This song "Slow Voice" is Li Qingzhao's absolute representative work.
When this sad and lonely work was recited through Song Ci, it fell into everyone's eyes and hearts.
It immediately set off a storm in everyone's hearts.
Gu Xingchen's eyes were burning and he looked at the stage dreamily.
Every word of this poem has moved him:
"The artistic conception of this poem is extremely sad, and it has extraordinary artistic charm. The novelty and beauty of the language are incredible, and the emotion is extremely sad. However, in terms of expression skills, the poet is even more ingenious and has reached the highest level. In a perfect state. The upper and lower columns are integrated into one, and I write my heart's content in common language! It's amazing!"
Fan Changshou couldn't help but stood up and cheered excitedly.
Song Ci wrote another poem.
Wrote another good song!
Wrote another poem that will be passed down through the ages!
His cloudy old eyes showed a strong light, and he couldn't help shouting excitedly:
"Okay, okay, this is called graceful! I seem to see a woman who has lost her country and her family, leaning against the window. Her husband is a conscript and has died. Her heart is extremely melancholy, sad and hesitant!"
Qin Shiwen's breathing became rapid.
This poem from Song Ci was so good that it simply fell on the top of his heart.
The blood in his whole body couldn't help but boil.
But in the midst of this excitement, I was chilled by the desolate and lonely artistic conception of this poem.
The audience behind them had already exploded.
"I was prepared! I also thought that Song Ci would come up with a classic piece, but I didn't expect that this song "Slow Voice" would be so powerful!"
"Why I often have tears in my eyes is because I love poetry so much! Good works can always touch people's hearts. I hope Song Ci will produce more excellent works in the future!"
"If Teacher Shi Chenglei's work just now is like a spark, then this song "Slow Sound" from Song Dynasty is undoubtedly like the silver moon in the sky!"
"The talent of Song Dynasty poetry has completely poured out in this song! It has poured out thousands of miles and is unstoppable! The endless genius flows in every word, shining so much that I can hardly open my eyes. Got it!"
At this moment, the number of people in the live broadcast room has almost exceeded 100 million.
Therefore, Song Ci was displayed to 100 million viewers across the country for the first time.
This does not include the viewers who sit in front of the TV and watch it on the TV.
It is conservatively estimated that the global audience watching the current 16-to-8 poetry competition exceeds 200 million people.
Standing on the side of the stage, Shi Chenglei's mind was completely filled with "Slow Voice" at this moment.
He couldn't think of anything else.
There were no other voices in his mind.
His lips trembled slightly.
There was a horrified expression on his old, muddy face that was so shocking that he couldn't believe it and even doubted himself.
"Impossible, this is impossible! How could you write such a piece of poetry?"
At this moment on the Internet, countless netizens have formed a carnival.
Everyone has already judged in such a short period of time that Song Ci directly surpassed Shi Chenglei's status in China's contemporary graceful school in the past few decades with this poem "Slow Voice".
Song Ci directly replaced Shi Chenglei's position as the first person of the graceful school with a song "Slow Voice".
As a result of the PK between Song Ci and Shi Chenglei, there is no doubt that Song Ci won.
With a top-quality lyric work of the quality of "Slow Voice", no one can refuse its temptation, and no one can refuse to vote for Song Ci.
Shi Chenglei looked at Song Ci, who had nearly 50 million more votes than himself, his eyes were blank, and he was mumbling to himself, but no one could hear clearly what he was saying.
But the host hasn't let him go yet.
Originally, Song Ci and he were standing in the center of the stage, waiting for the votes.
The male host held up the microphone and said with a smile:
"Actually, everyone knows some of the previous discussions on the Internet. Today, Teacher Song Ci won the competition again. So, does Teacher Shi think Teacher Song Ci won you because of his strength, or because of his large fan base?"
If these words were in a normal CCTV program, it would be absolutely impossible for the host to ask such a question that seems to have some emotions of his own.
But this is on top of the poetry conference competition.
In fact, this question is authorized by the organizing committee of the Poetry Conference and must be asked.
Because Shi Chenglei's previous words had offended the poetry conference.
Shi Chenglei openly said before that Song Ci won the competition because of his fans.
Doesn’t this mean that there is something wrong with the poetry competition system?
This is just criticizing the poetry conference itself!
So under the instruction of the organizing committee, and after Song Ci also won the PK with Shi Chenglei, the host asked this question again.
At the same time, the director of the game has switched the scene to the broadcast of advertisements at the right time.
So this question from the host was only heard by the audience.
But Shi Chenglei's eyes went dark and he couldn't hear anything.
His body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.
It was Song Ci and the host who had quick eyesight and quick hands to help him.
However, this scene also fell into the eyes of many viewers in the audience.
Everyone's eyes showed an expression of watching a good show.
Some people even took out their mobile phones and filmed the scene.
…
More than half an hour later, some marketing accounts on the Internet began to hype what happened on the stage.
【Shock! Song Ci defeated Shi Chenglei with his song "Slow Voice" and even made him faint from anger on the stage! 】
The marketing account used a shocked emoji.
It is also accompanied by a picture that was taken from a long distance and looks blurry but can generally be seen clearly. Song Ci helped Shi Chenglei in the past.
This incident immediately made the melon-eaters unable to hold back.
"You have to be a Song Ci teacher. Is this a battle between literati? You're so awesome. I'll crush you with a piece of music that is definitely better than yours!"
"If I were Shi Chenglei, my mentality would be shattered! I must be too shameless to see anyone now. After all, it was because of his provocation that Song Ci wrote the song "Slow Voice"!"
"Shi Chenglei is the representative poet of the contemporary graceful school in our country! He should be happy. Song Ci can write a masterpiece that can lift the peak of the graceful school. He must be too late to be happy. Yes! Hahahaha!"
The news that Song Ci won the PK with Shi Chenglei has been on the front pages of major portal websites.
Although the poetry competition is still going on at this moment.
But because the opening is immediately the climax.
This has made audiences across the country extremely excited.
In various chat groups, spaces, and circles of friends, everyone is talking about it.
This incident suddenly made Shi Chenglei seem to become a clown across the country.
"To be honest, although I have listened to Song Ci songs before, in poetry competitions, I have never voted for Song Ci just because I like Song Ci songs! I just do it simply because the poems written by Song Ci are so good! "
"That's not a word like 'miserable, desolate'. Really, I have only seen it in Song Ci. This kind of talent is unstoppable!"
"I'm not saying that the old pedants in the so-called cultural circle in our country are really too much and too xenophobic. Why don't they want to see Song Ci who is a singer?"
Yuan Qing specifically did not watch the live broadcast of the poetry conference today.
He was just sitting at home, but he also learned the news that Song Ci won the PK through his mobile phone.
He couldn't help but punch the sofa hard.
It's already past 11pm.
His father Yuan Sizhi also came back. The father and son looked at each other and saw countless emotions in each other's dim eyes.
After a while, Yuan Sizhi couldn't help but sigh and said:
"My son, I can't help it. I can see your talent, but who knows that there is a Song Ci? Under his light, not to mention you, even you and me now seem to be It’s dim!”
Yuan Qing's lips trembled slightly.
He looked at his father blankly and hesitated for a while before he couldn't help howling angrily.
He just felt like there was a mountain that was so thick that he couldn't break through the top of his head, making him depressed and depressed again and again.
The top eight of the poetry competition have all been decided, and the final competition is set for five days.
After Song Ci finished the game, he took a taxi. Instead of returning to his hotel, he came to Song Hongdou's community.
Although this is my second time here, I am already familiar with Song Ci.
Song Ci put his hand on the fingerprint lock of Song Hongdou's house, and the door opened.
He walked in, and there was a white light in the room.
Song Hongdou was wrapped in a red lace nightgown.
Originally sitting on the sofa, when she saw Song Ci coming in, she stood up with a smile on her face, revealing a pair of feet as white as the full moon.
As soon as Song Ci came in, he looked at Song Hongdou first, and then his eyes couldn't help but fall on Song Hongdou's feet.
Song Hongdou had already rushed over at this time, and a gust of fragrant wind rushed into Song Ci's nasal cavity.
The two hugged each other and kissed fiercely for a minute.
"Hubby, you are so handsome today. How did you come up with this kind of lyrics? Have you composed a tune for this lyrics? It would be even better if you can sing it. It will definitely become a hit."
Song Ci sat on the sofa, and Song Hongdou sat on top of Song Ci. She said with a crooked smile.
Song Ci's hands played with Song Hongdou's two white and tender feet, and he said with a smile:
"The melody is not composed. If there is a chance in the future, I can write a song for this lyrics alone."
Feeling Song Ci's hands on her feet, Song Hongdou couldn't help but scolded: "Do you like feet very much?"
Song Ci gently put his mouth to his mouth and whispered a few words in Song Hongdou's ear.
Song Hongdou couldn't help but blush immediately. She spat at Song Ci gently, then pushed him and said: "De Xing! You go take a shower quickly. I ordered a midnight snack. I'll have a snack later." night."
Song Ci groaned and ran into the toilet to take a shower.
Song Hongdou stood up, placed the prepared supper on the table, and hummed the melody of "Lovesickness" in her mouth.
When Song Ci came out wrapped in a bath towel, Song Hongdou, who was sitting on the sofa, slowly opened her eyes and looked at Song Ci's eight-pack abs:
"Don't tell me, I haven't seen you for a while, and your muscles have developed a lot. I have to give it a try tonight."
Immediately her silver bell-like laughter sounded in the room.
The next day, it was bright and clear.
Last night it rained and the wind blew, and I couldn't get rid of the remaining wine after a deep sleep.
Song Hongdou's bedroom looked a little messy at the moment.
She stretched out a small white hand and rummaged around the bed casually.
It took a while to find my phone.
Then she changed her position and rested her head on Song Ci's left shoulder, then opened her phone and started browsing.
One night passed, and now the Internet is still full of news about poetry conferences.
But at the same time, as more and more people have finished watching Tian Long Ba Bu, more and more people are discussing Tian Long Ba Bu online at this moment.
At the moment, in addition to the hot searches related to the poetry conference, the most eye-catching one is "Song Ci I want to send you a razor blade".
This trending search is full of readers’ anger.
"I have one thing to say, I thought it was cruel enough to make an empty promise with cattle and sheep! I didn't expect Azi's eyes to be blind later. I didn't even expect that all the girls around Duan Yu were his sisters. It's disgusting. It's really disgusting. !”
"Hahahahaha! The people upstairs didn't see the reversal at the end. It looks like she's the younger sister, but she's not actually the younger sister. Hehehehe!"
"The plot of Qiao Feng's death in the end... Although I feel very sad, I have to say that this is indeed a choice that this character has to make when he reaches this point! I am personally very satisfied with this final scene. !”
The version of Tian Long Ba Bu written by Song Ci is not Jin Yong's first serialized version, but Jin Yong's later modified version.
The biggest difference between the revised version and the serialized version is that at the end of the story, Wang Yuyan did not live with Duan Yu like the serialized version, but went to accompany his crazy cousin.
Readers who read this plot also expressed that they were very accepting of this plot.
"Yes, it was only after Duan Yu went through everything that he realized that what he actually liked was not Wang Yuyan, but the statue of the fairy sister in the cave."
"The fairy sister I have been chasing for so many years is indeed just the lover in my dream. He is not any touchable woman in reality. She is just the most beautiful and perfect woman in Duan Yu's heart. Although she is out of reach, she is far away. A dream on the sky.”
"I have read The Legend of Dragon Balls twice. Personally speaking, this book is my favorite martial arts book. I am looking forward to a book being selected by a director and made into a movie. TV drama!"
Song Hongdou used her trumpet to like some comments that praised Song Ci.
Only then did Song Ci wake up. Song Hongdou kissed the side of Song Ci's face, then held the phone and said, "Did you see that many people on the Internet are praising you?"
Song Ci put his left hand on the quilt and held a circle, and said with a soft smile: "Tell me the truth, have you finished watching The Eight Parts of the Dragon?"
Song Hongdou smiled and said, "Come on, come on, I've already seen the 20th episode."
(End of chapter)
