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Chapter 247 You don't understand? (Second update, please subscribe)

At the scene of "Huaxia Culture Ceremony".

Shen Qing finally came back to his senses, and sighed: "What a five-character quatrain. I am afraid that this poem can be called a five-character quatrain in the long river of history. It is really great. I never expected that on this stage I was able to see a young man write such a poem on the Internet. This is a good thing for me in the Chinese literary world. I am gratified, congratulated... Lin Xuan, you are fully qualified to be a special guest on the show."

No one objected.

In the next second, there was warm applause at the scene.

Soon a staff member set up another seat on the guest seat.

Lin Xuan did not refuse. If he still refused to take a seat and went to the auditorium under such circumstances, it would not be modest but excessive hypocrisy.

After being seated.

The host smiled and said: "Thank you Brother Xuan for your wonderful performance. To be honest, I was also amazed by the song 'Jiang Xue' just now. However, due to time constraints, our poetry writing competition has temporarily ended, and the next competition will be words."

At this time, an audience member shouted: "Host, after Brother Xuan becomes a guest, can he still compete?"

The scene was immediately boiling, and many people looked forward to it.

Even netizens commented:

"That's right, can we still see Lin Xuan playing?"

"It's more interesting to watch Lin Xuan."

"Those students are too rigid."

"Brother Xuan, don't be a guest, it's boring!"

The host smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone, even if Brother Xuan becomes a guest, he still has a chance to play. Just like Teacher Ma also left the field just now. But we should also give more appearances to our college students on the field Chance isn't it?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Many people understand it.

If Lin Xuan continues to appear on stage, this cultural ceremony may become Lin Xuan's special show.After all, the cultural ceremony is still dominated by college students.You, Lin Xuan, have been standing on the court, but the top ten college players they invited who were supposed to be the protagonists have been sitting on the bench, how can this work?
soon.

The program is officially on track.

In the second word competition, Lin Xuan sat in the guest seat and hardly spoke.

The word competition is also divided into three rounds.

And the rules of the competition are also relatively simple. In the same red box, there are various name cards.If the guest draws a certain word card, the students will make a poem based on the word card.

In the first round, the Ci card drawn was called "Drunk Flower".

In the second round, the name of the Ci card drawn was "Fisherman's Pride".

Lin Xuan didn't speak from front to back.

Next to him, Liu Jihong smiled and said, "Lin Xuan, why don't you give some advice to the students?"

Lin Xuan smiled and shook his head: "It's better for the teachers to guide you properly, I just listen."

However, he was a little embarrassed in his heart, he had never heard the names of these two cipai names before, so how could he give advice?I'm afraid that if I open my mouth, I will reveal my secrets.

Too many words will be lost.

That's the kind of guy he's talking about!

cough cough...

But just as Lin Xuanan was sitting quietly, he suddenly let out a light snort.

Because he heard a voice, the ci card drawn by the students in the third round was "Like a Dream Token"!
He was quite familiar with this, and there was interest in his eyes, so he sat up straight subconsciously, wanting to see how the students behaved.

have to say.

Without the pressure from Lin Xuan, the students once again showed their due strength.

One by one, the original light bloomed.

now.

The big screen shows a student's work:

【

Rumengling·Qingyue

Pull Xin'er Qingjiao, secretly ask how much is Nianfang?Pursing her lips and trembling, she turned around and listened.Shame, shame, the [-]th Mid-Autumn Festival is just right.

】

At this time, Lu Cheng and the others had reviewed several rounds.

The two or three hours of live broadcast made their faces tired.

At this moment, Liu Jihong is commenting: "The writing is not bad, and the girl's beauty is written out, but it would be better if this poem was released during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is still a bit lacking in artistic conception. Hmm... Lin Xuan, Would you like to comment on it too?"

Liu Jihong turned her head, just in time to see Lin Xuan's piercing eyes.

Lin Xuan shook his head quickly: "Ms. Liu, you can comment."

"Hey!"

Liu Jihong looked at him and smiled and said, "I see that your eyes are bright, and you seem to have something to say? It's okay...just say what you have to say, and you heard it just now. Many audiences are looking forward to your speech."

Lin Xuan smiled wryly: "Teacher Liu, this...Actually, I don't know Rumeng Ling very well."

How could Liu Jihong believe it.

A person who can write "Recalling Jiangnan", can he not study these most famous Cipai?
She raised her eyebrows: "You are still embarrassed, hurry up! This student will be evaluated by you."

The audience is also eager.

"Brother Xuan! Review!"

"Lin Xuan, please comment."

"Don't be shy?"

"You don't even understand Rumeng Ling, so who knows?"

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Lin Xuan had no choice but to say: "Ahem... How about this, I won't comment on this classmate's words, or I should write a poem like a dream?"

???

The noisy voices at the scene fell silent for a while, and everyone stared at him in a daze.

Liu Jihong rubbed his ears.

what's going on?
You, you just said you didn't understand Rumeng Ling, and you said you wanted to write one in a blink of an eye?
Looking at the dull eyes of these people.

Lin Xuan thought to himself: I really don't understand, but I can write.Do I need to understand Rumengling to write Rumengling?do you need?unnecessary!
He was too lazy to explain, or could not explain.

He got up directly and walked to the center of the stage.

Pick up a pen.

Hands up and down with a knife... Cough, cough, say it, the pen is like a snake!

After a while, a few lines of text appeared on the big screen.

【

Like a Dream Order·Chang Ji Xi Ting Sunset

I often remember that the sun was setting in the brook pavilion, I was intoxicated and didn't know the way back, I returned to the boat late after I was exhausted, and strayed into the depths of the lotus flower.Competing for crossing, competing for crossing, startled a pool of gulls and herons.

】

Throw the pen and leave.

For this poem, just like "Jiang Xue", Lin Xuan didn't need to use his memory engraving ability, because Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream" was also one of his must-read poems when he was a child, so when he took it out, There is no difficulty.

When Lin Xuan returned to his seat, the scene fell into deathly silence again.

The netizens in the live broadcast room have already become lively.

"Again? Again?"

"Laughing, it's just as I guessed, as long as Lin Xuan opens his mouth, something wonderful will happen."

"Hahaha, Brother Xuan said he doesn't understand Rumeng Ling."

"On this stage, Lin Xuan has never let me down."

"Lin Xuan: I'm sorry, I don't know how to comment, so I can only write it for you personally."

"Lin Xuan: You scumbags are not worthy of my review."

"..."

Liu Jihong stared at the big screen, and turned to look at Lin Xuan after a while: "Is this what you said you don't understand?"

If not identity here.

She wants to strangle this guy!

If this is not understood, all four of their guests should jump off the building.

Especially when several of their reviewers read Lin Xuan's "Like a Dream", and then read the lyrics written by other students, they felt dull instantly.

Until the end of the second part of the lyrics, almost most people still haven't recovered from Lin Xuan's song "Like a Dream".

Backstage.

Yu Qun's expression was extremely complicated.

The assistant Xiao Zhang next to him said in a low voice: "Director Yu, the latest news is that the number of people watching the live broadcast on the whole network has exceeded [-] million. Are you still not happy?"

"Happy is happy."

Yu Qun shook his head, with a tangled expression: "It's a good thing that Lin Xuan is so powerful that the number of viewers on the show has exploded. But just now the leader of the station called me and scolded me."

Xiao Zhang was stunned: "Why?"

Yu Qun sighed: "The leader of Taili said that we held the "Huaxia Culture Ceremony" to let everyone see the cultural heritage of Chinese young people, let everyone see the demeanor of students from top Chinese universities, and see their strength and level. But Tonight's show has almost become Lin Xuan's home stadium alone, and the students from the top ten colleges and universities have all become the foil. It is not advisable for our Longtai's central idea of ​​requiring a hundred flowers to bloom."

The assistant nodded: "It makes sense."

Yu Qun breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the show is over now."

During the several hours of webcast tonight, the director's heartstrings were even more tense than the live TV broadcast.

Fortunately, there were no major problems in the end.

Even in the end, the live broadcast traffic far exceeded expectations, which is something worth celebrating.

But when he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Zhang reminded: "Director Yu, today is the first day? There are three days in the "Ceremony of Chinese Culture"."

Yu Qun asked, "What about three days?"

Xiao Zhang said: "Today's poetry competition is over. Tomorrow is the piano and chess competition. Qin represents the music competition, and music is Lin Xuan's strong point."

"What?"

Yu Qun's expression changed drastically, and he jumped up from his seat.

(End of this chapter)