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

Su Yuqi, who was on the tutor's seat, suddenly said, "I want to comment on this poem, can I comment it for everyone? Don't turn the page yet."

Jiang Yong and Luo Bin also nodded repeatedly.

This song is too classic and sounds too shocking. If they don't analyze it, they feel as if they have regrets in life.

Under the strong request of the three mentors, they finally competed for a few minutes of analysis opportunities.

Jiang Yong said: "The word "When Will the Moon Come" has a different rhythm and different feeling from "Jinse". But I can give an absolute evaluation, that is, this word... is only better than "Jinse". Not weak! If I were to rate it, I would guarantee at least 150 points!"

Luo Bin said: "My evaluation is also the same, especially the last sentence, I hope you will live a long time, and you will be beautiful for thousands of miles. After listening to it, I felt the tingling feeling of my scalp again."

Su Yuqi said: "The emotion contained in this poem is extremely rich. The emotion here can be missing your lover, or your relatives or even your friends. The overall artistic conception of this poem is too perfect, and the emotion expressed The standard and style of the poet are also extremely high. I have the same opinion as Mr. Jiang Yong, even if compared with "Jin Se", it is definitely only strong but not weak."

Compared with Jinse, this word is of course stronger than weaker!

On the earth, Li Bai and Du Fu are called Da Li Du, and they are named Poet Immortal and Poet Sage; while Li Shangyin and Du Mu are called Xiao Li Du, but they don't have any titles.

The poem "When will the water melody song head bright moon be there" was written by Su Shi.

And what about Su Shi!He is known as the existence of the god of poetry!

He is at the same level as Da Li Du, and his comprehensive achievements are still far behind Xiao Li Du.

Of course, Su Shi was better at Ci in the Song Dynasty when he lived on the earth; while Du Mu was better at ancient poems such as five-character and seven-character in the Tang Dynasty.

So there is no way to really compare the two, it can only be said that the two have different styles.

But the poem "When Will the Bright Moon Come" is a classic among the classics in Su Shi's works, and it has truly been passed down through the ages!

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is only stronger than "Jinse", but not weaker.

Each of the three scored for it.

150 points!

150 points!

Still 150 points!

And all of them are guaranteed a minimum of 150 points. After in-depth research, they can even be higher than this score.

"Water Tune Getou, When Will the Moon Come?" perfectly broke the record for the highest score in the finals.

……

Many industries need strength to prove themselves.

The same goes for poetry.

Words like "When will the bright moon come" can make people's skin crawl... There is no need to prove anything to people anymore.

The slight numbness of the scalp and the goosebumps on the body are the best proof of An Zhiruosu's strength!

The fans of An Zhi Ruo Su couldn't stop shouting.

"Be at peace with yourself, awesome!"

"I am An Fan and I am proud."

And the die-hard fans of Happy Life just now loudly shouted that An Zhiruosu was wronged and asked An Zhiruosu to apologize.

For example, people like Zheng Sen...they can't even lift their heads.

"An Zhiruosu can make such a statement, there is no need for him to lie."

"This poem is not weaker than "Jinse", but with this poem and the other three poems, An Zhiruosu can be completely judged as the overall champion of this year's poetry competition."

"It can be seen that An Zhiruosu doesn't like the championship. The reason why he writes poems and lyrics now is to prove his level and strength, and to prove that Ledong's life was copied from him!"

The program group behind the stage.

A dozen employees stood in a row trembling with excitement.

"I didn't expect An Zhiruosu to prove himself in this way."

"That's right, if An Zhiruo has never proved that "Jinse" and "Bamboo Stone" belong to him, then he can only rely on his own strength to prove it violently."

"As long as you can write poems or words that surpass "Jinse", then An Zhiruosu's words will have weight! But if you can't write them, then An Zhiruosu is farting... But obviously, An Zhiruosu has done it."

"This is really a perverted poet."

……

After all three tutors finished evaluating, another 5 minutes had passed.

An Zhiruosu said: "Let's go to the next question, don't be obsessed with "When will the moon shine" anymore."

He spoke very lightly, as light as a glass of boiled water.

The audience was powerless to complain.

Qi Fang standing on the stage said what all the audience wanted to say.

She said: "Contestant No. 96, you just wrote a poem that is famous for ages and can make people get goosebumps all over the body. You wrote a poem with a score of 150 points, which is even slightly better than "Jinse" word."

"Do you just not care at all? Do you want to move on to the next song in such a hurry?"

Qi Fang's question was full of emotion.

After An Zhiruosu heard it, he just shook his head lightly, and said in an ancient and calm language: "The next question, there are still 140 eight poems. There is no time to delay the show."

Although everyone wanted to stay in the artistic conception of "When Will the Moon Come" for a while longer, there was no way, under An Zhiruosu's strong request, neatly arranged cards appeared on the big screen again.

"The second one, turn it over."

An Zhiruosu's voice faded to the extreme.

The second card was flipped over, and then zoomed in quickly to form a picture that appeared on the big screen.

on the screen.

On the top of the mountain, the river below is surging, the shadows of apes can be seen faintly in the mountains, there are white flocks of gulls playing and circling on the river, and the endless yellow leaves of trees above the mountain peaks are falling, creating a bleak environment.

This picture is extremely magnificent, and its bleak scene is also extremely desolate.

This kind of picture is a picture that is extremely difficult to write poetry.

But still just three seconds later, An Zhiruo, who was under the pale yellow beam of light on the stage, spoke again.