Chapter 244: Not Writing Poems, Writing Songs

Although, even the president can see that Zhang Huan's words can no longer be perfunctory.

And the reason for his perfunctory is that everyone is because of those few.

Relying on the old and selling the old like this, and boasting about himself, has already made the audience in the live broadcast room unbearable to look at it directly.

"Who is this, so awesome."

"Literary bulls? Their works don't seem to be so popular, right? ”

"I'll take it, I don't know if I don't check, I don't know if they're powerful, but their children are very powerful."

"College papers revolve around Lao Tzu, isn't it amazing?"

"There is also a research topic to study your own Lao Tzu's works? I have seen it for a long time. ”

The performance of these people has attracted countless complaints, and when the audience is curious, there are even more slots.

As for them, they are very satisfied with Zhang Huan's retreat.

even patted Zhang Huan on the shoulder, "You're still young, it doesn't matter if you can't write, just seize the opportunity to learn." ”

Audience: "......"

Hearing such serious words, the audience in the live broadcast room fell into self-isolation for a while.

I don't know what Zhang Huan has written, right?

It is said that literati are light, so does it have to be about the same grade to be like this?

You really don't have any compulsion at all, and you don't know what you're writing at all?

The president is embarrassed, but there is no way, who makes the family respectable.

is also in the system, and the one with deep qualifications is qualified to rely on the old and sell the old, and he has no problem.

Even this return to the show, he originally wanted to invite a few others.

It's a pity that these people insisted on coming and gave up all the places.

They like to travel at public expense, and they have to go abroad several times a year, which is called exchange and study.

If you have this kind of opportunity now, how can you want to miss it.

At this time, the president could only smile apologetically with Zhang Huan, Xiao Sa and Bingbing.

For such a situation, Xiao Sprinkle and Bingbing can only be said to be strange after being mixed up in China Television for a long time.

Qiantang Chao has seen it, and on the way back, these people are still showing off all the way.

Speaking of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign poets and writers, it is called a number of treasures, and deliberately said very profoundly.

This one said which great writer of which country he liked the most, and the other said which world famous book he was studying.

After blowing up, he asked Zhang Huan, "Young man, which is your favorite foreign writer?" ”

Zhang Huan, who was already drowsy, cheered up and smiled.

"Teacher, my favorite foreign author is the Russian Kuskaya, and her books have inspired me a lot."

"Have you read Kuskaya's book? I recommend it to you. ”

The chairman on the side was confused, and these few people all nodded, "Yes." ”

"To be honest, this one's book is okay."

After answering, these people continued to immerse themselves in their boastful world, and no longer paid attention to Zhang Huan.

Bingbing was stunned for a moment and then whispered to Zhang Huan to bite her ear, "Who is Kuskaya, why haven't I heard it at all?" ”

Zhang Huan said stupidly: "If you have heard it, it will be strange, I made it up." ”

There is no such writer in Russia, and it is even more unlikely that there will be any works.

In that case, what are these people looking at?

How did they come to the conclusion that they were okay if they wrote?

"Hahaha, Zhang Huan's guy is too bad."

"Why was I about to do a search, but you told me it was made up?"

"What is the meaning of selling fame and reputation, I fully understand it now."

"The president was so embarrassed that he wanted to jump out of the car directly, and he felt faceless."

Originally, the president thought that he was ignorant, and he wanted Zhang Huan to recommend it.

As a result, this cruel truth was heard.

He wasn't embarrassed by himself, but by the seniority of his association.

Later, if Bingbing and Yang Koi weren't covered, they would have laughed out to alarm these people.

In fact, Zhang Huan, as the initiator, was quite surprised by this.

In his previous life, when he watched a fairy tale king tell such a story, he subconsciously didn't believe it.

He felt that this should be made up by the fairy tale king, no matter how it was, it wouldn't be like this, right?

I didn't think that at this time, I really got such a result on a whim.

Perhaps it should be said that there are indeed people in the world who have a reputation for fame.

These people didn't know that they had shown their big faces, and they were even more red after coming to West Lake.

Zhang Huan didn't want to deal with them, so he deliberately walked away a few steps.

Looking at the West Lake from afar, he stretched his waist and moved his body, and the scenery in front of him made him feel relaxed and happy.

Stretching his waist, he casually read, "The beautiful scenery of the West Lake is in March, and the spring rain is like wine and willows." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a sigh came from behind.

"Young man, your poem is almost meaningless."

When he looked back, he saw that they had come behind him at some point.

Seeing this, he couldn't wait to slap himself.

It's okay to force something, see if you have recruited people.

He said very modestly: "That's that, it's really not as good as the work of the teachers." ”

This time, he was more perfunctory.

So much so that these people are aware of it.

"Young man, don't be unconvinced."

"Let's just say that you started this half sentence, and it was too straightforward and too simple."

"It's March in the spring, and you say that the West Lake is beautiful in March, what's the point?"

Seeing that he seemed to be unconvinced, several "reasonable" people commented on his poem.

Then, he continued to talk rhetorically.

Let's talk about which one of the dynasties came here, and then comment on the poet's work after reading it.

Then, read your own poems, and compare them with the ancient poems you just had.

There is a feeling that I am on the same level as the ancient poets.

Seeing that they criticized Zhang Huan as useless, Bingbing and Yang Koi were very unconvinced.

"You contradict them, when did you become so good at talking?"

"Finish the poems that follow, and let them see what really good poetry is."

In the live broadcast room, all the viewers had similar thoughts at this time.

"I think Zhang Huan's sentence is better than all of these people combined."

"Zhang Huan, stand up and humiliate them fiercely."

Although everyone hopes that Zhang Huan can show his skills and slap the old faces of these people fiercely.

But Zhang Huan just smiled, "What's behind, in fact, I'm writing songs, not poems." ”

Writing songs?

Everyone looked at him suspiciously, and wrote the question on their faces.

Zhang Huan sang aloud, and the singing was very loud.

Ahh

The beautiful scenery of the West Lake in March

Spring rain is like wine and willows like smoke

Thousands of miles to meet

It is difficult to hold hands on the other side

While singing, he also took advantage of the situation to stretch out his paws, and at the same time grabbed Bingbing and Yang Koi's delicate little hands.

Seeing this scene, the audience in the live broadcast room all "leaned" on.

"Nima, this guy was waiting here."

"There's nothing wrong with it, this is Zhang Huan."

"Compared to slapping a few old guys who rely on the old and selling the old, he is obviously more interested in Bingbing and the koi sister."

"Beast, let go of your claws and let me come."