Entertainment: Start with the Host Contest

The audience had been looking forward to it for a long time. In front of the live broadcast screen, countless fans cheered loudly with barrage.

They especially want to know how wonderful and extraordinary the historic meeting between Shi Xian and Shi Sheng was.

Unfortunately, Li Mubai let them down.

His voice was lowered for a while, and he answered: "However, the actual situation at the time was that the trumpet Du Fu was a fan of the big V Li Bai at all.

In those days, he accompanied Li Bai to play in the mountains, play with water, drink and eat skewers, and from time to time he cast admiring glances at the person next to him.

In fact, he always worshipped, remembered and missed Li Da V all his life.

Bai Ye's poetry is invincible, and his thoughts are endless.

When the pen falls in shock, the poem becomes a weeping ghost.

Wencai inherits 453 specials, and it will be unparalleled in circulation.

Li Bai fights a hundred poems, and the restaurant in Chang'an city sleeps. "

When the quatrains of the ages were recited, and the audience listened in fascination, many people finally realized that these poems were actually praising Li Bai.

"Fuck, Shi Xian is really awesome, Shi Sheng is all his fans!"

"Love, love, Li Mubai is really talented. I have learned a lot in a while."

"The large-scale Tang Dynasty poet popularization class is online!"

"66666"

"As expected of a scholar, he tells historical stories so interestingly."

"Although I haven't heard what Li Mubai is talking about, but at this level, where can he go without CCTV?"

"Upstairs, you can't blame society for being stupid (covering your face)"

"..."

The quality of its own quality plus tap water is crazy, and the number of hits on CCTV has increased very quickly at this moment.

When Li Mubai said this, the number of people watching the live broadcast finally broke through the [*] million mark.

Everyone, including the director, did not know the good news at this time, only the technical staff in the background of the program group cheered.

The person in charge, who was in his twenties and had acne on his face, smiled happily, scolded Fang Qiu and said, "When Li Mubai's performance is over, edit the video.

You must send it to Station B and Douyin as soon as possible... Our CCTV official account cannot let grassroots UP masters take the lead this time. "

"clear."

The subordinates responded with a bang, staring at the computer screen one by one, gearing up.

On the stage, Li Mubai's voice became more and more exciting: "As time passes by, in the lively Tang Poetry Club, one after another big Vs shuttle, including Wang Wei, Cen Shen, Chu Guangxi, Meng Haoran, Li Yong...

They held hands with each other, chatted and drank happily, and laughed lightly from time to time.

As a trumpeter, Du Fu also played with them, with a sincere and somewhat restrained smile, listening to their rhetoric, occasionally interjecting.

He is not born to be jealous of others.

He is sincerely happy for the progress of each friend; he sends the most sincere compliments to each friend's work.

Interestingly, it was very common for literati to sing to each other at that time, and it was common to praise each other a few times.

Although Du Fu has several friends who have been encouraging him, praising his works, and thinking that he is the best.

But those front-line big Vs and idols rarely praised his poems, not even polite praise.

Gradually, Du Fu grew old.

The combination of life and poverty and illness made him accelerate towards the end of his life. "

Li Mubai's voice is really nice, the vicissitudes of life are revealed in the soft softness, and the story he tells is not only funny but also very touching.

The image of a sullen poet who was destitute and impoverished all his life vividly appeared on paper, and a sigh appeared in their hearts.

Hearing this, many people couldn't help but feel sore noses, and there was a sadness in their hearts.

"Du Fu's poems are so good, why are contemporary people blind?"

"It has been passed down since ancient times that the literati have been light-hearted, Du Fu is really a pity!"

"It's the same in today's literary world. The results of papers are often infringed, and even long books dare to plagiarize, which is much more terrifying than the Tang Dynasty!"

"Inexplicably I thought of Guo Degang, I am a steel wire, and I will fight if I refuse to accept it."

"..."

At this time, no matter how stupid the audience was, they could hear what Li Mubai was talking about, and the feeling of depression that anyone had ever witnessed would arise spontaneously.

This title is really huge!

From a young age, it is the era that does not recognize geniuses like Van Gogh and Du Fu, and from a large one, it is the stifling and suppression of the common people by the gangsters and the elites.

Although Li Mubai's full text is lighthearted and humorous, there is not a single word to belittle the present, as if he is telling a story.

But those who should understand still understand it, and can't help but feel that this copy is more sublimated to the soul!

On the side screen, halfway through the 5-minute countdown...

Li Mubai kept staring straight ahead, and said in a calm voice, "That year, in the winter of AD, the wind was piercing to the bone.

On a boat from Hunantanzhou to Yueyang, Du Fu fell ill and could no longer get up.

He held on to his withered right arm, turned on his mobile phone for the last time with difficulty, and looked at his official account "Zimei's Poetry".

Yes, in this life, I finally have no outstanding achievements.

Until death, I didn't have many fans.

When I was young, I was frivolous too!

But compared with Li Bai, Gao Shi, Cen Shen, and Wang Wei, I am really far behind, they are all so talented!

However, to my friends, I have done justice, friendship, gratitude, and a beginning and an end.

To the fans, I kept updating and I wrote more than [*] poems.

I did what a trumpet should do.

He closed his eyes, and "Zi Mei's Poems" also stopped updating forever. "

This paragraph is also full of a lot of modern vocabulary, but at this moment, there is no applause at the scene, and there are few barrages on the live channel.

Everyone followed Li Mubai's moving voice that revealed the fog of history, to cherish the unwillingness and loneliness of a legendary figure.

After a while, when Li Mubai entered the next summary stage, the barrage exploded wildly! .

Chapter 71. Exploding the performance of the audience T

　"At the time, almost no one cared about his departure.

In the dazzling Tang poetry world, who cares about a faint sixth-class star?

Go through the poetry collections, Who's Who, and Who's Who of writers compiled by the Tang Dynasty at that time, and there is no Du Fu's name at all.

The dust of history seems to be slowly burying this trumpet. "

Hearing this sigh of Li Mubai made many people feel depressed, as if there was a raging anger burning!

The era of information explosion has opened up their people's wisdom and made them realize that they are "trumpets", insignificant "trumpets".

Just like the unhappy Du Fu, their efforts were all in vain in front of the sword of Damocles hanging above their heads.

……

"The talent is not as good as the father and mother. If Du Fu came from an aristocratic family, the ending would not be like this~!"

"The old man Shisheng is so pitiful!"

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, Li Mubai's manuscript is exactly the same as the last paragraph of "Wonderful Flower", and the core idea has basically not changed!"

"Speak carefully, I, Li Ke, didn't say anything (squint - laugh)"

"CCTV is sometimes really obsessed. It dares to cover up and criticize it violently. Our audiences can't take care of themselves!"

"Today's host competition, CCTV is still quite powerful (like)"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion in the comment area, and comments were swiped one by one.

Of course, this is just a grumbling of some high-level intellectuals, and cannot represent all audiences.

Most viewers are still very naive.

Listening to the low soundtrack, listening to Li Mubai's eloquent and pleasant voice, I can only experience the sadness of the world's ignorant friends, which I can't imagine is too deep.

A group of professional judges must have thought of it, but they will never say it.

The program team approved Li Mubai's manuscript, thinking that the words and sentences in the full text are humorous and good in meaning, and there is no criticism of the past and the present by name, so it is not a big problem to put it in.

After realizing the intentions of the show crew, why would they do that thankless thing again?

Kang Hui and Dong Qing were both thinking that when they commented later, they only said they were concerned about the bottom-level intellectuals, and it was enough for them to say it was too much!

On the stage, the countdown has elapsed for three minutes...

At this moment, Li Mubai's voice gradually rose from low to high, and there was an ups and downs of inspiring power.

"Then, some people gradually discovered him.

For example, many years later, there was a person named Yuan Zhen.

That's right, it was the amorous seed who "used to be troubled by the sea" who stumbled upon this trumpet.

He poked in and read a few articles in a row, and couldn't help being surprised!

miracle!

This is a miracle!

What a great poet this guy is!

These more than 1400 poems are connected, and they are no longer poems, but great documentaries about an entire era. "

After a pause, Li Mubai changed his breath.