Chapter 973
Mount Lu.
At this moment, the scene was eerily silent.
But the first to break the silence was He Qinghuan on the judging panel.
I saw his face flushed suddenly, he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Good poetry, such a talented and learned person, why not be a judge!"
Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day!
Skyrocket to 90,000 miles!
What a youthful spirit this is!
How wanton and insolent!
He Qinghuan is not stupid, of course he has tasted the true taste.
Hua Weiming's sudden attack must have involved some deep-seated reasons.
Today's grand event in the literary world has already cast a shadow of controversy before it even started.
He Qinghuan is from Qin, so he doesn't want to be silent, and wants to speak for Xianyu. Besides, he feels from the bottom of his heart that this poem has a wonderful mood, which perfectly fits the current situation, and expresses Xianyu's state of mind!
then.
Big gazebos.
Countless noises.
The literati whispered and quarreled, some were horrified, some were ashamed, some were indifferent, some sneered...
There are so many things in the world.
And in front of countless screens on every continent.
The audience watching the live broadcast also came back to their senses one after another.
"I wipe!"
"This poem is too good!"
"Xianyu actually wrote a poem on the spot to respond to the question?"
"In such a short period of time, such an excellent work has been created. Why do these people question Xianyu?"
"Domineering!"
"Wrote a poem to respond on the spot, and it's a work of this level, who would dare to question Yu Daddy's unworthiness?"
"Grass mud horse, it's on fire!"
"Who knows if it was written in advance."
The countless bullet screens are not without other voices mixed in, but overall, the audience has been overwhelmed by Xianyu's poem.
...
Lin Yuan's home.
Antarctica jumped happily.
Dayaoyao waved her fist fiercely: "Brother, come on!"
Sister Lin Xuan stared at the screen tightly: "Let's see what else they want!"
Mom didn't speak.
She still has countless worries:
A poem may not be able to stop the determination of this group of literati.
...
Mom was right to be worried.
Mount Lu.
live broadcast.
Hua Weiming finally spoke: "It seems that Teacher Xianyu is well prepared, so he should come down and compete with us so-called players."
Absolutely!
This old thing!
Shameless!
The expressions of everyone in Fish Dynasty changed.
Even a fool can hear Hua Weiming's irony!
He actually hinted that Xianyu guessed that there would be doubts, so he wrote this poem in advance, trying to stop the mouths of countless literati!
"I said so."
"It turned out to be written in advance."
"No matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to recite such a good poem on the spot."
"Okay?"
"It's just crazy life."
"I also think it's quite ordinary. Compared with the Dapeng bird, it's just boasting."
Some literati whispered.
They have already boarded the same boat, and it is impossible to tolerate Xianyu, a young man who may be the same age as the younger generation in their family, sitting in the judges' seat and judging them.
He Qinghuan frowned.
The other judges looked surprised, and no one said a word. It seemed that they had nothing to do with themselves, and there was even a hint of watching a good show hidden in their eyes.
"Ah."
Lin Yuan smiled.
He didn't read any more poems this time, but looked directly at Hua Weiming: "I have heard that Zhaozhou's literary world is flourishing and tops all continents, but I didn't expect that one of the representative figures in Zhaozhou's literary world, but he doesn't know how to learn without learning. The teacher is the truth."
"Crazy life!"
Before Hua Weiming could speak, the literati were all furious!
Learning without age?
Masters become teachers?
Xianyu even called herself an "expert" in front of literary figures like Hua Weiming, and even said that she was qualified to be the judge teacher of Hua Weiming and everyone present! ?
What arrogant remarks?
Hua Weiming's complexion also changed, but soon he burst out laughing, trying to appease the literati:
"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient, and children's words are not taboo."
This guy is also an old bastard, and even used this way to fight back, saying that Xianyu is just a brat!
This is the war of words between literati.
Every sentence belittles the other party, but there is no dirty word.
The literati burst into laughter.
In the midst of laughter, the corners of Hua Weiming's mouth turned up, staring at Lin Yuan and said, "You, the judge, do you know what a teacher is?"
What is a teacher?
Lin Yuan also smiled: "Teacher, so preaching and accepting karma to solve doubts."
Hua Weiming was stunned.
The other literati also looked at each other in blank dismay.
Lin Yuan's voice paused and continued: "People are not born with knowledge, how can there be no confusion?"
He stared at Hua Weiming, and shook his head helplessly: "If you are confused and don't follow the teacher, you are confused, and you will never understand it."
Do you like classical Chinese?
Do you like to draw old sayings with me?
Then please ask Mr. Han Yu to communicate with you.
Lin Yuan glanced at the literati behind Hua Weiming: "Before I was born, I heard the Tao before me, and I learned from it; after I was born, I heard the Tao before me, and I learned from it." Of."
The scene was silent again.
However, Lin Yuan's voice became louder and louder, resounding through the audience: "My teacher's way is also, Husband knows who was born to me?"
What is a teacher?
I am young?
Not worthy of being a teacher?
In the last paragraph, Lin Yuan slammed the floor loudly and shouted almost word by word: "That's why, there is no nobility! No base! No long! No little! Where there is Tao, there is also teacher!"
Senseless!
Hua Weiming was dumbfounded!
The literati are dumbfounded!
Several judges were also dumbfounded!
People who can appear in the Poetry Conference, not to mention whether they are trying to gain fame or not, at least their talent and learning must pass the test, so everyone can feel Xianyu's words as soon as they hear it, and it is precisely the power of this article!
How can it be!
It's an export!
This paragraph is an article!
And it is an article with extremely profound quality and connotation!
The typical writing techniques of classical Chinese, combined with the current situation, perfectly answered Hua Weiming's question, and even put Hua Weiming in an extremely embarrassing situation:
Invaluable!
No cheap!
No length!
No less!
Whoever is knowledgeable is the teacher, enough to serve as a judge, you should humbly ask for advice, don't be so small!
...
In front of the screen!
The audience is also dumbfounded!
Xianyu's firepower is too terrifying!
He used a poem to describe himself as a Dapeng bird, which shocked the literati on the scene without saying anything, and now he directly threw out a paragraph in the form of classical Chinese, and the literati in the audience fell silent again while arguing with great literary talent!
"Ahhhh!"
"Isn't this more exciting than the Poetry Conference!?"
"What kind of poetry conference is going to be held? Father Yu will beat them to death!"
"What you said just now can be published as an article directly. It's so good. There is no nobility, no base, no length, no less. Whoever is good can be a teacher. The way exists and the teacher exists. This is what Confucius said. The three of us must have my teacher, exactly the same!"
"How do they refute!"
"To refute Xianyu is to refute Confucius!"
"Xianyu's poem also expressed a similar meaning before. Confucius knew that young people are fearful. How dare you young people? Xuanfu is the name given to Confucius by a certain emperor in ancient Blue Star. Zhaozhou seems to still believe in Confucianism. Now I am directly educated by my ancestors!"
"Talk against the Confucians!"
"Chu Kuang is possessed?"
"Warning Confucianism with words is too appropriate. Isn't it just fighting Confucianism with words? This attack on Xianyu is not qualified to be a judge teacher. It is Zhao Zhou and Hua Weiming who take the lead!"
Blue Star does not have Three Kingdoms.
There is no old thief Sima in Blue Star.
Blue Star has no "Zhuge Pifu".
Before Blue Star, there was no such thing as "talking against the Confucians".
And at this moment of the day, there is a corresponding scene and a clear interpretation of "War with Confucians"!
The audience is watching hi!
Everyone even forgot that this was a poetry conference. Just seeing Xianyu and this group of literati fighting each other, they were already so excited!
this time.
There were not even discordant voices mixed in the barrage, even those who also thought that Xianyu was not qualified to be a judge would inevitably be embarrassing.
Xianyu is too fierce today!
In the past, Xianyu was a gentle and elegant young man in everyone's impression, but today's Xianyu is a bit indescribably domineering and arrogant!
In the words of fans:
Xianyu seems to be possessed by Chu Kuang at this moment!
Because in everyone's impression, Xianyu's good friend Chu Kuang is synonymous with arrogance, domineering and even arrogance!
...
It's still the scene.
Tong Shuwen's body was shaking!
beside.
The assistant director's voice changed: "Director, our ratings have doubled, and audiences from all states are coming to the poetry conference!"
Not everyone is interested in poetry conventions.
Even though this is a rare event in the literary world for many years, there are still many people who do not catch a cold, and some even doze off when they hear poetry.
However.
Following Hua Weiming's attack, shocking changes occurred in the poetry conference, and many people who were not interested in it were also attracted in!
Just a few minutes!
The news that Xianyu and the literati are fighting head to head has gone crazy on the Internet, and many people even stated in a concise manner that Xianyu is fighting the Confucian scholars at the poetry conference!
Tong Shuwen couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this.
He couldn't tell whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. This was obviously a poetry conference, but it turned into a show that was a joke?
...
Hua Weiming's face became cloudy and uncertain.
Lin Yuan said: "I don't know this "Teacher's Talk", are you satisfied?"
Good guy!
The names are all ready!
Literati can almost predict that if this article called "Shi Shuo" becomes popular, they will be nailed to the pillar of shame!
This is unacceptable to literati!
Their most important thing is their personal reputation!
Even Shu Ziwen, Zhaozhou's number one talent in the younger generation, who has been silent for a long time, couldn't help it!
He went straight out, stared at Xianyu and said, "Wonderful debate, but first of all you have to be a master, sharp teeth are not a skill, don't use sophistry to cover up the fact that you don't respect your elders, step down from the judges' seat, we will face you Learn!"
he is very smart.
Directly define the nature of this matter as "debate".
If it's just a debate, winning or losing means nothing.
Slightly pondered for a while.
Lin Yuan looked at Shu Ziwen curiously: "Who are you?"
God can testify that Lin Yuan really doesn't know Shu Ziwen.
He found it amazing that there were so many literati present, most of them were already aged at first glance, even Hua Weiming, whose hair was starting to turn gray, how could there be someone who was almost the same age as him?
Did this guy go to the wrong set?
However, what he said, falling into Shu Ziwen's ears, was extremely harsh, and it directly broke Shu Ziwen's defenses. This was definitely an unprecedented shame and shame for him!
who I am?
You do not know who I am! ?
Shu Ziwen fully believed that Lin Yuan did it on purpose, he almost wanted to vomit blood, and shouted angrily: "Zhao Zhou, Shu Ziwen!"
...
in front of the screen.
The audience was overjoyed!
"In the past, many people raved about Shu Ziwen, saying that he was Xiao Xianyu, but it turned out that Yu's father didn't seem to care about this person at all."
"Ha ha ha ha."
"Who are you, lore!"
"Father Yu is too ruthless today, but after such a comparison, I suddenly feel that Shu Ziwen is nothing more than that. Is there anything he is proud of that Father Yu doesn't have?"
"Xiao Xianyu, it's a compliment to him."
"Abusive in every way, including appearance."
"Father Yu's tongue-in-cheek battle with Confucian scholars, isn't that enough to explain the problem? Hua Weiming is not enough to fight, and he even joins in to seek abuse, and he deliberately defines the nature of it as a debate. Is this really just a debate?"
Pure abuse!
The lethality of Xianyu's "Who are you" can be felt by the audience, but everyone can't say that Xianyu is too pretentious, she is really qualified to ask such a question!
...
Lin Yuan didn't even have to look at Shu Ziwen, but what he said made Shu Ziwen's defense more thorough:
"I don't want to bully you."
Shu Ziwen's eyes turned red!
Some literati gritted their teeth: "Don't you dare to step down from the judges' seat and fight us head-on? Under the rules of the Poetry Conference, everyone will have a showdown!"
Childish or not?
Has all the aggressive methods been used?
Lin Yuan shook his head: "Actually, I'm not as rare as the judge. I really wanted to be an ordinary contestant like you and honestly participate in this poetry competition, but just now I suddenly changed I have made up my mind, I don’t have to be a judge, but I also don’t want to be a contestant, everyone has had enough trouble, let’s go to the competition, I officially announce that I will withdraw from this poetry conference.”
Improper judge!
Improper player!
Lin Yuan quit immediately!
No one thought that Xianyu would make such a decision!
Everyone thought that Lin Yuan would participate in this poetry competition as a contestant, and then try to use his own works to beat others, so as to prove his own strength!
"He doesn't compare?"
All literati are anxious!
This guy is pretending to want to run!
Not only did everyone not feel happy about pulling Xianyu off the judges' seat, but they became more and more angry. Many people were gearing up and planning to make Xianyu lose miserably in the next competition, but they just stopped playing! ?
"coward!"
"Is this cowardly?"
"Didn't you compare yourself to the Roc?"
"I'm afraid that when I become a player, I will not be as good as a player in the end!"
"The poetry competition depends on both literary talent and presence, because no one is sure what problems they will encounter. He is afraid that he will encounter problems that he cannot cope with, and will be slapped in the face by other contestants."
"hehe."
"It's really embarrassing to come down from the judge's table and compete as a contestant, but the result is not as good as the contestant. It's a smart way to pretend that you are not angry, which perfectly covers up your guilty conscience."
"Xianyu is nothing more than that."
The literati spoke in a strange way, without even hiding their voices, even though it was a live broadcast, they just wanted to let the audience understand why Xianyu chose to quit!
...
Studio.
The audience also didn't expect things to develop like this, and Xianyu stopped playing!
"What kind of script is this?"
"Mr. Xianyu, why don't you compare?"
"With his strength, there is no need to be afraid of these literati!"
"I must be angry."
"I don't want to compete with this group of people on the same stage."
"The judges have become contestants, and I'm not happy if I change, so I just don't compare."
"Father Yu's strength doesn't need any proof from a poetry conference."
There are quite a lot of people who support Lin Yuan.
However, those discordant voices also appeared again:
"It really puts gold on my face."
"What disdain, it's obviously because I'm afraid of overturning the car."
"Mr. Mingzhe explained very well just now. This competition is a test of being on the spot. No matter how talented a person is, they will not be able to perform well when they encounter blind questions. Xianyu doesn't know what questions he will encounter. What if it is an unsure question? , how embarrassing it would be to lose."
"Yes, I'm still afraid of shame."
"The strength of the judges is very terrifying, otherwise he is not worthy of being a judge. If Xianyu really loses in the competition, then his previous debates are meaningless, because the literati are right, and he is not qualified to be a judge."
"Xianyu brags too much, they won't listen to you when you tell them."
There are too many literati on site.
Many literati also have a large number of fans.
This is not a program in the entertainment circle, Xianyu's fans are not so large that they even dominate the literature field.
Just now, Xianyu and so many literati are fighting against each other, and they have already offended the fans of these literati.
...
on site.
Director Huang sighed.
She looked at Lin Yuan with a guilty look, but she knew that today's will be unfavorable, so she could only say helplessly:
"I'm sorry to all the viewers who watched the live broadcast. Teacher Xianyu resigned as a judge. Let's change to eight judges. It has already delayed a lot of time. The competition will officially start next."
finished.
Director Huang waved his hand.
According to the process, the literati began to draw lots next.
After a long time of fuss, the poetry conference finally started.
The literati who were in charge of drawing lots looked at Lin Yuan, and unabashedly pouted at the camera;
The rest of the literati were discussing all kinds of things, their faces were full of disdain, and their sneering voices sounded one after another.
...
Lin Yuan had already met with everyone from Yu Dynasty.
Everyone in Yu Dynasty looked at him with worry and concern.
"If you don't compare, you don't compare."
"Ashamed to be with that group of people."
"It means don't take it too seriously."
"We are just a little bit behind in age. With the representative level, we will definitely be able to settle accounts with them in a few years."
"I was very relieved just now!"
"That poem and the "Teacher's Talk" are so powerful!"
Everyone is comforting Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan smiled and said, "I'm fine."
At this time Director Huang's voice came: "The Art Association must compensate Mr. Xianyu. I made a mistake in my work today, and I didn't notice something wrong in advance."
Director Huang is here.
Lin Yuan turned around: "Then give me some compensation now."
Director Huang was stunned for a moment, and then said, "What compensation do you want?"
Lin Yuan said: "Give me all the topics of this poetry conference."
Director Huang was stunned.
Everyone in Fish Dynasty didn't know why.
All topics?
Sudden.
Director Huang came back to his senses and vaguely guessed Lin Yuan's intention: "You want to find a suitable topic and write poems to prove yourself?"
"good idea!"
Everyone's eyes light up in Fish Dynasty!
Lin Yuan didn't explain too much, and said in a general way: "It's sort of."
He withdrew from the competition, not being a judge, let alone a contestant, because Lin Yuan suddenly realized that those people were not worthy of being compared with "Xianyu".
Do not misunderstand.
The "Xianyu" here does not refer to Lin Yuan himself, but to an eternal romantic figure in the Celestial Dynasty!
Compete on the same stage?
If he really wanted to compete with those people on the same stage, Lin Yuan was afraid that he would not be able to suppress the coffin boards of Li Bai, Su Dongpo, Xin Qiji, Li Qingzhao and countless other big shots.
"good!"
Director Huang smiled and said, "I promise you!"
Not long after, Director Huang took out the list of questions, and then said he had something to do and left.
Lin Yuan took a quick glance and found that the topics of the poetry conference were very rich in types, such as seasons, scenery, melancholy, life perception and attitude towards life, and so on.
"Pen."
"ink."
"Paper."
"Inkstone."
Lin Yuan stared at these questions and spoke.
Everyone in Yu Dynasty went to work immediately.
Not long after, a piece of paper was spread out in front of Lin Yuan.
"not enough."
"Two?"
"not enough?"
"Three?"
"not enough."
Everyone was dumbfounded: "There are not enough tables."
Lin Yuan nodded: "Then let's take our time."
Sun Yaohuo said: "Does it mean that there are topics you are interested in, or do you want to try a few more songs, I feel this..."
Sun Yaohuo's voice suddenly stopped.
The eyes of the rest of Yu Dynasty also suddenly widened!
I saw Lin Yuan waving the writing brush, his wrists constantly fluttering, almost without thinking, he had already written the first poem!
then.
He didn't pause at all, and started to ink on another piece of paper.
The second song!
The third song!
The fourth song!
Fifth song!
Lin Yuan didn't know how many poems he had to write, and he didn't even know that everyone in the Yu Dynasty had turned into stone sculptures, as if they were worshiping gods!
...
Ten pavilions.
The literati got their own titles.
Judge Qin Xiaotian's voice spread throughout the audience: "Each group has 20 minutes to create, and after 20 minutes, each group will have a duel."
The literati pondered over the topic.
"Spring and summer as the theme?"
"Seasonal poems are not difficult to write."
"Your sentence just shows how difficult it is to write this kind of poem, because everyone can write this kind of poem, so it's not easy to be successful."
"Fortunately, I'm ready."
"Many people should be prepared. Although it is an on-the-spot competition, this kind of seasonal poetry is too routine, and many people have stocks in hand."
"That's true."
"Wait, look!"
"Xianyu seems to be writing poetry too!?"
With the exclamation of a certain literati, everyone looked in the direction of Xianyu!
Everyone in the Yu Dynasty surrounded Xianyu, and Xianyu himself was sitting at the table, writing something flamboyantly.
"ridiculous!"
A literati who had already prepared his inventory snorted, "I agreed to withdraw from the competition, but in the end I was still writing poems."
"His mind is not difficult to guess."
Another literati who was also confident beside him said: "It's nothing more than getting all the topics from Director Huang, and then choosing a more confident theme to create, so that I can choose the most suitable theme, so that the poems I write will naturally be better. "
"It will take advantage."
"I'm really curious what he can write."
"Leave him alone for now, time is limited, let's finish each work."
"People who quit the game can't affect us."
"I don't know what kind of medicine he sells in the gourd. He wants to participate but is afraid of losing, so he participates in the poetry conference in this way."
Didn't discuss it for too long.
Everyone still has to solve the problem.
...
The literati didn't pay much attention to Xianyu.
Instead, the camera has quietly aimed at Xianyu's direction.
Director Huang acted as a temporary guest host and introduced the situation to the audience: "Mr. Xianyu is also writing poems. He has just won all the questions for our competition. Although Mr. Xianyu has retired, I personally look forward to it. Which topic will we choose to create? Of course, our competition is still very fair. No matter what Mr. Xianyu’s work is, it will not affect the results of the rest of us. However, this is the fair start of our joint variety show "Fish You Together" Live broadcast, so we will also show the works of Mr. Xianyu to the audience."
In the live broadcast room.
The barrage suddenly became extremely lively:
"Mr. Xianyu participated outside the field?"
"Father Yu, come on, write a good poem and crush this group of contestants!"
"I feel that Teacher Xianyu's poem about Dapeng just now is very good. Could it be the one you used?"
"possible."
"That super invincible bomb!"
"For the Poetry Conference, teacher Xianyu may have written lyrics, because "Water Tune Getou" is a poem, which means that Teacher Xianyu is better at this."
"What are you excited about? He's taking advantage of it."
"Others do random questions, but Xianyu chooses a question by himself."
"Didn't Daddy Yu retire from the competition? If he retired, let's see if there is a problem with the topic?"
"Of course it's okay to look at the topic. The problem is that he wants to choose a topic and write a good poem to slap the literati in the face."
"This method is indeed advantageous. Daddy Yu is being praised too much now, so he has a burden. I feel that he is really afraid of losing. To be honest, as a fan, I feel a little disappointed."
"Where are fans who pretend to be nm, I click on your homepage and it's full of Heiyu daddy's remarks!"
...
Although there was a 20-minute wait, the live broadcast room was not boring.
The barrage is arguing.
The fans of the literati are all in line with the fans of Xianyu.
also.
Several of the judges also had shots.
They were analyzing the topics of each group and at the same time discussing the level of the literati, which is also a highlight of the live broadcast.
"The leader of the Tenth Pavilion must be Hua Weiming."
"The tenth pavilion where Hua Weiming is located is titled Sadness. This is Hua Weiming's best subject. He once wrote "Like a Dream", which is very popular."
"Maybe this time it's also "Like a Dream Order"."
"Seventh Pavilion, I am most optimistic about Shu Ziwen's performance."
"The title of the seventh pavilion is landscape. It seems to be the title of Mount Tai. Hehe, writing about mountains should be poetry rather than words."
"By the way, what topic do you think Xianyu will choose?"
"That's hard to say. There are too many topics. He should choose the one he is most confident in."
"I gonna go see."
When the twenty minutes were about to end, He Qinghuan suddenly got up and said.
The remaining seven judges smiled and did not speak.
He Qinghuan walked towards Xianyu.
And when he saw the sheets of paper filled with poems in front of Xianyu, his steps suddenly stopped.
The camera followed He Qinghuan.
His expression was arranged in close-up.
Then all the audience clearly saw a miraculous expression. They said it was miraculous because it seemed difficult for everyone to accurately describe what He Qinghuan's expression at the moment represented:
Shock?
awe?
praise?
crazy?
or...
fear?
His eyes are huge!
His nostrils spread out to the sides!
His nasolabial folds are trembling constantly!
The corners of his mouth were twitching unnaturally!
He finally understood why Xianyu would rather quit the game than be a player! ! !
"what's the situation?"
There are countless barrages wondering.
He Qinghuan's expression is as if he has seen a ghost. Could it be that this poem written by Xianyu...
Hanging up to the sky?