Chapter 22: Poetry Conference (3) (2nd Update)
"Since Planning Zhang has said it, then I will simply record the beginning of tomorrow's finals, which will save time and effort. "www.biquge.info Director Zhao repeated the decision he had just made, after all, Han Qingya and the three of them had already come, and the number of people on the scene was not bad, "Lighting engineer, debug the lights!" Get ready! Wang Qing is ready to enter, everyone is in place, and everyone has three minutes to prepare......"
"What should I do, I haven't memorized this line yet." Looking at the way everyone on the field was in their place, Han Qingya's nervous palms were sweating.
"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, it's not for you to memorize, just know it in general, you can say whatever you want in your heart." Liu Dongxu saw Han Qingya's appearance like this, and hurriedly comforted, "Look, that's Wang Qing, you can't see it even if you want to see it in your previous life, now you are going to be on the same stage, get excited!" Liu Dongxu tried to divert Han Qingya's attention, "Look at the two of them, they are more nervous than you, how can you say that you were also a Xiaoqiang who mixed up in various satellite TV competitions in your last life, and you have more memories than them for a lifetime, what are you afraid of!" He continued to puff out.
"Yes, yes, yes! I am forty years old in my two lives combined, no younger than this Wang Qing! Thinking like this, Han Qingya really didn't have any pressure, "I'm going to be the woman of the emperor's superstar!" Han Qingya thought domineeringly.
"Okay, the time has come, the camera crew is ready, the gaffer, the sound engineer, get ready, get ready, let's go!"
"Knock knock ......"
"This, this is a strike?!" Looking at the eight-sided ribbon that suddenly rose on the stage of the studio, Han Qingya looked at Liu Dongxu on the side in disbelief.
"Don't look at me, I'm not shocked, I didn't expect to just record a tomorrow's opening, even this kind of ritual is used, I guess it was installed a few days ago, and it hasn't been used, right?" Liu Dongxu guessed to himself. (įžķ, an ancient Chinese musical instrument, the first program of the opening ceremony of the 2008 Beijing Olympics was the percussion.) ïž
"I'll get out of my car, and I'll be in the pasture."
"From the Son of Heaven, I am here."
Just as Han Qingya and the others were shocked by this scene, two more square platforms suddenly rose from the middle of the eight reins of the vessel, and the slapper instantly fell down, and the artificial mist began to diffuse out.
"No, it won't!" Han Qingya and the two glanced at each other, this is clearly a combination of "Olympic Games" and "Chinese good poetry", I have to sigh, the wheel of history is really great.
"Call his servant, and say it."
"The king's affairs are difficult, and it is difficult to maintain them."
"That's too high-end, isn't it?" Looking at the scene of not losing the "Olympics", Han Qingya only felt that her legs were weak. There's no way, who called this life Huaguo is the first time to fix this kind of retro style thing, although the time is in a hurry, but everything that should be there has to be ah, what creativity is added directly to the program, that is, the warm-up program three days before the Chinese Classical Poetry Conference, it is also the temporary idea of these directors, and the rest of the things can be imagined.
"Click! Good! Very good! This section can be passed directly, Wang Qing, are you ready? When these shows came to an end, Director Zhao stood up excitedly, knowing that this was also the first time he had directed such an ancient show.
"No problem, Director Zhao." Wang Qing replied calmly, you must know that Wang Qing is one of the few pillars of the country, and it is the first time she has come into contact with this kind of program, but she is still calm.
"Okay, field control, go to the set, Wang Qing prepares!" Seeing that the studio was slowly getting neat and tidy because of the suspension of recording, Director Zhao raised his right hand again, "Ready, start!" â
"How about Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qingwei. Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk. Swing your chest and give birth to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird. It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. Director Zhao had just finished speaking, and the hundred-person platform on the field suddenly made a thunderous sound, which sounded like the song "Wangyue" that Han Qingya wrote on Weibo when he visited Mount Tai.
"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance!"
When everyone repeated the last sentence of the poem, the entire recording hall suddenly darkened, and they watched the 100-person platform from the middle to be illuminated by the light, but if you looked closely, a huge picture scroll was slowly unfolding.
"Host, please, Wang Qing." With the cooperation of the sound engineer, there were bursts of applause on the field.
"Will be at the top of the mountain, at a glance, hello everyone, welcome to watch the "Chinese Classical Poetry Conference" exclusively produced by Guotv, I am Wang Qing." Just looked at Wang Qing's atmosphere at the camera, "will be the top of the mountain, a glance at the mountains, this poem from our "Chinese Classical Poetry Conference" young poets, the end of our young hearts, ignited our hearts for poetry can be desired, the blood is exciting, the poet is like a rafter under the giant pen gushing out of the ups and downs of the emotion, let us feel, shake the momentum and power of Huaguo, this is the charm of Chinese poetry. â
"Is it so good, I'm embarrassed to say it." Listening to Wang Qing's words, Rao is Han Qingya's face was as thick as a city wall, and she was also a little hot.
"It's so good, Du Fu's masterpiece, do you say it's so good! It's a shame that you didn't copy "Will Enter the Wine". Liu Dongxu said cheaply on the side.
"Yes, I really should have copied "Will Enter the Wine"."
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"The original intention of this poetry conference is to awaken our national history and explore the charm of Chinese classical literature, and of course, the feelings and wisdom of ancient literati can also brighten up our lives today." Wang Qing's temperament is gradually sublimating with time, "Life has its own poetry, come on, join our poetry carnival together!" â
......With the explanation of Wang Qing's lines, the studio once again burst into applause, this time it was not the director's arrangement, but the recognition of the people in this era with their own national culture and history, and this applause lasted for a long time.
"First of all, I would like to introduce to you that the two professors of classical literature who have been accompanying us these days are Zhao Bo, a professor and doctoral supervisor of the School of Literature of Tsinghua University! As well as Professor Shi Jingxiang, professor and doctoral supervisor of the School of History and Culture of Beijing Normal University, welcome the two who support our "Chinese Classical Poetry Conference". â
Since the beginning ......of this recording, the applause seems to have not stopped, which just shows that the Chinese people in this era lack something called ancestral origin, which is not a written history, but the recognition of their own national history in people's hearts. And now, it's being recovered......