Chapter 62: The Tongue Wars the Confucians
Is Tong Zhao afraid of things? Does Tong Zhao have idol baggage?
In Tong Zhao's words, killing the fuck is afraid of things, not afraid of things, idol baggage, not idol baggage, if you want to anger me, I will definitely give you a big dish.
Wang Li provoked him, and the dish was behind.
After the variety show started broadcasting, the ratings slapped in the face, and the sound of the beating. Tong Zhao used his strength to prove the effect of his variety show, and secretly stumbled me?
It's a big deal, I won't record any variety shows with you in the future.
There is no place to stay here, there is a place to stay here.
Zhang Jiajian mocked him, the dish was still behind.
Sorry you lost once, and now you're bound to lose a second time.
Now these people who feel that they are artists and participate in the Chinese Poetry Conference are people who want to go through the motions and rub off on the heat? Tong Zhao's dish will be served immediately, if you scold me, then I will not hesitate to go back.
Do idols have to be frozen?
I'm sorry that idols and entertainers are also human beings, and they also have their own joys, sorrows, and sorrows.
"This is your quality as an idol?" A poet who resisted Tong Zhao looked at him coldly, and said slowly: "I thought that idols were at least not very cultural, but I don't want to say how to behave in private, but at least I have to be calm and kind on the surface." ”
He is satirizing Tong Zhao, sarcastically Tong Zhao not only wants to rub off on the popularity, but also has a good quality as an artist.
"So, this is your quality as a poet?" Tong Zhao said directly without thinking.
There is no idol baggage, he will not be restrained, although he will not casually burst out dirty words, but his kung fu has never fallen behind, he is not a hypocrite, he can be a real villain.
When the man heard this, he was dumbfounded for a moment.
Tong Zhao can do without the burden of idols, but he can't do without the burden of poets.
"Hehe, Tong Zhao, when you were selected for the Chinese Poetry Conference, I deliberately looked at your "To the Oak Tree", although it was conclusive by the famous artist. But controversy is allowed in our poetry world, and we are sorry, but we are not convinced by your poem, and we will find out who did it. ”
"It's not you anyway, because you have a problem with your character. The long-haired poet spoke with a little elegance, but the words hurt Tong Zhao: "Poetry is like its people, people are like its poems, and poetry is character." ”
And Yao Lei is said to be a wandering poet, who can compose poems with the help of his friends, and there are only a few poems that can be published. Although I don't know why he was able to compete, but the two of you stand together, it is really like like and people are grouped. ”
When these words came out, the poets quickly applauded them.
Tong Zhao smiled disdainfully.
Literature is like character?
It's not a golden rule.
"Then according to you, your poetry is not good. Tong Zhao smiled and waved his hand: "I am an artist, I use a humble and pious heart to participate in this Chinese poetry conference, I don't think too much about the ranking, even if I am a round tour, if I remember correctly, more than half of the people eliminated in each round of the Chinese poetry conference." ”
"When you sarcastically mock me, you are also sarcastic about those who are eliminated in one round. But are their poems really unbearable? Or are they really not immersed in poetry? Why do you think that I, who have never been in the poetry world anymore, are in a ridiculous world to be able to participate in this competition at this time?"
"Are you despising the judges of this competition and the masters of the selection of people? Or are you, as poets, thinking that you have a contempt for us people?"
"Speak. ”
Tong Zhao's counterattack was fierce, and instantly put the long-haired man on the cusp.
The answer is yes, it is disrespectful to the judges and famous artists of this Chinese poetry conference.
Answer: No, it proves that his character is not good, and he looks down on these people who have never appeared in the poetry world.
Although these poets have a clear statement in their hearts, they feel that they are not showing up in the poetry world and rashly appearing in the Chinese Poetry Conference, and their identities are not teachers and professors and other people with a certain amount of literary research, why can an artist be here with them?
But this cannot be said explicitly.
Tong Zhao's words instantly made the long-haired man speechless.
Yao Lei's gaze was low, and it was obvious that what the long-haired man said was good. He is indeed a wandering poet, and others have a stable income and a family at his age, but he is obsessed with his poetry and keeps forging ahead, although he can publish very few works.
But he had a love for poetry.
Entertainment in this world is very important, and naturally it has also bred many people's inexplicable self-confidence.
"Sharp teeth. The long-haired man and the poets were speechless by Tong Zhao's words, and at this time, an old man and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked in slowly.
The middle-aged man looked like a businessman, with a fat head and oily noodles, and a big beer belly.
"I want to see how well you have in the poetry conference. ”
Tong Zhao does know very little about the poetry world, especially the poetry world in this world. Yao Lei on the side whispered to him: "That old man's name is Xu Si, and he is one of the judges of this Chinese poetry conference, a first-class writer, but I don't know why I can never enter the palace of famous artists." ”
The person next to him is Xu Denghu, the favorite to win the Chinese Poetry Conference. ”
Xu Denghu?
Hearing these three words, the corners of Tong Zhao's eyes narrowed slightly, this name he had seen on the airport. can have so many fans to pick up the plane, it seems that he is still good in the poetry world.
"Elder Xu, there's no need to be angry with this kind of person. Xu Denghu's eyes were like thieves' eyebrows, and he glanced at Tong Zhao, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain.
Tong Zhao was dressed modestly because it was a gathering of poets. Tong Zhao can't always wear clothes that he thinks are trendy to be an outlier.
Xu Denghu is quite mixed in the poetry world, and naturally has his own skills to observe the humanity of others.
From Tong Zhao's body, he couldn't see anything.
This is the kid who stole the limelight from himself?
The shock caused by Tong Zhao's winning the entrance ticket to the Chinese Poetry Conference was not only limited to the controversy on Weibo, but also set off a wave in the poetry world, which was only higher than the controversy on Weibo, and definitely not lower. Originally, Xu Denghu felt that he had become the favorite to win the championship by participating in the Chinese Poetry Conference, and he could gain great fame and attention.
But the attention was snatched away by Tong Zhao, who was killed halfway.
To say no, it's a bit hostile, that's false.
Tong Zhao looked at it coldly and did not speak.
"The theme of this contest: life, there is a nameplate with your respective names on it, now you can go in and write. Xu Si said, his eyes turned to Tong Zhao's body: "But cheating is never allowed in this competition, if you cheat, you can't help but be disqualified from the competition, and it will be made public on TV." ”
"Everyone, cherish your future and don't risk your life. ”
"Especially some people. ”
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Tong Zhao's body the whole time.
Another person who thinks he is not qualified to participate in this competition, Tong Zhao smiled.
Take life as the theme.
A poem instantly appeared in Tong Zhao's mind.