Liu La kept staring at Zhang Miao, shifting the star's attention to Zhang Miao. The stars kept staring at Zhang Miao again, causing the audience in front of the TV to also start noticing such a person sitting in the guest seat.

"Hey, who is this man?"

"Why is it wrong for me to listen to this poem, it seems to mean something?"

This is the reaction of the general audience.

"Damn, Young Master Liu won't be bullied, right?"

"I guess too, there must be something going on here, otherwise it would be impossible to read such a poem!"

This is the reaction of Liu La's fans.

"Good, good poetry, good scolding!"

"Alas, it's a pleasure to scold tonight, but I'm afraid it's really going to be banned after tonight!"

This is the reaction of some celebrities in the audience who are also disgusted with these powerful people, but have never dared to show them.

Liu Ra didn't want to know about these reactions, the only thing he wanted to do now was to vent his resentment, and the object of his venting was naturally Zhang Miao, the culprit.

At this moment, Zhang Miao's psychology is not easy, and she is constantly scolding the street. He never thought that Liu La would dare to scold himself on such an occasion, and he scolded so badly, and even wrote a poem, and the ****** of this poem seems to be not bad!

Zhang Miao is a person who loves to read books in private, and especially likes to read satirical modern history, but he has no impression of this poem, that is, this poem is likely to be Liu La's own original. Thinking of this, Zhang Miao wanted to cry, what kind of poems do you write as a stinky cross talk actor, do you still have friends like this?

Finding that everyone in the audience was staring at him, Zhang Miao really couldn't stand it, there was a feeling of sitting on pins and needles, and her whole body couldn't stop numb.

"Hmph." He couldn't stay any longer, so he snorted coldly, stood up and glanced at Liu La, and then turned around and walked outside without looking back. Qu Hong sat next to Zhang Miao, and when she saw that Zhang Miao, the gold owner, was gone, she quickly followed, this place is too dangerous now.

But it's okay that they don't leave, they go, especially Zhang Miao, which further confirms the thoughts of the audience in front of the TV, why did Liu La leave as soon as he read the poem, and his face was so ugly, there must be something wrong here! For Zhang Miao's not handsome face, the audience all wrote it down.

And looking at the back of Zhang Miao leaving in embarrassment, Liu La continued to read the last sentence of the poem to him:

"Luckily, I don't have to be afraid of that, because I'm not these eggs, I'm alone with a piece of iron.

The stone is destined to be cold, but he will polish it for me on one side and on both sides.

Friend, do you know how pieces of iron become blades?

Do you know that Cheng Feng will have a price? ”

"The price?" Liu Miao's poem fell on Zhang Miao's ears, making Zhang Miao's pace of departure a little faster.

And when Zhang Miao disappeared from sight, Liu La continued: "Okay, my poem has been read, I hope you can like my apology poem, thank you again for supporting me, thank you." After bowing to the audience, Liu La walked off the stage, and in the screen behind him, the mosaic on Liu La's face never disappeared.

After stepping off the stage, Liu La did not return to his seat, but walked out directly to the outside of the venue, and the cameras in the theater also followed Liu La's shooting, so that the audience in front of the TV had the feeling of watching Liu La's curtain call.

Liu La has always held his trophy for the best newcomer in his hand, and when he walked to the door of the theater, he casually handed the trophy to the waiter standing by the door, and said in his mouth: "Thank you, I gave it to you, keep it if you like it, and if you don't like to bother to throw it away for me." ”

As he spoke, Liu La pushed the door and walked out, melting into the night. And Zhou Gongzi saw Liu La leaving, hesitated, and then stood up and followed.

All that left was the waiter grabbing the trophy in his hand and standing in place, his face at a loss. But what he didn't know at this time was that today's trophy would bring him a huge, life-changing fortune in the future.

Liu La's departure made the atmosphere in the theater extremely awkward, and the audience in front of the TV didn't have the heart to watch the awards ceremony, and their minds were all focused on what happened.

Although the scene was cold, the necessary award ceremony still had to be completed, and next, the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Organizing Committee announced the Best Actor, Best Director, Best Film and other awards one after another. What's funny is that when Liu La left, the scene immediately returned to normal, and the mosaic disappeared, which made people have to wonder if it was boring.

In terms of awards, Zhou Xingchi made a big counterattack this time, beating Cheng Long, Jet Li and other stars, and won the awards for Best Actor and Best Director with "Kung Fu", while the best film was won by "Life and Death Niu Yuru".

It's a pity that it stands to reason that these big awards, which should have been the most valued and attracted the attention of the audience, have become lackluster because of Liu La's previous accident, and everyone seems to be still reverberating with Liu La's poem -

My Confessional Poem

Here, I would like to apologize to some people.

It's like a withered jackal, and you have to apologize for the hunter who was killed by it.

is like a clothed servant who wants to apologize for the great eunuch's grace of not killing.

Like an unstained lotus, it has to apologize for the silt that made it famous.

And they did.

Some are diamonds, they are emeralds, they are rubies that hold their heads high above the heads of those in power, borrowing and radiating light that is enough to destroy us.

And we are just eggs, cheap, fragile, pitted ugly, and only the poor woman would hold us in the palm of her hand as if we were treasures.

Eggs are destined to be unable to hit diamonds and jadeite, so in the face of these rays, we should be cautious, bend over and hook our backs, keep our hands and feet together, and seal our mouths, pretending to be a wriggling maggot.

According to them, I really should apologize.

As an egg and a maggot, I have grown my own mind, and I have the mouth, eyes, nose, tongue and ears of my deputy. This result is destined for them to gouge out my eyes, destroy my countenance, and make my fiery chest their grave.

Luckily, I don't have to be afraid of that, because I'm not these eggs, I'm alone.

The stone is destined to be cold, but he will polish it for me on one side and on both sides.

Friend, do you know how pieces of iron become blades?

Do you know that Cheng Feng will have a price?

……

ps: Okay, I searched for a whole day, and all the poems were used by Aunt Tui, and there was no way, so I had to write one myself, which is the one above.

Time is in a hurry, the writing is not good, everyone is more responsible. I finally understood that the purpose of Yu Yu writing so many poems is to dare to love so that other writers have no poems to write...... (To be continued.) )