts.

Su Huai was right! Huaxia should not be a nation, not a country, but a kind of civilization inheritance!

This is the capital of a country and a nation, otherwise why don't we surrender directly in the Great Patriotic War, and those Japan, the new European army, who are stronger than us, directly join them?

Because we are Chinese, this is our land, the origin of our civilization, and no one can dominate us except ourselves!