First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 42 Su Yuqi requests to take off her mask

  Zhang Jingya continued.

  "On the day of the opening ceremony, our An Zhiruosu waited in the background as a masked poet, but I didn't expect the host to call out the pseudonym An Zhiruosu, but a joy in life!"

   "At that time, I knew that the identity of the masked poet was lost! The first thing I thought of was my superior, his name is Tian Zhe, we call him Director Tian."

   "Because only Tian Zhe has heard the two poems "Jin Se" and "Zhu Shi", and only Tian Zhe can overstep me and change the script of the entire radio station."

   "I found Tian Zhe and asked him why he plagiarized the poems. But Tian Zhe said in a serious and thoughtful tone that I have no evidence."

  "I really want to post a post on Weibo to expose it! After thinking for a long time, I decided to find An Zhi Ruosu and ask him about his ideas. At that time, An Zhi Ruosu said: Just arrange for him to play in the game."

   "So there is a scene that everyone is familiar with."

   "In the second phase, the 96th has been eliminated, but the program group suddenly added a masked 96th, which I arranged to go up."

  ...

   "In the end, our masked poet was calm and calm, standing on the stage of the finals with his own true ability, and once again regained his own honor!"

  Zhang Jingya’s story is over.

  The audience is mostly ordinary people.

  The more ordinary people are, the easier it is to be led by public opinion, and the easier it is to show sympathy and resentment for unfair treatment.

  Obviously, Zhang Jingya’s story is strong enough and enough to make the audience feel resentful.

  More than 5,000 spectators at the scene, 70% of them gritted their teeth with hatred and fire in their eyes.

  After finishing speaking, Zhang Jingya bowed deeply to An Zhiruosu, facing the audience at the venue.

  "Here, I sincerely apologize to An Zhiruosu and the audience. It is my negligence that caused such a big trouble."

  Li Ang is not interested in these shady scenes at all.

  But after hearing Zhang Jingya talk so moved for seven or eight minutes, and seeing her bowing to herself, Li Ang's heart was still slightly moved.

  In this world, darkness has always existed.

  I have a system and absolute strength, so I can make a breach in the dark to see the light; what if I change to another poet? Will he be depressed and depressed by the blow?

  Thinking about this, Li Ang's mood is quite complicated.

   "Here, let me give the TV station management a modern poem."

  Li An's voice is hoarse and low: "This poem is called "Liao Zhai""

  "You also fight against corruption, and he also fights against corruption. The joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all in my heart"

   "Don’t be strange, don’t be strange, don’t be strange, five sons are better than two-sleeved breeze."

  "Presenting grand views before the stage, making evil money behind the scenes, a bit solemn, a bit hypocritical, a bit firm, a bit lingering, and the mystery of this, who can solve it"

  ...

  First Zhang Jingya tells the story, and then An Zhiruosu recites such mocking poems.

  The biggest headache on the stage now is Qi Fang.

  The three tutors do not matter, they are invited guests of the show, but Qi Fang is the host of the TV station! It's an employee of the TV station!

  The situation continues to ferment like this, once Director Tian blames it, her Qi Fang is likely to be retired!

  Qi Fang has just been named a gold medal host this year, and she has a promising future. She doesn’t want to be retired because of this show.

  Qi Fang raised her head and squeezed the slight sweat from her forehead: "Our champion poet is different. He once again made us a catchy poem."

   Then, Qi Fang forced a smile to look at Zhang Jingya, and said: "Sister Zhang, the show is still going on, and the incident of plagiarizing poems by LeDong Life is over. Should we present awards to our champions now?"

  Zhang Jingya also understands Qi Fang. She nodded and bowed to the more than 5,000 people under the stage: "Our program scriptwriter should be in the back, but today we ran on the stage. Just laughed."

  After speaking, Zhang Jingya turned and walked off the stage.

   Her originally heavy and owing heart, after exposing the situation, finally got a trace of comfort.

After    left the stage and returned to the screenwriting crew of the rear section, the expressions on the faces of more than a dozen employees were somewhat depressed and heavy.

  Zhang Jingya forced a smile: "What are you doing? An Zhiruosu revealed the truth and won the championship. Shouldn't you be happy."

  Zhang Jingya just said something, and some of the employees under him choked up with soft hearts.

   "Sister Zhang, why bother you." A little girl said, she bit her red lips slightly: "You directly offend Director Tian like this, you will be fired."

A young guy also breathed solemnly: "Sister Zhang, how many days and nights did you get to the position of the chief planner of the show, and how much effort has been spent to increase the ratings. You may lose the audience for ten minutes on the stage now. Is it worth the work?"

   “In fact, it’s okay to post comments on Weibo when you look back. Why do you have to be in a hurry? Sister Zhang.”

  A group of employees said, there was a little blame in their words, and there were more sighs and dismay.

   Zhang Jingya was originally pretending to be very good.

  However, Zhang Jingya's strained heart collapsed instantly when she heard the employees say something to her.

  She stepped forward, got into a small house by herself, then took the towel to cover her face and mouth, letting her tears wet the towel without making any noise.

  ...

on the stage.

  When Zhang Jingya left, the program entered the next round.

   "Our poetry conference finals is over. Although there were many dashes and accidents in the middle, it also brought us so many surprises."

  "Ledong Life was disqualified from the competition due to plagiarism of poems. And our true masked poet calmly, without a doubt, won the overall championship of our fourth season of poetry competition."

   "Let us congratulate him with warm applause!"

   There was very loud applause in the venue. At the same time, a bright colored podium rose in the center of the stage.

   "We have invited our An Zhiruosu to be on the podium. Congratulations to him for winning the championship of this poem contest."

  At the invitation of Qi Fang, An Zhiruosu slowly walked to the top of the podium.

   "We have invited our Professor Van der Li to be on the podium. Congratulations to him for winning the second place in this poem conference."

  A touch of joy appeared on Van der Li’s face.

  He was already ready to win the third place, but now he has won the second place, which is quite satisfactory. The only surprise is that the champion is not happy in life, but in peace.

  Vanderle let out a long sigh of relief, and then walked step by step to the podium a step lower than Anzhi Ruosu.

   Van der Li turned his head slightly to look at An Zhi Ruo Su, who was a head taller than him. There was no jealousy in his eyes, but only respect.

   Peace of mind, this is a real strength player.

  As Luo Bin Jiang Yong said, it is no exaggeration to call him the strongest poet in China.

  It’s not ashamed to lose to such a person!

  The third place is Zhu Peng, a fat kid.

  Zhu Peng’s fat face was full of triumphant and unexpected smiles.

  "Next, I will invite the genius beauty poet in the poetry circle, Su Yuqi, to present awards to our champion An Zhi Ruo Su!" Qi Fang shouted in an enthusiastic voice.

  Su Yuqi stood up from the No. 3 tutor seat and even walked to the center of the stage.

  The light focused on her.

  The faint makeup on Su Yuqi's face is very delicate, a pair of large and energetic eyes are bright and eye-catching, she has a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and said: "Sister Qi Fang, you are too good."

   "I used to be called a genius poet, but now I can't. My name has been replaced by An Zhi Ruo Su."

   "The more than fifty poems he chanted today, each capital is a famous poem that can be passed down through the ages."

  "As far as the poetry world is concerned, it is his now, and his future is still his. After a thousand or even three thousand years, the name An Zhi Ruosu will be the same as Qu Yuan and Du Bai, who has been in poetry and celebrities forever!"

  The audience burst into applause.

  After a speech, Su Yuqi took the golden trophy from Qi Fang, and moved to the side of An Zhi Ruo Su.

  At this moment, Su Yuqi was only about one meter away from An Zhi Ruo Su.

  Before, when she was on the edge of the stage, Su Yuqi didn't feel much about the peace on the stage, but now she is approaching, she feels a little strange.

  She can smell the scent of An Zhi Ruo Su, a faint soapy fragrance, which is very comfortable.

  Although An Zhiruosu's face was completely covered by the black mask, Su Yuqi could see the yellowish but delicate skin outside the black mask, and the pair of eyes that were as calm as water without the slightest ripples.

  Can’t say why.

  Su Yuqi suddenly felt the masked poet in front of her.

  Very very familiar!

  Especially the eyes.

  What Zhang Jingya said just now appeared in her head. Three months ago, the teahouse heard "Jinse".

  Is it Ang Lee? ?

  Su Yuqi asked herself in her heart.

  At this moment, even she herself was a little uncertain.

  Unconsciously, Su Yuqi had stood in front of An Zhi Ruosu for four or five seconds, but she was still holding the trophy, her expression a little surprised.

  Qi Fang reminded: "Sister Yu Qi, it's time to give an award to An Zhiruosu."

  Su Yuqi shook her head quickly, trying to get rid of the messy thoughts in her head.

  But curiosity killed the cat. The more unknown, the more Su Yuqi wanted to know.

  Su Yuqi's mouth raised an unnatural but beautiful smile. She looked at An Zhi Ruo Su and said: "An Zhi Ruo Su, you are a very amazing poet."

  "In the field of Chinese poetry, I would like to call you the strongest!"

  "While presenting the golden cup in my hand to you, can I make a small request to you?"

  Faced with Su Yuqi’s question, An Zhiruosu did not respond or reply.

   "If you don't answer, then I will assume that you agree."

  Su Yuqi raised the corner of her mouth, then looked at An Zhiruosu’s eyes and said: “When I was watching you recite poems earlier, I found that you have a pair of very calm and beautiful eyes. Now you can see more clearly when you get closer.”

   "I am particularly curious about what you look like under the black mask."

   "Before you get this trophy, can you take off your mask and show it to everyone?"

   Lee An.

  Is it you? Just take off the mask to find out!

  (End of this chapter)