Chapter 213: Slap in the face

The literary salon "Poetry Night" soon began.

It was Xu Huan who went to the podium first to announce this matter, and after he said something that made Su Wen inexplicable, he turned around and went to the podium.

After all, he is the current president of the Poetry Association of Huaxia Academy of Literature, even if Yi Youran's prestige is still there, out of politeness, she can only avoid suspicion and let Xu Huan go up to preside.

As the newly elected president of the Poetry Association, Xu Huan's appearance this time is the first time he has announced to everyone that the next year of the Poetry Association will be his era.

He wants to be the best he can be during the year and become an influential president. He was lucky, he entered the university a year late, and avoided the time when Yi Youran still controlled the poetry association in his senior year, and by his junior year, Yi Youran had already graduated from undergraduate, so he could only pass the position to the vice president.

Xu Huan was the vice president in his sophomore year last year, and it is very natural to take over this year. This is much better luck than the previous vice president - that guy has been the vice president for two years, and under the pressure of Yi Youran, he has been unable to straighten out, and finally went to the senior year and had to retire.

Xu Huan, who was glad that he was lucky, wanted to take this opportunity tonight to make a name for himself and stabilize his position! Especially when the two great gods of Sea Finger and Sea Island were present, he wanted to come out even more.

The only thing that made him feel a great threat at the scene was Su Wen, this guy was very big, and he was deeply appreciated by Haizhi, Xu Huan was afraid that Su Wen would threaten his status in the Poetry Society as soon as he entered the university - if Su Wen joined the Poetry Society, with his ability, with the support of Haizhi and others, maybe he could be the vice president in the first year.

By the time he reaches his sophomore year, he can be the president. If it is a little more powerful, wouldn't it be more terrifying than Yi Youran, holding the power of the association for three or four years in a row?

Xu Huan is only in his third year, and he still has a year to stay in school in his senior year. He didn't want to live in the shadow of Su Wen as the former president, he also wanted to be like Yi Youran, because of his high prestige, he could break the routine and be the president in his senior year!

Yes, there is an example ahead, and there is something called ambition in Xu Huan's heart that grows like a weed!

I want to be a leisurely existence. Then be the undisputed number one among students in poetry!

Xu Huan felt that tonight's salon was his battlefield, and the enemy was the hundreds of students on the scene, and the biggest competitor was Su Wen!

Thinking like this, Xu Huan's attitude towards Su Wen naturally couldn't be gentle, and after putting down the cruel words, he followed the steps of the salon and announced the start of the salon.

He first read out the purpose and rules of the salon.

The purpose is very simple, very lofty, nothing more than to say that the Huaxia Academy of Literature is the cradle of literary talents in the Chinese Empire. As students of the Faculty of Letters, they should carry forward the tradition, win glory for the Faculty of Letters, and contribute to the imperial poetry circle.

The purpose of holding this literary salon is to gather the most outstanding poetry talents of the Faculty of Letters, exchange feelings, and promote poetry creation skills.

When talking about these opening remarks. Xu Huan was inexplicably excited and grateful. It made people's hearts boil.

When it comes to the procedures and rules of the salon -- in fact, the so-called literary salon does not have many rules, and it is more like a colloquium. If you are interested, sit down and discuss, express your own opinions, or refute others' statements.

In order to be interesting, we will specify some things that are of interest. For example, the poetry salon held by Huaxia Academy of Literature will select a "poetry star" of the night every time.

The star of poetry, as the name suggests, is the star that shines brightest that night.

How can it be behaved?

The podium at Xu Huan's feet is a ring. All the students, who feel that their new poems are of a good level, can go up and recite them, let people judge, see whose poems are the best, and the person who can crown the audience is the poetry star of the night.

Of course, in order to prevent people from being unself-aware and daring to go up and recite limericks casually, the literary salon has also formulated a punishment mechanism, that is, if it is obvious that they go up to the court, they will not only be warned, disqualified from the next salon, but even expelled from the student group.

Other student organizations don't know, at least, that poetry societies have such powers. As the No. 1 student club of the Faculty of Letters, everyone wants to join it, and if they are expelled, it will be a shame and even a shame.

Therefore, in the poetry salons held in the past, the people who read poetry on the podium were all proud of their talents, and the poems they wrote were of a very high standard, and there was even no shortage of classics.

If he can become the poetry star of the poetry salon, his poems will be highlighted and published in the poetry of the campus, so that the whole school can see his works. And because Huaxia Faculty of Letters' achievements in literature are relatively eye-catching, their school magazine works are also in demand in many colleges and universities in Kyoto.

In other words, becoming a poetry star in one issue will not only shine on the spot, but also be famous throughout the school, and even students from other colleges and universities can hear your name.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that the star of poetry is the brightest star. In the past, this name was snatched up, but this year, there are also sea fingers and islands present, and there are more people who want to be appreciated through them, and it is estimated that there will be more students competing.

In addition, there is a kind of challenging rule in the poetry salon, why is the podium a ring, that is, someone goes up to directly name who to compete with, and then recites the poems, if no one goes up to pick up, or the poetry level is not as good as him, if he keeps winning, then there is no need for everyone to judge, win to the end, he is the poetry star of the night.

In the end, whoever wins is the star of poetry. How can you be sure you can win? The people on the scene are all from professional poetry classes, and it is still easy to distinguish the good and bad of a poem. You can shout out the person who writes poorly!

Such rules can save a lot of time, and everyone does not have to listen to some low-level poems. And this doesn't happen very often, because the first person to activate the challenge mechanic, only very good poetry can suppress others.

In other words, there are no three-thirds, don't go to Liangshan! No one is sure that their works are outstanding, and naturally they don't dare to provoke casually.

After Xu Huan read out the rules and announced the start of the poetry salon, the scene suddenly became chaotic again. There were many students who discussed in groups, but they all wanted to squeeze into the sea finger and the island.

Hai Zhi saw that this would not work, and quickly warned everyone not to mess with the rules, let them wait patiently, and he would go to each small circle to communicate with everyone.

finally appeased everyone. Only then did Haizhi turn back and talk to the crowd.

They also formed a small circle here, there are probably as many poets, except for the island and the sea finger, counting the clothes leisurely and Xu Huan, the other students are all cadres of the poetry association.

Being a cadre has such benefits, and you can get resources as soon as possible.

In addition, the one who has nothing to do with the Poetry Association is Su Wen, who was pulled by the sea finger and couldn't leave if he wanted to. Such treatment. It made the cadres of other poetry associations hot.

"Suwen, we finally have time to talk. Come, let's talk about poetry. Haizhi enthusiastically pulled Su Wen and said.

Su Wen only agreed with a wry smile, and he had studied the poetry of Haizhi and others before he came here, and he also had a general understanding of the poetry genre of this era, otherwise he really couldn't talk to Haizhi.

It is said that it is an exchange, but in fact, it is more like Haizhi teaching, he looks at the students next to him. His eyes fell on Su Wen and asked everyone to write poetry. What's most important.

Some of the students answered the language ability, some books said that they had a grasp of words, and only poems written in concise language were readable and readable, and some people gave examples that Du Fu was a representative of this aspect.

This point of view was put forward by Yi Youran. It can be seen. She was deeply influenced by her grandfather, the Venerable Venerable Donglian, because the Venerable Venerable Donglian had said similar things when he was discussing poetry. He advocated that the language of poetry should be concise, that there should be something to say, and that there should be thoughts.

Realists like Du Fu are their grandfathers.

Some students say it's rhythmic. That is, to have a musical rhythm, because poetry itself is meant to be sung. Prosody also reflects the grasp of language, and in their view, new poems should also rhyme, otherwise it is a lack of mastery of Chinese characters. Poetry without rhyme is not musically beautiful, and it is incomplete.

This view is advocated by Xu Huan and others, who use poems such as the Book of Songs and Han Yuefu as examples, saying that these poems are catchy and extremely beautiful to read. Poetry should be beautiful.

The opinions of the people, the sea fingers and the islands, listened very carefully, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking their heads, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning.

When everyone spoke, they found that Su Wen was silent and did not express his opinion.

Haizhi couldn't help but ask, "Su Wen, what do you think, what is your poetic proposition?" ”

Su Wen has any poetic ideas, he is a "literary copyist", is it possible to say that the doctrine of taking is also a proposition?

Of course, he didn't dare to say that his poems were all plagiarized, and when he saw everyone staring at him, he had to bite the bullet and say: "Actually, I think what they said makes sense, poetry can be complained, can be excited, and can be sighed." It is never a divided being, on the contrary it is always a unified whole. You have to say that the style is high and the style is low, which is unscientific. ”

This is a decent point of view, saying it is equivalent to not saying it, which makes everyone roll their eyes.

Haizhi and Haidao were a little disappointed when they heard this, and shook their heads with a wry smile.

Yi Youran couldn't help but snort: "Su Wen, you are talking about the mud!" There is no doubt that poetry that contains truth, goodness and beauty is good poetry. If there is only the beauty of form and no depth of content, how can you dare to call it a good poem? ”

Although Xu Huan did not agree with Yi Youran's point of view, he deeply consciously surrounded and suppressed Su Wen with her: "Classmate Su, you are too irresponsible, you don't even dare to say your own poetry propositions, what other poems do you write?" ”

Su Wen shrugged his shoulders and said: "My claims on poetry are all in the five "Poetry Treatises" I wrote, if you want to understand, please buy a copy of my poetry collection "If Life is Only as First Seen" to see." ”

When everyone heard this, they were dumbfounded.

This is the status of Hongguoguo, his poetry collection advertisement!

Haizhi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "This is going to be done!" Su Wen, no wonder your poetry collection can sell nearly two million copies, looking at your appearance, there is no less publicity, right? I've heard that you've advertised this collection of poems, both on meager occasions and on other occasions. I didn't expect you to become accustomed to nature and use this place as a place for publicity. ”

Su Wen rubbed his hands and smiled: "I'm afraid that the wine is deep in the alley!" It's too difficult to be a literati and publish a poetry collection now, if we don't shout hard, we all have to go with the northwest wind! Of course, it also depends on the person, like the sea finger teacher and the island teacher, you don't have to advertise and pay a lot of money for your readers. ”

This sycophant is a shot!

The sea finger and the island looked at each other and smiled.

Haidao sighed and said, "Now that we are all old, our works are almost unsold." The future of poetry tonight is up to you. I hope you can revive the poetry market and bring a spring breeze of poetry! ”

Yi Youran and Xu Huan looked at each other with a smile when they heard this.

The island is not wrong to say that they are old, to be exact, poetry is in decline. Today's poets, even if they were famous in the past, can sell hundreds of thousands of copies, which is already good, and one or two million is called extremely best-sellers. As big as an island, now a new collection of poems has been released, and the sales of three million copies are sky-high.

Even the sea finger is only five or six million copies. In this situation, who dares to say anything about the newcomers in the poetry world to save and revitalize the poetry world?

There is only Su Wen......

Thinking that this guy's first poetry book sold more than 1 million copies in more than a month, Yi Youran and Xu Huan glanced at him with great jealousy.

Think about their situation, people are more angry than people!

In this regard, Xu Huan can only pinch his nose and admit it if he is not convinced, he has shown his poetry talent since he was a child, and he has published poems in various journals since he was in middle school, and now there are about 300 poems.

He has published three poetry collections, and from these poems, he has selected a book that he thinks is of a good level, but unfortunately the sales are not ideal, and the best selling ones have accumulated over the years, and there are less than 500,000 copies!

Compared with Su Wen's bonus of two million copies in more than a month, one is in the sky and the other is in the point, and it is not good to make people not ashamed.

"Why is that?" The crowd couldn't figure it out.

Hai Zhi seemed to sense everyone's hostility and unhappiness towards Su Wen, and quickly changed the topic and said: "Back to the topic just now, I asked you why it is most important to create poetry?" What you say does make sense, but that's what the ancient poetry demands. As for new poetry, I think it's imagination that counts! ”

"Imagination?"

"Yes, it's imagination!" "Why do you say it's imagination?" Only people with good imagination can write poetic images through the things they observe or imagine, and express their artistic conception through intentions. Whether the artistic conception is good or not is the premise of whether a poem is good or not. So, imagination is the foundation of poetry. If there is no imagination, Li Bai is not Li Bai, and Su Shi is not Su Shi, they can become the representative of poetry like immortals, just because they have a far better imagination than ordinary people! ”

The crowd was puzzled.

Haizhi said again: "If nothing else, let's talk about Su Wen's poetry collection, have you all read it?" ”

"Nope." Yi leisurely shook his head and said.

"Neither do I." Xu Huan glanced at Su Wen.

"Not yet!"

"No ......"

Except for Su Wen, only one of the seven students around said that he had read it, and the others didn't know what the hell Su Wen's poetry collection was!

Suddenly, Hai Zhi was embarrassed, his face turned red, first he looked at the equally surprised island unexpectedly, and then looked at Su Wen uneasily.

What kind of rhythm is this, this is a serious slap in the face to Su Wen!

Suddenly, the sea finger was angry, and he went crazy very suddenly! (To be continued......)