I’m Really a Superstar

The next day, he went downstairs to work, and when he reached the newsstand on the west side of the subway station, Zhang Ye went over and asked the newspaper, "Is the Beijing Times here? How much is it?"

"One piece." The boss mechanized.

Zhang Ye took out the money, "Give me one."

The boss collects the money and delivers the newspaper, "Okay, you take it."

The poor, tinkling Zhang Ye was very distressed by this one dollar, but he had no choice but to spend the money that should be spent, and then he turned the page to look at it. When he got on the subway and squeezed into Line 10, his eyes finally blinked, and he turned to the middle page with joy, and his name was impressively listed in the article, especially the title was particularly attractive——"Two Poems Save the World" One Life"!

Last night, in the emotional column of "Speaking of the World" on the Beijing Radio Station, a female college student planned to commit suicide in the live broadcast because her boyfriend was about to go to New York to study. In the end, it was Mr. Zhang Ye, the guest of the show and the host of "Late Night Ghost Stories" on the cultural broadcasting station, who saved the girl's life with two poems!

The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find the light - "A Generation".

The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between heaven and earth, but I stand in front of your door, but you don’t know that I love you... The furthest distance in the world is the distance between a bird and a fish, one soars into the sky, and the other dives deep into the sea —— "The Farthest Distance in the World", also known as "Birds and Fish".

The above are the original texts of the two poems.

It is reported that the two poems were written by teacher Zhang Ye on the spot. The reporter of this newspaper also contacted teacher Zhang through telephone interviews late at night.

ah?

Overwhelmed by my literary talent?

Zhang Ye blushed a little. On the phone, he mistook the reporter for a ham sausage salesman, showing off his literary talents!

The report is not over: here is an episode that I have to mention. In the early morning, several people in the editorial department were rushing to draft. After seeing these two works, they were all moved. When the editor-in-chief reviewed it, the deputy editor-in-chief did not let us publish the manuscript. After reading the poem, his original words were as follows: "Delete all the appreciation and analysis, and stop writing in the usual way. "Fish", this is a modern poem that can penetrate people's hearts in an instant, and it does not need to be analyzed, while the power in the other "A Generation" cannot be analyzed with words. This is a great modern poem, no matter what Whether the author is a newcomer in the poetry world, this poem can only be described as great. Perhaps the original author's fame and the objective background of the current era are not enough to make this poem famous all over the world, but I believe that time It will prove many things. Maybe a few years later, maybe decades later, maybe hundreds of years later, future generations will remember a poem and a person——Zhang Ye and his "One Generation". It is our generation People are their generation, and they are also the generation of future generations.

The evaluation is so high, Zhang Ye's heart fluttered.

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unit.

"Morning." Zhang Ye entered the office area.

The assistant Xiaofang was the first to greet her, and she smiled so hard that she showed her small canine teeth, "Mr. Zhang, you came just in time. We are talking about the news on the Beijing Times. Have you read it?"

Zhang Ye smiled, "I just watched it too."

Xiaofang giggled, "Everyone was talking about it before, but you are the first one to appear on the Beijing Times in our art broadcast these years." She was happy for Zhang Ye, "This is the Beijing Times. Although it is limited to the Beijing area, it is published The quantity is hundreds of thousands of copies, and ordinary people don't have this kind of treatment!"

Mr. Feng, the old anchor of "Story Club for Old and Young", also watched it,

He spoke highly of it: "Mr. Zhang, I listened to the replay last night and chewed the two poems over and over again. Alas, the younger generation is awesome. I will retire soon, and I will rely on you young people in the background. "

Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "It's not as serious as you said. My literary quality is still far behind. I came here with a learning attitude on the first day I came to Taiwan, and I will continue to do so in the future. I still need teachers to give me a lot of guidance."

Tian Bin and Li Si came to work at this time.

Zhang Ye also saw him. Tian Bin saw a violent look in his eyes, mixed with jealousy and hatred. He ignored Zhang Ye and sat back at his desk. Zhang Ye robbed the anchor position of "Late Night Ghost Stories", Tian Bin is now the lead DJ, and usually has no work to do, so he can only make up for whoever is vacant, and he may not be able to be on the show for three to five days , it's no wonder he doesn't get angry.

However, Li Si's attitude today is completely different from the past. It can be seen that he didn't want to speak at first, but for some reason, Li Si, who was about to turn around, paused again, "...Mr. Zhang, good morning."

Zhang Ye looked at him, "Oh, good morning."

Li Si nodded his head to him, and then he returned to his seat, a little submissive and judging the situation.

Hearing this, Tian Bin's complexion became even worse. His popularity is mediocre, and he used to chew people's tongues behind their backs, no wonder everyone betrayed them today.

Later, Wang Xiaomei, the influential figure in the stage, also arrived at the work unit. She still didn't look at Zhang Ye, but after saying hello to a few old comrades and close friends, she unexpectedly said something to Zhang Ye, "Zhang Ye Teacher, many of the letters from readers of my program are for you, you can ask your assistant to pick them up later." Although her attitude doesn't seem to have changed, what you need to know is that Wang Xiaomei has never called Zhang Ye "Zhang Ye" in private before. "Teacher", the difference between a title obviously brings a subconscious identity.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Ye received the letter from the audience of "Talking the World" about himself. In the era of rampant Internet, this world is the same as Zhang Ye's world. Paper letters are rarely used for communication, but Zhang Ye I still think that this form of writing on paper is more realistic and powerful.

"Mr. Zhang Ye, hello, I listened to yesterday's episode, and I'm also a parent, so I won't say much else. I thank you on behalf of the child's parents."

There were a total of 37 letters, and the feedback from the audience was mostly positive.

Zhang Ye checked the official mailbox of "Late Night Ghost Accident" again, read all the letters from the audience, and went to the website of Beijing Radio Station to check the messages. Suddenly he saw a link. He clicked on it, and his "" The furthest distance in the world" was posted on a large forum!

750,000 hits!

There were more than 3,000 replies!

"This poem is so touching!"

"So many clicks? This is the rhythm of fire!"

"Is it also popular on the Internet? I just read this poem in the Beijing Times this morning. It's really amazing, but I still like "A Generation" better."

"I am the moderator of the literature section of the website, and I am also an out-and-out lover of literature. I have always liked modern poetry, and I especially love writing this. I have always thought that I write very well, and I have published many modern poems in the literature section. Today, after reading two poems by Teacher Zhang Ye, I realized that I am a frog in a well, this is the real modern poetry, what I wrote is actually nothing!"

There are praises, and of course there are doubts.

"What kind of broken poetry, it's just so-so."

"Yeah, I'm so stupid. For a while, the farthest distance is this, and for a while, the farthest distance is that. Is there an accurate score!"

Even if everything is done the best, it is impossible to satisfy everyone. Zhang Ye knew this truth, so he logged into his account and put on a vest to comment. He has no other advantages, except that he has a better mentality and a calmer personality. Peaceful, he smiled slightly when he saw the scolding, and he had the bearing of a writer and a great poet, and he said in a full-fledged manner: "...I'm as good as your second grandma! Is it so-so? Do you know literature? Ah? Such a masterpiece that has been immortalized for generations is still dismissive! You are a pile of shit! A pile of stinky shit!"

The person above was anxious, "Hey, why are you swearing?"

Some netizens also chimed in, "Floor 3256 is right, but you don't understand art!"

Another netizen said: "Some people criticize this kind of classic poetry? I really don't understand some people's aesthetics!"

"That's right, this is a poem that saved a life, isn't it normal? Then write a poem that saves a life and let's see!"

Under Zhang Ye's leadership, the two people who expressed negative opinions were drowned in spit, and they stopped speaking in desperation. Seeing everyone's enthusiastic response, Zhang Ye went offline without blushing. He didn't feel how wretched he was at all. Even writers have this temper!

I have a saying - when it's time to do it, do it!