I’m Really a Superstar

quiet!

No one spoke!

Zhang Ye was not surprised to find that everyone was silent.

Li Honglian didn't even know what to say, "You...this poem..."

Zhao Guozhou couldn't understand, "Old Li, how about the poem you translate?"

Li Honglian coughed, "Then what, I... I didn't understand too much, cough, cough, only a small part of it."

ah? You didn't understand Russian when you learned it? Several interviewers stunned!

"That's how prose poetry is, and it's rather obscure in Russian, plus Xiao Zhang speaks faster..." Li Honglian added a sentence to herself.

Zhang Ye immediately said, "Then let me read it again in Chinese."

Seeing that Director Li was deflated, there was a young interviewer who didn't believe in evil and wanted to breathe a sigh of relief for the leader. The richness and diversity of Chinese vocabulary are completely different from Russian, and Chinese is the test of skill. Can't understand Russian? But there must be an article in Chinese translation! Not a single word is good enough! You are not qualified! This person is still thinking about the leader's hints, what's wrong with Russian? Poetry has to be good too! Do you think you can fool yourself with a few words in Russian? Where is such a cheap thing!

Everyone's thoughts were different, and they all focused on the Chinese version that Zhang Ye was going to recite!

Zhang Ye also noticed some tinted glasses in the eyes of some people. Knowing that they still decided that he was not good enough, he sneered. This emotion was just right for him to recite, "On the vast sea, the strong wind gathers dark clouds. In between, the petrel was flying proudly like a black lightning bolt. Now its wings touched the waves, and then it rushed straight to the dark cloud like an arrow, and it cried--in the brave cry of this bird, the dark cloud heard joy. . In this cry - full of longing for the storm! In this cry the dark clouds hear the power of anger, the flame of passion and the confidence of victory. The seagulls groan before the storm - groan, they Flying across the sea, trying to hide my fear of storms into the depths of the sea..."

It started off fairly smoothly!

But as the poem reached its climax, Zhang Ye's tone became more rapid, and his voice suddenly raised an octave, "The wind is howling... the thunder is roaring... There are piles of dark clouds, like black flames, burning on the bottomless sea. The sea seized the arrows of lightning and extinguished them in its own abyss. The shadows of these lightnings, like fiery snakes, meandered and swam in the sea, and disappeared in a flash—storm! The storm is coming! This is the valiant petrel, flying proudly on the roaring sea, amid the lightning; this is the cry of the prophet of victory..."

Why do difficulties always come to me?

Why is there so much injustice in the world?

But! Even so, so what! Shattered to pieces! This is the path I choose! I will not back down! I am not afraid either!

Zhang Ye took a breath and said loudly, "—Let the storm come more violently!"

The last sentence of the poem in Zhang Ye's world once pierced the hearts of many people, and their blood boiled. Now that they are thrown out in this world, they can penetrate into people's blood just as well!

Zhao Guozhou is crazy!

Li Honglian also got goosebumps!

Just now, he was still muttering in his heart that he wanted to find the young interviewer who had a problem with Zhang Ye's poem. At this moment, this scene was speechless, not even angry!

silence!

Seeing that everyone was shocked by his poem, Zhang Ye was also relieved. He slowly got rid of the emotions in the poem, and he regained his composure. This society is such that people are judged by their appearance. As long as he can be admitted,

"Teachers, I have finished answering the second interview question!"

"Ah... oh." Li Honglian's soul returned to her aperture. Previously, her mind swam with the Haiyan into the storm.

Zhao Guozhou lost his voice: "What is the name of your poem?"

Zhang Ye replied, "This poem is called "Haiyan," and in Russian it also means a prophet of a storm."

"What a Haiyan!" Zhao Guozhou could not understand Russian, but he could understand Chinese clearly, "A soaring Haiyan, a proud Haiyan, a fearless Haiyan, you are talking about yourself, right? Poetry Power is really amazing sometimes, boy, you taught us a lesson today!"

"I dare not, I dare not." Zhang Ye said.

The eyes of everyone looking at Zhang Ye really changed a bit. It was too much surprise for them to be out of a thousand words in ten seconds. Now, if they open their mouths, a prose poem in Russian can reach such a master level. Ye's performance conquered everyone present! Also hit all the interviewers in the face with performance! Li Honglian asked this question in order to prevent Zhang Ye from passing the interview, and made it clear that he was cheating on him, but she never expected that the other party would give such a perfect answer sheet. Unyielding and anger, the occasion to make the interviewers ashamed!

Which ruthless man jumped out of the crack of the stone?

Li Honglian said with no expression: "Let's do this today, go back and wait for the news."

Is this admission or not? Zhang Ye wasn't sure either, so he could only say, "Okay, thank you teachers."

As soon as he walked through the door with his forefoot, Zhao Guozhou, who had previously raised his nose and eyes at Zhang Ye, immediately clapped, "This person, we want it from Literary Broadcasting!"

Li Honglian did not agree, "Old Zhao, didn't you like that Xiao Xu just now? I gave you that Xiao Xu. This Zhang Ye must come to our frequency!"

Zhao Guozhou said forcefully, "Xiao Xu can let this person go!"

"You are unreasonable!" Li Honglian grabbed the person, "I want this Zhang Ye first!"

"I asked for it first! The frequency of your foreign language is not suitable for him. Of course, he has to come to our literary broadcast because of his cultural literacy. Don't talk about it, Lao Li, that's it. If there are more good seedlings below, you can take a look. You want a few, and I won't take any of them from you!" Zhao Guozhou did not back down.

"I want him, I don't want others!" Li Honglian said coldly.

Zhao Guozhou said: "Last year, I gave you a good foreign language frequency. This year, I can't let it go. Don't argue, I'll treat you to dinner later, it's a big deal that I owe you a favor!"

...

noon.

Corner Gate East.

Zhang Ye, who came back from the interview, didn't go to his parents' place. He still went back to the house he rented. The small room was only 30 to 40 meters long. But he liked it very much. After all, it was his first time to live independently after graduation, so he couldn't point at everything. Parents, he is ready to make some grades and then go home.

Lunch was plentiful - fresh shrimp and seafood noodles, of course, the noodles were from Master Kong.

With no money left, Zhang Ye could only make do with instant noodles and struggle on his ideal path. In fact, he didn't think it was that hard, and he enjoyed it.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a key without warning.

Rao Aimin, who was wearing a long summer dress, fluttered into the room, "How was the interview?"

The shirtless Zhang Ye hurriedly put on his vest without knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Aunt Landlord, can you knock on the door next time? I also have privacy."

Rao Aimin sat down with Erlang's legs crossed and curled her lips, "What kind of privacy do you have, you little brat, haven't you passed the interview with the broadcast host? I'm telling you, just do it behind the scenes honestly, and grow up like this, in front of the screen. Who will apply for you for a job? Unless they are blind!"

It was also a coincidence that the phone came.

As soon as Zhang Ye answered, there was a young man's voice, "Hello, is that Zhang Ye?"

"I am, who are you?" Zhang Ye already had a hunch, but he wasn't sure yet.

The youth said: "I am from the Beijing Radio Station. You have been admitted. You are informed that you will come to Literary Broadcasting the day after tomorrow to go through the entry formalities. Congratulations."

"Yo, thank you, thank you!" Putting down the phone, Zhang Ye slammed his thigh. That's great! Take it down!

The voice of the phone was loud, and Rao Aimin, who was beside him, heard it too, and unexpectedly said, "Hey, hello? Isn't it? You've really applied for the job? Salted fish also have a turnaround day, and rotten eggs have a time of transshipment!" Her tongue was poisonous Ah, opened his mouth and said, "You can be a host? Hey, otherwise, human beings are full of infinite unknown possibilities. Before, I didn't believe in miracles. Now that I see you, I finally believe in the miracle of life!"

The miracle of life, your sister!

Can you not be so bad!

Zhang Ye was just in the mood not to care about her, so he immediately grabbed the phone and called his parents to report the good news to the old couple.

To be famous, to be a star, this is what he has always longed for. Today, he finally took the first step in his life. Although this is only a small position, he also needs to be tall or tall, but now it seems, If there is the help of this game ring, his dream may really be realized, remember that the game is displayed in the dream after installation, this game is to help him achieve his dream - to become the greatest star in the world. It seems to be working great now. The archive effect of the lottery helped him reverse the overall situation today, and the novice reward for modifying the cultural background also played a miraculous effect. In the future, he can help himself to become famous step by step through the asymmetry of cultural information. Star dream!

developed!

Dude is getting better!

For a time, Zhang Ye felt that the earth could no longer stop him!

fame? house? girlfriend? What a problem this is! Building? Have you ever seen the world! Can people live in that bad place? Can it fit the status of a world celebrity? If you want to live in a big villa! Several tens of thousands of square meters! As for girlfriend? At least it has to be a big beauty like Rao Aimin! a girlfriend? Looking for a girlfriend just for us? You scold me! If I don't go out with three or five beauties, can I afford to lose that person? At least five should be found! That's still the starting number! Rolls Royce? Can you not be so humorous! Could it be so humorous! What if I don't go out in an armored tank and someone else assassinates me? ah? How to do?

In short, he will stand at the peak of world entertainment step by step, people will remember him, and the world will remember his loud and great name - Zhang Jingkong!

Oh no, it's a mess!

It's Zhang Ye!