I'm really an emotional anchor

Chapter 170 Not worth mentioning

September 25th, Sunday.

Beijing Satellite TV, "Dialogue" program group.

The show will start live at [-]:[-] pm.

Li Zhiqiang was originally invited for this live broadcast, because he is not only a poet of the new generation, but also a master of calligraphy. His self-created splash-ink style font can be said to be popular all over the Internet.

Of course, although this fire has a hint of ambiguity, it still made his popularity skyrocket.

Originally, he spent money to promote himself in this episode of the show, but he didn't expect something to happen in the middle of the show, which turned into what it is today.

In fact, as a live broadcast program of Beijing Satellite TV, "Dialogue" has always performed well, and the TV station leaders also attach great importance to this column.

Because of Li Zhiqiang's popularity, there was a tinge of uncertainty, so the leader of the program group agreed to his request to be on the program after consideration.

Of course, there is no need to talk to Li Zhiqiang about these things.

Therefore, this caused Li Zhiqiang to think that the reason why this program agreed to his request was because he spent money.

The staff of the program group asked them to sit face to face. Of course, the distance between them was very far, otherwise Lin Mu would leave directly.

The old man Chu Yunfei, as an internal staff member, was also present at this time.

He admired Lin Mu very much, so he looked at Li Zhiqiang in a normal way.

The live broadcast of the show officially started. After the staff introduced the opening remarks, they introduced the next two people respectively.

"Mr. Lin Mu, the founder of Tiger Shark Live Studio, Xiaomu Emotional Radio Station, the most popular composer in the music industry, and also a screenwriter, variety show producer, and director all in one."

Speaking of this, the host bought a pass and said: "Everyone knows, even the most watched variety show on our channel at this stage, "I Love to Remember the Lyrics" is also a program created by Mr. Lin Mu as the main planner!"

At this time, whether it was the audience or everyone in front of the TV, they couldn't help opening their mouths, expressing disbelief.

At this time, they realized that Lin Mu was so powerful.

At this time, Li Zhiqiang also felt a little hairy, what kind of existence he had provoked.

However, when thinking of his backhand, Li Zhiqiang suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and acted calmly.

"This is Mr. Li Zhiqiang, the founder of one of our most popular fonts recently, who is also a poet and scholar!"

Well, when it comes to the title at the time of introduction, he has to admit that he lost.

However, no matter how many titles there are, if the level is not enough, it is still useless.

Moreover, if he wins this kid in the next competition, wouldn't it mean that he is stronger?
According to the program flow, Li Zhiqiang first showed what splash-ink calligraphy is, so that the audience present did not know what it meant, and of course many people felt that it was not clear.

After the show was over, the host didn't know what to think, so he asked Lin Mu.

"Mr. Lin, what do you think of Mr. Li's calligraphy?"

Lin Mu thought for a while, and answered in four words.

"Not worth mentioning!"

The host's expression froze instantly, a little at a loss.

Fortunately, the professional quality is still there, and when the audience roared with laughter, they recovered instantly.

"Does Teacher Lin mean that you don't want to comment?"

Lin Mu shook his head and said, "No, what I'm talking about is this calligraphy. It's not worth mentioning, it's not even as good as a child who is just learning to write!"

This time, the impact on the host was even greater.

He couldn't keep up with Lin Mu's train of thought. Didn't he pass the steps to Mr. Lin? Good guy, this is the rhythm of doing things right after a disagreement.

Fortunately, this time he responded in a timely manner, and quickly said: "It seems that Mr. Lin has some misunderstandings about this new calligraphy."

"No, it's not a misunderstanding!"

Lin Mu shook his head again.

Good guy, not only the host was stunned, but even the audience was dumbfounded.

Teacher Lin is Teacher Lin, just right.

The host turned around in astonishment, and when he was about to say something, Lin Mu continued: "This kind of thing is not so much calligraphy as it is children's graffiti."

"Well, that's not right either!"

A trace of seriousness appeared on Lin Mu's face.

"It is an overestimation of him to say that he is graffitied by a child."

"Children's graffiti, at least everyone can tell what it is, and this, hey, after he said what word, I still don't know it. Don't you think it's annoying."

I'll go, Mr. Lin is mighty.

"Actually, I did the same thing just now."

"Yeah, yeah, even if I know these four words are rewards from heaven, but I still don't recognize any of them, so who can ask for an argument?"

During the live webcast, there were numerous barrages.

At this time, Li Zhiqiang's eyes were red, and he roared, "Shut up, ignorant child, what do you know?"

Seeing him like this, Lin Mu shouted coldly, "Shut up!"

"What do I know? I know how to eat well and not be hungry. I know what is good and what is good. I'm not like someone who doesn't know anything and is still here babbling."

Li Zhiqiang's heart was beating wildly and his teeth were about to crack.

The host was really worried that he would not be able to hold on, and went up to fight Lin Mu desperately.

Fortunately, Li Zhiqiang was tenacious and really held on.

I saw that although his face was ugly, he said in a choked voice: "I don't know how Lin Xiaoyou's calligraphy is, can you let me have a look at it."

Lin Mu's heart moved, and he was waiting to refuse.

But only a mechanical sound sounded, "Shock the world with painting skills and calligraphy!"

"The more shocking sounds you collect, the richer the rewards."

Lin Mu felt happy and quickly changed his mind, "Okay, I'll let you see it today!"

As he spoke, he whispered a few words into the staff's ears, and then the staff looked suspicious.

However, at Lin Mu's insistence, the staff went down to prepare.

After a while, people knew why the staff was a little confused.

The reason was that what Lin Mu prepared was exactly the same as what Li Zhiqiang prepared.

Lin Mu looked at the things and nodded seriously.

Next, Lin Mu invited an audience member to help splash ink.

The young lady looked at Lin Mu with an excited expression. She was happy at first, but after hearing Lin Mu's request, she was instantly at a loss.

However, under Lin Mu's insistence, the young lady still closed her eyes and poured the bowl of ink in her hand onto the paper.

Just because of the strength and the angle, the ink splashed together and never scattered.

The little sister's pretty face flushed slightly, with a look of embarrassment.

On the contrary, Lin Mu didn't care about it. After giving her a thumbs up, he wiped off the ink that was accidentally spilled on her hands, and then took the brush and danced on the paper.

In less than half an hour, the ink on the paper had already changed color.

The ink that got together became a mountain, and some of the splashed ink became a mountain peak, and some were covered by mist.

On the mountain, an ink-colored plum blossom quietly blooms, and the hearts of the people watching the whole painting are shocked.

After people called it unbelievable, they were shocked by Lin Mu's painting skills.

Even the young lady looked at her hand still covered in ink with an inexplicable expression at this time, and then looked at Lin Mu's painting, lost in thought.

Obviously, the whole person has been "stunned" at this time.

Lin Mu finished the painting, looked at the blank space next to it, thought for a while, and wrote a few sentences.

The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!
The pen fell silent.

It took a long time for the scene to burst into warm applause.

Lin Mu clasped his hands together, bent down to salute everyone, and then returned to his seat to sit down.

The audience at the scene, as well as the audience in front of the TV, still haven't woken up from the shock.

Not only that, many painters and calligraphers turned on the TV one after another, looked at Lin Mu's paintings, and fell into deep thought.
(End of this chapter)