"President Yang, I'm Ding Feng."

Yang Zhao laughed: "Mr. Ding, why did you remember to call me, you big boss?" ”

Yang Zhao, the first president of the Arts Management Committee, is also one of the thirteen voting members of the Arts Management Committee.

The Arts Management Committee, also known as the Dahan Artist Management Committee.

The main thing is to supervise the Han artists, and to manage and supervise them to a certain extent.

How to say it, it has a certain similarity with our radio and television.

Well, it's not exactly the same.

The art management committee is really a great deterrent to celebrities, as long as a notice is issued here and an artist is banned, then all companies will not use this person.

Why?

Because all your works have to be reviewed by this department, you can start broadcasting and making money.

As long as he's stuck here, no matter how good you are, it's useless.

As the first president of the Arts Management Committee, Yang Zhao is naturally in this circle, and he is the top figure.

"President Yang, don't I have something to ask for?

It's like this, my platform is doing a live broadcast, a live broadcast about a person.

Well, I know we're going to be under pressure from all sides.

So, didn't I come to the door and ask President Yang for help?

By the way, I have a handwritten copy of the author of "Yellow Crane Tower" here, I wonder if President Yang has heard of it? ”

Yang Zhao didn't care much about it, but after hearing Ding Feng's words, he stood up directly.

"The author of the Yellow Crane Tower, the handwriting of this anonymous poet?"

Ding Feng crossed his legs with a smile and changed his hand to hold the mobile phone.

"That's right, it's his handwriting."

Yang Zhao was silent for a while: "Mr. Ding, tell me seriously, who is this anonymous poet?"

Having said that, this matter can be considered. I really respect and love him. ”

Ding Feng frowned, then sighed.

"The person I broadcast live is the author. The next thing I'm going to live stream is the scene where he filmed himself and wrote these works by himself.

He is Liu Nan, Liu Nan who was banned ten years ago.

President Young, I can pledge with my personality.

In this live broadcast, we will return his innocence. Back then, he was completely framed. ”

Yang Zhao exclaimed: "This Liu Nan? This Liu Nan who died? ”

"Yes, the deceased Liu Nan!"

Yang Zhao's face was regretful: "It's a pity, when I was alive, I didn't see Mr. Liu, which makes me so sorry."

He wrote works with an anonymous name, I really love it!

In this case, I will give you a guarantee for this matter, and you can broadcast it boldly and boldly.

But Mr. Ding, Mr. Liu's handwritten book "Yellow Crane Tower" promised by you, you can give it to me. ”

Ding Feng laughed: "Of course it's no problem, President Yang can rest assured."

If you have time, you can also watch this live broadcast.

I think the entire Han Kingdom will be shocked by his amazing talent. ”

"Of course, this gentleman's live broadcast, I will definitely watch it.

After all, over the years, too many people have been curious about this gentleman.

Too many people are curious about how he wrote so many works! ”

……

Hanging up the phone, Ding Feng sneered.

"Sun Zhenghao, what do I think you Tianyin are going to do this time?"

……

At this moment, Meng Lingchuan can't care about anything else, at this moment, he is listening to Liu Nan's understanding of modern poetry.

"Maybe too many people nowadays divide modern poetry into metrical poetry, free verse and the like.

Or, what are the genres: fairy tale poems, allegorical poems, prose poems, rhyme poems, etc.

There are also ways of expression: narrative poetry, lyric poetry.

There are also points according to length: micro poems, small poems, short poems, long poems, etc.

It sounds very complicated, or it sounds extraordinarily categorical.

In fact, according to my understanding, the so-called modern poetry is not so complicated at all, and it is according to one's own mind.

Rise with your heart, and move with your heart.

For example, if something suddenly comes to me, I'm going to write a poem to express it.

It doesn't matter what genre, what expression, or freedom of discipline or anything like that.

My feeling is that modern poetry itself is a way for us modern people to express our inner feelings.

For example, now that you see such a beautiful scenery along the way, as well as this mountain wildflowers, this vast sky, how do you want to write about Ling Chuan? ”

Meng Lingchuan frowned, looking at the scene flying by outside the car window, and finally he spoke.

"A bird flew over me, a fallen leaf, falling with the wind. I'm ...... at the moment."

"Stop, it seems that you still care too much about these so-called formats of modern poetry.

You don't think about what you want to write about yourself.

Ling Chuan, now you are only thinking about how you should be, according to the correct format, to write a correct and uncontroversial poem.

I'm telling you, it's soulless. The so-called things in modern poetry are all shackles.

You have to get rid of these things, or you won't be able to make any progress in your life.

Don't say that the sky doesn't give birth to you Meng Lingchuan, poetry is like a long night.

I'm afraid you'll end up being obsessed with everyone. You have to put that behind that, you have to understand your heart.

Whatever your heart wants to express, you can do with it. ”

Meng Lingchuan was stunned, looked at Liu Nan in a daze, and didn't know what to say for a while.

And at this moment, in the live broadcast room, countless ridicule began.

Just now, because of some words from Lin Hai and Meng Lingchuan, many people didn't think about anything else.

At this moment, they finally reacted, so they started again.

"Hehe, this Liu Nan has such a big face, you are a plagiarism dog, you still have the face to teach President Meng how to write poems?"

"That's it, it's ridiculous to slip the world, and it's laughable to think about it."

"Liu Nan, don't you understand, who is this person sitting next to you?

He is the president of the Modern Poetry Association of the Han Kingdom, and he is the genius poet Meng Lingchuan.

What qualifications do you have to make irresponsible remarks in front of him? ”

"Damn, it's crazy, I look at this man and lose face."

"It's just not wrong, are you justified in a plagiarism dog?"

Some celebrity fans are frantically mocking at the moment, and they are still frantically squeezing Liu Nan ten years ago.

However, some people from the Poetry Association are in deep thought at the moment.

"I am a three-star poet of the Modern Poetry Association, and I want to say that these words seem to be written on the title page of President Meng's analysis of modern poetry."

"I am also a member of the Society of Modern Poetry, and I can testify that the title page of this book is written with this passage.

I remember that President Meng spoke back then, and these words were spoken by the person he admired the most in his life.

I can't rely on it, it won't be Liu Nan, right? ”

"Poof, you're crazy in front, aren't you? With such a bad record, will President Meng admire him?

If it's true, why the hell am I going to play death tumbling with crocodiles, believe it or not? ”

"That's it, how old is he Liu Nan?"

Just when there was a lot of noise in the live broadcast room, suddenly a golden tribe number came in.

"My God, President Meng is here?"