What to do if you become famous too fast

Weakened version of luck!So awesome!

Wang Huan took a deep breath, calmed his beating heart, nodded and said: "No problem."

Zhao Zeyuan originally thought that Wang Huan would reject his proposal, otherwise he would be looking for death.But as long as Wang Huan refuses, he will fall into a disadvantage in the right to speak, and he will not be able to escape his palm.

However, something happened that he didn't expect.

Wang Huan actually agreed!

How dare you agree?

Dead!You are dead!

Because in recent days, Zhao Zeyuan happened to be studying the poems of the Republic of China period, so he put forward this seemingly generous, but actually beneficial condition for himself.

He suppressed the joy in his heart and said: "Very well, then let's start now, with a time limit of 10 minutes, each compose a poem that fits the theme, and then vote for the audience and judges to decide the winner, how about it? "

Wang Huan shook his head: "Not really."

Zhao Zeyuan was angry: "Didn't you agree just now? Why are you going back on your word?"

Wang Huan said: "I agreed to compete with you. But I don't agree with the voting system you mentioned. You see, many of the audience at the scene came for you, and the other three judges also have a lot of relationship with you. Can I believe such a voting result? So the voting needs to be open to the public, so that the audience watching TV can judge whether the two poems are good or bad.”

Zhao Zeyuan really wants to say that the public understands shitty poetry.

Entrusting such an elegant culture to the audience to judge the outcome is no different from playing the piano against a cow.But he knew that as long as he said this sentence, he would be scolded by countless people immediately.

After a pause, he snorted coldly: "Now it's a live broadcast, how do we let the public vote?"

Sisi, the host on the stage, finally found a chance to speak: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Wang, we have a voting system on stage, and the staff just need to call it up. So you don't have to worry about voting. .”

Wang Huanchao Sisi smiled slightly, and looked at Zhao Zeyuan: "Look, the voting problem has been solved..."

"..."

Zhao Zeyuan nodded in agreement blankly.

Ah!

Vote and vote.

Even if ordinary audiences don't understand poetry, he believes that the basic ability to discern is still there.He is the most famous modern poet in China today. Will he lose the votes to a brat?

What a joke!

Chapter 0392 Wang Huan's Patriotic Poetry

Now that the rules have been negotiated.

Double convenience no longer has objections.

The quarrel between Wang Huan and the four judges came to an end for the time being, and officially entered the seemingly harmonious but actually more cruel competition.

then.

Wang Huan and Zhao Zeyuan walked to the center of the stage.

A staff member brought out two tables from the backstage, and there were paper, ink, pens and inkstones on the tables.

Obviously, after a while, the two will each write a modern poem on rice paper, and then vote for the tens of millions of people who are watching TV or live broadcasting on the Internet.

On the stage, the backstage staff quickly displayed the voting interface on the background board.

On the left is a blue three-dimensional column with Wang Huan written on it.

On the right is a green three-dimensional column, and below is Zhao Zeyuan.

The host Sisi picked up the microphone and said with a smile: "Every audience in front of the TV, good evening. We have just finished the competition of the student group of the "Huaxia Poetry Contest", and now we have officially entered the exchange of the expert group. Standing on the stage at the moment The two teachers on the Internet. On the right is the famous modern poet Mr. Zhao Zeyuan, and on the left is Mr. Wang Huan, an international piano master, Little Heavenly King, and chess master. In the next 10 minutes, they will write a A poem about praising China, we look forward to the wonderful performances from the two teachers."

"In addition, I would like to tell the audience friends who are watching the live broadcast that after the next two teachers finish their poems, we will start the voting session immediately. Please pick up your mobile phone and send the name of the teacher you support to XXXXXX. Or You can also log on to CCTV's official website, official account... and other channels to vote for it."

After Sisi's introduction, she looked to the stage: "Now, I want to ask Mr. Zhao Zeyuan, are you ready?"

"Ready." Zhao Zeyuan nodded.

"Teacher Wang Huan, are you ready?"

"Ready." Wang Huan also agreed.

"Alright then, I announce that the first match of the exchange match has officially begun!"

Following Sisi's voice, a 10-minute countdown appeared on the stage background screen.

Neither Wang Huan nor Zhao Zeyuan wrote immediately.

Zhao Zeyuan closed his eyes slightly, obviously looking for inspiration.

As for Wang Huan, he frowned.

The audience in the audience and the netizens who were watching the live broadcast saw Wang Huan's expression and thought he was in trouble.

Many fans of Wang Huan are still worried about him.

But in fact, this girl was thinking at the moment: "Do I really want to come up with this poem? Wang Zha, alas, it's really embarrassing."

Fortunately, others did not know his inner monologue, otherwise killing him would be easy.

After about 3 minutes.

Zhao Zeyuan opened his eyes, confidently spread out the rice paper on the table, then picked up the brush, and began to write quickly on the rice paper.It has to be said that aside from other prejudices, his brush calligraphy can be regarded as having entered the world, and his beautiful brush calligraphy quickly aroused the applause of many audiences.

The title of the poem "Hometown!hometown! "

The camera lens is aimed at this poem, and the content of the poem is displayed in front of the audience at the first time.The content is similar to other poems praising China during the Republic of China. It is nothing more than saying that China is my hometown, and even if my hometown has been devastated by war, it still makes me deeply nostalgic.

In terms of artistic conception, it can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, and it is almost the same routine as his previous poems.However, Zhao Zeyuan's skills are very deep, so the words are quite beautiful, which makes up for the lack of artistic conception to a certain extent.Plus the poem was written in a few minutes, so it's not too bad.

From this impromptu modern poem, it can be seen that Zhao Zeyuan's poetry level is indeed very high, but his rigid thinking, his eyes above the top, and his self-styled self-styled...that made him break away from the public and become what he is today.

Tian He and the other three judges also nodded.

"Old Zhao Baodao is not old yet."

"It's a nice poem."

"Excellent! It can be included in his poetry collection."

The whole poem consists of twelve sentences, and Zhao Zeyuan was so inspired that there was almost no pause in the whole process, and he finished writing this poem in less than 3 minutes.He put the pen aside and felt a lot of relief in his chest.