Basically, everyone at the scene was constantly reciting this song to calm the storm in their hearts!

even though……

Even those without any literary literacy, such as business tycoons like Zheng Qian, can tell at a glance that this Ding Feng Bo is not on the same level as the previous two Ding Feng Bo. Just reading it is very enjoyable.

Especially for big guys like them, who have experienced many ups and downs in life, they feel an inexplicable resonance when they see the mist and rain in their lives, and the end without wind or rain, and they feel like their blood is boiling. Shouding Fenglang was written for them.

Wen Yixiao, who was standing next to Wang Cheng, also flushed with excitement. She looked at the words on the paper on the table and couldn't help but read them out, and her voice spread throughout the audience.

"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? You can live your whole life in the misty rain!"

"The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it's slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly."

"Looking back to the desolate place where I came from, there is no wind or rain or sunshine when I return!"

Wen Yixiao's clear voice goes straight into everyone's heart.

After reading, Wen Yixiao turned her head and stared at Wang Cheng's side face. Her whole body was restless, and she wanted to rush up and kiss Wang Cheng's side face, but a trace of reason forced her to suppress the impulse in her heart.

"good!"

In the audience, Zheng Wenzhong couldn't help but shout "ok" after hearing what Wen Yixiao read.

This sound woke up everyone present.

The next second, everyone clapped vigorously, and there was a warm applause.

While applauding vigorously, Zhang Guobin said with a complicated look on his face: "It seems that our previous ideas were all wrong. Wang Cheng is not good at Song poetry, but he is too lazy to write Song poetry. This writing is comparable to the masterpieces of the ages! This is In my opinion, "Shou Ding Feng Bo" has already surpassed "Ding Feng Bo" written by several famous poets in the Song Dynasty."

"More importantly, it matches the performance on stage almost perfectly!"

"You can live your life under the mist and rain, and there is no wind or rain! These two sentences may become the motto of many people..."

Zhang Guobin came from an academic background, so he knew very well that the level of Wang Cheng's "Settle the Storm" was better than the eternal masterpieces handed down from the Song Dynasty.

Li Qing, He Fujiang and others next to them just stared at the close-up on the big screen, not wanting to speak!

Wang Xueming, who was behind, asked in a low voice: "How much does it cost to buy this authentic piece by Wang Cheng?"

Zhang Guobin heard this, turned around and said with a smile: "No amount of money can buy it, Wang Cheng will not sell it!"

Wang Xueming said with a hint of hope: "Today on CCTV's territory, will Director Qin find a way to keep the works written by Wang Cheng? Then I will have the opportunity to buy one from CCTV."

Zhang Guobin said amusingly: "Do you think CCTV dares to snatch it from Wang Cheng?"

Wang Xueming was silent. He knew that even CCTV would not dare to snatch his works from Wang Cheng.

But……

He stared at the artistic cursive fonts on the big screen and the artistic conception of the song Ding Fengbo. He really liked it.

"This poem is so good!"

Wang Xueming praised: "If he is willing to sell, I will give him one billion!"

Zhang Guobin shook his head and said nothing, knowing that this was impossible.

Lu Zhen, Jia Qian, Xuezi, Ika Taro and other teachers and students from the island country behind were also applauding while staring blankly at the words that looked like art.

They were speechless for a moment, but they were quite shocked by this piece of music.

Such a work has never been published in the entire island nation's thousand-year history of studying Chinese culture.

Lu Zhen and Jia Qian looked at each other, feeling a little bitter and helpless.

They know that their wishes in this life are impossible to realize.

There was also warm applause from backstage.

Han Lei, Wen Honglun, Liang Xiaoliang, Wang Hongyi, Chen Yuqi, Xiao Daolin, Luo Xueyi and others were also applauding vigorously.

However, everyone was speechless.

Luo Xueyi and Xiao Daolin stared at every word written by Wang Cheng, feeling deeply powerless, sad, and slightly desolate.

They worked so hard to focus on one thing, but they couldn't compare to Wang Cheng's achievements in any field.

After a few seconds, Xiao Daolin smiled bitterly and said: "Once this Ding Feng Bo came out, I will never write Ding Feng Bo again. Because, even if I write about Ding Feng Bo all my life, I still can't catch up with Wang Cheng's Ding Feng Bo."

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Luo Xueyi also nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and said: "Yes, the bamboo stick and mango shoes can beat the horse easily. I can live my whole life in the misty rain, and there is no wind, rain or sunshine! These are all good sayings that can be passed down through the ages."

How did Wang Cheng come up with it? If I could write such a work, I would pay any price!"

After hearing Luo Xueyi's words, several people couldn't help but roll their eyes!

nonsense……

Who wouldn't want to write something like this?

Especially Xiao Daolin, who has been studying Ding Feng for more than ten years, said directly: "If I could write this piece of work, I would be willing to die where I am!"

Xiao Daolin could also quickly see that Wang Cheng's "Ding Feng Bo" was slightly better than the representative works written by famous poets in the Song Dynasty. It is not an exaggeration to say that it surpassed ancient literary giants and was destined to be passed down through the ages.

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As a poet, he is willing to pay any price for a chance to be passed down through the ages.

Unfortunately……

They are all just witnesses at this time.

Wang Hongyi, Liang Xiaoliang, Chen Yuqi and others also looked at the words with slightly confused eyes, as well as Wang Cheng who stood there like a monument.

Han Lei sighed and said: "It seems that we guessed wrong. Wang Cheng can not only write Song lyrics, but he is also not worse than his ancient poems."

Han Lei's words silenced the teachers and students of the two teams again.

Because they all know the meaning of Han Lei's words.

They wanted to use Song lyrics to target Wang Cheng in this performance...

But now, Wang Cheng can write such a masterpiece of Song poetry that has been passed down through the ages.

So is there any point for them to continue?

But……

They know they can't stop now.

The whole field was watched by big shots inside and outside the circle.

Several cameras were watching them live across the country...

Even if they see no hope of defeating Wang Cheng, they must continue!

The host walked onto the stage excitedly and came to Wang Cheng amidst applause. She also glanced at Wang Cheng secretly. She did not dare to stare at Wang Cheng regardless of the occasion like Wen Yixiao did. She just glanced at Wang Cheng and said

Looking at the work, his eyes were full of amazement, and he said loudly: "Wang Cheng's "Ding Fengbo" is very shocking even to me, who doesn't understand literature. The writing is really good... Next, we

In particular, the judges evaluated and scored Wang Cheng’s work..."

The applause at the scene gradually subsided.

The four judges also stopped applauding, but were silent for a while. The four looked at each other with complicated expressions. A few of them couldn't help but move their buttocks, feeling like they were on pins and needles!

because……

At this time, they didn't know how to evaluate Wang Cheng's poem, nor how to score it.

The previous works of Luo Xueyi and Xiao Daolin have been given high scores of ninety-five or ninety-six points.

Originally, given the current situation in the contemporary literary world, their works were indeed excellent and worthy of such high scores.

but……

When Wang Cheng wrote this masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages, how should they respond?

Full marks?

but……

How can the gap of only four or five points reflect the difference between Wang Cheng's "Ding Feng Bo" and Luo Xueyi's and Xiao Daolin's "Ding Feng Bo"?

The four judges are not laymen, they are real experts. They cannot give points randomly, otherwise it will become a joke in the industry. Each of them knows the gap, let alone four or five points, even four or fifty points are not enough.

to describe.

As the first one to speak every time, Jiang Sihua regretted giving such high marks to Xiao Daolin and Luo Xueyi earlier.

However, he really didn't expect that Wang Cheng could write such a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages...

Moreover, no one would have thought of it.

Jiang Sihua was silent for more than ten seconds, then looked at Wang Cheng and said: "To be honest, Mr. Wang Cheng, although you are only nineteen years old, your achievements in the cultural field are already above mine. This song of yours

I am not qualified to comment on Ding Feng Bo."

As soon as Jiang Sihua opened his mouth, Zheng Ning, Hu Jun, and many literary figures present frowned slightly.

Because none of them expected that Jiang Sihua directly and publicly called Wang Cheng sir, which was tantamount to publicly recognizing Wang Cheng's status and achievements and placing Wang Cheng in a position that was equal to them.

This is something that many big names in the industry do not recognize...
To be continued...