Chapter 61: Contempt

Song Chen has no problem with such a Tong Zhao.

Did you scold Song Chen looked at his body, and then looked at Tong Zhao, if he wasn't beaten by Tong Zhao, why should he talk about scolding?

But this Tong Zhao doesn't seem to know how to write the word nervous.

So when he rushed to the live broadcast venue, Song Chen was always depressed, and the live broadcast venue was in Kyoto, which was quite enough preparation time for Tong Zhao for a day. Rushed to the airport, quickly took the plane, and then got off the plane, and then took the company's car to the venue.

Someone at the airport picked up the plane, but the object of the pick-up was not Tong Zhao.

Tong Zhao was also happy, and at the same time his eyes noticed the words on the arcade card.

Poetry writer: Xu Denghu.

In this world, no matter what you have achieved greatly, you can be sought after.

"Tong Zhao, when you are really popular to this point, how to get out of the airport is also a science. Song Chen sat in the car, looking at the crowd gathered at the airport, and then turned his head to look at Tong Zhao with a calm face.

"Actually, I'm quite disgusted with airport pick-up. Tong Zhao saw the expectation in Song Chen's eyes and smiled: "Because I have to bother the fans, it's not worth it to bother my fans for this momentum." ”

When Tong Zhao was an artist in his previous life, he solemnly said at a fan meeting that he should not let fans pick up the plane, although the pick-up looks comfortable, but in fact, it seems that it is also the fatigue of artists and fans.

"Other artists wish they had fans pick up when they get off the plane, and some people even deliberately spend money to invite the masses to build momentum, you are good, you don't want others to pick up the plane. Since Tong Zhao's comeback, Song Chen has found that he has changed, in many aspects and words.

I have become more talented, and at the same time, my human aspect has also changed.

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The rehearsal scene of the poetry conference.

The program team prepared an independent lounge for each contestant, and Song Chen hurriedly came from outside: "The program team arranged a house for you to live in, I don't understand what you have to do with today's return ticket." ”

Although he said so, Song Chen had already arranged the air ticket for Tong Zhao.

"There are concerns at home. Tong Zhao said mysteriously.

Not many people know about Tong Wenwen, and even Zhou Ziwei, a teacher who is Tong Wenwen, doesn't know that her parents are Ye Hanbian, the diva of the entertainment industry, and the other is Tong Zhao, who is now making a comeback.

Song Chen sat on the chair and took a sip of water, and the agent would stay aside when the artists took over these variety shows, others were like this, and the hard-working Song Chen was even more so.

"The title has not yet come out, and the contestants will be notified that they will go to the hall to prepare for the creation. The creation time is relatively long, it is allowed to submit the paper in advance, and there is monitoring throughout the whole process, I don't know what the hell is going on, and ordinary authors are even famous writers, where can they create beautiful poems in these times. ”

"It's like a ghost in the college entrance examination, discovering cheating and informing the public and withdrawing from the competition. Song Chen was a little speechless about this harsh Chinese poetry conference.

"This is how you can show that you value the show, and if you don't have that, it's likely that there will be a team or someone asking for help. Tong Zhao felt that although this competition system was cruel, it was very real, testing the poet's accumulation and ability to create temporarily.

"Tong Zhao, do you have hope?" Song Chen was still unsure.

"Rest assured. ”

After speaking, someone informed Tong Zhao to rush to the hall to participate in the creation, and Song Chen, as an agent, could only stay in the lounge.

"Come on. Although he was not sure, Song Chen felt that he still had to cheer up Tong Zhao. And Song Chen planned for the worst when he was on the plane, although the Huaxia Poetry Conference helped Tong Zhao's "To the Oak Tree", but he may not be able to help Tong Zhao here.

In case Tong Zhao really becomes a round tour, Song Chen, as his agent, will definitely use the company's power to stop some negative rumors.

Unlike Song Chen's nervousness, Tong Zhao's face was relaxed.

Walking into the hall, many poets were waiting here early.

Some poets' clothes are tattered, some poets' hair is literary, and some poets are not hygienic, but there is no doubt that there is an atmosphere, and that is the atmosphere of literature and art.

"Are you that Tong Zhao?" A sharp-eyed middle-aged poet saw Tong Zhao and walked up to ask, "That artist Tong Zhao?"

Tong Zhao didn't know what the middle-aged poet's words meant, but he nodded anyway.

"Your 'To the Oak Tree' is really well written, and I like it. The middle-aged poet praised Tong Zhao.

Originally, Tong Zhao thought that his entry into this palace of literature as an artist would cause a slight backlash from poets, but it seems that there is still no such thing.

"My name is Yao Lei, and it's a pleasure to meet you. Yao Lei stretched out his right hand.

Tong Zhao stretched out his hand and held it: "It's a pleasure to meet you." ”

But when the acquaintance of the two appeared with the word "Tong Zhao", it had already attracted the attention of many people. After all, Tong Zhao is a wonder here, and the people who can participate in this Chinese poetry contest are all poets who have been immersed in poetry for a long time, although the genres are different, but there is one essential thing that is the same, that is: poets.

And Tong Zhao is an artist, in the eyes of these people, Tong Zhao participated in this Chinese poetry conference because it is also a variety show, with an appearance rate and a high ratings guarantee.

Tong Zhao is for fame.

And they are for the most beautiful poetry, for the honor of poets.

In a bad sentence, Tong Zhao was mixed into a rat feces in this poetry conference, and because of the news of Tong Zhao's participation as an artist, many people participated in the Chinese Poetry Conference.

Conflict of ideas and conflict of interests.

This is destined to make Tong Zhao have more enemies than friends here.

"It's really stupid for an artist to want to enter the elegant hall of poets. A long-haired poet looked at Tong Zhao and mocked unceremoniously.

"I heard that a well-known artist was invited to comment on a show, but what happened? The review went wrong, and I don't know the historical facts, it's really embarrassing. ”

"Yes, since that incident, there have been remarks on the Internet that the artist's education level is not too high. After all, artists are greedy for money, who will pay attention to their own cultural accomplishment?"

Cold words came to his face in an instant.

When Yao Lei heard this, he looked at Tong Zhao with a somewhat embarrassed expression, and one of his own unintentional mistakes directly threw Tong Zhao on the cusp. But Tong Zhao didn't care, he showed his face in a variety show, and there were his photos and information on the search page, even if Yao Lei didn't point out himself, other people would point out himself.

Originally, Tong Zhao had a very good impression of the profession of poet, after all, Tong Zhao, who was able to create masterpieces and had an impact on future generations, admired Tong Zhao.

But this favor is not directed at these people in front of you.

A poet should have the character of a poet.

But that doesn't mean you can spray without understanding.

"I have something to say. Tong Zhao's expression was slightly cold, and he looked at the person who kept talking to him: "I thought that I would be able to see the noble character and conduct of the poets when I came to the poetry conference as an artist, but now what I see is the vegetable aunt in the market." ”

"It's not even as good as a grocery shopping aunt. ”