Chapter 61 [Brought Mo Yan's acceptance speech!]
"Crazy!
"How many votes did she just say! I heard you right!"
"Is this going to break out of the universe?"
"How can there be so many! It's not scientific! It's so unscientific!"
"150,000? This time, the people of the Writers' Association participated in more than a dozen works, and the co-authorship means that Zhang Ye alone has more votes than all the votes of the Writers' Association combined?"
"It's really! One person picks a dozen!
"All the teachers of the Writers' Association together are not as many as him?
Too many people can't believe their ears, they really can't believe it!
More than 150,000 votes? What kind of concept is this? This is going against the sky at all! Others don't know about this matter, but don't the people on their radio station still don't know about it? Because there is an upper limit to the special character and attention of the poetry society, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting is not broadcast on television, but is broadcast live by their broadcast media. The year before last, the Bac Ha Provincial Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Association, the first place was an old man from the Bac Ha Provincial Writers Association, who won the championship with a slight advantage of 23,000 votes, and last year's Jin City Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Society, the champion was a quyi actor in the Jin City Quyi industry, because he created and performed an opera with the theme of the month, and won the championship with an indisputable 37,000 votes!
More than 20,000!
More than 30,000!
In previous years, the number of votes for the champion never exceeded 50,000!
Well, even if there are more people in the capital and the cultural influence is greater than that of Beihe Province in Tianjin City, and the signal coverage rate of the Beijing Radio Station is a little more, the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region can basically be covered, but that can't be so outrageous!
One hundred and fifty thousand?
You're hormones!
And what shocked everyone the most was that the voting time left for the selection of "Water Tune Song Head" was only more than 20 minutes! Less than half an hour! More than 150,000 votes! This is beyond everyone's imagination and concept, and everyone never thought of this possibility in their minds! Because it is not realistic at all! But the fact is that Zhang Ye has done it! "Water Tune Song Head" has done it! Zhang Ye staged a miracle against the sky with a poem created on the spot!
No one questioned the authenticity of the vote, and everyone knew that it could not be a statistical error, because the two notaries were there, and they supervised the whole process!
The thunder is silent!
Little Red Mushroom and Zheng Anbang fell silent!
Meng Dongguo was also choked so much that he couldn't say a word, he moved his lips, and he had nothing to say!
Zhang Ye -- this person who was looked down upon by Meng Dongguo and several people in their writers' association and scolded him for not being able to write poetry and not understanding literature! He slapped all of them in the face with a song called "Water Tune Song Head"! And it was the kind of slap after slap in a row! His face was really swollen! Meng Dongguo only got 40,000 votes! A fraction of Zhang Ye's votes were more than 10,000 votes higher than him! Zhang Ye alone had more votes than all of them! This was not enough to slap them in the face? It is not an exaggeration to describe the current situation by hanging on a tree and slapping them! It is even light!
Is Zhang Ye an amateur?
Are they the professionals?
Meng Dongguo's big thunder and their previous wild words seemed to still echo in their ears, as soon as they thought of this, the other members of the Writers' Association who came with them also suddenly felt their faces green, they were embarrassed with Meng Dongguo this time! It can be said that they are embarrassed!
Who's an amateur?
It's as if they saw the headline in today's evening newspaper!
Speaking of which, until now, Da Lei doesn't understand why "Water Tune Song Head" has such a high vote, he admits that this poem is absolutely written, but it can't be so exaggerated, the people like it? 150,000 votes? Almost more than half of the people who listened to the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club column gave tickets to "Water Tune Song Head"?
Zhang Huo is very pleased, but even more happy, he is very happy to see this situation, it is time for someone to stand up and kill the arrogance of these so-called expert teachers, it is because of the unconcealed and groundless rhetoric of some expert teachers, how many social events and public controversies have been caused over the years?
Because of their casual words, how much criticism did Zhang Ye suffer? He almost ruined an excellent and great poet! If Zhang Ye really did not have such a good psychological quality, he would not be able to write this poem today, and Zhang Huo firmly believed that if "Water Tune Song Head" was strangled in the cradle for various reasons, it would be a loss for the entire cultural circle!
Fortunately, Zhang Ye was too competitive and was not defeated by these rumors, but became more and more frustrated, and Zhang Huo also gave Zhang Ye a thumbs up in his heart!
Attaboy!
It's too much for our Beijing Radio to have a long face!
Zhang Huo raised the microphone, "Let's congratulate Mr. Zhang Ye on winning the crown with an overwhelming number of votes, "Water Tune Song Head"!
Applause erupted!
The hostess Sun Mengjie said: "Next, I would like to invite the top three teachers of this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting to come to the stage, and also give a few words to our audience and friends." ”
Sister Zhou said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang, go quickly!"
"Call you, hurry up, hurry up!" Aunt Sun urged.
Another colleague patted him on the shoulder and cheered him up, "You can do it! We thought you wouldn't be in the top 10!
Zhao Guozhou also smiled, "Go quickly, Xiao Zhang, go up and say a few words, this is the honor you deserve." ”
Zhang Ye had no choice but to squeeze out of the hall and walk to the stage from the back of the auditorium.
But when he stood on the stage, he saw Meng Dongguo in the first row below shaking his hand at the host, and he had no intention of going up at all!
The third place is still an honor? In their opinion, this is a shame and humiliation! Zheng Anbang also waved his hand without grace, signaling that the host would not go on stage either!
Zhang Huo didn't care about Meng Dongguo and them, and said with a smile: "Then I would like to invite this champion, my colleague Mr. Zhang Ye, to say a few words." ”
Say what?
Zhang Ye has a lot of grudges here, glancing at Meng Dongguo and them, knowing that they are already scarred at the moment, but he still makes up for it without giving up, "Actually, there is nothing to say, just Xie Lu Xie everyone's support, I am a halfway monk to write poetry, it is indeed an amateur, I don't know if my poems are literary or artistic, I don't think about these, as long as everyone can like it, everyone can recognize me, I think it's enough!"
What is adding fuel to the fire?
That's adding fuel to the fire!
What is salt on a wound?
This is your mother's salt in the wound!
Below, Meng Dongguo and Da Lei had a red and white face, but they didn't expect this newcomer surnamed Zhang to mention this matter!
Zhang Huo was obviously not satisfied, "Teacher Zhang, let's say a few more words." ”
"Yes, I read that the comments from the audience and friends want to hear you talk about literary things, such as creation, such as the value of literature. Sun Mengjie also said.
Really?
Zhang Ye couldn't help but have a headache.
He is a very good person, and he is a broadcaster, and he relies on a mouth, how can he not say that this is his major? But this guy is more of a textbook, and he has learned this in college, or he is just coughing, smelly, poor or scolding, and he is fine, but when it comes to talking about serious things, and writing serious topics and literary topics in a dignified manner, he will be blind, no way, he has no ability.
What to do?
Also the value of literature?
Hey, Zhang Ye had an idea, there it is!
Zhang Ye pondered for a while, and simply brought his Nobel Prize winner Mo Yan's speech at the award ceremony, and almost moved the original words, "Okay, then I will say it seriously again, I want to thank my relatives and friends." Their friendship, their wisdom, shine in my work. ”
That's what Mo Yan said.
These words may not be anything to others, but they have a deep meaning for Zhang Ye.
Then he continued Mo Yan's comments, "When it comes to the value of literature just now, my personal understanding is actually very simple. It is true that literature is of little use in comparison with science. But perhaps the greatest usefulness of literature is that it is useless. "Nodding," Xie Lu thanked everyone, I was done. ”
Meng Dongguo was stunned when he heard this.
Da Lei and Little Red Mushroom also glanced at each other in surprise!
Zhang Huo's eyes lit up and he sighed: "Teacher Zhang Ye always says that he doesn't understand art and is an amateur, but the last sentence of the testimonial just shows Teacher Zhang's literary literacy, which should be the most thought-provoking speech I have heard in recent years, let us thank Teacher Zhang with applause again!"
Applauding, many people thoughtfully.
Some people don't understand, but some people understand a little!
Perhaps the greatest use of literature is that it is useless? Some of the more than a dozen teachers of the writers' association stared at Zhang Ye, who had stepped down from the stage, and became interested in this person for the first time, an announcer who could write "Water Tune Song Head"! An "amateur" poet who could completely abuse all of their predecessors! A young man who was only in his early twenties who could say such a testimonial! What Zhang Ye showed made it difficult for them not to pay attention to it!
In the middle and rear seats.
As soon as Zhang Ye went back, everyone was gossiping!
"Congratulations, Mr. Zhang!" said an editor.
"You make our literary frequency famous!" Aunt Sun was very pleased.
"I'll just say that Teacher Xiao Zhang is amazing, look at Xiao Zhang's words, they are all so philosophical, uh, although I don't understand what it means. Sister Zhou laughed.
Wang Xiaomei, who had her eyes closed, opened her eyes and said coldly: " Teacher Xiao Zhang's usefulness may refer to the creativity in reality, the considerable influence and force formed by the material society, for example, science can build high-rise buildings, build dams, and literature can not play such a role, but the greatest use of literature is that it is useless, the meaning of this sentence is that because literature will not produce material influence like other cultures, bring great material satisfaction, it is not confined to the world, but can be endlessly sublimated at the spiritual level, and play a pioneering role in the human soul, which is precisely its greatest use。 At least that's how I understand it. ”
"It's profound. ”
"I see. ”
"Teacher Xiaomei, if I don't analyze it, I really can't understand. ”
Zhang Ye actually doesn't agree with Wang Xiaomei's understanding, not because literature seems to be useless but is actually useful, but it is precisely uselessness that makes literature great - what he wants to express is this, and maybe Mo Yan is too. However, Zhang Ye did not refute or explain. If you understand, you understand, and if you understand other meanings, you will understand them as other meanings, and there is no need to distinguish anything. If literature can also be one one, two is two, A is AB is B, and it is either positive or negative, then literature is not called literature.
Zhao Guozhou was obviously also very interested in this sentence, "Xiao Zhang, you write well and say your testimonials well, you not only compare others with poetry today, but also compare everyone with your understanding of literature! Don't worry, it is impossible for anyone to say that you don't understand art in the future!"
Aunt Sun sighed: "Xiao Zhang is amazing, he can write supernatural novels, fairy tales, modern poems, and ancient poems, look, now even a casual acceptance speech can shock everyone, alas, what else you won't!"
Zhang Ye hurriedly said: "You all praise it, it's just a few nonsense, not so serious." ”
Well said the testimonial?
Absolutely!
Who is Mo Yan? People in this world don't know what to say, no one from the Republic has won the Nobel Prize in Literature here, but Mo Yan is famous on his side, and he is a person who really stands at the top of literature, a person who has really reached the top and been crowned, and he is a real master of letters, so it is strange that he can say it badly!
A testimonial made him show his face again!
In short, Zhang Ye is out of the limelight today!