I really don't want to be a superstar

Chapter 154, Give me time for a song

Everyone was stunned.

I don't quite understand the meaning of Li Yun's last sentence.
your own expression?

"Mr. Li, you"

"Give me time for a song."

Li Yun directly interrupted Zhou Qiuye's words.

Zhou Qiuye was overwhelmed and chose to shut up.

The scene was completely silent.

Interrupting Zhou Qiuye was not because Li Yun was aggressive, but because he was really swimming in the ocean of memory.

At this moment, Li Yun changed his fearful appearance, and instead looked like an old man nostalgic for the past.

Bringing Naoren back to the memory of the previous life, the self who sat in the last row in the high school class and didn't study hard, the self whose head was full of chalk.

Outlines gradually emerge.

Yes, that's the old me, the old me.

In the ocean of memories, Li Yun has a feeling of being face to face with his past self.

Some nostalgia.

The taste of time is always lingering with time, especially for Li Yun, if the two lifetimes are combined, this memory is probably more than 30 years ago.
Something like an old yellowed photo.

"Hello, the old me."

Li Yun murmured.

Continue to remember.

In the memory, I found the ancient poetry and classical Chinese that I learned in the classroom in my previous life.

Li Yun's memory is gradually becoming complete.

And Dong Qingshu also said with a smile: "In the time of one song, what kind of surprise will Mr. Li bring us? Let us wait and see."

TV here.

"Give him time for a song? What's he going to do?"

"I don't know, I only know that the ratings in the station are on the rise."

Yang Guangcheng discovered something.

It was something similar to a broadcast accident that actually caused the ratings to rise and explode, and it was almost catching up with the Happy Camp next door.

You must know that in this prime time period, there is only one king who dominates the variety show, and that is the Happy Camp. Before the Huaxia Poetry Conference, even at its peak, it had not surpassed the Happy Camp, but now it has surpassed the king of the variety show.

This undoubtedly excited Yang Guangcheng.

This is bad?

No, it might as well be a good thing.

If Li Yun didn't handle it well later, it would still be a broadcast accident.

A broadcast accident with high ratings.

It depends on what kind of answer Li Yun will make after the time of this song.
This made Yang Guangcheng think, sure enough, the core of live variety shows lies in 'surprise', and being able to do something that surprises the audience means the ratings.

At this time, Yang Guangcheng turned to Yan Ying and said.

"You should take a break after this episode of the show. You've been a little too extreme recently. I'm afraid it's because your menopause came early."

"Humph"

Yan Ying was noncommittal, and was very calm about being punished.

She has her own beliefs, and she will not allow her beliefs to be insulted.

Punishment or something, it doesn't matter, she had expected to be punished a long time ago, or she decided to do this with the awareness of being punished.

Later, Yan Ying added.

"Anyway, you are punishing me now, and I will make you kneel on the washboard when I get home. We owe you nothing."

"You, you are being foolish!"

Yang Guangcheng hesitated to speak, and the surrounding atmosphere was very delicate.

The director and the director are husband and wife, and their status in the workplace and life are completely reversed.
At this time, Yan Ying was also staring at Li Yun on the screen.

Also thinking about a question.

What is he going to do?

What can he do with the time of a song?
"What is Teacher Li going to do?"

"do not know."

"We know that Teacher Li always likes to operate in an unconventional way."

"In my opinion, he is probably holding back his big move."

"At the beginning, when I saw Mr. Li's expression, I felt that the accident was about to be broadcast, but now, it seems that it is not as simple as broadcasting the accident."

"You don't have to believe in Teacher Li's character, but you can't help but believe in Teacher Li's talent."

Discussions on the Internet are one after another, and waves of enthusiasm have been stirred up.

Those who have followed the Poetry Conference before, those who have not, those who have followed Li Yun, and those who have not.

Give me time for a song.

How long is a song?
3 minute, up to 5 minute.

In 5 minutes, what can he change, can he change this incident that looks like a broadcast accident?
Zhou Qiuye stared at the man on the stage.

From the beginning, Zhou Qiuye noticed Li Yun.

She instinctively felt that Li Yun was guilty from the very beginning.

He is sweating.

He is guilty.

This is the performance of ignorance, which is the performance that a husky mixed with wolves should have.

Zhou Qiuye didn't think she would admit to this kind of expression, after all, her deskmate also had this expression when she was called by the teacher to answer questions.

So Zhou Qiuye felt that people like this should not sit with scholars and serve as judges.

It is not impossible to invite guests.

But you can't let him sit on the judging panel.

What do the other judges think, what do the contestants think?
However, at this time, Zhou Qiuye was a little confused.

The man in front of him, his expression is no longer the previous fear, no previous guilty conscience.

Rather, it is one.
remember?

Yes, it's an expression of nostalgia.

The expression was gentle, as if seeing old photos from the past.

Zhou Qiuye couldn't understand the man in front of him.

But he said the time of a song, just the time of a song.

Not bad for a few minutes.

At this time, in the silence of the audience, Li Yun suddenly said.

"Old Huang, can you give me a piece of paper and a pen?"

"Paper and pen" Huang Bingtian didn't realize what Li Yun meant by asking for paper and pen at first, but then he seemed to think of something, and his face showed ecstasy: "Yes, there is paper and pen!"

Huang Bingtian is an old-school scholar who always carries a pen and paper with him.

"thanks."

After Li Yun took the paper and pen, he began to write on the paper.

First recall the keywords, capture the fleeting keywords in memory, then write them down, and then recall them by the keywords
Dragon. Qin. War.
battlefield
With the increase of keywords, Li Yun's memory became clearer and clearer.

This made Li Yun sigh.

The human brain is really a miraculous thing. Even though I have never recited it before, the ancient poems I have read have been imprinted deep in my mind.

The poems that I couldn't think of when I was thinking about it during the exam before, but now they are vaguely beginning to emerge.

The human brain is awesome.

The memory pill produced by the system is really awesome.
With the ocean of memories, Li Yun grabbed more.
Time passed little by little.

It's 5 minutes.

time for a song.

Dong Qingshu couldn't help but speak out.

Program time is limited.

Even if Li Yun wants to delay the time, 5 minutes is enough, and it's okay to lose face as soon as possible.
Just when Dong Qingshu wanted to change the subject, Li Yun spoke up.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be raving.
"The bright moon in Qin Dynasty and the pass in Han Dynasty,"

"The Long Marcher has not yet returned."

"But let the dragon city flying generals be there,"

"Don't teach Huma Du Yanshan!"

(End of this chapter)