Seeing that Xia Xing was silent for a long time, Meng Hua knew that he was a little too embarrassed for Xia Xing, and said: "Xia Xing, if you feel reluctant, forget it, your grades are good, even if you can't answer, depending on your creative talent, I can give you a position behind the radio station." ”

Never mind?

Forget it.

Xia Xing was already very unhappy in his heart.

You guys, since you have an open interview with the society, what else do you have to do, and now you have no way to make things difficult for me, aren't you just making the first ancient word?

In the previous life, the 5,000-year-old civilization of China, Li Bai, Bai Juyi, and Su Shi, which one of the poems written was not a poem that shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods.

If you want to embarrass me, you miscalculated.

"Okay, since you can't create it, don't waste time, let the next one come up. Meng Hua has already opened the last Li Kai's resume.

Xia Xing is still screening which poem is better in the system.

After all, there were too many poets who wrote about the moon in their previous lives, so of course Xia Xing had to sift through it well.

"What the hell are you going to do, we're short on time. Another judge said impatiently.

At this time, the other judges also decided that Xia Xing would definitely not be able to create ancient poems in such a short time.

Not to mention Xia Xing, if you were any of them, you wouldn't be able to complete such a difficult exam question.

In the questioning eyes of everyone, Xia Xing took a deep breath, closed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the ceiling, and began to recite.

"When is the moon in the blue sky? People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon walks with people. It is as bright as a flying mirror, and the green smoke is extinguished. But when I saw that the night came from the sea, I would rather know that Xiang Yun didn't have it? The white rabbit pounded medicine in autumn and spring, and Chang'e lived alone with whom? Today's people don't see the ancient times and moons, but this month used to shine on the ancients. If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together. ”

After a pause, under the shocked eyes of several judges, Xia Xing recited the last two sentences: "I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight will shine in the golden bottle." ”

Xia Xing's voice fell, and the aftermath was still floating in the room.

Listening to this ancient poem, the entire interview hall was silent.

Meng Hua's face was shocked.

Luo Ying covered her mouth in surprise.

Not only them, but several other judges were also stunned by this poem.

Even Mu Ke was holding coffee, and he didn't even know that the coffee was spilled on his body.

Looking at the stunned expressions of several judges, Xia Xing couldn't help but cough twice.

At this time, several judges were relieved from Xia Xing's poetic conception.

"Good poetry!" Meng Hua couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh my God, this poem is so beautiful. Luo Ying couldn't help but say.

"This poem is simply amazing, even comparable to those ancient poems. Mu Ke couldn't help but admire.

"It's awesome, this poem is just a blast, no, I have to write it down and go back and pretend to be forced in my show. ”

Several other judges were also amazed.

Meng Hua even took the lead in applauding.

Meng Hua has been studying poetry, he naturally knows what the artistic conception of this poem is, this poem is simply amazing.

This poem is written by Li Bai, a poet immortal in the Tang Dynasty in Xia Xing's previous life, the whole poem is written from wine to the moon, from the moon to the wine, the poems are swaying casually, the veins are through, and the extreme loops are intricate and natural;

In addition, the four sentences rhyme, the exchange of flat and flat, and the modulation and frustration, in the previous life, it was a classic ancient poem describing the moon.

The poems of the great poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty listened to Meng Hua's ears, and the sentences were naturally classic.

Even Meng Hua can be sure that if this poem is taken to a few old friends of his association, he will definitely be shocked.

"By the way, what's the name of your poem?" Meng Hua couldn't help but ask.

Xia Xing replied: "This poem is called "Asking the Wine to the Moon"

"What a wine to ask the moon, good poetry, good poetry, Xia Xing, today you really let me know what real poetry is, I obey you, I will give you a full score in this interview, not too much for 200 points. ”

Listening to Meng Hua's praise, the expressions of several judges looking at Xia Xing changed.

The poem "Spring" that he had just created had already surprised them a little, and this poem had reached the realm of everyone in ancient times.

This poem not only conquered Meng Hua, but also conquered everyone present.

In fact, Meng Hua wanted Xia Xing to retreat from the difficulties at first, but he didn't expect to create such a classic poem.

The young man was nothing short of a genius.

Meng Hua smiled: "Okay, go out and wait for the results, if the last contestant is not as good as you, you will be successfully admitted." ”

Xia Xing's score is amazing, and the two judges who gave Xia Xing a low score at the beginning have already silently changed the score to 100 points.

As for the last contestant, in fact, in their eyes, it is just a formality.

Xia Xing has already been admitted in their eyes.

The interview for ordinary people comes out in about five minutes, but Xia Xing's interview took fifteen minutes.

Seeing Xia Xing come out, Li Kai snorted coldly: "Boy, wait for me to come out in a while, call grandpa." ”

Xia Xing nodded: "Good grandson, grandpa is waiting for you to come out!"

"You, hmph, tell you clearly, there is only one admission quota this time, which is mine, even if you play well, it will be in vain!" Li Kai snorted coldly.

Xia Xing didn't come out just now, and he was also a little worried in his heart, so he called his father.

Li Gang reassured him and told him that this quota was him, and it was okay if he didn't play well.

Therefore, Li Kai confidently walked into the interview hall.

Xia Xing had just left the interview hall, and several judges had already begun to compete for Xia Xing.

Meng Hua coughed: "I like this Xia Xing, and I will be a member of our literary radio station in the future." ”

"Lao Meng, didn't you just say that you like that young man named Bi Ruwei? Xia Xing is majoring in journalism, which is more suitable for our news station. A middle-aged woman with glasses said.

"No, no, this young man is a rare genius, I Meng Hua haven't met such a good seedling for so long......"

Just when a few people were arguing, a timid voice sounded: "Several uncles and aunts, you are embarrassed to praise me, I am actually not that good." ”

The voice made several people stunned for a moment, and they looked down.

I saw a small fleshy eye looking up at a few people shamelessly.

Nima, where did this monster come from?

In fact, Li Kai used to come to the radio station often, and Meng Hua knew several people, but Xia Xing used Forgotten Pollen, so they forgot about him for the time being.

"Hello uncle, auntie. Li Kai smiled and approached a few people.

"Who is your uncle and aunt, hurry up and draw the question, we are very short of time. Meng Hua interrupted Li Kai's words impatiently.

"Uncle Meng, don't you know me?" Li Kai said aggrievedly.

"Damn, who is your uncle, do we know each other? Hurry up, or you will be eliminated directly. Meng Hua said angrily.

Li Kai looked at these uncles and aunts who were usually kind to him, and now they had a fierce and vicious expression, and he felt a little weak.

But soon Li Kai calmed down, these people must have pretended not to know me.

Yes, yes, it must be so.

(End of chapter)