Chapter Seventy-Three: The Case of Qingyu

"Pay attention, the winner of many championships in previous years, an ancient poem created by Yan Xing!"

"The poem is called Chinese New Year's Eve Snow!"

Wu Konghai's face was a lot more serious, and he slowly read it out in an appreciative tone.

"Snow melts..."

This is a seven-character poem, the rhythm is very neat, and the rhyme is also perfect.

"Good poetry, good poetry! Teacher Yan Xing did not describe the bustle and prosperity of Chinese New Year's Eve, but outlined the loneliness and coldness of people who could not go home for the New Year from the perspective of snow. ”

"Looking at the fireworks of thousands of homes alone, drifting outside, it really touches the scene!"

Wu Konghai sighed several times in succession, nodding frequently, modern people can write such works, it is already very powerful, it can be seen that the attainments of ancient poetry are very deep!

"Anyway, the Spring Festival holiday is not short every year, is it implying that I extend the spring break?" Wu Konghai made a joke and livened up the atmosphere.

Shen Feng in the audience read this ancient poem and nodded, it is indeed very well written, it can be said to be ingenious.

"It's worthy of Yan Xing, it seems that this year's champion is still him." Hu Qiulin sighed, she also wrote a rhyming ancient poem, but both in terms of idea and sentence formation, it was a lot worse, and there was no hope of winning the championship.

After watching Yan Xing's works, everyone felt that there was no suspense about the winner of this year's first prize.

Many people congratulated Yan Xing, the lyricist.

"Awesome, Yan Xing, turn around and lend me a car to drive for two days!"

"Dylan RS7! Jealousy has turned me beyond recognition, and the walls of quality have separated! ”

"No one can resist RS7! Yan Xing must borrow me to touch it! ”

Yan Xing, who was wearing glasses, was extremely modest, and did not rush to open the champagne, but responded modestly:

"The results haven't been announced yet, so maybe there will be more powerful works in the future?"

"Hahaha, being too modest is pride, who else in the company can overpower you!"

Everyone basically acquiesced that Yan Xing would take the first place, and they were not surprised by this result at all.

And Wu Konghai on the stage, in line with respect for the works, still showed the next works one by one.

"Hmm... Qingyu case, Yuan Xi! ”

"It's actually an ancient word, or it's written for the Lantern Festival, it's rare!"

Wu Konghai's eyes lit up, compared to the previous ancient poems, it is indeed rare to be able to appear an ancient word.

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain."

As soon as the first sentence was pronounced, the scene, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly became a lot quieter.

Anyone can hear that this poem has a lot of ancient rhyme, and the choice of words and sentences is very good.

Wu Konghai's eyes narrowed, and his face became a lot more solemn.

"BMW carved cars are full of fragrance."

"The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night."

After reading it, the corresponding picture appeared in everyone's minds, comparing it to the grand and grand scene tonight.

Without pausing for too long, Wu Konghai read it seriously.

"The moth snow willow is golden, and the laughter is full of dark fragrance."

This is a description of women, everyone looks at the female stars in the artist department, and they don't know who can afford such a description.

seemed to feel everyone's gaze, and all the female stars who thought they were good-looking sat up slightly and raised their postures.

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim."

After reading the whole word, the audience was silent for a long time, and there was some speechlessness.

As the content of the whole poem was displayed on the lottery screen, everyone was glued to the author's name.

"Composition Department, Dusty?!"

"The crowd looked for him a thousand times, but the man was in the lamplight! The meaning of this word is so beautiful! ”

"Dusty?"

Whether it was the people who congratulated Yan Xing just now or other people who didn't know much about ancient poetry, they all looked at the position where Shen Feng was sitting.

"Xiao Shen, you're really... It's hidden! Hu Qiulin's eyes widened!

"Awesome! Terrible! Even Liu Yi, who was born with a paralyzed face, sighed.

Ace composer Ye Yang was silent for a while, looked at Shen Feng and said slowly: "I'm wondering if I want you to fill in the lyrics for future songs!" ”

Zhang Shengming, who has always been unsmiling, took a deep look at Shen Feng and nodded at him with an approving look.

At this moment, even if you don't understand ancient poetry, you can see that this poem is a bit awesome.

Fang Cai also praised Yan Xing's person, touched his head awkwardly, and said with a smile:

"The choice of words and sentences and artistic conception are really good, but they are not very neat! It doesn't seem to be right at the top and bottom, do you say it's Yan Xing? ”

However, Yan Xing, who has studied ancient poetry, glanced at him coldly, and said in a complicated tone:

"This is a variant of the name of the Qingyu case, and the format rhyme is very neat."

After speaking, he looked at the position of Shen Feng in the composition department, and his eyes were indescribably complicated.

At this time, Shen Feng also looked over, and the two looked at each other for a while.

Yan Xing finally hugged Shen Feng and expressed his admiration.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, the composition department is a dark horse!"

President Wu Konghai, his tone was a little excited, he was a member of the Ancient Poetry Association with great difficulty, so he naturally understood how powerful this poem was.

It is no exaggeration to say that the publication of this word will definitely make the association turn the river and the sea upside down!

"I guess there's no suspense, right? But it's better to continue to show the last few works, what if there is a dark horse again? ”

Wu Konghai finished reading the rest of the works with a smile, and there were no more amazing works now.

"Then I declare that this year's first prize winner is!"

"Composition Department! Covered with dust! ”

Whoa!

The applause rang out like a tidal wave, and everyone applauded to express their admiration.

"This dusty seal, it's amazing! Not only can he write songs, but he also has such a deep knowledge of ancient poetry! ”

"The gap between people and people... It's so big! ”

"But he's so young!"

"No wonder this guy did it independently from composition to lyrics, and he dared to look down on others!"

The applause lasted for a long time, and under the burning gaze of many people, Shen Feng's old face was rarely red.

On the side of the artist department, Dong Yue put down his hand and said softly:

"It's amazing, no wonder you can let Minister Jian praise him so much, he is indeed talented!"

After the song, Shu Ying took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and said:

"Minister Jian, can you help introduce this dusty seal?"

The corners of Jian Ningshuang's mouth turned up even more, she thought about it for a while, and said:

"He's Minister Chen's man, and I'm not qualified to call him."

"If you want to ask him for a song, figure it out for yourself."

The two singers glanced at each other, and they both saw the meaning of competition in the eyes of both sides.

can make the two of them want to compete at the same time, but only ace composers have such treatment.

Now Shen Feng is not an ace composer, if he can take him down and become his own exclusive composer, maybe he won't have to worry about good songs in the future.

What you must know is that when you climb to the level of the queen of songs, you actually have baggage.

Every time you post a song, you have to think a lot, although they are very popular, but they don't want to release too many ordinary songs and smash their reputation.

As a result, in the past, only the works of ace composers could meet their requirements.

And the output of ace composers understands everything, so it leads to these singers, unless it is necessary, it is difficult to release a few songs in a year.

Ren Qingxuan, who was sitting a little back, suddenly complicated her thoughts.

"I looked back suddenly, but in the dim light, who is Shen Feng talking about!"

Ren Qingxuan fiddled with his fingers, and they were almost knotted.

Hearing this, she inevitably thought of the chance encounter she had with Shen Feng when she was planning to create a chance, and then she met.

"Could it be me?"

Where the lights are dim... Ren Qingxuan glanced up at the golden chandelier on the ceiling, and the speed of the little heart's beating accelerated a lot.

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