Only then did Li Anping feel that something was wrong. He turned around abruptly.
He saw Liu Weidong standing behind him with a faint smile.
"Station Head!"
Liu Weidong was not too angry. He had always been kind.
He wasn't a particularly serious person, or else the Arts Channel, which was on the decline, would have long flown into a rage.
He repeated it over and over again.
"A graceful lady is a gentleman's match!"
"Young man, your words are eloquent.”
Liu Weidong was a registered second-grade poet of the Poetry Association, so he admired Li Anping's poetic talent very much.
He was very happy for the Arts Channel to have such a talent.
"Young man, which department are you from?"
Wu Jianjun had always treated his subordinates well, so he quickly helped Li Anping smooth things over.
He glared at Li Anping before smiling apologetically.
"Director, he's from my department. He just joined this year. His name is Li Anping. Wasn't it resting time now? Xiao Li was just relaxing for a while.”
When the others saw the commotion here, they also stuck their heads out to watch with interest.
Zhang Ze was secretly delighted.
At this juncture, making Wu Jianjun lose face might have a miraculous effect. He smiled and said,
"Hehe, I remember him. He got first place in the written examination for this year's public examination. He didn't expect her to have such eloquence. She might even be able to be a host in the future.”
His words were sarcastic and also implied that he was trying to sow discord between Wu Jianjun and Li Anping.
Wu Jianjun glared at Zhang Ze.
Unexpectedly, Liu Weidong nodded and said,"
"Although the phrase 'a gentleman is good for a fair lady' is straightforward, the more you think about it, the more interesting it becomes. Simple and elegant, this was something that could only be said when one studied Chinese culture to the extreme. One more point would make you fat, one less point would make you thin. Not bad, not bad! As expected of the first place in the public examination, he was indeed amazing!”
What?
Zhang Ze was stunned.
Was that what I meant?
Wang Bing's beautiful eyes lit up as if Liu Weidong was praising her.
Chen Hao, the bootlicker, was depressed.
Station Head, he was peeking at the young lady during the meeting!
Liu Weidong smiled."
"But, Li Anping, I saw you wearing earphones during the meeting. You weren't paying attention during the meeting, right? How about this, your promotion will be delayed by one month, and this matter will end here. You have to be more serious in future meetings.”
Liu Weidong gave him a small punishment.
This matter was over.
Wu Jianjun heaved a sigh of relief.
Wang Bing poked Li Anping with her finger, wanting him to say a few words and quickly pass the test.
Li Anping was unhappy.
Delaying his promotion for a month meant that he would lose 2000 yuan!
With so much money, how much fat otaku happiness potion could he drink?!!
Li Anping stood up decisively and said righteously,"
"Station Head, don't look at the problem from a secular point of view. In fact, I'm looking for inspiration to promote traditional culture!”
I gave you a way out, but you still don't want to? Liu Weidong was so angry that he laughed.
"Oh? You're quite eloquent. Tell me, what inspiration do you have?”
Wu Jianjun looked at Li Anping gloomily, his entire body cracking open.
Director Liu raised it high and put it down gently.
A month's delay was nothing.
Moreover, Director Liu didn't inform the HR department, so the delay in becoming a full-time employee was probably just for show.
What are you pestering me for!
Wang Bing's heart also jumped.
Li Anping said seriously,"
"I copied, oh no, I wrote a poem.”
Writing poems?
Everyone was gloating.
You've bumped into the muzzle of a gun!
Our Director Liu is a state-registered second-class poet!
Poetry? Liu Weidong wanted to let it go at first. A one-month delay was just a casual remark.
In the end, you're still talking nonsense. That's not good.
This kid was too jumpy. He had to train him well.
He said indifferently,
"Then recite the poem you wrote. If it's not well written, delay it for half a year.”
Half a year! Li Anping was dumbfounded.
Originally, he wanted to make do with a random poem, but for the sake of a small sum of money, he had to go all out!
He pondered for a moment, and his eyes quickly lit up as he thought of a poem.
He gathered his emotions and recited,"
"Clouds want clothes, flowers want looks,"
"The spring breeze caresses the threshold and the dew is thick."
"If I hadn't met you at the top of the Jade Mountain,"
"We will meet under the moon at the Jade Terrace."
Boom!
The scene was deathly silent.
Liu Weidong was dumbfounded.
He felt as if a huge rock had smashed heavily on his head.
His entire head was buzzing!
Others only felt that it was well written, but as a second-grade poet, Liu Weidong could feel the beauty and incomparable shock!
"This poem, this poem!"
Liu Weidong's breathing quickened.
"How can this poem be so well written!"
There was only one sentence in his mind.
"Beauties written through the ages, this poem is number one!”
To think that a masterpiece of a thousand years would appear in front of me!
Liu Weidong was trembling all over, immersed in indescribable excitement and ecstasy.
It was as if he could see an immortal poet rising in front of him!
The light was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.
At this moment.
A strong wind blew.
The haze that filled the sky dissipated.
The golden sunlight shone down on Li Anping, who was by the window.
His entire body was enveloped in golden sunlight, making him look like a celestial being.
The entire room was silent!
There was only one word in everyone's mind:
"F * ck!"
Those who could enter China Television were all top people in their respective fields.
This was the Arts Channel. Everyone's knowledge of traditional culture had surpassed that of ordinary people.
It was precisely because of this that they felt an overwhelming amount of talent.
Li Anping's originally handsome appearance became more and more extraordinary in everyone's eyes.
Wang Bing stared at Li Anping lovingly.
This poem was too immortal!
Li Anping had expected everyone's reaction.
The poem of the Immortal Poet was like this.
There was no need to chew it carefully to feel the inexplicable shock at the first moment.
It seemed simple and straightforward, suitable for all ages.
In fact, it was magnificent and unrestrained, magnificent and unrestrained.
Wu Jianjun was stunned.
His little brother was so fierce?
Why didn't I know?
Didn't you learn folk music?
Now, he was learning how to play the flute and pipa, but he had to write poems in his spare time?
Are they all so curly?
Liu Weidong couldn't care less about the meeting and said urgently,"
"Quickly write it down! Quickly write it down!"
So be it.
Li Anping picked up his pen and wrote down the meeting minutes.
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