All-professional star system

Chapter 42 I wish people a long time

Hao Ren was furious, did Nima stay at the police station for a while?Do you know the details?doggerel?Fuck, the poems of the revolutionary martyrs of the previous life became doggerel in your mouth?You're not afraid of being struck by lightning to death.
Lu Jianwei said, "You may not understand what you are talking about. How about it? Mr. Hao seems to be at the scene. How about it? Let's invite him to compose a poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival. Let's taste it together. It can be regarded as giving him some pointers." .”
Yan Yan hesitated, and looked at the deputy director of CCTV, Chen Ming, who was sitting below the stage, this, this is not very good.

When the poetry competition is held, the people of the Writers' Association are prepared in advance, and even if you don't have time, you can spend money to find someone to write for you.

But Hao Ren was indeed invited a few days before the opening, and was later expelled. Everyone knew that even if Hao Ren came, it was just a formality.

Although all the people have participated, Hao Ren hasn't prepared for a few days. What good poems can there be in this short period of time?
With a smile on his face, Lu Yong said, "Isn't this a poetry competition? It doesn't matter whether the poem is good or bad. The important thing is that everyone can learn together and make progress together. Besides, we can also carry forward our traditional culture."
That's right, Hao Ren was sexualized by the two before he even opened his mouth. As an amateur, if you don't go on stage, you don't cooperate with the promotion of traditional culture. They are the ones who have a good relationship, and Hao Ren has become a villain.

The audience off the court couldn't bear to watch it anymore. At this time, it doesn't matter whether you are an amateur or a professional.
"Fuck, you still promote traditional culture. I won't give you time to write a poem to see if you can do it. Isn't that a scam?"
"It's too dark. It's not enough to step on people during the live broadcast. I want to slap people in the face in public. Fuck. Who are these people?"

"How can a person be so shameless? I'm really enlightened."
Chen Ming is also in a bit of a dilemma. At this time, he is definitely not willing to let his brother unit go up and get slapped in the face, but it is indisputable that the traditional culture has faded away. Under the impact of various popular elements, how many young people are there now? Do you personally like poetry?It's more just to join in the fun, and now that so many people are watching, Chen Ming has no choice but to nod secretly.

Yan Yan sighed inwardly, "Okay, but we have to see if Mr. Hao has prepared poems, after all, the time to notify him is too short."
Hao Ren once again became the focus of the audience.

Li Wenjing stepped forward and grabbed Hao Ren, "Don't be impulsive, this clearly digs a hole for you to jump in."

Yan Kuan hurriedly said, "Don't go up, isn't it embarrassing for you to go up at this time, you are unprepared, and no one will say anything if you don't go up."

"That's right, Mr. Hao, don't be impulsive. At this time, even if you write flowers, they will find faults."

The surrounding crowd also followed suit, and the scene had already begun to become chaotic.

Hao Ren didn't speak, and pushed forward one seat at a time.

"No, Mr. Hao, don't go there."
"Think about it clearly, this is a pit, it's a pit, why do you jump into it even though you know it's a pit?"

Yan Yan watched Hao Ren walk forward on the stage and understood, and sighed inwardly.
"Mr. Hao is coming up soon, everyone applauds and welcomes."

The applause was warm, but there was always a feeling of bleakness. Under the worried gazes behind, the gloating applause of those from the Writers Association in front, and the fake smiles of contempt from everyone on the stage, Hao Ren stepped over the seats step by step, Go to the stage.
Want to make a fool of me?
Want to punch me in the face?
Call me a doggerel?
am i an amateurAre you a professional?
Give me pointers?
it is good!I'll let you point it out,
I'd like to see how you professionals give pointers!
Yan Yan said kindly, "Mr. Hao, there is still some time, you can prepare."

Hao Ren shook his head, "No need, I'm ready."
Yan Yan was stunned, are you ready?Ready in such a short time?
Everyone in Lu Jianwei was overjoyed, so are you ready?Even if I want to write a poem that is suitable for the occasion and can pass, it takes an hour to prepare.

This is giving up, now I think about just saying a few words and let it go down in despair, ha ha.

Hao Ren still needs to prepare?No need, even the system does not need to use.

Why?Because it is so classic, Hao Ren would memorize it when he was in primary school.
Speaking of Mid-Autumn Festival poems, out of ten people, the first word that pops up in eight people's minds is this, and it is a well-deserved NO. [-].

If it is called the second, then no poem dares to be the first. Once this poem comes out, there will be no more poems for Mid-Autumn Festival.

It affects not only a billion people, but billions of people. It has been handed down from generation to generation from ancient times to the present. It is familiar to you. If you said you hadn’t memorized this poem when you were young, you would be ashamed to say hello to others.

Hao Ren didn't want to choose this song at first. After all, it's too powerful. Hao Ren wanted to leave some room for it. He came to participate in the poetry competition, thinking that the final poetry competition would just be soy sauce.

But I didn't expect that Lu Jianwei and Lu Yong were so aggressive and insisted on controlling themselves to death.That being the case, what else is there to keep.
Li Wenjing clasped her hands together and said worriedly, "Is it okay?"
Yan Kuan patted his thigh, "No, there is nothing we can do at this time, I just hope it won't be too miserable, alas."

Buzzing and pointing at the scene, Hao Ren ignored the scene that he recited when he was a child flashed in his mind, and whispered word by word.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it?"

As soon as the two sentences came out, the scene became quiet, and Lu Jianwei's face stiffened.
"Is this a word? Didn't he write a poem? Did he write the same word as that of Nian Nujiao?"

Hao Ren closed his eyes as if he had traveled through time and space and returned to the scene when he was reciting texts when he was a child.
In class, the teacher led the reading on the podium, and Xiao Hao Ren followed the reading with the students below, neatly and loudly.
During Mid-Autumn Festival, at home, mother cut the moon cakes and handed the biggest piece to little Hao Ren. His father asked him to recite the water tune song head in a stern voice.Hao Ren seemed to have retraveled and saw the kindness in his father's eyes.
The different times of the two worlds seem to overlap, Hao Ren's voice suddenly became high, "I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglouyuyuyu, the heights are too cold, dance to make clear the shadows, why is it like being in the world?" Qihu, there is no sleep in the light. There should be no hatred. What is the long-term and farewell time? People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult in ancient times."
Thinking of the kindness and strictness of his parents when he was a child, Hao Ren said the last sentence in a soft voice, "I wish you a long life, and a thousand miles together."
After Hao Ren finished reading, the whole room was shocked.
Lu Jianwei stared so hard that his eyeballs almost popped out.

The group of people from the Writers Association on the stage were also dumbfounded and motionless, as if they had all turned into sculptures.

The host Yan Yan was holding the microphone, his mouth was open and he couldn't close it, and he forgot to say anything.
The audience was extremely quiet.

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