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

Contestants including Fan Deli and Huang Chu on the stage felt that An Zhiruosu was a bit sad.

The only one who doesn't feel this way is the same masked Le Dongsheng.

There is a little nervousness in Le Dongsheng's eyes, because Le Dongsheng knows that all his honors now belong to An Zhiruosu.

So if you are calm, can you write better poems than "Jinse" and "Bamboo Stone"?

"I hope, I hope that An Zhiruosu's poems are not so amazing." Le Dongsheng thought in his heart.

After a burst of applause, Qi Fang looked at An Zhiruosu: "Next, recite your best poem that you think you have written, An Zhiruosu."

The camera was focused on An Zhiruosu's body, face, and those eyes that were very deep but warm and sunny.

Everyone watched quietly.

They found that the pair of eyes above the black mask were extremely calm.

In the instructor's seat.

The moment tutor No. [-] Su Yuqi saw this pair of eyes, her heart suddenly beat violently, and she was even slightly panting for breathing.

"This look, this look!"

Su Yuqi swallowed the saliva in her throat.

She found that this look was exactly the same as Li An's look when they got divorced that day.

"Could it be that he is Li An!?" Su Yuqi had such a bold guess in her heart.

But soon, she shook her head vigorously, and continued to think in her heart: "How could Li An come to this kind of place... He is a guy who has long lost his fighting spirit."

And this time.

An Zhiruosu on the stage finally spoke slowly.

"Write it casually, simply, let's call it "Quiet Night Thoughts", a five-character quatrain of nostalgic poetry."

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground;"

"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown."

simple.

Each sentence has five characters, and each paragraph has ten characters, for a total of twenty characters.

However, when speaking, Li An deliberately made his voice hoarse, which was completely different from his usual voice.

This is also the first time he has spoken since he stepped onto the stage.

After An Zhiruosu finished reading the poem, the host Qi Fang laughed: "It's such a simple poem, and it feels quite ordinary."

The more than 5000 spectators at the scene, and the hundreds of thousands of spectators in front of the TV, couldn't help but sigh slightly, with a little bit of disappointment in their eyes.

An Zhiruosu was praised too much by the program group, and even engaged in a battle of the century in the poetry world with Le Dongsheng.

Le Dongsheng read "Bamboo and Stone" that is enough to be passed down through the ages, but what about An Zhiruosu?Shouldn't he be reading a more profound and complicated poem?

But An Zhiruosu only read such a short twenty-character poem.

It's too simple.

And it seems to be very common.

There is no tingling scalp or goosebumps on the body.

The masked poet, Le Dongsheng, also heaved a sigh of relief... It seems that the championship should be kept, right?

Sure enough, "Jinse" and "Bamboo Stone" did not just come out of the mouth.

Ten seconds after the recitation, "Quiet Night Thoughts" also appeared on the big screen in the center of the stage.

Under everyone's doubts, An Zhiruosu spoke again.

It was responding to Qi Fang, and it was also responding to the live audience and hundreds of thousands of viewers in front of the TV.

He only said four simple words: "Read it several times."

Then, all the audience actually recited the poem that had been projected on the big screen once, twice, and three times.

The more they read it, the more trembling they felt.

Yin Ziye is 32 years old and lives in the countryside. He has been wandering in Hezhou due to work.

Yin Ziye is more interested in literature, so after the start of the battle of the century between An Zhiruosu and Le Dongsheng, he immediately bought a ticket to watch the competition.

He sat in the front row of the venue.

Like the public, when Yin Ziye first saw the poem "Thoughts in a Quiet Night", he also felt very ordinary.

However, he still cooperated and recited the poem on the big screen several times.

The first time I recited it, I felt it was normal, the second time I found it catchy, and the third time I felt the sense of the picture emerged... At the fifth time, Yin Ziye's eyes suddenly began to tremble.

"I, I, I'm homesick!" Yin Ziye said, with a little trembling and crying in his voice.

It's not just Yin Ziye.

There were more than 5000 people in the venue, and 10 people were in front of the TV. After reciting this poem several times, everyone became restless.

"I'm homesick too."

"It seems that this poem is a bit different. I feel that the more I read it, the smoother it is."

"Not only does the reading become smoother, but it also has a sense of imagery. It seems that the scene has already appeared in front of my eyes."

The audience began to mutter to themselves.

on the stage.

Qi Fang, who was dressed in a red robe, also blinked a few times, and she also vaguely noticed the weirdness of this poem.

The first listening is just mediocre, but the second listening is not bad, and the second listening already has a little flavor.

Qi Fang didn't know how to evaluate this poem, so she handed the camera to the three tutors in the tutor's seat.

Among the three instructors, Su Yuqi was the first to speak, because she has more research on this kind of emotional poetry.

Su Yuqi looked at the short five-character quatrains on the big screen, her beautiful crescent eyebrows frowned, she racked her brains to think, and then said: