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223 Chapter 223 Su Qingyun Was Despised

【223, Su Qingyun is despised】

"Great, God Su, I'll send the invitation letter to you then!"

Zhao Han slapped the table excitedly and almost jumped up.

After hanging up the phone, the movement on his side had already attracted the attention of other people in the association.

"Xiao Zhao, what's the matter, why are you so excited?"

"Yeah, Xiao Zhao, why are you so excited? Could it be that you invited some big boss?"

"Could it be Xiao Zhao, did you invite Zhou Xingxing from the Writers Association, or Qianqian, a master of poetry, or the literary master Teacher Donghua who has lived in seclusion for many years and doesn't care about world affairs?"

……

The members of the association chattered and started guessing.

Zhao Han narrowed his eyes, shook his head again and again, and said, "Neither of them! This person, you will never guess!"

"Hehe, are you kidding me? Come on, who did you invite?"

"Yes, yes, who did you invite? I invited Mr. Wen Qianqiu from Chang'an Bailu College!"

"Wen Qianqiu? Since you can invite Wen Qianqiu, rely on me, this relationship is too hard!"

"On my side, I have invited Mr. Kong Rufeng, the dean of the School of Ancient Literature of Confucius University. This man is not only well-read in poetry and books, but also a descendant of the sage Kong!"

"I'll go, Brother Li, you are awesome, you even invited the descendants of Confucius!"

"Hahaha, I have invited Mr. Ye Shengyin, the winner of the Huading Poetry Gold Award. I believe that Mr. Ye's accomplishments in poetry will definitely beat those little devils and sticks to the ground!"

……

In the hall, everyone chattered and talked about the people they invited.

However, from the beginning to the end, Xiao Zhao kept smiling and remained silent.

At this time, Zhang Lingtong, the president of the Traditional Poetry Association, finally couldn't help but said:

"Very good, I am very pleased that you can invite Wen Qianqiu, Kong Rufeng, Ye Shengyin and other famous masters here! This makes me full of confidence in this poetry exchange conference!"

After Zhang Lingtong finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Han who was at the side, and asked:
"Xiao Zhao, I just saw that you were on the phone for a long time, and you seemed very excited!"

"Tell me, who did you invite? It makes you so excited!"

"Hmm...uh..."

Zhao Han hesitated for a moment, then bit the bullet and said, "It's hard to reveal this person for now!"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingtong's face turned gloomy:

"What's difficult to disclose? Do you want to do it? This is a matter of the face of the country, and it can't be sloppy at all!"

"Alright alright!"

Under pressure, Zhao Han had no choice but to speak:

"President, I have invited Su Qingyun, who is now very famous!"

"Su Qingyun?"

Zhang Lingtong was stunned for a moment, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember what kind of person this is?
"When did someone named Su Qingyun appear in the Longguo literary world?"

"Is he from the Writers' Association? What books did he write? Are there any works? Or what are his accomplishments in poetry? What are his masterpieces?"

Zhang Lingtong squinted his eyes, looked straight at Zhao Han, and asked a series of questions.

However, before Zhao Han could answer, the whole department was already full of laughter.

I saw my colleagues covering their mouths and laughing one by one.

"Hahaha, Xiao Zhao invited Su Qingyun? It's so funny!"

"Su Qingyun is just a singer, and you actually invited a singer to participate in the Three Kingdoms Poetry and Culture Exchange Conference? You are trying to make trouble!"

"Xiao Zhao is worthy of being a newcomer, and his actions are really unexpected!"

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao, do you know how tight the quota for the Poetry Exchange Conference is? If you really can't invite anyone, you won't go to the entertainment circle to fiddle around?"

"That's right, Xiao Zhao, if you can't invite anyone, you can give me the spot. It just so happens that I will invite Mr. Zhang Qingzhi, a professor from the Jingbei College of Literature! He is a master of poetry!"

"Really, I don't know what I was thinking, but I invited a singing actor? Ahhh!"

……

Colleagues chattered, full of contempt and disdain for Su Qingyun.

That's right!

Most of the members of the Traditional Poetry Association are old antiques, obsessed with traditional poetry culture, not interested in current stars at all, let alone listen to pop music!
They only knew that Su Qingyun was a singer, and they didn't know anything else about it!

But this doesn't stop them from looking down on Su Qingyun!

In fact, they didn't just look down on Su Qingyun, they didn't look down on the entertainment industry at all!
In their cognition, the entertainment circle is inherently inferior to their cultural circle!
Sure enough, after Zhang Lingtong knew Su Qingyun's identity and origin, he was furious.

"Xiao Zhao, what's the matter with you? You are given a spot to invite everyone in the literary world, but you actually invited people from the entertainment circle?"

"A singer, a star, he is also worthy to participate in the Three Kingdoms Poetry and Culture Exchange Conference?"

"Are you trying to embarrass us and send us abroad?"

"Could it be that there is no one in the literary world of Longguo? When did you become reduced to looking for actors in the entertainment industry?"

"I absolutely do not allow people from the entertainment industry to come to our cultural circle to be gilded!!!"

From Zhang Lingtong's point of view, this singer called Su Qingyun just wanted to take this opportunity to be gilded!

"But……"

Zhao Han gritted his teeth and couldn't help retorting:

"President, Su Qingyun is not one of those idol stars, he is really talented!"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingtong couldn't help but sneered:
"Great talent? Yoyo, I want to see what kind of talent he has. Can you tell me what works he has?"

Zhao Han hurriedly said: "President, Su Qingyun is actually proficient in traditional culture. He has written many national style songs, such as "Luzhou Moon", "Blue and White Porcelain" and so on."

However, Xiao Zhao didn't say it was okay, but when he said it, he touched Zhang Lingtong's Ni Lin.

Suddenly, like an angry cock, the hairs all over his body exploded.

"Bullshit national style music! It's all nondescript rubbish!"

"To say that the national style is not national style, or that modernity is not modern, is to use the banner of national style to fool the common people!"

"Jokes are not nonsense, and adaptations are not nonsense!"

"Su Qingyun changed the style and rhythm of his ancestors arbitrarily. This is to be nailed to the pillar of shame in history. This is to apologize to the people of the whole country!"

Zhang Lingtong was very angry!
What he usually hates the most is these national style music!
Under the banner of national style, the words written are actually all the things of modern poetry!
It is simply an insult to ancient poetry!

Of course, his thoughts are very conservative and outdated, and he has been imprisoned in traditional culture, unable to accept any modern popular elements at all.

A solid old antique!
On the other side, Zhao Han was also very angry. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said to Zhang Lingtong:

"President, you don't need to accept modern pop elements, but there's no need to look down on national style music, right?"

"At least, Su Qingyun's "Blue and White Porcelain" has been on the Spring Festival Gala, and it was voted by the audience as the best program of the Spring Festival Gala!"

(End of this chapter)