"It turns out that young people are active in thinking and dare to think and speak."

After seeing through Wang Shifeng's trick to change his concept, Luo Siyao sneered

"But since you have also talked about the importance of cultural inheritance, you should know that only by connecting the past and the future is called inheritance. Before you can inherit it, you start to think about opening it, just like a baby thinking about running away without learning to walk. It is illogical and realistic."

After Luo Siyao refuted this, the confused audience instantly woke up.

Yes, everything must be progressive step by step.

Before you can understand the Tang poetry and Song lyrics, you just want to create a new culture. It is really a whim.

Young people are not at all at ease.

"Oh? So Professor Luo also thinks that inhering culture, you must first learn to leave and then run away, right?" Wang Shifeng's face suddenly had a strange smile.

"Natural." Luo Siyao frowned, and felt a little chilling on his back.

"Why did Professor Luo criticize the modern poetry I wrote before and make a fool of himself?" Wang Shifeng blinked, questioning with a little aggrieved.

It makes the audience feel pity.

???

Why did you jump to your bullshit modern poems again?

Who wants to talk to you about this topic?

Luo Siyao's mouth twitched, but he had to answer, "I don't mean to you, I just think that the things you wrote cannot be called poetry,

There is not even the most basic rhythmic format, and the sentences are pale and vulgar, and they do not reflect the beauty of any Chinese characters. You can call it prose or diary, which is more appropriate."

This passage is very direct to the hearts of the people, and it is basically worthless to belittle Wang Shifeng.

Faced with Luo Siyao's scolding, Wang Shifeng nodded slightly, lowered his eyes, and his handsome face was a little pale and acted like a child who had done something wrong.

Especially those big watery eyes, there was even a few bright red in their eyes, and tears could be seen vaguely.

He looks completely pitiful as if he was bullied.

Although this is Luo Siyao's style and his criticism makes sense, when the audience saw Wang Shifeng's pitiful look, they still couldn't help feeling pity.

He is just a child, wouldn't it be too much for you to say that?

There was no barrage feedback on the scene, but they could all see Wang Shifeng's performance.

Zheng Youyun frowned with beautiful eyebrows and looked disgusted.

What a fucking thing you are pretending to be weak? I'm going to vomit, it's so disgusting!

Luo Xin pursed his lips and looked at Wang Shifeng with pity.

The first time I saw Teacher Wang like this weak and pitiful, inexplicable maternal love spread. I really want to protect him.

"Professor Luo, I don't know much about the rhythm of poetry, but I remember learning it when I was in school. Poetry, as a genre, came from the Zhou Dynasty's "Book of Songs". The Zhou royal family established the position of field recruiting officials to visit the people, listen to the sufferings of the people, and collect folk songs from all over the country for the emperor and scholars to listen to.

At this time, the genre seems to be relatively free, and there is no need for rhythmic format. As long as you can use words to describe the realist humanistic care,

If the poem you mentioned refers to ancient style poems formed after the Han Dynasty, it seems that there is no great requirement for the rhythm and parallelism. Only modern style poems in the Tang Dynasty have requirements for these things.

Then if we follow this standard, Wang Shifeng's modern poetry can also be classified as ancient poetry. Why can't it be called poetry? Is it possible that only modern poetry is called poetry? Ancient poetry has been expelled from poetry?"

Luo Xin, who turned into a mother fan, thought for a while and replied.

As a host, she should not actually participate in this war without gunpowder.

However, since she worked with Wang Shifeng a few times and learned about the story behind this man, she has developed a different kind of affection for Wang Shifeng.

It is not a matter of love between men and women, but more like a worship between fans and idols.

She even joined Wang Shifeng's fan club. Now that Wang Shifeng is being bullied under her nose, she is a little overwhelmed.

Facing Luo Xin's questioning, Luo Siyao was also confused.

Especially Luo Xin's voice was too pleasant, and even questioning was a comfort that made people indulge in it, which made him think.

What surprised him even more was that Luo Xin was able to use junior high school knowledge to refute his argument, which was indeed something he did not expect.

After all, people like him who have already started to study poetry mainly study modern style poetry, because ancient style poetry is basically a "semi-eliminated" situation, because there are too few ancient style poetry passed down, so there are insufficient materials for reference research.

On the contrary, modern poetry has a relatively high research value because of its huge number of circulating.

This is also the norm in the industry. It is the same as traffic. No matter what circle, there is always a difference between mainstream and non-mainstream.

It is obvious that ancient poetry is non-mainstream.

And if you really get serious, modern poetry like Wang Shifeng does meet the standards of ancient poetry, except that the words are too vernacular.

right!

vernacular!

Luo Siyao instantly caught the inspiration and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect Miss Luo's literary literacy to be so solid. Indeed, if it is based on the standards of ancient poetry, it can be blurred, but whether it is genre or rhythm, it is just a carrier,

What poetry really wants to show is the charm of Chinese characters. As the only complete hieroglyph in the world, Chinese characters are the absolute treasure of Xia Kingdom. Mr. Wang's modern poetry has made the beauty of Chinese characters disappear.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a diary. After all, it is all vernacular and there is no room for blank space or writing techniques."

"With the issue of vernacular and classical Chinese, I think Professor Luo said before is very good. You said that culture should be passed on first, right? The purpose of inheritance is to let more people understand, or to let a small number of people understand?

The example you give yourself using babies to learn to walk is obvious. Plain language means walking, classical Chinese means running. Now that you are just barely able to walk, you ask all babies to run. If you don’t run, you will be a little contradictory."

Luo Xin smiled and his voice was soft, but every sentence was filled with a knife, every word was thorny, and he was crazy about Luo Siyao.

And he still uses his own way to give his body...

Faced with Luo Xin's questioning, Luo Siyao felt like shooting himself in the foot.

He is worthy of being the host of Xia Shi's leading actress. His thinking logic is different. Using the most direct attack is often the most effective.

He almost couldn't refute it, because once he refuted it, no matter how effective it was, he would be fatter.

Luo Siyao felt that there was a mass of evil fire burning, but he couldn't do it. After all, he was an "elder".

And what made him most uncomfortable was that he did not suffer any losses in Wang Shifeng today.

But he was defeated by the two young girls who had not taken their attention.

You guys don’t have martial ethics, just let it go, but they even formed gangs to bully the elderly!

Just when Luo Siyao was frozen in place, causing the show to be embarrassed.

A warm and pleasant bubble sound helped him to relieve the circumference.

"Luo Xin, how can you argue with Professor Luo like this? As juniors, we should learn more from our seniors and accept criticism humbly."

Everyone, including the audience in front of the screen, was shocked by the person who took the initiative to help Luo Siyao rescue the scene.

Wang Shifeng?!

How could it be him?

It is obvious that Luo Siyao is mainly criticizing you, he even scolds you, and he bullies you like this, and you help him to help him solve the situation.

Are you a little fool?

Some female audiences felt more and more distressed about the sensible Wang Shifeng.

And the male audience felt... strange.

"Professor Luo, don't be angry. Luo Xin is young and ignorant. She didn't deliberately contradict you. Don't get me wrong." Wang Shifeng continued.

"Ah...it's okay, it's okay to talk about it. It's normal to have differences. Please seek common ground while reserving differences. Xiao Wang, don't be too careful. I'll just discuss the matter." Luo Siyao's mouth twitched for a moment, and his tone slowed down.

Wang Shifeng did this and he was a little confused.

This guy is actually quite polite.

Did you say it too ruthlessly?

Luo Siyao even began to reflect for a moment.

As a friendly army, Luo Xin felt depressed as being stabbed by back.

It’s obvious that people are talking to you, why are you talking to bad people?

The aggrieved Luo Xin pouted slightly and looked at Wang Shifeng.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I don't want you to quarrel because of me." Wang Shifeng turned his head and said softly to Luo Xin, with apologizing on his face.

Luo Xin was stunned when he heard this, and was a little at a loss.

Oh, what's the matter?

"I know, some of my previous remarks may have caused Professor Luo's misunderstanding, but I absolutely have no intention of offending anyone. It's just that this is fate, and I can't help it at all." Wang Shifeng sighed faintly, and the bubble sound was choked.

You can feel his grievance and helplessness by listening to the sound.

A soft-hearted female audience spoke out to comfort her.

"It's okay, Teacher Wang, you are already great."

"It's normal for academic discussions to have differences. Besides, what Professor Luo said may not be correct."

"Yes, Teacher Wang, don't blame yourself too much."

"Teacher Wang wants to come on~"

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire venue became ambiguous.

Not only the studio scene, but even the screen audience sent barrages to express condolences, and there were even some behaviors that condemned Luo Siyao as an elder and disrespectful to his elders.

Zheng Youyun was the only one who always held her shoulders and watched Wang Shifeng perform with a sneer on her face.

OK, I said why the tea smells so good in the tea just now, and the green tea tastes so strong!

It turns out that today I took the miserable route, right?

A real man can bend and stretch!
Chapter completed!