I'm really an emotional anchor

Chapter 172

When Lin Mu saw this topic, he already laughed in his heart.

Such a poem should have been known to a first grader in the previous life.

However, due to the system rules, Lin Mu still spent a certain amount of reputation points to redeem it.

Yes, it is the poem you are thinking of, "Compassion for the Farmers".

And when Li Zhiqiang saw this topic, he was sure of it.

Sure enough, the group of people in the program group were honest.

Thinking of this, without hesitation, I picked up the pen and started writing on the paper.

What he wrote was an ancient poem, because only this kind of poem can reflect his talent and learning.

Because the poem was done before, the writing speed was very fast, and Li Zhiqiang raised his hand in just 2 minutes.

The hands raised high, like the banner of victory, are flying on the field at this moment.

The host took the microphone and started to exaggerate the atmosphere.

"Wow!"

"Has Teacher Li finished it? It's really amazing!"

After speaking, he stepped forward and took the paper handed over by Li Zhiqiang.

I didn't read it carefully, so I read it directly.

In the program group, someone immediately put his poems on the big screen, so that everyone can see them.

Li Zhiqiang looked at everyone's surprised eyes and felt a little proud.

It took him three full days to write this poem, which took him a lot of effort.

Lin Mu looked at Li Zhiqiang's poem, and wanted to laugh in his heart, "I'll go, can this be considered a poem?"

Shaking his head slightly at the moment, he picked up the pen and paper and swiped away.

The host stepped forward to take the paper, but when he saw what Lin Mu was thinking, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

This poem is so simple.

When the day of hoeing the weeds is noon, the sweat drips down the weeds, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work.

The few twenty words contain a thousand catties of weight.

The hard work of the farmers is shown vividly.

The change in the host's expression could not be hidden from the people present. After a few jokes, the host came back to his senses.

The next step was the same process, except that when Lin Mu's poem appeared on the big screen, the group of people fell silent.

It’s so explicit, so shocking.

Li Shoutian and Pang Guozhong looked at Lin Mu's poem with shocked expressions on their faces.

"This kid is amazing!"

Li Shoutian sighed again.

Such "simple" verses are exactly what they want.

Because they know that if poetry wants to develop, it cannot do without the general public.

Only if they like it, can such poems have the value of dissemination.

As for this poem, Li Shoutian had already anticipated it.

If his guess is correct, this poem will definitely be widely spread in the days to come.

Because it is really serious to waste this matter now.

At this time, Starlight Entertainment Company, in the CEO's office.

Looking at the poem, Zhao Menglong asked a little puzzled, "Is this poem good? Why do I think it's average?"

Li Zijian also had the same doubts, but his identity reminded him not to express opinions easily, but to listen more and read more.

If a boss frequently puts forward opinions, it will cause the people below to act blindly, which is not good.

So, he didn't speak.

This move made Zhao Menglong a little dissatisfied, "What are you doing, talk!"

The expression on Li Zijian's face instantly became a little embarrassed. He forgot that although this is a company, it seems that only he and Mr. Zhao will be there, so there is no need to put on any leadership airs.

"Hey, don't tell me. Apart from the fact that this poem is simple and easy to understand, I really can't see anything else!"

Li Zijian is also a little depressed at this time, this study is not his strong point.

Fortunately, Zhao Menglong didn't think about what constructive explanation Li Zijian could come up with. He just nodded and said, "Alas, these cultural people are the ones I don't like the most. Their words are so difficult to understand."

Netizens on the Internet are also carefully reading the masterpieces of the two at this time.

It's just that after a group of people read it for a long time, they still think Lin Mu's poems are better, because they are simple and easy to remember!
Liu Lin also gave a wry smile at this time, "Why didn't I ask you a question, what the hell is going on in the world."

At this time, he really admired Lin Mu.

At this time, the teachers of the program group also started to comment.

First, he praised the two of them, and then pointed out Li Zhiqiang's many shortcomings.

It seems that the choice of words and sentences are too esoteric, making it hard to understand, and it seems a bit artificial.

Although the rhyme and feet of the whole poem are neat, the whole poem is too crafty to be considered as a fine work.

After a few words, Li Zhiqiang felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't intend to argue.

Again, his appreciation ability is still there and he can distinguish the quality of Lin Mu's poems from the bad.

This poem is not a bit better than his, that's why he was very calm.

In addition to not wanting to make himself lose too badly on TV, he also wanted to save some face for himself.

In fact, by this time, he was already a little timid.

It's just that the emotion he showed before was too thorough, so now he can't get off the horse, so he can only bite the bullet and continue the show.

Needless to say, Lin Mu won in this first round of competition.

Then came the second round, but at this time, for some reason, the program group directly announced that the audience would be asked to write questions, and all the questions of the program group were not used.

As soon as the news came out, the audience in the audience immediately boiled.

They've been waiting for this to come out.

Next, the program team brought up the props, Lin Mu drew a row, and Li Zhiqiang drew numbers.

Lin Mu was the first to put his hand into the lottery box, and then a number plate appeared in the field, eight rows!
At this time, Li Zhiqiang already knew his future fate in his heart, so he was calm.

He showed the number plate in his hand, it was number five.

"Come on, let's see who is No. [-] in the eighth row. Come on, teacher lighting, give me a close-up!"

The host announced loudly.

Under the light, a middle-aged man with glasses stood up.

The host asked him to come up to the stage and introduce himself.

"Hi everyone, my name is Wang Hai, I am 34 years old!"

The host asked: "Mr. Wang, do you have any questions for the two teachers?"

Wang Hai looked a little nervous, but he still smiled and said, "I want the two teachers to write a poem "encouraging learning", because I didn't study hard when I was a child, and now my work and family are very unhappy!"

"it is good!"

The host asked Wang Hai to go back to his seat first, and then asked, "Do you have any questions about the two teachers?"

The two shook their heads!

"Okay, the timer starts."

This time, Lin Mu did not wait for Li Zhiqiang to write first, but directly picked up the pen and paper and started.

Netizens and the audience were a little surprised when they saw this.

Is Teacher Lin so powerful?

Considering that writing needs to be quiet, no one spoke for a while until Lin Mu raised his hand.

The scene just boiled up.

From announcing the theme to Lin Mu raising his hand, within 2 minutes of the whole process, Lin Mu had already written the poem. How could this not make them excited.

It was also at this time that Lin Mu's poems were displayed on the big screen
(End of this chapter)