"I know what happened after that.”
As the host, Mr. He had been listening to others while he could only listen. He was suffocating.
He said," A person wrote three poems in different languages and published them in different countries. It also caused a huge response.
This was simply unbelievable.
When the news reached China, the entire country was in jubilation.
That would really be a good thing.
Yun Zhonghe was on the headlines of all major media outlets, on WeChat Moments, and on social media platforms. Wherever there were people, Yun Zhonghe would be there.
He thought that this was enough.
After all, we only used three poems to win back one sentence. In this matter, we didn't lose anything but earned a small profit.
But Yun Zhonghe was Yun Zhonghe.
He didn't just want to turn the tables.
He wanted blood for blood. He wanted those poets, represented by Morch, who had deliberately humiliated the Chinese poetry world.
He was completely humiliated.
Therefore, just as the popularity of these three poems reached its peak.
An English poem called " Life Like Summer Flowers " appeared out of nowhere.
In an instant, it swept across the entire world.
And the sentence in it,'Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, death is as beautiful as autumn leaves' was even more widely circulated.
It became the most beautiful sentence of the year."
"F * ck!"
"Holy sh * t…"
"Wait a moment, let me rest for a while."
"This little brother admits defeat.”
"Acting tough like the wind, always accompanying me!"
"Isn't this operation too high-end?”
"Haha…how will Morch and the others react when they find out that this poem was written by a Chinese?”
"Yun Zhonghe, the person who single-handedly supported the poetry world of China, indeed lives up to his reputation.”
"To be honest, this kind of face-slapping method really hurts.”
"Haha…this is really unexpected.”
"You're simply inhumane. Is this a slap in the face? You're slapping someone's face with the soles of your shoes.”
"Serves them right. Let them suffer. Are they bullying our country?”
"Only Yun Zhonghe can think of such a desperate method.”
"Yeah, don't make a fuss. Speak with your strength.”
"In short, you have to have the ability to do whatever you want. If his poems weren't so well written, he wouldn't be able to do this.”
"I agree with the comment above!"
“……”
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was completely ignited.
The ten minutes just now had been too depressing.
After the situation was reversed, they felt the pressure on their heads disappear instantly.
What followed was a bunch of sweet cotton candy.
When it was eaten in the mouth, it was sweet in the heart.
Teacher He blinked at Zhu Xing on the phone.
Zhu Xing immediately understood and began to speak." Yun Zhonghe wrote a poem in each of the four mainstream languages, Russian, French, German, and English.
Moreover, each of the classics had caused a sensation.
Morch finally realized that something was wrong.
After checking, Yun Zhonghe turned out to be a Chinese.
They were angry.
He had been scheming for so long and had been using his brain for so long.
He had finally achieved his goal, but he did not expect someone to come out of nowhere.
If he stirred things up like this, not only would all his efforts go to waste at the last moment, but he might even benefit the Cloud Crane Painting.
Would they do it?
With the support of Beauty Nation, Morch's team was prepared to kill Yun Zhonghe.
But Yun Zhonghe did not give them a chance at all.
The backhand was a simple, concise, and easy to spread four-line poem.
Freedom and Love.
This poem was too simple. There were only four lines in total.
But because it was simple, it spread widely and quickly.
Before Morch and the others could react.
The four classic lines spread throughout the world.
Life was indeed precious.
Love was even more valuable.
If it's for the sake of freedom.
Both could be thrown away.
Haha…"
After saying this, Zhu Xing laughed wantonly.
"F * ck…"
"I've always treated this poem as an ancient poem. So it's a modern poem.”
"Have you graduated from junior high school?"
"You actually don't know this poem?"
"To be able to treat this poem as an ancient poem, you're a genius.”
"These four lines of poetry will definitely last forever. This is the charm of poetry.”
"Yun Zhonghe is really a genius."
"It feels so good.”
"The whole world is dumbfounded. Brother, what are you doing? "Life as a Summer Flower" is already a classic. We haven't memorized it yet.
You sang 'Freedom and Love'.
We can't afford to offend the Chinese."
"Previous poster, your imagination is pretty good. Go write a novel.”
"Haha, not bad, not bad. It reflects the scene very well.”
“……”
The atmosphere was joyous.
The live broadcast room also became more relaxed.
Zhu Xing also beamed with joy.
Just like the people who had experienced this in that era.
A month ago, in the entire Chinese poetry world.
No…
The entire China was probably immersed in great sorrow.
Even though everyone knew.
This wasn't a problem with the standard of Chinese poets.
Instead, they were using this as a means to curb the export of Chinese culture.
However, as long as one was Chinese, they would lose hope in modern Chinese prose poetry.
Fortunately, Yun Zhonghe had appeared.
A few poems had changed the situation.
It was something to be proud of.
Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Zhu Xing smiled and said," The five poems established Yun Zhonghe's reputation overseas and also reversed the world's previous misunderstanding of the Chinese poetry world.
But this still did not calm the furious Yun Zhonghe.
Another two days passed.
His third English poem crashed onto the blue planet like a meteor.
It caused a huge tsunami around the world.
It was a classic love poem," The furthest distance in the world."
It's because I'm standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you.
The furthest distance in the world isn't when I stand in front of you and you don't know that I love you.
It was love to the point of obsession but not being able to say I love you.
The furthest distance in the world isn't that I can't say I love you?
I miss you so much that I can only bury it deep in my heart.
…………
The furthest distance in the world.
It was the distance between a bird and a fish.
One soared into the sky.
One was deep in the sea.
……”
When Zhu Xing read the name of the poem.
In the live broadcast room.
Reba, who had learned how to broadcast, took the lead and began to recite the poem.
After Yang Mi and Zi Feng heard it, they subconsciously followed suit and started to recite it.
When Teacher He heard the three girls reciting such a sad and touching poem in their coquettish and pleasant voices, he was stunned.
Her heart seemed to have been hit by something.
Then, she could not help but recite along with them.
Finally, the audience joined in.
The only one who was dumbfounded was Zhu Xing.
Ladies and gentlemen.
I did not begin by asking you to read poetry.
I only said the name of the poem.
When the audience finished reading the last sentence," One of them dived deep into the sea."
In front of the screen, countless people shed tears.
In the live broadcast room.
Yang Mi and Reba had already started to cry when they read this poem.
Zi Feng was slightly better.
She only started crying after she saw Yang Mi and Reba cry.
In the beginning, he was just touched, but later on, he gradually got into a good state, as if he had touched a soft spot in his heart.
Her crying was very touching.
Cry!
She didn't cry because she was sad.
When he was happy, when he was excited, when he was touched, he would cry.
"F * ck, what the hell am I reading? It's making me cry.”
"I cried."
"This scene reminds me of her.‘The furthest distance in the world is not to say that I miss you. They love each other but can't be together.
Juan, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Remember to send me money every month.”
"Haha…"
"Although the previous poster didn't have a good ending, it was better than mine. 'I'm infatuated with you, but I can't say I love you'…Sigh, her husband is a Taekwondo instructor.”
"Pfft…"
"F * ck, I've been brewing for so long. I was just about to send a message to break through your defense.”
"Don't interrupt. Let them continue to tell their poignant love story. I'm worried about not having enough material to write a novel.”
"You guys should be good people. Others are sad, and you guys are causing trouble…The key is to affect me from watching the show.”
"I agree with what the previous poster said. I've already bought beer and I'm just waiting for their story.”
“……”
The bullet comments in the live broadcast room.
She was ruined by this poignant love poem.
That's right!
Who hadn't been young before?
Who didn't have regrets when they were young?
It was fine to face it with a smile, or it was fine to face it with tears.
They were all hidden deep in their hearts and could not be revealed to outsiders.
As long as they touched it, they would definitely be sad!
"Are you done crying? Are you done being touched?”
Zhu Xing, who did not know how to be flirtatious, looked at the live broadcast room and the bullet screen and chuckled."Save it for tonight when you find someone to drink with. I'm still waiting to finish the story.
It was such a wonderful story, but I felt bad being stuck here.”
Mr. He rubbed his reddened eyes." Professor Zhu, please go ahead."”
"Alright."
Zhu Xing nodded and said,"In a week, Yun Zhonghe wrote three English poems in a row.
Each song was more classic than the last, and each song was more popular than the last.
In addition to the previous three poems.
Very smoothly, Yun Zhonghe became the most popular poet at the moment.
What Morch? In front of Yun Zhonghe.
She wasn't even worthy of carrying his shoes.
Then, without any warning, the 'Yun Zhonghe Poetry Collection' appeared out of nowhere.
Everyone thought that the six poems that Yun Zhonghe had previously published were already his best works.
However, after the poetry collection was published, people realized.
There were even more classic poems in this collection of poems.
For a moment, Luoyang paper was expensive.
Yun Zhonghe's Poetry Collection had sold a total of ten million copies on its first day of release.
It became a miracle that was difficult to surpass in the history of book sales.
Everyone knows about the presidential election in the beautiful country, right?
During the few days when Yun Zhonghe's poetry collection was on sale, the popularity of it had overshadowed the popularity of the presidential election in Beauty Nation.
Let me ask you one thing.
Isn't it scary?"
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