I really don't want to be a superstar

Chapter 151, I'm not worthy
I do not deserve.

I am so unworthy.

Li Yun is quite flustered now, he never imagined that the organizer of the Poetry Conference would actually let him sit in the C seat.

Isn't this forcing yourself to be on camera?

Li Yun really felt that he was unworthy. The rest of the judges were almost all university professors, and they were real cultural masters.It's plagiarism bullshit.
The aura alone was crushed over and over again.

But when things come to an end, if you don't make it, you will get it.

He didn't panic at all on the surface, but panicked like an old dog in his heart, and strode into the venue of the Huaxia Poetry Conference.

The Huaxia Poetry Conference was broadcast live with a 10-minute delay. In addition to broadcasting on CCTV’s science and education channel, there will also be live broadcasts on CCTV.com. Unlike other live broadcast websites, CCTV.com’s live broadcasts do not have barrage.

As a result, Weibo has become a place similar to the real-time broadcast of bullet screens. Everyone went to the official blog of the Huaxia Poetry Conference to comment, and posted the real-time bullet screens.

"Wow! Teacher Li really took seat C!"

"Mr. Li's face. Ah, that judge Tang Zhen, he is my doctoral advisor!"

"The person upstairs pretended to be cowardly and offered tea to the boss."

"I'm an ass boss. Teacher Li is the real boss. He can sit on the same stage with my Ph.D. supervisor. He's still standing in the C position."

"Hahahaha, I feel that Teacher Li's aura seems to be a bit deflated."

The content of the live broadcast was a little dramatic because Li Yun, who seemed to have never lost, actually looked trembling, his aura was completely suppressed, and he looked like an ordinary young man with a guilty conscience.

Why would such a talented person feel guilty?
It's because of self-humility. Facing the real bosses around, keep a humble heart
And this produced a lot of comic effect.

This time I finally saw Li Yun deflated.

This young man who has been acting high-profile and never stopped, he is deflated!
"How's the ratings?"

"Two points higher than usual and still rising."

"Sure enough, my choice was correct."

The corners of Yang Guangcheng's mouth curled up, very pleased.

He is the happiest when the ratings are up.

However, there were voices of opposition. Yan Ying, the general director and director of the program, frowned and said, "But there are many voices of criticism on the Internet, and many fans of the Huaxia Poetry Conference say that we are not pure."

Yan Ying was actually a little angry about the director's choice.

Disregarding her thoughts, she went ahead and asked someone to invite someone from the entertainment industry to come over.

"Our poetry conference is prepared for those who love poetry. It promotes traditional culture and Chinese culture, not entertainment culture."

"No no no, your thinking is too biased." Yang Guangcheng shook his head and said: "I think this Huaxia Poetry Conference is just prepared for people who don't understand poetry. In this way, let them understand our traditional Chinese culture and thousands of years. The ancient poetry that has been circulated for hundreds of years is also the original intention of our Taiwan to run this program. To be honest, the reason why I cut it first and then played it without notifying you is because I know that you are already biased. Your thinking is the same as those so-called "fans" Considering you are superior, you only know how to play things in a small circle, and you have completely forgotten the original intention of promoting traditional culture. For poetry, you already have a sense of superiority. You must know that since ancient times, it is difficult to spread in a circle with a sense of superiority. It's completely opposite to our original intention of launching the show."

Yan Ying was left speechless for a while by Yang Guangcheng's outbursts.

But mouth guns are useless for a woman who has just entered menopause.
Yan Ying felt that she should use her own way to defend her poetry conference.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Yan Ying made an excuse to go to the bathroom and at the same time made a phone call.

"Wait a minute and you do it"

At the same time, she made another phone call and said, "Wait a minute and adjust the program to the right. As I said, I will be responsible if the director blames it. Just do it."

With Dong Qingshu's opening remarks, the contest began.

"Revisiting those timeless classics, this kind of reviewing the old and learning the new can wipe away the dust on our memory, and the feelings and wisdom of the ancient literati can also light up our lives today."

The poetry competition is divided into three parts.

individual pursuit.

Qualification match

The main competition.

The first is the introduction of the five challengers.

They are elementary school students, delivery boys, engineers, bar DJs, and college students.

Then Dong Qingshu interacted with them and introduced them.

This camp is a regular routine. Basically, the challengers in each round are composed of elementary school students, grassroots, elite, floating class, and top members of the ivory tower. Their introductions are also the same. Supported by the touching story of selling misery, the opening remarks of the Huaxia Poetry Conference are not attractive to most people, it is pure garbage time.

After each of them uttered an ancient poem similar to the 'motto', the contest began.

"Li Xiaoyou, why are you sweating? Is the venue too hot?"

Huang Bingtian was sitting next to Li Yun, noticing Li Yun's abnormality and asked in a low voice.

"Oh, it's okay, it's a bit vain to have a bad rest recently."

"That's good, but the "Ai Nong" recited by this little friend Liu Chun is really good. This poem shows her simple nature."

"Oh, yes, yes, it's really good, it's really good, hahaha."

Of course Li Yun was guilty—a guilty conscience.

In Li Yun's opinion, these five contestants were too awesome, and the ancient poems they recited on the spot were all unknown to him.
As a scumbag. I was a scumbag in my previous life, and I am also a scumbag in elementary school in this life. I barely got two books. I have almost forgotten all the ancient poems I recited in junior high school and high school. I am even more in a state of doubts and ignorance when facing the poems they recited.

"Please listen to the question"

"Find the ancient poem from these nine characters."

"55321"

"Little Liu Chun, please answer the question."

"At night, under the ancient ancestral hall of the lone boat, the river is full of wind and rain to see the tide."

The sound of childish milk sounded.

The first question was successfully answered, and there was thunderous applause.

After the contestants have successfully answered the questions, one of the judges will explain the translation of the whole poem.

The interpreter was explaining another professor named Lin Bo, a bookish middle-aged man who talked eloquently.

"At night, when the boat is moored to graze the calf, people are still, but the wind, rain and tide are constantly turbulent. This kind of artistic conception of observing the static in the movement and observing the movement in the static keeps the poet at a considerable distance from the outside scenery, thus showing A leisurely, calm, detached state of mind and demeanor."

This is the significance of the Huaxia Poetry Conference.

In fact, it is called a poetry competition, but it is actually a poetry competition to interpret ancient poems for people.

In fact, this format has been quite successful.
"it is good!"

applaud
Li Yun's hands were red as he clapped along.

He really admired and rejoiced.

Fortunately, I'm just a specially invited judge.

This really allows me to explain the meaning of the poem.
So what to do.
(End of this chapter)