After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 128
"I'll try it!"

The voice is not loud, and it sounds very young, but for some reason, many people feel that there is a youthful spirit and strong self-confidence in this voice.

At this time, everyone saw that it was a young man who came on the stage. The young man looked quite upright, but the confident light on his face gave him a lot of points. He could be called a handsome young man.

What makes everyone even more curious is that they always feel that this young man is very familiar, as if they have seen him somewhere, but they can't remember it for a while.

A reporter who was not on the scene next to the camera was also looking at it at the same time, and he also felt familiar.

"Remember, isn't this the talented boy from Jinling City? I saw him last time when our city was celebrating his success in a literary competition. Old Geng, hurry up and give this boy all the shots."

Hearing that Lao Geng, who was carrying the camera, did not dare to neglect, the camera closely followed Chen Tianhong.Fortunately, this is not a live broadcast, but a recorded broadcast, so he has time to adjust the angle.

When Yan Hua saw a young man coming up, he handed the small trumpet in his hand to Chen Tianhong indifferently. He was really young and frivolous. He dared to play when there was a good poem in front of him.

"Young man, sometimes the limelight is not so good."

Yan Hua slandered, and when he withdrew his hand, his eyes inadvertently skipped the reporter on the field, and then he found that the reporter looked very excited after seeing the young man on the field, with a look of eagerness to try It looks like... It's like seeing a celebrity, and I can't help but want to interview it out of professional habits.

This made Yan Hua look at the young man on stage again. He looked up and down carefully to make sure that he had never seen this young man.

But judging from the expression on the reporter's face, Yan Hua concluded that this young man should not be simple.So he opened his mouth to ask a few questions, first to get to the bottom of it.

However, after Chen Tianhong took over the small speaker, he turned directly in the direction of Liu Yifei and started speaking.

"I'm preparing a poem called "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi""

"Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night. Even more blows fall, and stars are like rain.

BMW engraves the car and the road is full of fragrance.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. "

Chen Tianhong spoke very slowly, almost word for word. His voice was not very loud, but it was very clear. Through the amplification effect of the small speakers, everyone in the small square could hear it clearly.

As the east wind blows, countless lanterns sway, looking from a distance, it looks like thousands of trees and pears made of fireworks, and like stars falling from the sky like rain.There are melodious and melodious xiao sounds echoing around, a bright moon in the sky is gradually slanting to the west, emitting silvery white light, and all kinds of fish and dragon lanterns are dancing happily.

The first half of this poem describes the grand occasion of the Lantern Festival incisively and vividly. The words used can be described as contemplative, extremely gorgeous, but easy to understand, even people who have not studied poetry can understand its meaning.

Everyone on the field was also watching the lanterns, which gave them an immersive sense of substitution.

After listening to the first half of the story, Yan Hua's heart turned cold.Just relying on the first half of the poem, it is almost catching up with the poem he prepared. The only thing that can't be compared is that the meaning of the words is almost in the realm, and even though it is written about a lantern festival, there is no romantic artistic conception in it.

But there is the second half.

"Who is this young man!"

At this moment, Yan Hua's curiosity towards Chen Tianhong is getting bigger and bigger.

"Moth snow willow golden strands. Laughter is full of dark fragrance.

People look for him thousands of Baidu.

Looking back suddenly, the man was there, in a dimly lit place. "

Chen Tianhong recited the second half of the que, and when he finished the last two sentences, what he saw in his mind was the scene of Liu Yifei standing under the colored lights not long ago.

The first sentence is "Moth snow willow golden strands. The laughter is full of fragrance." Not many people can understand it. Everyone on the field just feels that this description should be about people, not the upper half of things.

Until the phrase "Find him thousands of times in the crowd",

A young boy appeared in front of everyone. He didn't care about the lively scene around the boy. His eyes skipped over the people passing by in front of him. He eagerly wanted to find that picture among the crowd. A familiar face, that is the face of the sweetheart.

If he can't find his sweetheart, no matter how gorgeous the lanterns are, he won't be able to make him happy, and no matter how grand the event is, he will only feel lonely.

Finally came the end of the word.

"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in a dimly lit place"

The young man was in the anxiety of not being able to find anyone, and suddenly he looked back with a tacit understanding, and found that his ideal person was behind him, standing in the dimly lit place, looking at him with a smile.

The whole poem ends abruptly at the most exciting place, but it leaves a very wide room for everyone's imagination.The story behind it?The young man didn't write it, but everyone can imagine that the following story is a romantic love story.

And what they can recall most is the kind of surprise that suddenly looks back after experiencing disappointment.

After a long time, it wasn't just who said "Okay!", and then the crowd applauded endlessly, and the audience applauded thunderously.

Why do many people like good poetry, even those who read very little? In fact, this is the same as liking art. Good poetry can arouse people's emotions and thoughts.

When we read poetry, we will understand the poet's emotions and thoughts through their words. Some poems can make us feel the emotion that we have never experienced before. This is a wonderful thing.

Among the crowd, Liu Yifei was the one who touched the most. She could tell that Chen Tianhong wrote this poem for her, especially the last few lines, which they had just experienced.

Liu Yifei's heart can no longer be described as moved. At this moment, she only has one thought, that is, she will leave her life to him.

Different from the applause of the people on the field, the corners of Yan Hua's mouth twitched, and the businessman's signature smile on his face disappeared after this poem was over.

Rao is extremely shrewd, but in the face of the current situation, he has nothing to do, unless the support he finds can come up with another song that is better than this one.But obviously this is an impossible event, and he still doesn't know what level of support his own is.

When Yan Hua looked at Chen Tianhong again, there was some resentment in his eyes!Little brother, you are here to mess things up!Isn't it too wasteful for you to use such a good word here?

Yan Hua is also a highly educated person, so he can naturally hear that this "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi" is a good poem, which can shake the modern poetry world, but it can be used by this young man in a lantern riddle activity It's really extravagant, even if Yan Hua's light boat is very valuable, but compared with this poem, it's not even a star.

"Student Chen Tianhong, I didn't expect to meet you here! Your poem is so well written! You are indeed a talented young man in our Jinling City. Can I interview you?"

The reporter on the side couldn't help but asked excitedly.

Chen Tianhong glanced at the reporter in front of him, but he didn't have any impression in his mind. Out of politeness, he nodded.

Chen Tianhong didn't know the reporter, but the reporter knew him!
For local reporters like them, whenever there is trouble in Jinling City, whenever there is a celebrity, they must be the first to know the news.

Seeing that Chen Tianhong agreed, the reporter was even more excited. He waved to the camera not far away, meaning to take a close-up video.

Lao Geng, who was carrying the camera, had been waiting for a long time, and trotted all the way to the center of the square.

If the reporter's interview with others just now was a little perfunctory, it will be very formal.

He straightened his clothes first, and then said to the camera: "This time when we were interviewing the citizens watching the lanterns on the banks of the Qinhuai River, we were fortunate to meet Chen Tianhong, a talented boy from Jinling City. The best words of "

The following words are routine flattery, Chen Tianhong is full of black lines, because the camera is also aimed at him, so Chen Tianhong can only keep smiling.

Fortunately, he is already very familiar with this set of procedures. When it is his turn to speak, he should answer the same as when he participated in the activities before. Be polite and humble, and stick to the four characters, neither humble nor overbearing, a man's true colors .

When the reporter interviewed Chen Tianhong, Yan Hua finally realized who the young man in front of him was.Although he had never met Chen Tianhong himself, he still knew about the fact that a genius had appeared in this city, and at this moment his mind became alive.

The genius boy in this city participated in the activities organized by himself, and even wrote a good poem. With his current popularity, this is more effective than any advertisement he does.

Now Yan Hua no longer feels that he has lost the boat and lanterns. If he had known that this young man was Chen Tianhong, what would he have said!He is willing to give it away for free!
It took nearly half an hour before the reporter's interview was over. During this period, he asked a lot of questions, and at the end Chen Tianhong really didn't want to answer them. This was much more tiring than his "borrowing" poems.

As soon as the interview was over, Yan Hua came forward and directly announced that Chen Tianhong had won the Lantern Festival. Almost no one in the square had any objections to this. No one could justify the word that he didn't win.

However, everyone became curious about Chen Tianhong. The person who can write such a good poem must not be an unknown person. In addition, the reporter just gave a special interview. Although they couldn't hear it very clearly, there are always a few people in the square. I met Chen Tianhong on TV.

Then the news spread. Then the scene got a little out of control. Everyone rushed forward, wanting to take a good look at this talented boy from Jinling City.

In the end, Chen Tianhong had time to say something to Yan Hua, keep the lanterns and boats, and he would come to pick them up later, and then he slipped away.

If you don't slip, you won't be able to leave if you are surrounded.

(End of this chapter)