The poem is over.

Seeing that the female college student over there did not answer for a long time, Zhang Ye continued, "This poem is called "The Farest Distance in the World", also called "Birds and Fish". Today I will give it to you. Are the capital and New York far away? I don't think at all that you can meet, know each other, fall in love, and meet each other. Could it be that you are defeated by this geographical distance? Then your feelings are nothing more than that. Girl, don't use distance as an excuse, don't use distance to escape reality. In my opinion, your distance is not far away at all. Think of that bird and that little fish. If you are still stubborn and self-righteous now, then you cut off the blade and I will not say a word!"

“…”

There was a silence on the other side of the phone.

Then, the girl's sob gradually came, "Birds... and fish... whimper... and birds... and fish..."

When everyone in the live broadcast room was very excited when they heard the crying. The girl's performance just now was too calm and calm. She cried? Instead, it showed her moving!

The female college student burst into tears: "Teacher, what should I... do?"

Zhang Ye thought for a moment, "I don't know what to do either. This is your own way, you have to walk it yourself."

"But I...wuwu...I don't know how to go..." the female college student asked for help.

Zhao Guozhou, behind the glass, gestured to Zhang Ye exaggeratedly! The staff of other art stations were also in a hurry. Just tell her what to do, just save her first. What do you mean by yourself? What should she do if she still can't walk out?

Wang Xiaomei kicked Zhang Ye from below.

Zhang Ye seemed to have no feeling.

The female college student cried: "Teacher, tell me... what to do... I believe you... Wuwu... Now I can't sleep every day... What should I do... I'm drowsy every day... I'm all at night... I can't see any future..."

Seeing the other party crying, Zhang Ye calmed down instead, "Miss, I have no choice but to decide your way and I have no right to help you decide. And even if we say anything, you can't listen. You need to think clearly. I'll give you another poem. I hope you can think about it."

Another poem?

Everyone outside was breathing.

Zhang Ye said deeply: "The night gave me black eyes, but I used it to find light."

This poem still does not exist in this world, but is famous in Zhang Ye's world. It is Gu Cheng's "A Generation". The whole poem is just like this, very short, but the power contained in it is very long, and it is difficult to analyze and analyze the meaning contained in the poem. It can only be said that different people will not see the same thing. Zhang Ye gave this poem to her and hoped that she would have some insights. At least when Zhang Ye was once confused, this poem accompanied him for a long time.

"The night... gave me black eyes, but I used it... to look for light." The female college student repeated it and gradually stopped crying.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

The female college student suddenly spoke, "Teacher Zhang Ye, thank you. I think I know what to do. I will wait for him. I also want to wait for him. No matter what the final result is, I will never commit suicide again. Thank you, your two poems... I will remember them all my life!"

Zhang Ye said: "I wish you happiness, and I also believe that a good girl like you will be happy."

On the computer screen in front, the comments from netizens and listeners were so furious that they broke the historical record and could not even refresh them!

"Oh my God!"

"Teacher Zhang Ye is so awesome!"

"Yes, the first time I saw such a talkable broadcaster!"

"The farthest distance in the world? This poem is so touching!"

"I think the song behind is the best. The night gave me black eyes, but I used it to find light. It's really a quatrain, an eternal quatrain!"

"No wonder I can write such a masterpiece as "Ghost Blows Out the Light". I know Teacher Zhang Ye's artistic level, which shows the two poems!"

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I have decided to support listening to "Late Night Ghost Story" every day in the future!"

The alarm was finally lifted, Wang Xiaomei breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said to the audience: "Thank you for listening to today's "Talk about the World". See you at the same time tomorrow."

Once the equipment is disconnected, the live broadcast is over!

Wang Xiaomei leaned on the chair and felt a little exhausted.

Zhang Ye smiled bitterly and touched the shirt on the back of his neck, which was also full of sweat. You sister, you committed suicide by committing suicide during the first time you were a guest, which made people live! Fortunately, he had the wisdom of his predecessors in hand, and finally fooled the girl!

As soon as the door of the outer room opened, everyone rushed in.

Deputy Director Jia is no longer here. Zhao Guozhou is the first to come in. He came up and shouted: "Good Xiao Zhang! You're doing a pretty job!"

"It's so thrilling!"

"It's still our Teacher Zhang who is so talented!"

Everyone admired it very much and praised it!

Zhang Ye’s phone editor Xiaofang also gave a thumbs up behind the crowd, “Teacher Zhang, your two poems are amazing!”

The mouth can kill people, and the mouth can save people - in today's live broadcast, everyone has gained knowledge and saw it all at once, and they all have a lot of feelings.

Wang Xiaomei stood up and said: "Leader, it's all my responsibility today. I accept the punishment from the Taiwan community because I am too extreme."

Zhao Guozhou looked at her and it was not easy to criticize her. "Write a review for me tomorrow. In fact, you can't blame you all. The female college student is ready to commit suicide. Even if she doesn't make this call, she will definitely commit suicide. From another perspective, this is a good thing. We enlightened her, which can be considered a life. Well, but we should pay attention to the program in the future. We should also consider the audience's emotions and acceptance ability to the greatest extent. This live broadcast is a lesson and an experience for everyone."

It's been a matter of fact.

Everyone let go of everything they carried.

Wang Xiaomei looked at Zhang Ye, "Did you write these two poems?"

Zhang Ye can't say it's not, after all, this poem has never existed with this world, "Yes."

"You can still write poetry?" Wang Xiaomei was still unsure.

Zhao Guozhou, who was about to go out, heard it and turned around and smiled, "You may not know how Xiao Zhang was admitted to the interview, right? It is because of a prose poem "Haiyan". Xiao Zhang's artistic literacy for poetry is probably not as good as him in the entire literary and artistic broadcaster." After that, he recalled a little and started to recite from the beginning. Zhang Ye did not expect that Zhao Guozhou would almost recite the poem intact, which shows how much he loved this prose poem, "... This is the brave sea swallow, flying proudly in the roaring sea, in the middle of lightning; this is the victorious prophet shouting: Let the storm come more violently!"

After hearing this, many people were shocked!

"What a poem!"

“It’s so pleasant to write!”

"This song was also created on the spot?"
Chapter completed!