I don't deserve it.

I don't deserve it.

Li Yun was quite flustered now, he couldn't have imagined that the organizer of the poetry conference really wanted him to sit down.

Isn't this forcing yourself on camera?

Li Yun really feels that he is not worthy, and the rest of the judges are almost all university professors, and they are real cultural bulls, what are they? It's a plagiarism bull...

The aura alone was crushed over and over again.

But when it comes to the end, I have to go up even if I don't get it.

On the surface, he was not panicked at all, but in his heart he was panicked like an old dog, and strode into the venue of the Chinese Poetry Conference.

The Chinese Poetry Conference is live, with a delay of 0 minutes, in addition to being broadcast on CCTV's science and education channel, there will also be live broadcasts on CCTV, unlike other live broadcast websites, CCTV live broadcasts are not barrage.

As a result, Weibo has become a place similar to the real-time broadcast of the barrage, and everyone ran to the official blog of the Huaxia Poetry Conference to comment, and when the real-time barrage came to post.

"Wow! Mr. Li really sat down! ”

"Mr. Li's cards... Ah, that judge Tang Zhen, he is my doctoral supervisor! ”

"The upstairs quietly pretended to be forced and handed tea to the big guy."

"I'm a fart boss, but Mr. Li is the real boss, and he can sit on the same stage with my doctoral supervisor... Also standing. ”

"Hahahaha, I feel that Mr. Li's aura seems to be a little deflated."

The content of the live broadcast is a little dramatic in that Li Yun, who seems to have never lost, actually looks trembling, and his aura is completely overwhelmed, looking like an ordinary and even somewhat weak-hearted young man.

Why would such a talented person be weak-hearted?

It's because of self-humility, in the face of the real bigwigs around him, to maintain a humble heart...

And this has produced a lot of comedic effect.

This time, I finally saw Li Yun deflated.

This young man who has been pretending to be high-profile and has never stopped, he is deflated!

"How's the ratings?"

"Two points higher than usual... It's still rising. ”

"Sure enough, I made the right choice."

The corners of Yang Guangcheng's mouth curled up, very pleased.

He is the happiest when the ratings go up.

However, there are not no voices of opposition, Yan Ying, the general director and director of the show, frowned and said: "But there are a lot of voices on the Internet, and many lovers of the Chinese Poetry Conference say that we are not pure..."

Yan Ying was actually a little angry about the director's choice.

Regardless of her idea, she directly asked someone from the entertainment industry to come over.

"Our poetry conference is for people who love poetry, promoting traditional culture and promoting Chinese culture, not entertainment culture."

"No, no, no, you're too biased." Yang Guangcheng shook his head and said: "I think this Chinese poetry conference is just for people who don't know poetry, through this way to let them understand our traditional Chinese culture and understand the ancient poems that have been circulated for thousands of years, which is also the original intention of our Taiwan station to hold this program... To be honest, the reason why I didn't notify you is because I know that you have deviated, your thoughts are the same as those so-called 'fans', you regard poetry as something that is high on top, and only know how to play in a small circle, completely forgetting the original intention of promoting traditional culture, for poetry, you already have a sense of superiority, you must know that since ancient times, it is difficult to spread the circle with a sense of superiority... It's the exact opposite of what we wanted to do in the first place. ”

Yang Guangcheng was speechless for a while.

But the mouth cannon is useless for a woman who has just entered menopause...

Yan Ying felt that she had to defend her poetry conference in her own way.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Yan Ying excused herself to go to the bathroom and made a phone call at the same time.

"Wait a minute, you'll do this..."

At the same time, she made another phone call and said, "Wait a minute, and the show will be postponed forward... Yes, as I said, I will be responsible for the blame from the director, and you will do it. ”

With Dong Qingshu's opening remarks, the competition began.

"Revisiting those timeless classics can brush away the dust on our memories, and the feelings and wisdom of ancient literati can also brighten up our lives today."

The poetry contest is divided into three parts.

Individual pursuit.

Attack the qualifying tournament

Champion Tournament.

The first is the introduction of the five challengers.

They are elementary school students, food delivery boys, engineers, bar DJs, and college students.

Then Dong Qingshu interacted with several of them and introduced.

This camp is a regular routine, basically every issue of the challenge contestants are composed of primary school students, grassroots, elites, floating class, and members of the top of the ivory tower, and their introductions are also the same, at least the beginning of the Chinese voice is supported by a moving story of misery, the opening remarks of the Chinese poetry conference are not attractive to most people, and it is pure garbage time.

After each of them uttered an ancient poem like a 'motto', the contest began.

"Li Xiaoyou, why are you sweating? Is it too hot at the venue..."

Huang Bingtian sat next to Li Yun and asked in a low voice when he noticed Li Yun's abnormality.

"Oh, it's okay, I've had a little bit of a bad break lately."

"That's good... However, the "Love Nong" recited by this Liu Chun child is really good, and this poem shows her simple nature..."

"Oh yes yes yes, that's good, that's good, hahaha."

Of course, Li Yun is empty-hearted.

These five contestants are too awesome in Li Yun's opinion, and the ancient poems they memorized on the spot are all things they have never heard...

As a scumbag... In his previous life, he was a scumbag, and in this life, he was also a scumbag in elementary school, barely taking two books, and almost all the ancient poems memorized in junior high school and high school were forgotten, and the poems they recited were even more questionable.

"Listen to the question..."

"Find the ancient poem from these nine words..."

"Liu Chun, children, please answer the question."

"Under the ancient shrine of the lonely boat at night, the wind and rain in the river are full of wind and rain to see the tide."

The immature milk sounded.

The first question was successfully answered, and the applause was thunderous.

After the contestants successfully answered the questions, one of the judges explained the translation of the whole poem.

The interpreter explained that another judge, a professor named Lin Bo, a middle-aged man full of bookishness, spoke eloquently.

"At night, when the boat is moored to herd the calf, the man is still, but the stormy tide is turbulent. This artistic conception of contemplating stillness in motion and movement in stillness keeps the poet at a considerable distance from the outside world, thus showing a leisurely, calm, and transcendent state of mind and demeanor. ”

This is the significance of the Chinese Poetry Conference.

In fact, it is said to be a poetry competition, but in fact, it is a shell of a poetry competition to interpret ancient poems for people.

In fact, this format has been quite successful...

"Good!"

Applaud...

Li Yun's hands turned red with the applause.

He was really admired and rejoiced.

Fortunately, I am just a special judge.

It's about really letting yourself explain the meaning of the poem...

What can I do?

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Chapter 150, I'm Not Worthy