fish out a entertainer

Chapter 145 "Fu Ju"

"It's finally me!" Li Yi smiled and stood up.

The people in front finally lowered their curtains, and the field was completely empty.The host stepped onto the stage again, and said to the audience and judges with a smile.

"The next player is very special. He is very young compared to other players, but his talent has been recognized by countless people. He is an Internet platinum writer with countless fans. He is also an animation artist The director won this year’s highest award for Chinese animation, the Golden Dragon Award.”

"He is -" the host said in a long voice.

"Li Yi!"

"Let us invite our replacement poet Li Yi."

As the host's voice fell, the big screen behind the entire venue turned into a long picture scroll. A pen dipped in thick ink began to write on the blank picture scroll, and then the picture scroll seemed to be burned by fire. It turned into flying ashes all over the sky, and the heaven and earth were in a state of silence.

The big screen turned into a scene of raging war.

Then many people appeared on the field.

On the big screen, the battlefield has gradually turned into a big city with high walls. Countless people are coming and going at the gate of the city.

On the field, the lights come on.

A man dressed as a scholar held a scroll in his hand, and was full of vigor, and everyone around him cast amazed glances.

The lights dimmed, the picture freezes, and the scene disappears.

The lights are on.

The scholar packs his bags, bids farewell to his family, and embarks on a long journey. His mother sees the wanderer away with tears in her eyes.

The picture was hurriedly frozen, and the scene became dim again.

The audience at the scene looked at the scenes of these two scenes and felt a little interesting.

The scene continues.

The scholar met a young lady on the road. The two had similar interests and became a good companion.

Seeing this scene, many viewers showed a smile as expected.

Talented men and beautiful women, talented men and beautiful women, have been like this throughout the ages.

It's corny, but everyone loves it.

Just when everyone thought that the next scene would be that the scholar and everyone's lady went through a lot of hardships and then achieved success.

The lights are on.

The scholar is in an examination room, writing hard.

The picture freezes and the lights dim.

The lights are on.

The scholar was thrown out of the door by two people dressed as domestic servants, and the scholar grabbed a book that had fallen from the ground in a panic.

"How dare you, a humble scholar, to climb up to my young lady?" The two servants said with disdain and disdain on their faces, and even spat at the scholar.

The picture freezes and the lights dim again.

The audience present also laughed, and the current plot on the field was within their expectations.

But when the lights came on, the audience discovered that something was wrong with the plot.

The imperial list is posted, and countless students are looking forward to it.The same was true for the scholar, but after looking back and forth several times, until everyone had left, the scholar still couldn't find his name on the imperial list.

It was snowing heavily, and the scholar's thin body looked so lonely.

"Twenty years of studying hard in the cold window, after all, I still lost my name to Sun Shan."

The frame freezes and the lights disappear.

Next scene.

The lady is wearing a wedding dress and is about to get married, but the groom is not a scholar.The scholar watched everything from a distance with complicated eyes, but he was powerless.

He is full of vigor and high-spirited, and travels with his head held high, but in the end he only ends up in the name of Sun Shan, and he can't even protect the one he loves.

The lights were dim.

The audience at the scene watched these scenes and were all attracted by the tragic plot. Everyone was substituted into this little scholar, savoring his pain.

In the next scene, just when the audience was wondering how the plot would develop next, people suddenly discovered that the scene seemed to have changed their perspective.

Jin Ge clangs.

Chirping Ma Ming.

The foreigners raised their sharp scimitars and swung them at the unarmed people.

The river burst its banks, flooding thousands of hectares of farmland, and countless people became refugees.The government's disaster relief funds and grains were exploited by officials at all levels, and in the end not even a cent reached the hands of the people.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters, alien slaughter.

The lights are on.

Another year's imperial list announced.

The scholar in the crowd stood there, holding a book in his left hand and a pen in his right hand.

Fold the pen!

Lost books!

The scholar unfurled his hair in a bun, his long hair loose, and suddenly burst out laughing like crazy.

Everyone looked at the scholar as if they were looking at a strange lunatic.

The screen freezes.

The lights dimmed.

A voice slowly appeared.

Wait until autumn comes, September [-]~
After I bloom, a hundred flowers will kill~
The soaring fragrance penetrates Chang'an~
The city is full of golden armour~
The light suddenly hit a figure on the field, and then the lights of the whole place turned on. On the big screen behind the figure, a poem was outlined in ink.

"Follow the Chrysanthemum"

When autumn comes on September [-]th, when my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will be killed.

The incense soars through Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor.

——— Li Yi

This poem is very simple and clear, but when everyone saw this poem, their eyes lit up suddenly, and they felt that a sword was unsheathed with a cold light, which aroused goose bumps all over their bodies.

The momentum is too strong!
Especially when paired with the scene and story just now, and reading this poem again, the audience at the scene only felt a refreshing feeling of drinking iced drinks in summer.

Immediately, the applause sounded like overwhelming mountains and seas.

Li Yi smiled and bowed slightly to thank the audience and judges present.

The applause died down.

"Hello, dear viewers and judges. My name is Li Yi. My current job is to go to school, and my part-time job is to be an online writer." Li Yi introduced himself with a smile.

Fu Chunqiu looked at Li Yi, who caused the audience to shake, and immediately lost his temper.Although the gap between this poem and the previous poems is clear at a glance, the more it is like this, the more angry Fu Chunqiu becomes.

"Did you really write this poem?" Fu Chunqiu suddenly asked.

The audience and some of the judges were taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Fu Chunqiu in surprise.

Is this old man going to ruin things?
Even when Gou Zhu saw Fu Chunqiu's question in the background, his face suddenly changed, but he had no intention of stopping Fu Chunqiu with a dark face.Because the program team invited these old professors and gave them a lot of authority, as long as they don't go too far, Gou Zhu can't control them.

"Yes." Li Yi glanced at Fu Chunqiu, then said with a smile.

"I personally think that a young man with little experience is unlikely to write such a poem." Fu Chunqiu said with a cold face.

next set?

This set is also too obvious, right?

Li Yi looked at Fu Chunqiu, feeling a little helpless.

Originally, well water does not violate river water, but now you insist on making trouble, I have given you many chances.Now if you insist on being obsessed with obsession, then you can’t blame others.

"Then what are you going to do?" Li Yi asked innocently, pretending to be confused.

When the others saw it, they immediately secretly thought that something was wrong. Li Yi had fallen into a trap.You are still a young man, and you have stepped on such an obvious trap.

"Well, let me make a proposition for you. You write a poem on the spot. Talented people should be the same everywhere, right?" Fu Chunqiu said with a smile.

At this time, before Li Yi could answer, someone couldn't sit still.

Professor Chang Qian suddenly spoke.

"That's almost it." Professor Chang Qian said very implicitly, but there was a hint of coldness in his tone that penetrated into people's bones.

When Fu Chunqiu saw Chang Qian standing up for Li Yi, he unconsciously pulled his neck back. Compared to this big boss, he, a little associate professor, was not enough.

"Okay!" Li Yi said with a smile standing on the stage.

When Fu Chunqiu heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, like a winning rooster.

Chang Qian looked at Li Yi and sighed insignificantly.

This young man is going to suffer a lot.

This song "Bu Di Hou Fu Ju" has brought him too many surprises, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit of pity for his talent.But I didn't expect that this young man was still too determined. Seeing a pit in front of him, he insisted on jumping down.

Impromptu poetry is not a problem.

However, there is really no such talent in modern Chinese history who improvised high-quality poems.

And because of the pearls and jades of "Bu Di Hou Fu Ju", if the quality of Li Yi's improvised poems declines a little, I am afraid that he will be criticized.

(End of this chapter)