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Chapter 30 Winner!

Fortunately, the director was alert, and immediately after the review team finished speaking, an advertisement was inserted.

Otherwise, there will be a live broadcast on the spot, or the live broadcast of Zhuaner TV. If this is broadcasted, the fun will be great!
Gu Ming has completely ignored it!
He was holding the microphone, and the whole person was a little crazy: "I need an explanation! This "Haiyan" obviously does not have any rhythm or pattern, why do you call it a rhythmic poem? Anyone with a discerning eye can see it! This is a A downright prose poem! I don't know what the jury's basis for rejecting my appeal is!"

The voice control room in the background asked the director if he wanted to cut off Gu Ming's microphone.

At this moment, the director already knew that the broadcast screen was terminated and the advertisement was inserted, so the voice control room was not disconnected.

"I doubt the fairness of the competition! I believe that my doubts are also the doubts of all the audience present!" Gu Ming began to deliberately bring the rhythm of the audience: "If the jury cannot produce evidence! I will unilaterally announce To leave a race!"

Dong Jizhen himself is a hot temper, and at this moment, his voice is a bit more severe: "Contestant Gu Ming please return to his seat and don't disrupt the process of the competition."

Gu Ming is still clamoring: "I just want a fair statement!"

Dong Jizhen squinted his eyes, and took two deep breaths before he could barely suppress the anger in his chest: "If you return to your position now, you will get your fairness in 5 minutes!"

"Okay! It's okay if I just wait for these 5 minutes! I still don't believe that your review team really dares to point a deer into a horse in front of tens of millions of audiences across the country! Turning right and wrong!" Gu Ming seemed to have stood on the commanding heights of morality, he scorned He quickly glanced at the judges, and said with a strong attitude: "This matter! I must have a result!"

……

When the screen cut back to the scene, the audience was surprised to find that the reciter standing on the stage was still Jiang Xunnan.

He didn't leave the stage.

Instead, he flipped the page in his handbook.

When the background music played, he spat out a set of oddly pronounced words: Песняобуревестнике!

The next situation became strange, Jiang Xunnan actually started to recite in Russian.

"Надседойравнинойморяветертучисобирает."

"..."

Whether it was the audience at the scene or the audience in front of the TV, they were all at a loss for this situation.

Which author wrote this poem?
It seems to be Russian, right?
Could it be that there are players from the Maoxiong country among the contestants this time?

It seems that there will be no foreign players in the rematch!
But listening to Jiang Xunnan's recitation is very charming.

It can only be said that he is indeed a dubbing artist for foreign language films. He is as good as speaking foreign languages ​​in Chinese!

The cadence is also majestic.

Although most viewers do not understand Russian, they can somewhat hear the rhythm between the words.

A poem is not long.

At the end of the poem, Jiang Xunnan ended the poem with a passionate "Пустьсильнеегрянетбуря!".

This time, Jiang Xunnan bowed after finishing the recitation.

The host did not play and did not continue the voting session.

Instead, an expert proficient in Russian from the jury took over the microphone, and he explained to the audience in front of the TV: “This Russian poem is written in quadrature in yang-incaic. There are more than half of the two-syllable words, and many of them are accented. Therefore, the rhythm is neat and the sound is majestic."

At this time, the original text of the Russian poetry was synchronized on the TV screen, and the details were marked out according to the explanation of the experts.

The expert continued to explain: "Language-wise, this [-]-stanza poem has a total of [-] verses, [-] words, and [-] syllables. Each sentence has eight syllables, four heavy and four light, alternating heavy and light, and each sentence has four syllables. Steps. The first syllable of each step is accented. Except for no rhymes and no lines, it's a very strict metrical poem."

After the expert explained, Dong Jizhen took the microphone and asked Gu Ming's position: "Does the contestant Mr. Gu Ming understand?"

Gu Ming stood up and shrugged his shoulders arrogantly: "I've finished listening to the poem, but unfortunately I don't understand Russian! But no matter how rigorous the rhythm of this poem is, it has nothing to do with me! I just want to know that "Haiyan" "Why is it not a prose poem!"

Dong Jizhen has endured this Gu Ming for a long time. If he didn't take into account the bad influence of the live broadcast, he would have been able to go and beat him!
His next words came out of his teeth almost word by word: "If you knew Russian, you wouldn't ask such a question! The name of this Russian poem "Песняобуревестнике!" is translated as "Песняобуревестнике!" "Song of Haiyan"!!!"

Once the translation of the name was announced, it was no less than throwing a thunderbolt in the audience.

"No wonder Jiang Xunnan recited the two poems just now! It turned out to be a poem!"

"Yeah, no wonder the accompaniment music is the same!"

"When I listened to the Russian version just now, I was still thinking about how the emotional handling of this poem is so similar to that of "Haiyan". It turned out to be the same poem!"

"..."

……

"You already knew, didn't you? You knew how to bully Auntie!" He Xiaoling punched Gao Shuang lightly in embarrassment.

Gao Shuang laughs very happily!
Just now, He Xiaoling asked herself a little worriedly, if the cats would be deducted points for prose poems.

Gao Shuang made a bad move, and told her that it was very possible with a worried look on his face.

The whole He Xiaoling has always looked worried.

"How...cough, how could my friend make such a low-level mistake!" Gao Shuang waved his big hand: "Since I have participated in the competition, it must be foolproof!"

"Damn child! Even your grandma lied!"

Along with the worried grandma for a long time, they picked up the tickle and greeted Gao Shuang's lap.

"Hey! This is a bamboo sliver! It hurts so much on the leg! Hiss! Hey!..." Gao Shuang was kicked all over the room.

He Xiaoling smiled and watched the grandparents and grandchildren play in the house.

Inexplicably feel at ease...

It really feels like family!
……

In the studio, Gu Ming was completely sitting on wax.

"Hai... Haiyan's Song?!!"

Hearing this name, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and instinctively realized that there might be an unexpected deviation in the direction of things once again!
Dong Jizhen picked up two pieces of printing paper and showed them to everyone, one was "Haiyan" written in Chinese, and the other was the Russian version: "The "Haiyan" by Meow Star is a translated poem in Russian! This is also our judge. The group said he was the basis for metrical poetry!"

Gu Ming was completely panicked now: "But... he translated it and he clearly..."

"Determining the genre of a poem in a foreign language cannot be based on the literal meaning. It is based on the arbitrary definition of the language of the translation. It must be based on the language and style of the poet's writing at the time to make a truthful judgment." Dong Jizhen put down the paper in his hand and continued in a stern tone. : "If foreigners, based on the translation into prose, say that ancient Chinese poems are not written in ancient styles, quatrains, and rhythm poems, but prose poems, can you agree with their statement?"

At the end, Dong Jizhen even clapped the table: "Don't you want a result? This is the result given by the review team!"

Gu Ming hurriedly found a reason to do his last struggle: "Why does he use Russian poetry to compete?"

"The rules of the competition do not allow foreign language poetry to participate! If you can write foreign language poetry, you can use it in the competition!"

……

The cold words shattered Gu Ming's last hope.

For a split second, something seemed to take the energy out of his body.

The whole person seems to be several years old.

Didn't expect the clown to be me? ! !

At this moment, his face was blue and white, and the camera lens in front of him seemed to be mocking him silently!
After losing all his reliance and rhetoric, Gu Ming seemed to wake up from a big dream.

But he immediately broke out in a cold sweat!
What have you done?
This is Brick TV!

This is the scene of the finals of the Prose Poetry Competition!

This is a national broadcast! ! !

I actually followed the magic and fought with the judges to death?

Gu Ming can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in!
……

"Yo! People passed out!"

"Come here, help me!"

"Are there any medical staff at the scene..."

Gu Ming suddenly fell, causing quite a commotion on the sidelines.

But the camera had already turned to the next reciter on and off the stage.

The accident did not affect the live broadcast.

As for Gu Ming...

He closed his eyes tightly, and let the people around him move him and walk out. It was better to leave than to be embarrassed by staying at the scene...

……

When the votes for the last prose work have been counted, the contest has come to a successful conclusion!

With 21 votes, the cats made it to the end!Successfully won the first laurel of modern poetry!
At the same time, a ding dong sound also sounded in Gao Shuang's mind.

Gao Shuang knows!

The first task after the official version of the system is launched has been completed! ! !

The finals took a long time. Gao Shuang saw that his grandmother was getting older, and she was already a little sleepy. She just wanted to know the result and kept holding on.

So as soon as the show ended, Gao Shuang and He Xiaoling went back to their houses.

Gao Shuang returned to his house, rubbed his hands excitedly, and opened the system interface.

After a few "Peng Peng!" sounds, colorful paper flower salutes suddenly appeared in the interface!

"Dang Dang Dang! Dang!" The little girl with mushrooms appeared in the paper flowers in her hand holding a big gift bag half the height of her: "Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the first official version of the system task!"

Gao Shuang pointed to the gift box in the little girl's hand and asked, "Is this in your hand the mission reward?"

I saw the mushroom on the little girl's head shaking like a rattle: "That's not it, the task reward will be issued later!"

Did you guess wrong?
"Then what is this thing you took? Are you kidding me?" Gao Shuang was a little confused.

"This... is a system benefit to congratulate the host for completing the official mission for the first time!" The little girl seemed a little guilty, took two steps back, and spoke in a lower voice: "Strictly speaking, it is a novice gift package!"

Hearing this, Gao Shuang's face darkened even more: "The system has been open for five years! You are only giving a spree to the novice now! Is that a good word?"

Being yelled at by Gao Shuang, the little girl in the system immediately had a cartoonish mist in her eyes!

She put her hands behind her back and muttered with her mouth closed, "I was sleeping at that time! They just forgot to put the novice gift bag in before going to bed..."

"Ancestor! You can do some human affairs! What's the use of delaying for so many years?"

Gao Shuang is speechless!

No wonder it's so difficult to be a novice!

The root is here!

Gao Shuang's unrelenting appearance made the little girl angry: "If you don't want it, forget it! Humph!"

"Yes! Why not! No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat!"

Gao Shuang grabbed the gift package, the items in the novice period are actually quite practical!
What a two-hour memory capsule, a song king experience ticket!It's all emergency stuff!
Free benefits, don't give up!
The box is held in the hand, although it is virtual, but it has a real touch!

It's amazing!

The wrapping paper was torn open in three or two times, but what was displayed in front of him was far from what Gao Shuang had guessed.

In the gift bag is a set of beautifully printed books.

Count to thirteen!
Gao Shuang curiously pulled out a copy, and only glanced at the cover and his eyes almost didn't pop out!
He read out the title of the book word by word: "Great! King! Rao! Life!?"

(End of this chapter)