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Chapter 217 Poetry Conference Premiere

Ye Zhiqiu felt very troubled by Yu Caiwei's request to express her love for herself.

It's inappropriate to say it casually, but men are lazy and are already in love, so they don't have the energy to think about this issue anymore.

But if you don't express your love, you can't achieve the "second base" achievement, and the real-life version of the beach unlock game can't continue.

Do you want to ask your book friend again how to express your love to a girl?

Yu Caiwei also saw the tangled look in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, a sly smile flashed in his eyes, and with a "pop" sound, a light lip mark was left on the left side of Ye Zhiqiu's face.

"Come on, sister is waiting for you~"

"..." Ye Zhiqiu's heart trembled, and he stretched out his hand to pull him in front of him. Yu Caiwei was already prepared and nimbly shrank away.

The two people here are chatting with each other, but the Internet has already become extremely lively.

The first episode of "Chinese Poetry Conference" will be broadcast tonight!

This program, which carries the slogan of "appreciating Chinese poetry, seeking cultural genes, and appreciating the beauty of life," spared no effort in its promotion during this period.

This also shows the confidence of China Central Television in this program. This is almost the most popular variety show of China Central Television in the past two years.

At the same time, new songs by Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei were released, and "Shui Diao Ge Tou", which Qin Dewen and many official media called "an eternal masterpiece", came from here.

Everyone has seen the lyrics, but everyone is extremely curious about how "Farewell" and "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" are sung.

Book fans, music fans, various media, passers-by, and people in the industry are all paying attention to the broadcast of this program.

There is no doubt that Ye Zhiqiu's poem was a hit with Huang Xishan. On the contrary, it aroused everyone's curiosity and wanted to witness what this work would look like when performed.

On Ye Zhiqiu’s Weibo, the number of comments in the book review area continues to increase.

"Just wait, the dog author will release a new song and a new poem tonight, let's see how he pretends to be two at once."

"The fans said they are so happy that this guy finally released a new song."

"Actually, Ye Zhiqiu is very prolific, right? Ding Jie has four new songs in her new album, and he and Yu Caiwei have one song each in the poetry competition. That's six new songs."

"Although, this guy writes his new songs for others, and his new songs are so slow."

"I think it is necessary for him to participate in another music variety show. Just like the previous "Sing a New Voice", a new song will be released in one or two weeks."

"I can't believe it even if I tell you. I, a person who has never touched a paper book in ten years, am actually waiting to watch a poetry program."

...

At the beginning of the lanterns, thousands of lights are on, in an ordinary family somewhere.

The family had just finished eating. The husband and mother-in-law were cleaning up and washing the dishes, while Li Qin was training her son.

"Play for ten more minutes and then do your homework, you know?"

"Have you memorized the ancient poem taught by the school teacher yesterday? I learned a new one today. I will check and recite it to me tonight!"

My son, who is in third grade, sat on the ground, responded casually, and turned his eyes back to the four-wheel drive in front of him.

Li Qin sighed, feeling helpless in his heart.

Like thousands of ordinary families, after she and her husband had a child, because both husband and wife had to go to work, neither of them could take care of the child, so they asked her mother-in-law to come to the house to help pick up and take care of the child.

The nature of their jobs both require them to work overtime from time to time. Sometimes it’s eight or nine o’clock when they get home at night, so they have less supervision over their children’s studies on weekdays.

Children are not patient enough, and after two minutes of doing homework, they get tired and want to play. Elderly people are reluctant to be strict with their children. Over time, they have developed a bad habit of not liking to study.

The neighbor's child of the same age can already recite 300 ancient poems, but my own son is struggling to recite 30 poems.

In fact, Li Qin doesn't expect her children to become dragons or phoenixes, but at least she can't lag too far behind others.

If you develop the bad habit of not focusing on things at a young age and lose interest in learning, what will happen in the future?

Therefore, Li Qin made up his mind this time to "lead his son back to the right path."

She brought the cane back and put it behind the door. She might need it tonight.

When the time came, Li Qin was just about to urge his son who was sitting on the floor, when suddenly the sound of reading loudly came from the TV playing in the living room.

Li Qin looked at the TV. The background of the stage was the early morning light, a private school built by the Pan River, and more than a hundred people stood on the stage, reciting poetry in unison.

The vigorous vitality rushed to the face, and the scene was inexplicably shocking.

"Mom, I have learned this poem! The teacher taught it!"

The son's attention, sitting on the ground, was also attracted by the sound of reading, and he shouted loudly.

Li Qin had the impression that this poem was indeed a poem that appeared in primary school textbooks.

After the poetry recitation ended, the host came on stage to introduce the program.

Only then did Li Qin realize that it seemed to be a variety show called "Chinese Poetry Conference".

"Okay, go do your homework!"

The son's attention in front of him was about to be attracted again, so Li Qin urged.

"No~ Mom, I want to watch them recite poems!"

Li Qin's face darkened and she was about to reprimand when she suddenly saw the China Central Television logo in the upper right corner of the TV. After thinking about it for a while, she endured it.

After all, it is a China Central Television program, so it should not mislead children, and it is also poetry-based, so it doesn't hurt to let him watch it.

After the host's simple opening remarks, guests will be invited to appear.

Seeing the appearance of Qin Dewen and Meng Man, Li Qin was slightly startled and felt even more relieved.

She naturally knew about Qin Dewen, as his articles were included in her textbooks when she was studying.

Next, the special guests will appear.

Accompanied by the gentle and gentle piano accompaniment, the gentle and elegant Ye Zhiqiu appeared on the stage wearing a light blue suit.

So handsome!

This was Li Qin's first reaction.

Even though her children are old enough and she is past the age of chasing stars, she still couldn't help but say these words in her heart.

[The green grass beside the ancient road outside the Changting Pavilion...]

As the melancholic song sounded, Li Qin's slightly anxious mood seemed to be soothed and she calmed down.

The always naughty son also put down the four-wheel drive in his hands and watched the performance on TV.

At some point, my husband, who had finished washing the dishes, also sat on the sofa.

"Ye Zhiqiu?"

Li Qin asked casually: "Do you know him? This song is so well sung and feels very comfortable to listen to."

The man smiled and said: "He writes better novels. He is the author of the book "Zhu Xian" I followed before."

"But I don't dare to read his new book "Legend of Sword and Fairy", otherwise it would be too annoying to follow it every day. This guy is also a singer, and he seems to be very good."

Li Qin nodded and continued to watch the TV.

After singing "Farewell", it was Yu Caiwei's turn to appear.

When Yu Caiwei, wearing a gorgeous Tang suit dress, looked like a princess from time to time, appeared on the stage, even Li Qin, a woman, couldn't help but hold her breath.

So beautiful!
Chapter completed!
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