Tang Zui always thought that he was already a master in the performance industry, but when he met Zhang Tingfeng, the director of his radio station, he knew that there was a mountain and a mountain high; And now when he met Chen Bingsheng, he felt even more that the world was great and that he was insignificant.

"Hey! The world is so big, there are many capable people, it seems that I still need to work hard! After Tang Zui saw Chen Bingsheng's action performance, he couldn't help but sigh.

While Tang was drunk and sighed, in the center of the stage, Chen Bingsheng pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes with his cuffs, and said with a smile on his face: "Hehe, when you are old, you are easy to be sad, everyone forgive me!" ”

Zhang Meng said with a smile: "Teacher Chen is not grateful to his teacher, this kind of gratitude is worth learning from!" How can people blame you? ”

Sun Fan also comforted: "That's right, Mr. Chen, don't say that, we still have a lot to learn from you?" ”

When Tang Zui heard this, he pursed his lips without leaving a trace, and said in his heart: "Pretend!" Keep loading! I'll be more aggressive than you later! Damn, Lao Tzu can't act against you, if I can't pretend to be you, I'll hang myself with my hair! ”

Chen Bingsheng on the stage said again, something like "please support and vote more", and then stepped down.

The second to come to the stage was Zhang Xin, as soon as he came to the stage, he first took over Chen Bingsheng's words and continued: "Chairman Chen's poem is so good and canvassing, this really puts pressure on me!" Forget it, since it's already been written, let's take a look at the clumsy work! ”

As he spoke, he handed the rice paper in his hand to the two hosts, and then slowly unfolded it to the camera.

"I'm not good at ancient poetry, so I wrote a modern poem - "You""

"Last night, I had a dream

You who dreamed of snowfall

Floating in the endless and dark night sky

Can't hold it, can't grasp it firmly

Across my cheeks, over my fingertips"

After about a minute, Zhang Xin also finished reading his poem, and after reading it, the people on and off the stage also had a very tacit understanding and burst into warm applause.

Chen Bingsheng approvingly: "I knew that Lao Zhang, this guy wouldn't be out of stock, sure enough, haha!" This poem is so well written! Compare the snow to a lover, high, really high! ”

"Yes! This poem is really well written! Wang Yu also exclaimed, "Teacher Zhang Xin is probably the top three this time!" ”

Zhang Xin stepped down, and a middle-aged man from the Writers' Association came up and wrote an ancient poem, which was also written well, and said some words of canvassing on the stage, and then went down.

Fourth, the person who made the association.

The fifth is still a writer's association.

The sixth person, a teacher, was also invited by the writers' association, of course, whether he knew the theme of this time in advance, it is unknown.

The seventh is still a writer's association.

One after another, everyone showed their proud works, and even Tang Zui had to admit that although the character of these people was not very good, they were indeed talented, and the poems they wrote were very good.

More than half an hour has passed, and the people of the Writers' Association have already finished displaying their works, but Tang Zui is the only one left.

And at this time, when the camera focused on Tang Zui and the rice paper on his desk, it was still blank!

Those who are watching live videos on the Internet are boiling over the spot, what is the situation? For a while, there were messages on the "barrage", and there were countless messages on the official website of the poetry club, what "I am the Olympics!" Tang Zui really can't write it", what "Teacher Tang writes quickly", etc., almost instantly occupied the comment area of the poetry club.

The people who watched the live broadcast were also blindfolded, and they were talking about it, and the discussion was also about two aspects, one was "Tang Zui Jianglang was exhausted", and the other was "Teacher Tang is brewing", in a word, they were waiting very anxiously;

Dong Shanshan and other people from the Literature and Art Channel, except for Jiang Chen and the other three gloating, the rest of the people were curious and anxious to look at Tang Zui who was sitting in the seat.

Not only them, but even Mr. Ji Mulin, who was sitting in the guest seat, was puzzled, and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "This Tang drunk can't be written, right?" ”

The middle-aged man was also puzzled, coughed, and replied respectfully: "I don't know about this, maybe he still needs a little inspiration!" ”

"Oh, then we'll wait."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Ji Mulin closed his eyes and waited slowly.

The host Zhang Meng saw that Tang Zui was still sitting at the table, and couldn't help but remind: "Teacher Tang, did you think of poetry?" ”

Tang Zui opened his eyes, smiled apologetically, and said, "It's okay right away, it's good right away." ”

Then Tang Zui continued to close his eyes, pretending to be distressed in hard thought and meditation.

Actually, he was really distressed, because Chen Bingsheng and others didn't hack him, he always felt that if he took out the poems at this time, it would be a bit lower his compulsion, so he was waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, the scene has become a little noisy, and Tang Zui is still waiting.

Four minutes, five minutes, the scene became even more noisy, and even some people had already shouted: "Tang drunk, you can't do it!" If not, don't waste our time! We're going to vote now! ”

"Tang drunk, don't write if you can't do it, you keep thinking about it here, we'll be waiting for you! What are you kidding! ”

"That's it! Let's go down! Tang drunk, go down! ”

The shouting became louder and louder, and the number of people shouted more and more, and at this time, the people of the writers' association finally began to speak.

Chen Bingsheng and others had already written their own poems, so they also chatted with each other together, of course, this so-called "small talk" was naturally insinuating and satirizing Tang Zui, and because they wanted everyone to hear it intentionally or unintentionally, they deliberately turned on a microphone placed not far from them, so that everyone could hear their conversation, and Tang Zui could naturally hear it:

"Today's young people, they are really getting more and more arrogant, they wrote something by coincidence and became famous, and they didn't know why, and they began to flutter, how do you say this has been going on for a long time!"

"Yes! This person, be humble, there is a saying, yes, 'full of losses, humble benefits', the words of the ancients still have a certain truth. ”

"Time is the thing that can best test something or someone, some things and some people can be popular for a while, but what about after this time? He can't do it, and when he encounters a real situation, his true form is revealed, right? ”

Everyone, you say a word, I say a word, everyone's words are tacitly pointed at Tang Zui, everyone is not a fool, who can not know what they mean, so the audience at the scene and the audience watching the online video began to discuss, and just as they were discussing, another voice suddenly came out of the scene