Divorce at the beginning forced to become a full-time artist

There is nothing wrong with what Ang Lee said.

Li Ang just looked at the rockery and bamboo on the balcony, and then casually composed poems of the same level as "Bamboo and Stone".

In the entire poetry conference, even if "Jinse" was thrown out at the beginning, there was no need to fear any word-of-mouth collapse.

As Ang Lee said.

With him around, it's impossible to collapse.

Zhang Jingya took a deep breath and tried to keep herself calm: "According to what you said, "Jinse" is just the beginning!"

Zhang Jingya was floating all over, she felt as if her legs were stepping on clouds.

She had felt this way before. It was three years ago when the first session of the Poetry Conference ended with the top five ratings in the country, and everyone on the TV station called her Sister Zhang when they saw her.

Although everything is still very difficult now, Zhang Jingya has seen the light.

The light that emanated from this inch-cropped young man could illuminate the road ahead of her!

……

After Zhang Jingya left, Li An lay on the sofa and asked the system: "The first three sessions of this poetry conference were about poetry and poetry selection. Although I have a high attainment in poetry, I know almost everything in poetry on the other side of the earth. But I still don’t understand a lot about the poems on Blue Star’s side.”

"System, I want to learn, learn the poems from Blue Star."

The system issued a gentle female voice: "The host does not have enough points to study."

"I still have a year and a half to live. I exchange one year of life for one year of study."

"This is very risky. The system does not recommend that the host choose this way. May the host be sure?"

"Definitely and definitely." Li An replied.

"Drip, the host trades one year of life for one year of study time, and the current life span is only half a year, please host it."

After the system sound, Li An's eyes changed, and he appeared in a sealed cabin.

The room is only ten square meters in size, but it is filled with densely packed books in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, an old man with a long beard appeared in front of Li An, holding a ruler in his hand.

"I am your teacher, and I will supervise you to study and recite these poems for a period of one year."

"Execute the study plan for [-] hours a day, and you can rest or go out for air for the remaining [-] hours."

"If you don't want to implement the study plan, you can apply to the system and the study plan will be cancelled, but the consumed points will not be refunded."

Ang Lee had seen him twice.

This old man is a robot transformed by the system, he has no emotions, and is only responsible for supervising training.

Owning the system does not mean that you can sit back and enjoy the benefits, it just arranges for you the best teacher and the richest content library, but if you really want to realize your dream, you need to endure loneliness, keep the emptiness, and learn down-to-earth .

"Okay, start studying." Following Li An's words, the inhumane study plan began to be implemented.

Reading, reciting, reading, endorsing, analyzing, reversing.

But Li An soon regretted it.

Because Li An found that he had memorized many poems, he had completely memorized them in the poetry training on Earth six years ago.

"Why so many repetitions."

"The development of Bluestar and Earth was synchronized before BC, so the "Book of Songs" and "Wuyue Spring and Autumn" are the same. But Bluestar has always emphasized technology and neglected cultural entertainment, so there are not many poems that really circulated after BC. Only Some here." The old man pointed to the books piled up only thirty centimeters high in the corner of the room.

"I exchanged so many books with one year of life?" Li An felt lost.

He thought bitterly: If I knew this, I might as well spend my money to buy some books, and then put in a lot of effort in the two months since the program started, which is enough for me to remember.

I want to go back, but one year of life has been deducted.

Now Li An can only study hard, and review all the poetry collections by the way.

"It's okay, it's more sure to participate in the conference this way."

……

There are more than 500 contestants participating in the poetry competition this time, but only 120 people are needed for the program group.

In order to ensure the quality of the programs, Zhang Jingya and her assistants personally selected them.

It took eight days, and finally the best 120 participating members were selected, and invitation letters were sent out one by one.

this day.

Zhang Jingya knocked on the door of the leader's office.

"Come in." A low voice came from inside the house.

Zhang Jingya pushed open the door, and saw the leader, Tian Zhe, sitting at the mahogany desk and wearing a top-quality red robe.

This is a middle-aged man in his 40s with a fat body, a beer belly, and a mole around his mouth.

"Director Tian, ​​I want to discuss with you about the promotion of the 'Poetry Conference' program."

"This is my proposal, you will tell me while you are looking at me." Zhang Jingya carefully placed the copy in her hand on the table.

Tian Zhe reached for the copy and began to read it.

And here, Zhang Jingya also began to talk about the speech she had prepared.

"For this poetry conference, we have invited Su Yuqi, who is the most popular in the poetry world, as a mentor. She can guarantee a minimum ratings rate. After multiple evaluations, it is probably at least [-]%."

"We also invited Mr. Fan Deli, a master figure in the field of poetry, as a guest contestant, which added appreciation and challenge to the program."

"The most important thing is that this time we also invited a masked poet who hides information. According to my initial contact with him, the poetic level of that masked poet has completely surpassed that of Van der Leigh."

"This year's poetry conference will not only be guaranteed by traffic star mentors, but also have sufficiently high-level poetry as content."

"Based on preliminary speculation and calculations, I am confident that the ratings of the fourth season of the Poetry Conference will increase to one percent or more."

"However, if you want to increase the ratings, you need to do a good job of advertising and publicity in the early stage, so I'm looking for you this time, and I hope you can approve and give this program a high enough promotion."

Zhang Jingya spoke methodically.

Tian Zhe at the desk touched the mole on his chin, then looked at Zhang Jingya: "What promotion do you want?"

The corner of Zhang Jingya's mouth raised a professional and confident smile, and her eyes were narrowed with firmness and confidence: "Two first-level promotions, lasting one month; second-level promotions five, lasting two months."