I became popular on the stage

Chapter 244 Master of Literature, Appearing in Person (Third Update, Please Subscribe)
No one spoke, no sound came out...but almost everyone felt their ears buzzing and their brains bursting.

When everyone saw the last line of the poem, there was thunder in their minds.

The laughter of those who laughed stopped abruptly, and the expressions of those who watched the joke froze.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Shocked.

sluggish.

It is almost difficult to describe the feelings of the audience in words.

Lu Cheng, who was still frowning just now, stared straight at his eyes, stood up from his seat, pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and stared at the poems on the big screen.

After a while, he murmured: "Wonderful~~~"

Liu Jihong and the others didn't make a sound, but the look on their faces showed everything.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage of "hahaha" came to an abrupt end, as if something was strangling the throats of netizens.

Only sporadic bullet screens floated up.

"Isn't it?"

"This last sentence!"

"Oh my God!"

"It turns out that Brother Xuan made me play again."

"I thought Lin Xuan was joking, but it turned out he wasn't."

"shocked."

"The last sentence blinded my dog's eyes."

On the stage, the host suppressed the trembling in his heart, let himself quickly enter the professional state, smiled and looked at the four reviewers: "Four teachers, can you comment on Brother Xuan's song "Song Xue"?"

Several people looked at each other.

at last.

It was still Shen Qing, the linguist who stood up, and he glanced at Lin Xuan with a complicated expression: "Lin Xuan, you played a trick on everyone."

Lin Xuan laughed and said: "No, no, I just wrote this poem because of a chance feeling in my heart. I hope it can catch the eyes of a few teachers."

"It's not just in the eyes?"

Shen Qing sighed: "When I wrote the first three sentences, I thought you were really joking with everyone. But the occasion for this joke is inappropriate, and even a stable person like Lu Cheng almost lost his temper."

Lu Cheng glared at him: "I didn't."

Shen Qing continued: "As the saying goes, insiders look at the doorway, outsiders watch the fun. But this time Lin Xuan wrote "Song Xue" in the first three sentences, making all of us become laymen, until the end When one line comes out, it is the finishing touch. It gives the whole poem a soul in an instant. Looking at the whole poem at this moment, we find that even the first three lines are not simple. The first two lines are realistic, and the snowflakes are embodied with specific numbers. The third sentence is imaginary, with thousands of words. It makes us seem to see a world full of snowflakes flying in the sky. The last sentence is of course a stroke of genius. All the snowflakes fly into the plum blossoms, and the snow and plum blossoms merge into one. The sky and the earth are boundless. One piece, the artistic conception is vast and profound. Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

The last three sentences are wonderful, expressing the excitement in the heart of this literary master at the moment.

Lin Xuan nodded secretly. He didn't know the accomplishments of this literary master, but his reading comprehension must be full marks.Anyway, he didn't think so much himself.

Just as he was muttering in his heart.

Shen Qing looked at the other ten players who had already been stunned: "Students, sit down first, this round... there is no need to compete."

Yes, there is indeed no way to compare.

Originally, when the ten students were faced with the second time to write a poem on the topic of "Snow", the difficulty had already exploded.Now that Lin Xuan has come up with such a classic poem, no one has the courage to compete, otherwise it will be a shameless show.

The ten students retreated and sat down one after another as if they were about to receive an amnesty.

Shen Qing turned his gaze back to Lin Xuan: "No wonder Master Lu Bojun admires you so much. I have rarely seen young people with such deep knowledge in Chinese culture. Just now your two poems about snow have completely conquered the students , according to the rules, some of us old guys will come out to compete with you in the third game. If you win again, you will sit next to us as a special guest. Lin Xuan, how are you? ?”

wow~~~
When the audience heard Shen Qing's voice, they immediately erupted.

Even the host's eyes were shining, showing excitement and anticipation.

After all, since the "Chinese Culture Ceremony" has been held for so many sessions, this is the first time they have seen a literary master face off against the audience in person.

This gimmick alone can make people extremely excited.

On the Internet, it has already fallen into complete madness.

"Oh my god, Brother Xuan is so awesome."

"Excited! Excited! Excited!"

"Brother Xuan wants to compete with a literary master?"

"Isn't it too exciting?"

"It's not only exciting, it's simply overwhelming."

Not only ordinary netizens were dumbfounded by this news, but even many figures in the Chinese literary world were shocked one by one.

Studio.

The number of people ushered in a surge again.

It is conservatively estimated that the number of people watching in several major live broadcast rooms has exceeded [-] million.

Seeing this data, director Yu Qun became numb, but soon he came back to his senses: "Host, hold on! The scene must be held steady. In addition, all planning and director teams should immediately prepare plans, and the program flow cannot be delayed." Big problem."

His heart was trembling.

Who would have thought that the words of assistant Xiao Zhang had come true: this Lin Xuan really couldn't come down!

However, although Yu Qun was nervous, he was more excited. After all, he never expected that a Lin Xuan would bring such a huge amount of traffic to this show, and the other party's literary attainments far surpassed that of Lin Xuan. His imagination made the show even more exciting.

This is all good!
At this moment, Yu Qun was glad that the show was not live on TV, otherwise the whole show would be messed up.Because of the rigor of Longtai's TV programs, such accidents cannot be tolerated.After all, those college students who were originally the main body of the program don't even have a sense of participation. Which leader can bear it?

on site.

The audience gradually quieted down from the boiling, but everyone looked at the stage excitedly, waiting for this unprecedented competition.

The host's sweet and excited voice sounded: "Audience friends, we will see an exciting scene next. Brother Xuan will have an unprecedented confrontation with one of our teachers on this stage. Please let Let's look forward to the start of the duel with excitement and trepidation..."

When the sound falls.

Shen Qing looked at the guest seats: "Who are we coming?"

Ma Peiming, who sat on the farthest edge, stood up and said, "I'll do it."

Ma Peiming, an expert in the study of Chinese classical culture, is also a professor of the Qingbei Literature Department.Although he doesn't speak much on the show, his poetry skills are top-notch in China.

Seeing him come forward, the other three had no objection.

The host smiled and said, "Okay, our teacher Ma is ready, and I will have a poetry writing showdown with Brother Xuan later. This time, let me draw the topic."

As she spoke, she walked to the assistant, put one hand into the box, and smiled at the same time: "This time I have to mess up a bit and choose a good topic."

After more than ten seconds, she took out a paper ball from the box.

Open it up and take a look.

I saw a word written on the ball of paper, a word that everyone at the scene was extremely familiar with: Snow!
(End of this chapter)