From being on the show with my ex, it started to explode

Chapter 9

"Ah?" Wang Yin was quite puzzled when he heard Li Siyu's words.

But still involuntarily followed the other party's waving and stood beside Song Ci.

At a glance...

Damn, this word is really ugly!
Wang Yin couldn't complain.

But look carefully at the content of the poem.

Wang Yin immediately held his breath.

Her chest rose and fell violently.

When she finished reading Song Ci's poem, her face was already filled with shock.

"How is it, how is Teacher Song's writing?" Li Siyu asked from the side.

Tang Shi and others also looked sideways at Wang Yin.

As a well-known poetry expert in the world, Wang Yin, known as the most talented woman in Yizhou, what would she think of this poem of Song Ci?

Li Weicai on the side had already keenly captured the change in Wang Yin's expression, and signaled a photographer beside him to hurry up and take a close-up.

Wang Yin took a deep breath and said seriously: "This is the best poem I've read since I grew up... the Yellow Crane Tower!"

These words are resounding.

Not only Tang Shi, Li Siyu and others around her heard it.

The crowd around heard it.

Zhang Dongsen and others not far away also heard it.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

"Little sister, don't tell jokes, this joke is not funny at all!"

"You're Wang Yin, right? Everyone says you're the most talented woman in Yizhou, but you're actually able to say such outrageous things. It's really... a waste of fame!"

"Are all young people nowadays so arrogant? Do you know, what are you talking about? I suggest you go back and study more!"

There was an uproar all of a sudden.

Zhang Dongsen took a step forward, with an angry look on his brow, he pointed at Wang Yin and said, "Xiao Wang, have you become like this because of money? What about the character of our literati?"

Song Ci pulled Wang Yin, and then didn't listen to Zhang Dongsen at all, but said to the staff: "Can you post it for me?"

Wang Yin stood in front of the staff and helped Song Ci pick up the A4-sized paper.

"Post it! Hurry up and post it! I'll see what masterpiece this kid is writing!"

"Quick post! Otherwise, when Teacher Zhang's work is posted later, you will be so ashamed!"

"Mr. Zhang, later, haha, if you can, please comment on his lyrics!"

Although there were a bunch of big stars in front of him, Zhang Dongsen's crowd didn't hesitate at all.

I don't know how many of them have the idea of ​​being famous, and how many of them have the idea of ​​ridicule.

Wang Yin looked at Song Ci: "Mr. Song, let me post it for you."

Wang Yin's expression was very serious, this was the first time she showed such a serious expression in this program.

There are only some vacant spaces in the upper left corner on the Poetry Forest wall.

So the staff took a ladder over.

Wang Yin climbed up and carefully pasted the poem of Song Ci on it.

Many eyes immediately fell on it.

Many people read it aloud directly.

[In the past, people have gone by the Yellow Crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here. 】

"Why is this kid's handwriting so ugly!"

"It's just a few sentences, I feel like there's something there!"

"hiss……"

Zhang Dongsen is a bit short-sighted, he cannot see the manuscripts of Song Ci.

But after hearing the content read by others, he quickly waved to the assistant beside him, took out his reading glasses and put them on.

[Yellow cranes are gone and never return, and white clouds are empty for thousands of years. 】

The sound at the scene suddenly became quieter.

On everyone's face, the original three-pointed look of seeing a joke has come to an abrupt end.

Li Weicai walked up to a few cameras who were also in a daze, kicked each other, and shouted: "Hurry up and shoot! If this kind of scene cannot appear in the feature film of the show, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

Tang Shi looked at the crowd, and then at Song Ci.

There seemed to be light on him.

Just like back then.

Song Hongdou took out her mobile phone, turned sideways, raised the mobile phone high, and recorded the scene at this moment.

Gu Jinghong bought a grilled sausage from nowhere and was eating it. Looking at the picture in front of him, he was a little dazed.

She doesn't know what happened yet.

Li Siyu raised his hand and scratched his hair, his eyes were shining.

Shen Xi didn't quite understand what happened at this moment, but felt that Song Ci at this moment looked so fucking handsome!
Wang Yin's heart was already shocked.

Such a poem unexpectedly appeared in front of her eyes.

With her knowledge, she naturally knows that this poem is definitely the original of Song Ci!
Because before today, she had never had any impression of this poem!

Such top-quality poems about the Yellow Crane Tower would have existed before.

Then it should have been engraved on the forest wall of this poem a long time ago!
Thinking like this, her breathing became a lot faster.

[Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and fragrant grass is luxuriant on Yingwu Island. 】

[Where is the township pass at sunset, the Yanbo River makes people worry. 】

After everyone read the poem, a quiet needle drop could be heard.

It is past ten in the morning.

The sun was hanging in the sky, and its warm rays fell down.

Everyone bathed in it and felt refreshed.

For a few seconds, I don't know who it was, and suddenly yelled "wocao".

Everyone's emotions suddenly surged out as if they had found a vent.

"This... this... this... what kind of fairy is this?"

"People in the past have gone by the Yellow Crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here... These two sentences may seem ordinary, but the ups and downs of the millennium and the human world have changed in the middle, which makes people read it suddenly and feel sad!"

"Good poetry! Damn it, it's really good poetry!"

"Wang Yin is right. This is the most awesome poem about the Yellow Crane Tower that I have ever read! I really earned my money by coming here today!"

"Who is that kid? It's impossible for this talent to be unknown!"

"I think the last two lines are the essence of this poem!"

Zhang Dongsen read it again.

Then read it again.

Countless voices of admiration for the poem Song Ci poured into his ears.

His legs suddenly softened slightly, and his eyes began to turn black.

The world seemed to revolve around him.

"Teacher Zhang, hurry up, let's post your work on it to frustrate him!" The words of the assistant next to him immediately fell into his ears.

This sentence is nothing short of shocking!
It made him tremble, and he immediately woke up.

Then he snatched the manuscript that he had written by himself from the assistant's hand, brushed it, and tore it up.

"Mr. Zhang, don't tear it up in a hurry, I still want to see your work!" Shen Xi said loudly with her waist on the side, with a look of relief in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)