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

Qi Fang took a few steps back, and all the lights on the stage were dimmed, leaving only a beam of light shining on the masked poet in black.

Just listen to the masked poet slowly recite:

"Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one pillar thinks about the Chinese New Year"

"Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wangdi Chunxin entrusted cuckoos"

"The bright moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade smokes"

"Can this feeling be turned into a memory? It's just that I was at a loss at the time"

Poetry falls.

The whole venue was so silent.

Only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard one after another.

All I could see was the serious look on everyone's face.

Many audiences in the venue and in front of the TV, at this moment, they really felt what shock is.

70.00% of the people had scalp numbness and a layer of goose bumps on their bodies.

And the remaining 30.00% of the people were also trembling slightly, as if they had just experienced the release of pleasure after strenuous exercise.

They don't know how to evaluate this poem anymore.

because.

They can't comment!

All the voices of discussion have stopped!

expect?This poem has completely met their expectations, and even surpassed them.

joking?I'm sorry, but the level of this poem is so high that people can't make half a joke in their hearts, so high that they can only look up.

Picking?Not to mention, all the audience suddenly found that they were not qualified to criticize.

If you really want to criticize, you can only say that it is a bit unimaginable for such an awesome poem to come from the mouth of a teenager.

In the middle row of seats in the venue.

A woman with light makeup was holding her six-year-old daughter in her arms, and she was holding the hand of her husband next to her.

"Honey, I feel like all the cells in my body are standing up."

"Me too, although I still don't know what the poem means, but after listening to it, I feel goosebumps all over my body."

The two of them shook hands tightly.

At this moment, they have no regrets about buying tickets.

On the contrary, they were very fortunate, fortunate to have grabbed the tickets for the middle seats, and fortunate to be able to hear this scalp-numbing poem at the scene for the first time.

……

behind the program group.

Li An's expression under the black mask was extremely gloomy.

"What kind of situation is this?" Li An said, even the mood that had always been peaceful became a little angry.

Zhang Jingya, who was standing beside her, frowned, and immediately called the director of a show, a middle-aged man with a black beard who claimed to have a literary and artistic atmosphere.

"Director Liu, please tell me what's going on."

The sloppy director had an embarrassed expression: "Sister Zhang, this is what Director Tian meant."

"Tian Zhe!? How could he be so busy worrying about program planning!" Zhang Jingya's eyes showed a bit of anger.

Zhang Jingya directly took out her mobile phone, quickly pressed the number and dialed the phone number of the leader Tian Zhe: "Director Tian, ​​what does this masked poet mean?"

"What's the matter, didn't you find that masked poet?" Tian Zhe on the other end of the phone even asked rhetorically.

Zhang Jingya asked directly: "Director Tian, ​​don't act stupid. Your behavior not only disrupts the normal programming of the program, but you are also suspected of serious plagiarism and infringement, do you understand Director Tian?" Zhang Jingya questioned .

"Plagiarism? Those two poems were originally written by the masked poet, and the one who took the stage was also the masked poet. There seems to be no problem." Tian Zhe responded lightly, and then praised: "Jingya, this time you The performance is very good, whether it is planning or advertising, the atmosphere of the program is completely heated up, and I am also very grateful to you for bringing me this masked poet, his "Jinse" is really well written."

Zhang Jingya has been in the workplace for a long time, she has seen all the big and small things and she claims to be able to keep calm.

But when she encountered today's incident, she felt a little mentally broken.

Zhang Jingya's mouth muscles spasmed because she was too angry, and her breathing became a little faster: "Director Tian, ​​you are shameless!"

"Thank you for the compliment. If you don't have anything else to do, Jingya, then I'll hang up. I'm looking forward to the good news when your show goes viral."

After finishing speaking, the phone hung up, leaving Zhang Jingya trembling with anger.

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Chapter 15 The Honor That Should Belong to Ang Lee

The poem "Jinse" is amazing.

The audience at the scene and the audience in front of the TV have all entered a state of excitement.

In order to let everyone ease this emotion and state, the program team specially stayed for 2 minutes without doing anything.

2 minute later.

The lights came on again, and Qi Fang walked to the masked poet with small steps in a red dress.

There was starlight in her eyes, like ripples on the water that could not calm down: "Little brother, sister Qi Fang has no way to evaluate your poem, because I feel that my level is not qualified to evaluate it."

"Then next, let the three tutors in our guest tutor's seat comment on your poem."

The masked poet nodded: "Okay."

The three lampposts lit up again.

The cameras all focused on the three mentors.