On the cruise ship.

Su Hao still looked at Wei Zihou and the others indifferently.

Everyone was shocked by this "Mulan Poetry".

After a while, Zhang Yuan was the first to applaud: "Well written!"

Afterwards, everyone present could not help but applaud.

"Well written, the words are well matched, and the meaning is rich. I have seen the real Yuefu poetry today!"

"Yes, in comparison, this "Poetry of Mulan" completely wins."

"Yes, the profound meaning and realm of the two poems are very different."

…………

These comments were like slaps on the faces of Chen Ming and Gong Jianmin.

You must know that Chen Ming's poem was revised by Gong Jianmin and three others, but now it is completely failed.

Gong Jianmin and the other three could no longer lift their heads.

Su Hao looked at Gong Jianming and the others and continued to ask: "How do you think my poem compares to the one written by Chen Ming?"

The host was also anxious, and it was time to announce the results of the competition, so he also said something.

"Teacher Wei, Teacher Gong, Teacher Chai, I still need your judgment."

Wei Zihou gritted his teeth and decided to criticize: "The content is shallow..."

“The Poem of Mulan wins!”

Before he could finish speaking, Chai Jin interrupted and said directly.

Wei Zihou looked at Chai Jin angrily, and Chai Jin gestured to him in the direction of the big screen, which immediately startled him.

I saw a small window appear on the big screen, where Song Mingli and others were arguing about something.

Wei Zihou finally said nothing.

Gong Jianmin snorted coldly and became silent.

Backstage, Luo Mingyuan finally felt relieved.

The chief director gave him a thumbs up: "You are still taller. If you come out through a small floating window, Teacher Wei and the others will not dare to speak."

Luo Mingyuan sighed: "I'm afraid too. What if they continue to criticize "The Poems of Mulan" and the higher authorities hold us accountable for biasing the literati?"

…………

On the cruise ship, Zheng Qing wiped her tears and looked at Su Hao expectantly with her beautiful eyes: "Since you gave this poem to me, should I take this painting back with you?"

Su Hao smiled, "Of course."

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth raised: "Thank you."

Zhang Yuan didn't say anything. He had enough words on the previous pages.

In the end, the champion is naturally Su Hao.

Gong Jianmin had a cold face and gave the three people's calligraphy to Su Hao. Su Hao smiled and put it away.

Enough slaps in the face, this is an old man in his 60s and 70s. If he returns their poems here again, what if he faints on the spot?

And since this is a live broadcast, he always has to restrain himself.

However, Su Hao didn't plan to keep it, as he thought it was unlucky, so he auctioned it off after returning, and he could always get some money.

After the other groups of writers also presented their poems, the program was about to end.

The host was about to announce the end.

Gong Jianmin walked over and looked at Su Hao with a frown.

"Su Hao, I admit that you have some literary skills, and the few poems you wrote today are pretty good, but as a literati, it's really embarrassing for you to hang out in a big dye vat like the entertainment industry.

I advise you to stop singing and study literature, otherwise, your talent and learning will still be short-lived, and what you do also insults us literati."

Gong Jianmin spoke with the microphone. He was obviously furious at this moment. He couldn't find Su Hao's faults in literature, so he looked for them in his personality.

Backstage, Luo Mingyuan wanted to run to the cruise ship to beg for mercy.

I said, Teacher Gong, the show is about to end, can you please stop making trouble?

Do you really want Su Hao to make you faint here?

Netizens were also angry at this time.

[Is this old man shameless? What’s wrong with Su Shen’s singing? You’re deaf and don’t want to hear it, but we still want to hear it.]

[The writing is pretty good? Where’s your face? Gong Jianmin, the king of tongue-tied words.]

[Those surnamed Wei and those surnamed Chai don’t dare to speak. You surnamed Gong are so fierce. Everything you did today has brought shame to the world’s literati!]

【Damn it, did you eat shit in your mouth?】

…

Su Hao looked at Gong Jianmin calmly: "There is no conflict between songs and poetry. The ancients also left many famous pieces of music. Why is singing so embarrassing?"

Gong Jianmin snorted: "Poems and songs don't conflict? Literature is art and can be passed down through the ages. Can pop songs do the same?

Okay, as long as you change the poem you just wrote into a song now, I will accept your words! Otherwise? You will embarrass our literary world!"

In the studio, Song Mingli no longer cared about his image and was so angry that he banged the table.

"After all, he is a well-known poet and writer in the literary world. As for making things difficult for a child?"

Zhou Guohong shook his head: "I am still old and my thoughts are too decadent. I hope other literati can learn from this lesson."

"Society is changing with each passing day, and we old guys have to keep up with the times. It is not feasible to rest on our laurels." Ma Shuliang also said.

The three of them agreed to come to the studio to comment today, firstly to pass on the poetry culture, and secondly to advise those old antiques like Gong Jianmin and others in the literary world.

Times have changed, society is progressing, and new voices need to be listened to.

…………

In the ship.

Everyone couldn't stand it anymore.

Zhang Yuan frowned and said: "Teacher Gong, Su Hao's poems were all written just now. How could he use poems to compose a song for you on the spot?"

The host also tried to smooth things over: "The show is about to end, so you two don't have to argue."

Gong Jianmin raised his chin slightly and looked arrogant: "He said that poetry and songs do not conflict, so he will prove it. The character of us literati is not to become an actor in the entertainment industry."

Zheng Qing's face also looked ugly: "Teacher Gong, what you said is a bit excessive."

Gong Jianmin snorted and looked at Su Hao with a mocking expression.

Su Hao smiled and shook his head: "Okay, then I will sing this "Poetry of Mulan" for you to listen to, and it will also give you some insights."

As soon as he said these words, the huge ship was silent again.

Netizens who were typing and cursing were also stunned.

What did they just hear?

Can Su Hao really sing the poem right now?

Chai Jin felt bad, so he stepped forward and pulled Gong Jianmin's arm: "Forget it."

Gong Jianmin broke away from his hand, with an ugly expression on his face: "Can you really sing?"

Su Hao glanced at him: "Don't you understand the meaning of Yuefu poems?"

One of the characteristics of Yuefu poetry is its flexible rhyme. In ancient times, Yuefu poetry was basically sung to music.

Gong Jianmin had a sullen face, threw away his hands and sat back in his seat: "Then I want to listen to it. I hope you won't insult this poem, otherwise you will still embarrass our literary world."

The others also stopped talking and sat back in their seats silently. They also wanted to hear how Su Hao sang "Mulan Poetry".

Su Hao looked at the host: "Is there a piano?"

The host nodded hurriedly: "Yes, please wait a moment."

Soon, the staff brought the piano, Su Hao touched the piano and started playing.

It would have been better to use the guzheng, but he couldn't play it.

At this time, netizens were excited.

【Holy shit! Su Shen is really going to sing!】

[Su Shen is showing off his power! We must be so lucky! 】

[Gong Jianmin is really seeking his own death. Didn’t he know that Su Hao is the number one improvisational composer? 】
Chapter completed!