First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 39 "Climbing", shocking taste

  "This seven-character rhyme poem, call the name... "Climbing""

  On the stage, An Zhi Ruoxu spoke slowly, the speed of chanting was still unpleasant but very emotional.

  "Climb"

   "The sky is scorching and the sky is high, the apes whistle and mourn, and the white birds fly back to Qingsha."

   "The boundless fall of the woods, the endless Yangtze River is rolling."

"Wandering With Melancholy, a century on stage alone and sick."

  "Hate Fanshuang's hardships and hate Fanshuang's temples, and pour a new cup of turbidity."

  The poem falls.

  All the spectators on the scene, all the creeps!

  On the stage, Van der Li's goatee's face was full of dignity and admiration.

   Van der Li didn’t have the slightest frame and posture of the so-called master of poetry. At this moment, Van der Li felt that in front of the masked poet An Zhi Ruo Su, he was like a pupil!

  The masked poet enjoys life, even wearing a black mask can't hide his pale face and the trembling expression in his eyes.

  An Zhiruosu’s "Climb High" has already made him feel the trembling in his soul.

  Ledongsheng knows that he is over. All his justifications just now can only become a joke. He will fall from the peak and underestimate it, and underestimate it very deeply.

   "Peng!"

   "Peng!"

   "Peng!"

  There is no such thing as an explosion of lights in the Poetry Conference.

  But when the poem fell, the three instructors slapped their palms on the table back and forth.

   Then, each tutor raised the sign in his hand.

  One hundred and five!

  One hundred and five!

  One hundred and five!

  There was no evaluation at all, and all three of them scored a high score of one hundred and fifty points.

  Jiang Yong’s hair almost stood up, and his eyes were even more radiant:

   "Too classic, too classic!"

   "It's a windy sky and a high ape whistling mourning, and a boundless fall, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in!"

   "There is no sentence in this poem that is not a classic, and no sentence is not the essence!"

   "The boundless fall of the woods and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. The waves and magnificence actually represent the scene in the picture perfectly, and it is more shocking and stronger than the picture."

   Luo Bin also trembled a little with excitement:

  "The language of this poem is refined, and the whole passage is dual, and one or two sentences are still correct."

"Among them, the sky, wind, sand, nag, ape howling, birds flying, are made of heaven and earth, naturally paired. Not only the upper and lower sentences are correct, but also the sentences in the sentence are self-righting. "Anxious"; the next sentence "Sand" to "Zhu" and "Bai" to "Qing" is full of rhythm. After the poet's artistic refinement, 14 characters are precise and accurate, and there is no fiction. Said, "Thank you all for the axe and chisel", and reached a strange and indescribable realm."

"At a glance, the beginning and the end seem to be'not right', and the chest and abdomen seem to be'unintentional to be right'. Carefully play,'in an article, every sentence is law, and every sentence is law'. Not only'all' "Pian Kefa", and "using sentences and words", "all the ancient and modern people will not dare to say, never do it." It can win the "masterpiece of mastery""

  "This poem has reached the level of mastery and application of the rhythm of the language. I can be sure of this poem alone. No one in the entire world can even make such a classic poem!"

Su Yuqi's breathing was a little panting. She said: "After I listened to this poem, I can't tell why. I have a sorrowful mentality. From the description of the scenery at the beginning, including words like Xiao Xiao, I have already felt it. That sorrowful energy."

"And when the next two sentences came out, it seemed to me that I saw a sad poet who was old and sick, living in another country. It may also be the reason why I was too emotionally sensitive, but this poem has an emotional aspect. The expression really makes me sad from all around."

   "This poem is so good that it makes my soul tremble."

  Su Yuqi commented. At the same time, she looked at the man on the stage with the black mask and the pair of plain eyes on the mask.

  Su Yuqi was suddenly a little dazed.

  An Zhi Ruo Su, a poet who has the same eyes as Li Ang and is also extremely good at poetry.

Do not.

   To be precise, An Zhi Ruo Su has surpassed Ang Lee.

  An Zhiruo Su is too strong, I made "When Does the Bright Moon Have" in three seconds, and "Climbing" in three seconds. His attainments in poetry are probably only comparable to Du Bai or Qu Yuan a thousand years ago.

  Or more exaggerated.

  This Anzhi Ruosu has even surpassed the ancients after the precipitation of time and the accumulation of knowledge.

  Whether anyone can surpass him in the future is temporarily unknown, but what is certain now is that no one in the whole world can compare with him in terms of poetic attainment.

  Li Ang, who once helped her Su Yuqi become a genius poet, is not good either!

"If he can give me ghostwriting, even if he only writes one poem or ci each year, or even writes a poem that is a little bit worse than "When Does the Moon Have", "Deng Gao" and "Jin Se", it will be enough for me to maintain my glory. That's it!" Su Yuqi thought secretly in her heart.

  ...

  The three instructors rated this song "Climbing High" as being almost as a ceiling.

  The three instructors even frankly confessed that even "Jinse" in the seven-character rhyme poem needs to give way a little bit!

  And so is the fact.

  This poem "Climbing the Heights" was written by Du Fu, who is known as the saint of poetry on the earth.

  Du Fu, the master of the seven-character rhythm poems, is the undisputed "king of the seven rhythms".

  According to the famous masters on the earth, all the collections of poems are put together, and five of the top ten in the Seven Laws are created by Du Fu.

  This song "Climb the Heights" is the king of many seven laws.

  Ming Dynasty scholar Hu Yinglin commented on Du Fu's "Deng Gao": This poem is regarded as the number one Qiluo of ancient and modern times, and it does not have to be the number one Qiyanluo of the Tang Dynasty!

   "Jinse" is very good, but its comprehensive ranking among many Qilv poems is also outside the top five; and "Climbing" is the unshakable number one.

  So as soon as this poem came out, it once again exploded directly on every audience like a heavy nuclear bomb.

  If there were some people who thought that "When does the bright moon have" is a word, and "Jinse" is a poem, the comparison between the two is a bit inappropriate.

  But now this song "Climb the Heights" completely conquered them!

  If someone thought that An Zhiruosu could not write "Jinse" by himself before, they would wrongly say that the latter is plagiarism.

  After the release of "Climbing the Heights", this group of people was also completely conquered!

   If An Zhi can write a seven-character poem like "Deng Gao", his strength no longer needs to be defended by anyone.

  Just when the audience in the stadium was still shocked, and when the audience in front of the TV was still tasting, they calmed down and spoke again.

"carry on."

The two words    represent An Zhiruosu's indifferent feeling for this classic work.

  As if this poem that made the audience's fried goose bumps all over, it is like drinking water and eating to An Zhi Ruo Su.

Qi Fang, who was wearing a red robe, was trembling slightly. She said: "Contestant No. 96, you, can you let us slow down... Whether it's "When will the bright moon be there" or this song "Climb the heights" "It's so good, so good, so good that it makes it difficult for us to breathe."

   "This kind of classic needs us to digest, it needs us to taste the shock."

  Faced with another request from the gold medal host and big beauty Qi Fang, An Zhiruosu still just shook his head slightly: "Don't waste time, after I turn over all the cards on the screen, how do you want to taste and taste."

  Although "When will the moon be" and "Climb" have completely shocked all audiences, they have convinced most audiences of Ang Lee's words.

  But this is not enough.

  Because Ang Lee hasn’t heard the system tell him that the mission has been completed.

  ...

  Before reciting "When will the bright moon be" and "Climbing", An Zhiruosu said that this sentence will usher in a lot of brainless ridicule.

  But now, no one dared to taunt the words he said!

  Under the strong request of An Zhi Ruo Su, the program group reluctantly turned the big screen to the flop state.

   "The third picture, turn it over."

  The third card was rotated a few times, and finally enlarged to form a picture that appeared on the big screen.

  In the screen.

  The big mountain rises, and a waterfall flows straight down from the center of the mountain, and the waves are spectacular.

  When this picture appeared in Li An’s eyes, the system in his mind had automatically matched him with the most accurate poem: "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall".

  An Zhiruosu chanted: "Next is a seven-character quatrain: "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall""

  "Rizhao's incense burner produces purple smoke, and you can see the waterfall Hanging Qianchuan from the distance."

   "Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls for nine days."

  Even if you don’t have any level of poetry, you can still feel the amazingness brought by the highly exaggerated artistic techniques in the poem.

  One hundred two, one hundred two, one hundred two!

  All three tutors scored points.

  Not waiting for the evaluation of the three, An Zhi Ruo Su continued to flop.

  The fourth card.

  White snow flies, and a plum tree blooms with gorgeous flowers in the snow.

  An Zhiruosu: "There is a plum blossom in the picture, then I will write the first words and call the name: "Bu Suanzi, Yong Mei""

  "Beside the broken bridge outside the post, loneliness is no owner. It is already dusk alone, and it is more wind and rain."

   "I have no intention of struggling to fight for the spring, but I will be jealous of the group. The pieces will become mud and dust, but the fragrance will remain the same."

  This poem describes the difficult situation and life and death of plum blossoms, expressing their will, and then expresses the unyielding plum blossoms in the wind and snow.

  The three tutors looked at each other, and then they raised the sign in their hands, all of them were red Arabic numerals: 150

The two words,   , once again won the same high score as "When Does the Moon Have".

  Next, the fifth card.

   "The deceased will leave the Yellow Crane Tower to the west, and the fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March."

  "The shadow of the lone sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the sky stream of the Yangtze River is visible."

  Before the three instructors had time to score, An Zhiruosu opened the sixth card.

   "The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng Yuhuo is sad to sleep."

  "Hanshan Temple outside Gusu city, the bell to the passenger ship in the middle of the night."

   and then the seventh.

   "The jasper jade makeup is one tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down."

   "I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors."

  An Zhiruosu chanting poems is getting faster and faster.

  In just five minutes, An Zhi Ruosu has chanted the twentieth card.

  "Grape wine luminous cup, please remind you if you want to drink Pipa."

   "Drunk lying on the battlefield, Lord Grim, how many people will fight back in ancient times?"

  ...

  The poet Guo Sujin, who once greatly devalued Anzhi Ruosu.

  At the beginning, when he heard sixty-nine poems in half an hour, and each of them was still more than 100%, Guo Sujin felt very ridiculous.

  And now, he even breathes slightly.

   "What kind of strong man is this? There are already 20 poems, one in half a minute on average."

   "The most important thing is that every poem has reached the classic level, every poem is catchy, has a different style, and at least has a popular verse."

   "What kind of monster is this calm and peaceful!"

  Guo Sujin's body was shaking slightly.

  His trembling is no longer because of how good the poems are, but because of how strong Anzhi Ruosu is.

  On the mentor seat, Luo Bin, who is the president of the Poetry Association, is breathing stagnant at this moment, and his face is flushed: "This Anzhi Ruosu is not reciting poems at all, he is completely reciting poems!"

  “But the point is that each of his poems fits the picture very well; each poem has a unique style and charm, and each poem is rated at least 100%!"

Su Yuqi beside    also nodded deeply, while staring at An Zhi Ruo Su intently, she said: "Today's Poetry Conference Finals, An Zhi Ruo Su will definitely make a name for himself in the poetry world!"

   "With his "When will the bright moon be", with his "Climbing", with his classic poem after poem, his future status in the poetry world is unmatched!"

  "He has the absolute right to speak in the field of poetry, and he will be what he says."

  Jiang Yong nodded in agreement with the two men's statement, and made a summary: "Stop peacefully, this is a guy who is so strong that it feels terrifying."

  Three mentors and poets with professional level like Guo Sujin are even so, let alone ordinary people.

  Everyone was in a state of extreme shock.

  At first, it was shocked by the good poetry; but now, it was shocked by the person An Zhiruosu.

  After all, being able to write a good poem is luck, and being able to write two good poems is strength.

  But you can write five, ten?

  This is not only strength, this is genius! This is a monster!

  The poem continues.

  The thirtieth card.

  The fortieth card!

  After so many consecutive poems, the audience no longer felt shocked.

  It’s not that it’s not good to be quiet, but that the excitement valve will weaken after being subjected to high-intensity stimulation.

   However, those weakened shocks did not disappear out of thin air, but transformed into admiration and worship.

  There are even many young girls with starry eyes, and their eyes are fascinating.

  At this moment.

   Standing in the center of the stage and surrounded by light yellow light, An Zhi Ruo Su is completely Du Bai alive.

  It is no exaggeration to call him the first person in poetry!

  In fact, when he recited thirty poems, Qi Fang already wanted to interrupt Anzhi Ruosu.

  But the atmosphere of the venue was too weird and wonderful. No one said anything, only Anzhi Ruo Su Nalang chanted poems.

  Weird enough that when Qi Fang shook God again, the poem had reached the fiftyth poem.

  At this time, the 30-minute program time of the TV station has arrived!

Qi Fang had to interrupt An Zhiruosu’s chanting of the poem temporarily, and interjected: “This is the No. 96 contestant. Since the broadcast time of the show is over, let me talk to the audience in front of the TV. May I?"

Then, Qi Fang said to the camera of the TV: "I'm really sorry, friends in front of the TV. Due to the time issue, the program has to be declared over. But the finals are still going on. We will say The video is uploaded to the Internet, and everyone can watch it through the website."

  When Qi Fang's voice fell.

  The Hesheng set on the TV has entered the commercial break, and it is expected that a night TV series called "Share Life" will be broadcast in three minutes.

   Seeing the "Poetry Conference" program suddenly stopped, the audience in front of the TV directly exploded.

   "What are you doing."

   "I'm enjoying it, you broadcast the commercial directly to me."

   "I'm still immersed in the poems of peace and quiet, you told me that the show time is up, let me go back and watch the video online?"

  "My heart is burning and boiling, you suddenly shut it down for me!?"

  Hundreds of thousands of viewers and friends in front of the TV scolded their mothers angrily. Several viewers even picked up the cup on the table and fell to the ground, frightening the children in the room.

   Then, more than tens of thousands of people took out their mobile phones at the same time and called the program team to complain.

  (End of this chapter)