Morning.

The weather was not too good and foggy.

Before Zhang Ye came to the unit, the phone rang, and it was his mother calling.

"Son."

"Oh, Mom."

"Are you going home for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"I can't go back, I have to work overtime today."

"Do you still work overtime during the holidays? There's always time that night, right? ”

"It should be okay in the evening, then I'll go back after work."

"You don't have to go back to the vegetable market, you go directly to your grandmother's house, today the relatives are here, I heard that you are famous, and your sisters are clamoring to see you."

"Well, I'll try to go as early as possible."

"Don't forget, I'm waiting for you to give me a long face at night!"

"What kind of face do you have? It's all your own relatives, don't brag to me again, right? ”

"Anyway, you sell more things, don't pick and push, buy expensive, and you're also a public figure, don't embarrass your mother, it's okay."

Doodoo, the line is broken.

Zhang Ye smiled bitterly, there is nothing wrong with my mother, but she has a particularly big characteristic - she loves face and bragging. Well, Zhang Ye admits that he must have inherited his mother's at this point, but he never thinks that bragging is a shortcoming! Many things in his world can illustrate this.

Is bragging about a mistake? No!

Do you know how Bill Gates became the richest man in the world?

Do you know how Li Na won the world championship in tennis?

Do you know how Liu Xiang broke the world record in hurdles?

Few people know the way, right? What is the reason? Hehe, the reason is that they ...... Well, these things are actually not related at all, change the topic!

There aren't many people in the office yet.

Zhang Ye walked in without looking, and a voice suddenly popped up behind him.

It was Sister Zhou, I just heard her smile and said: "You say hello, or don't greet me, I'm there, not sad or happy." ”

Zhang Ye hurriedly turned around with a smile, and then saw her, "Good morning, Sister Zhou, I'm sorry, the flower pot on your table is in the way, I didn't notice you coming." ”

Sister Zhou showed off: "How about Xiao Zhang? I'm okay with your poems, right? ”

Zhang Ye said embarrassedly: "You also looked meager yesterday?" ”

"Of course I saw it, you were meager I paid attention to yesterday, but I didn't expect to see the excitement just after I paid attention, so I didn't go to bed until more than twelve o'clock yesterday, you didn't pay attention to me, right? I've also forwarded you a new poem. Saying that, Sister Zhou hugged him and said: "Don't pay attention to those people in the Writers' Association, if you don't know art and can't write poetry, then no one in the whole world can write poetry, eldest sister supports you, don't go to your heart." ”

Zhang Ye smiled: "Xie Lu, Sister Xie Zhou." ”

Outside, everyone came to work overtime.

"Yo, Teacher Xiao Zhang is here? Why did you get involved with someone again yesterday? ”

"Vice Chairman Meng is the leader of the Beijing Writers Association, why did you offend him?"

"Yes, I also read it yesterday, Mr. Xiao Zhang, if you want me to say that you shouldn't post the poem after the most ugly, those are the leaders and seniors of the Writers' Association, you really want to offend people ruthlessly, how will you join the Writers' Association in the future? It's better to leave a little leeway, alas, but those people too, why are you scolding you for no reason? Even if your poems may not be as good as their predecessors, but how old and young are you, you can't say that your poems are not literary at all, they are too hurtful, I think your poems are still okay, not as bad as they say. ”

"Sister Liu, what did you say? Teacher Zhang's poem is okay? I see that you were also induced by the Writers' Association, what a talent Teacher Zhang has! ”

A few eldest sisters and aunts, you and I got up one sentence at a time, and there were also disagreements.

Until I went to work at nine o'clock, this matter was still talked about by everyone, and the topic continued.

Tian Bin also paid attention to the battle on Weibo last night, and couldn't help but interject, "Sister Zhou, who is Vice Chairman Meng?" That's how many years of old pedantry, Da Lei and several other poets and authors are not laymen, all are experts and teachers in the industry, since they said so, there must be their judgment on literature, we don't understand, we may not be able to see it, it's not that I stepped on Mr. Zhang Ye, his poems are indeed like the old comrades of the Writers' Association said, there are many problems, and I feel twisted when I read them. ”

Sister Zhou looked at Tian Bin, "Then you make a poem, Sister Listen?" ”

Tian Bin said: "I don't have this ability, but I still have basic judgment." Then he looked at Jia Yan, "Teacher Jia, what do you think?" ”

Jia Yan thought for a while and said, "Teacher Zhang's poems must not be comparable with the poems of those predecessors, and I don't want to evaluate whether they are literary or not." ”

They said that Zhang Ye also heard a few words.

Originally, after Zhang Ye and Wang Xiaomei saved a life with two poems in the live broadcast, everyone in the office and even the Beijing Radio Station unanimously affirmed his talent and poetry, all of them applauded, and no one said anything bad. But now, under the blatant questioning and denial of a group of writers led by Meng Dongguo on Weibo, the opinions of colleagues are all unanimous, some say good, some say bad, and more are uncertain and confused. Sometimes, the opinions of experts or authorities can be really harmful, and they can also affect people.

How can this be reversed?

How to dispel everyone's doubts?

There is no way, as long as Zhang Ye is less qualified than Meng Dongguo and them, he will not be able to turn over, and can only be pressed down by the words of those people. Unless...... Unless Zhang Ye trampled Meng Dongguo's gang under his feet with absolute style and strength at a specific time and on a specific occasion, everyone's doubts would never stop. What about responding yesterday? How well that poem was written yesterday? The people who make the association say you can't do it! Let's just say you don't understand art! Let's just say you don't understand literature! When people move up and down, you can only stare and watch! This is the deception of power and prestige, many ordinary people don't understand this, they just listen to what experts say!

The listening rate was not announced today because there were many things going on in the station.

Zhang Ye didn't care what everyone said, he got up to record, "Xiaofang, help me make an appointment for the recording room, hurry up, otherwise it's too late." ”

"Okay." Assistant Xiaofang responded and immediately went to make arrangements. But within a few minutes, she turned around and came back, "Teacher Zhang, the station informed us that all the programs from 12 o'clock at noon to 2 o'clock in the afternoon of today's literary frequency have been canceled, and there is no need to record them, saying that they are going to broadcast the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting live with the news frequency and music frequency!" ”

"Huh?"

"Cancelled?"

"Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting? Is it something that leaders are busy with these days? ”

But after a while, Zhao Guozhou came in, "Everyone, there is a temporary change in today's broadcast, listen to it, starting at twelve o'clock at noon, the seventh Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting held by our radio station led by the Beijing Writers Association is about to begin, and our literary and artistic broadcasting will also join the ranks of the live broadcast, this poetry meeting is different from the last session held at the Tianjin City Radio Station, there will be a creative link and a voting link, and the leaders of the Education Bureau, several vice chairmen of the Beijing Writers Association and more than a dozen members of the Writers Association were invited to the scene, the specific list has not yet been decided, but there should be a lot of peopleThe teachers of the Writers' Association create poems and songs about the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the listeners outside the radio can also create and publish them on the selection interface of our website, and the top three are voted by the listeners at the end, that is, some competition mechanisms are added to make the column look better. ”

Writing poems and songs?

That Meng Dongguo and the people from the Writers' Association are also coming?

Zhang Ye heard it and said, is this really not a bad match, I just scolded myself on the Internet yesterday, and we are going to meet today?

Is the thunder coming?

Will the little red mushrooms come?

Zhang Ye is a little looking forward to seeing them in the stage!

Zhao Guozhou instructed: "So everyone can put everything in their hands, today all of them are mainly based on the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club, all go to help, the live broadcast venue is the auditorium, this is the first time to use such a large live broadcast venue, the equipment has not been fully debugged, after a while, I will call the name and follow me, all contribute, well, because it is inconvenient to invite too many audiences, everyone will eat early at noon, and the canteen will also open lunch in advance at half past ten, and wait for twelve o'clock to go to the auditorium to take a seat." ”

Calling people, Zhao Guozhou called away three or four young men, and then went to the auditorium to get busy.

Sister Zhou suddenly said: "Teacher Zhang, don't you participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting?" Writing poetry is your forte, don't they say you don't know literature? Just show them! ”

Another eldest sister said: "Come on, Xiao Zhang didn't prepare in advance, I just learned that those teachers must have been notified a long time ago, and the preparation is foolproof, where can Xiao Zhang compare to them?" It's better not to sacrifice ugliness. ”

An aunt in charge of copywriting said: "Xiao Zhou, don't have bad ideas, Xiao Zhang's poems are good, but we look good, the people in the writers' association are all professional, and there are even poets and famous artists, how can you compare with them?" In the hearts of laymen, the works are not important, fame and prestige are the first thing they see, Zhang Ye is just a newcomer, and the writers' association has not been entered, and everyone subconsciously determines that Zhang Ye's works are definitely inferior to those people.

Accounts differ and opinions vary.

Later, when the time was almost up, everyone went to the cafeteria to eat early.

Zhang Ye actually hesitated, the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, Meng Dongguo Dalei and they are very likely to participate, isn't this the time for him to turn over? Isn't this the time to prove yourself? But how did he participate? The competition system of the poetry competition can be seen, although the audience can also participate in the presentation, but it is only in the form of text, and the people of the Writers' Association are recited in the live broadcast, that is to say, the top three in the station must have been produced in the group of Writers' Association, which has given them too much time, place and people!

He went up to make trouble?

He sticks a stick?

So even if Zhang Ye wanted to go up, he didn't know if the leaders of the Ludao Radio Station and the people of the Beijing Writers Association would let him go up.

Forget it, let's talk about it then, poems and songs about the Mid-Autumn Festival? Zhang Ye didn't think about it either, it's not that he doesn't have a work in his head, but ...... That's too much!

Not ready?

He didn't need to prepare!

The poetry and songs of the Mid-Autumn Festival? It's not bragging, Zhang Ye said that he couldn't finish it in one day and one night!

The Mid-Autumn Festival is not a modern festival, it has a long history in ancient times, and there are countless poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival. In this world, history has not changed much, several dynasties, those emperors, are the same as in Zhang Ye's memory, because the influence of these histories is too great, presumably the game ring can't modify this historical background, otherwise today's social structure will not be this social structure, and it will involve the whole body.

But many cultural works and historical figures are gone!

Li bai?

Du fu?

Wang wei?

None of them are gone!

Replaced by others!

The ancient poets, immortals, and poets in this world are all names that Zhang Ye has never heard of, such as Haoran, such as Chen Yiqian, and Meng Fan. Those poems and songs in this world are also unheard of by Zhang Ye, and in the same way, they must not have heard of Zhang Ye's classic poems!