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Bian Xuejing quipped: "Xi Qing, as a talented person of our Binjiang Normal University, at this time, don't you want to write a poem for everyone to listen to?" ”

Under the stage: "Yes, Xi Qing, make a poem for everyone." ”

"If you want me to say, Xi Qing's poems also have to participate in the competition, otherwise we think the previous poems are very good, but they are not ideal. If there is a poem by Xi Qing, we can vote for it. "The enthusiasm of the students in the audience is even higher.

"Then don't you all vote for Xi Qing?" Bian Xuejing also hosted to a leisurely state, and found that the hosting of such an interactive variety show was really good.

Xi Qingdao said: "If you don't participate in the competition, you won't participate, otherwise you will all vote for me." No, just kidding, I think everyone's poems are very good, I can't compare. Naturally, I will give you a poem, but let's let the experts from the Writers' Association give us an appreciation of the previous poems. ”

"Could you please comment on Teacher Wen Ye first?" Bian Xuejing asked politely.

The poetry meeting came to this point, and it went to the link of talking about poetry and tasting poetry.

Speaking of which, the appreciation of poetry is a science, not that you feel which one is good, which one is high, and which one is wet.

Wen Ye got up and said: "These thirty, count it as thirty poems, I listened to it, what do you say about some of them, they can't be called poems, at most they are limericks." However, the enthusiasm of the students to compose poetry is commendable. Overall, it's okay. ”

Bian Xuejing said: "Is it okay?" I heard what Teacher Wen Ye meant, that is, there is still a problem? ”

Wen Ye smiled: "Actually, the students are all amateurs, and it's already very good to be able to write like this." ”

"Teacher Wen Ye, can you help us tell us what is the difference between their poems and their majors? We don't understand, maybe everyone feels similar to me, and it sounds good. "Bian Xue Jing Dao.

Wen Ye touched his nose and looked at Chairman Hua Shenghai, after all, he was here, and he said that he was the class with an axe.

Hua Shenghai waved his hand, meaning that you speak. Wen Ye said: "People who don't understand may look at these poems without difference, the surface is quite good, the words are elegant, the poems are elegant, but in fact, there are too many doorways inside." For example, there was a classmate's work before, and insiders may know at a glance that there is something wrong with this poem. The near-body poems he wrote? In fact, it is not, the law of the combination of close poems and flats, alternating with the same sentence: taking Wuyan as an example, where the first rhythm is flat, the second rhythm must be flat, and the third rhythm must be flat, on the contrary, the first rhythm must be used Ping, the second rhythm must be flat, and the third rhythm must be Ping, which is not right. ”

Bian Xuejing didn't understand it before, and suddenly realized: "So that's the case." ”

Wen Ye said: "So if you are an amateur or a beginner, it is better to write some modern poems, the requirements will be simpler, well, but a modern poem that someone read just now actually has a lot of problems, the artistic conception is a bit out of the way, the whole poem does not have a focus on the belief of implementation, our jargon is that there is no 'God', the literal is very gorgeous, but in the end, it has to be attributed, it is to move people's hearts, and even a poem without spirit and spirit cannot move people, it is empty inside, it is just a showcase." ”

"Long knowledge, right?" Xi Qing echoed.

Wen Ye seemed to be addicted, and he didn't know if it was intentional, so he suddenly said: "For example, in recent days, I have read a few poems on the Internet that are quite clickable, but in fact, they seem to me to be defective in the sense of intention, just a kind of rhetorical accumulation, of course, these may be things that are the opinions of the benevolent and the wise, so it remains to be discussed." ”

Xi Qing has one more mouth, because he has also paid attention to the poems that are clicked on the Internet, and a few of them are his own.

"What did Mr. Wen say?"

Wen Ye smiled: "I have actually commented on Weibo, and those who have read it may know that I have reservations about these two poems." ”

What poem?

Xi Qing was in this ivory tower, and he had never known Wen Ye before, so he didn't pay attention to his Weibo.

Wen Ye had no idea that he was on the brink of war, and he didn't know that what he was going to say next would anger the students in the audience.

"I'm talking about these two poems, one seen and unseen, and the other on the last day."

"Shenma?"

"You're talking about seeing or not seeing, on the last day, do you understand poetry?" The students protested in their hearts!

Xi Qing didn't expect that the poems Wen Ye said were his two poems. Why this happened, probably Xi Qing didn't know that it was because the poems written by Wen Ye a few days ago were trampled under the feet of these two poems by Xi Qing.

Therefore, at that time, Wen Ye openly questioned him on Weibo, but Wen Ye didn't know that the author of these two poems on the Internet was Xi Qing on the stage, so he probably touched the scales of his classmates.

Now, it is an extremely important Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting of Binjiang Normal University, and there is a live broadcast by the media, in Xi Qing's own school, the audience is his fans, Wen Ye denied him in public, which has made the scene at that time as quiet as the eve of death!

How many lives do you have for us to kill, and you can't kill people too much, do you know, you're about to?

Finally, one person spoke first: "What kind of person is this! ”

"How can you say such a thing?"

"Do you know who wrote this poem to allow you to slander it like this?"

"He's our idol! Is this guy knowingly doing it? Is he trying to destroy people? There is a live broadcast by the media, this is amazing! ”

Many of the students in the audience couldn't listen to it anymore, but this Wen Ye had a bit of the meaning he had just said, and he didn't want to stop at all, and he was ready to analyze it carefully.

To be honest, Xi Qing, one of the hosts, was also indignant for a while, yes, even if I don't write poetry professionally, even if I write averagely, there is no need to go to the door to crowd people, right? If you say you don't know, but the fierce reaction of your classmates you should have seen it, what you should be aware of, just do it.

But you, you don't have to stop at all, bully, you can't bully like this!

Bian Xuejing saw that Xi Qing was a little excited, she pulled Xi Qing's arm, and was about to ask Teacher Wen Ye to stop the urge to go on, but before Bian Xuejing could speak, Xi Qing took two steps forward, and his two steps made everyone's hearts flutter.

Is Xi Qing going to beat him? If you want to beat me, add me, those fans are ready to move.

And when Blue Phoenix saw this scene, he shook his head again and again, don't, a star, there must be no stain, if you do it, you will enter the entertainment industry in the future, this history will definitely be dug up and cannot be washed away.

Bian Xuejing was behind him, maybe only she could save Xi Qing, she wanted to go up, but it was obviously too late.

PS: If you can't catch it, you can read the first seven chapters, just watch it! Thank you for not killing!

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