First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 36 Sixty-nine poems!

   Where does Lee's evidence come from?

  ...

  At the opening ceremony of the Poetry Conference, when LeDong Life replaced Ang Lee as a masked poet, Ang Lee’s head sounded a systemic voice.

  "Hello host, it has been detected that someone has plagiarized your poems and has caused a huge impact on you. The system here has retrieved a surveillance video with sound for you to prove your innocence."

  Then, the system also played the surveillance in Li Ang's mind.

  It is Li Ang’s going out to eat. Zhang Jingya forced Li Ang to pay for the bill. Then Li Ang was too annoyed to chant the whole poem "Jinse" to Zhang Jingya in front of the restaurant.

  Because of the existence of this video, Ang Lee has always been very indifferent, and has not paid much attention to plagiarism.

  But the system is a bit pitted.

  When Li Ang asked the system for the surveillance video, the system assigned Li Ang four tasks. Only when all four tasks were completed can the surveillance video be obtained.

  The tasks are as follows:

  1: Participate in the poem conference;

  2: stunning all audiences;

  3: Let all audiences recognize your poetry level;

  4: Let the audience believe in your words.

  Through Zhang Jingya, Li An successfully participated in the poetry contest as the 96th contestant.

  Then Ang Lee successfully surprised the audience through the second and third period of the answering contest.

  In the arena of the finals, Ang Lee once again won everyone's approval through the three poems "Quiet Night Thoughts", "Shan Xing" and "Ke Zhong Xing".

  The first three points have been successfully achieved.

  But the fourth point.

  The audience recognized it, but they had not yet reached the point where they believed Ang Lee’s words firmly.

  So what Ang Lee has to do now is to make all the audience believe in his words!

  How to do this?

  Li An already had a plan in his heart.

  ...

  An Zhiruosu's extremely calm eyes looked at Qi Fang quietly, and then said: "How long is the end of the show now?"

  Qi Fang looked at the time on the big screen: "There are still thirty minutes."

   "Thirty minutes is enough."

  After An Zhiruo said, his eyes moved to the large central screen: "Now there are still sixty-nine cards on the screen."

  "Starting from the first card, flop one by one."

   "I made sixty-nine poems in these thirty minutes, and each poem is not duplicated."

  An Zhiruosu still cherishes words like gold.

  Every sentence of his is no more than twenty words, but every word is like a mountain weighing tens of thousands of catties, smashing down hard.

   hit every viewer on the scene and in front of the TV;

   fell on three tutors and host Qi Fang;

   smashed on Van der Lie, Happy Life, and all the staff behind the stage.

   "It's crazy, peace is crazy!"

   "What a joke, sixty-nine poems in thirty minutes!"

   "And every poem is not duplicated! Even if he can make it, can he guarantee the quality?"

   "What does he want to prove? To prove that he is quick to write poetry? Or to prove something else?"

  "What's the point of this, and what's the point of doing this."

  Everyone in the venue stared at the masked man under the light yellow beam, but the eyes of the masked man were so plain that they couldn't see any tension or abnormality at all.

  Qi Fang asked: "What is the point of doing this?"

   "Proof."

  Qi Fang continued to ask: "What have you proved, do you prove your poetry speed?"

   "Level, strength. And the weight of my words."

  As a poet, only when the level of poetry is so high that ordinary people can't match, then his words will have weight, can convince the audience, and then can complete the fourth task of the system to obtain evidence.

  And Lee Ann, he has to prove these with sixty-nine poems.

  Qi Fang continued: "Do you prove your level and strength? But with sixty-nine poems in 30 minutes, so many poems in such a short time, can you guarantee that each of your poems is above the quality?"

   "Each song, more than 100%." ​​An Zhiruosu responded indifferently.

  Just seven words, when these seven words were spoken, all the audience felt scalp tingling.

  Guo Sujin’s original view of An Zhiruosu has changed. After all, he can write three poems of different styles but catchy, which is definitely impressive.

  But when Guo Sujin heard An Zhiruosu’s words, an extremely ridiculous smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

   "What a joke!"

  "Poems above 100% should be at least catchy, popular, and different in style."

   "For every poem that is more than 100%, there must be at least one sentence like'parking and sitting in love for the evening in the maple forest', or'but making the master drunk.'

   "But how can this kind of poem be so easy to make!?"

   "Two poems a minute on average."

   "Each poem is still more than 100%, and the 69 cards on the screen are random pictures."

   "This is impossible to do, even if it is the original one, it can't be done!"

  Qu Yuan, the greatest poet of the Warring States Period.

  On the stage, Qi Fang also felt ridiculous.

But as a gold medal host, she couldn't just expose it directly, so she changed to a compromise plan and said to Anzhi: "Although the show is still 30 minutes, there are still many processes that have not gone through. "

  I thought that Anzhi Ruosu would give myself a step down, but I didn’t expect to get six cold words in exchange.

   "So hurry up."

  ...

  Han Hao is a fan of An Zhi Ruo Su. He has been a fan since An Zhi Ruo Su answered the questions in the second round of the Poetry Conference.

the reason?

  Because Han Hao has always been a person with poor academic performance and poor memory. I woke up early and read until the evening, and I flipped through the book the next day and found that I had forgotten everything!

   Therefore, Han Hao particularly admires and likes to be quiet.

  Each time it takes three seconds to answer a question, what a powerful memory should this have?

  In the third issue, Han Hao directly worshiped An Zhi Ruo Su, and even dreamed that one day he would have the same level of knowledge as An Zhi Ruo Su.

  When the show showed that An Zhiruo was going to play with Ledong Life in the final, Han Hao booked the tickets as soon as possible, just to support his idol Anzhi Ruosu.

  The ending made him very happy.

  Three poems made by idols, "Quiet Night Thoughts", "Shan Xing" and "Ke Zhong Xing", just take out a good poem that is catchy in the capital.

  Han Hao feels that the idol he admires is really the most awesome!

   "Le Dong Sheng plagiarized these two poems of mine." When this sentence was said in An Zhi Ruo Su's mouth, Han Hao felt that his whole body was boiling.

  If what the idol says is true, then the idol will become the first person in the world of poetry, and even in the world of poetry, it is even stronger than Su Yuqi.

  My idol, is that awesome?

  But then, the idol An Zhiruosu was verbally criticized.

   Fifty to sixty percent of the people on the venue were attacking An Zhi Ruo Su, and asked An Zhi Ruo Su to show evidence.

  Han Hao unconditionally believes in his idol.

  At that time, he wanted to stand up and shout to believe in peace, but he found that he had no courage and no evidence.

  The two words ‘evidence’ are like a knife placed on Han Hao’s neck, making him unable to shout.

  And now, his idol has responded.

  The idol has to compose 69 poems in 30 minutes to prove his level and strength, as well as the weight of his speech.

  Although Han Hao felt a little outrageous.

  After all, An Zhiruosu is a person, and he is not a god. Sixty-nine songs in 30 minutes, and each capital has at least one hundred points of evaluation.

  How can this be done.

   is outrageous, but Han Hao feels that at this time, he should stand up and support his idol.

  Han Hao plucked up his courage, he stood up abruptly and shouted: "Quiet, come on! I believe you!"

  Han Hao’s courage was not in vain. As soon as he shouted out, thousands of fans who were calm and calm began to shout loudly.

"I support you!"

   "I'm an Anfan, I ask the program group to agree to Anzhi Ruosu's request."

  Thousands of fans are shouting.

  It was completely unexpected for Qi Fang to develop the scene to this point.

She had to stabilize the scene, so there was no way. Qi Fang pressed her hand down, and then said with a smile: "Please be quiet! Since everyone asks to agree to the requirements of peace and quiet, I hope that peace and quiet can bring us a wonderful experience. Personal performance."

  In an instant, peace of mind became the focus of attention.

  An Zhiruosu turned his head and looked at the big screen in the center of the stage.

  In the center of the screen, sixty-nine cards have been quietly arranged.

   "The first one, open."

  An Zhiruosu took the initiative to speak.

  The voice falls, the card is turned over, and then quickly zoomed in on the screen.

  In the picture.

  At night, the lake water was rippling lightly, and a round moon hung high in the sky. The poet stood under the eaves of the boat and looked up at the moon, holding a pot of sake in his hand.

  The light breeze blows, the clothes of the poet flutter, and the sadness of memories and longings still hangs on his face.

  Just three seconds after the picture came out, Anzhi Ruosu spoke.

  "Recite a word, call the name..."

  (End of this chapter)