In the director's office.

Director Yu Min laughed happily. This time, he really found a treasure.

I thought Lu Yan would give her a surprise.

Unexpectedly, even Sister Bingbing's background was so good.

No wonder Sister Bingbing kept calling. It turned out that there was really foreign aid!

The strength of the foreign aid is still so strong!

Professor Han Guang!

One of the professors of the Peking University School of Literature!

One of the organizations of the Huaxia Academy of Literature!

These two identities are both king-level in the field of Huaxia literature!

Especially the Huaxia Academy of Literature.

As long as you are a writer, who doesn't know about this organization?

The Huaxia Academy of Literature is the highest organization in the country!

This is officially recognized. Every year, many professors and scholars will squeeze in.

And this organization is also responsible for the poems of Huaxia's annual festivals.

Director Yu Min said cheerfully: "When Sister Bingbing talks to Professor Han Guang on the phone later, be sure to give them the camera."

"We can take advantage of Professor Han Guang's comments on Lu Yan's two poems to work on Weibo today!"

"Cheer up!"

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

Oh my!

Awesome!

It has to be you, otherwise you would be the director.

You are really good at catching the hot spots!

Everyone in the director team was full of emotion!

But none of them would have thought that Professor Han Guang was a loyal reader of 'Chen Yan' before!

...

A moment later——

Professor Han Guang called again on video.

Professor Han Guang on the other side of the video looked haggard, with many wrinkles on his face, but there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth!

"Xiao Bing!"

"Uncle Han." Sister Bing Bing smiled happily. She did not forget the main business and immediately said, "Come and take a look. These are two ancient poems written by our program team!"

"Okay!" Han Guang agreed on the surface, but he did not care too much in his heart.

Written by a program team?

What good things can be written?

When Lu Yan heard Han Guang's words, he was a little bit amused.

He is really his loyal fan.

Han Guang called him and left a message before.

I didn't expect that the world would be so small.

Bai Lu and Reba became very nervous after hearing Han Guang's voice.

The poems written by Lu Yan for them should be handed over to professionals for evaluation.

Both of them knew that Lu Yan wrote very well, but as for how good it was.

They still didn't know, and they were also very curious.

How good is Lu Yan's poem!

Hua Chenyu didn't have much psychological pressure. He was so shocked by Lu Yan's operation that he couldn't say anything.

But now there is still a little person in his heart muttering.

How good can it be?

Isn't it just a poem?

Can I make money?

He didn't know that Xiao Sa in the observation room had already told the audience that the two poems started at a minimum of 5 million.

It's just that the guests like them had no way to see the conversation in the observation room.

If he knew, I don't know if he would still think like this in his heart.

The program team also knew what the audience wanted to see, and directly pointed the camera at Sister Bingbing.

After the netizens in the live broadcast room saw Professor Han Guang's appearance, the barrage became more.

[Wow! I met Professor Han before when I was in the School of Literature of Peking University. It's really him! ]

[Stone hammer! It's really Professor Han Guang! It's exactly the same as the photo on Baidu! ]

[What a kind look, is this Professor Han? It gives people a very energetic look! ]

[Hurry up! I can't wait to see it! ]

[Comment, please start the big guy's performance, I have already moved the small stool! ]

Sister Bingbing saw that Uncle Han was ready and turned the camera around.

The camera of the mobile phone was photographing Lu Yan's first poem.

It was the "Qingping Diao" that was only written by one-third!

"The clouds are like clothes and the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is gorgeous.

If we hadn't met on the top of the jade mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Yaotai."

(⊙o⊙)...?

The front is okay, there is something!

But when I saw the back, what the hell? !

Are you kidding me?

Just one glance!

Professor Han Guang's eyes were as big as Tongling, his body was shaking constantly, and the changes on his face were obvious.

It's over!

The plan has changed!

Is this coming for me?

At this time, he only had one thought in his mind.

Is this the immortal poet descending to the earth?

It's so damn well written!

Just read it carefully, the picture of the beauty in this poem is like jumping on the paper.Like,

It's like being cast a spell, attracting attention!

No, no, take another look.

Isn't this too well written?

Which big guy wrote this?

It's really awesome!

...

Lu Yan saw all of this. Sure enough, this guy is quite good.

He thought Professor Han Guang couldn't see it, but seeing how fascinated he was, it goes without saying.

This is 100% seen in his heart.

Only those who really understand poetry know how powerful the "Qingping Diao" written by the immortal poet is.

In the previous Blue Star, there was no ancient poem that was more powerful than this one that embellished a beauty!

After all, this is an ancient poem written by the immortal poet Li Bai about Yang Guifei!

The standard is the highest.

Bai Lu's heart tightened, and her hands were clenched nervously.

Looking at Professor Han Guang's appearance, is this not well written?

It's over, it must be not well written.

This is really a big deal!

She kept thinking about it.

It's not good if it's not well written. When Lu Yan is criticized later, she will have to help.

After all, this is written by Lu Yan for her.

Reba and Liu Yifei looked confused, and the air fell into silence.

No one spoke?

Is it well written or not?

Why not speak? !

Hua Chenyu saw Professor Han Guang's expression and wanted to jump up.

It turns out that Lu Yan's writing is not good either. A minute has passed.

I don't want to comment on you at all!

For a big man of his level, it takes a minute to comment on poetry?

It must be that Lu Yan's writing is too bad, and Professor Han Guang doesn't know where to praise it.

What's the use of writing fast?

Isn't the quality not good?

In front of professionals, the true face is completely revealed!

Nothing!

At this time, he felt very comfortable all over, and it was the first time he felt so good!

In the observation room

He Jiong frowned when he saw this: "Is it badly written?"

"Why don't you speak?"

Xiao Sa was also confused. Why didn't he speak?

Has his poetry reading ability really declined?

Not really?

Could it be that Lu Yan's writing is really bad?

After this thought came out, he immediately denied it.

Badly written?

Although I can make mistakes, I am not blind, right? !

Xiao Sa scratched his head awkwardly and explained: "No, Professor Han Guang must have his reasons for not speaking."

"Let's wait slowly."

Yang Chaoyue showed a puzzled look and muttered in his heart: "Could it be that I really made a mistake?"

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