The poem was finished!
Zhang Ye, who was holding the trophy, did not stay a moment longer. He went straight backstage, leaving behind his back and the uproar of more than a thousand guests and judges!
Holy sh * t!
What kind of modern poem is this!?
Don't tell me you are implying that your Beijing Radio Station is dead water? The radio station's Leader is ugly? No, there was no need to start with the word "Mo Fei". He clearly meant it this way! This kind of poem was not some obscure poem. "Dead water" was very easy to understand. That's right, it was a scolding!
"What the f * * k!"
"Isn't this too domineering?"
"Is this person crazy? Why would he say that? "
"Didn't he say he wanted to thank the unit and the Leader?"
"That's right. I also believed it. Haha, this is going to be interesting!"
"Although it's not a live broadcast, this is still the Silver Microphone Awards. Is he sure there won't be any problems with what he said? Is this really okay? He has offended his Leader to death. Station Head? He even mentioned Deputy Station Head Jia in his acceptance speech, right? He even mentioned his name. Aiyah, what the f * * k. I really didn't come for nothing today. My unit only has ten tickets, and I managed to snatch one. I really made the right decision. Where would I get the chance to hear such a heroic modern poem? This poem is really a classic. The curse is too ruthless! "
"There's such a ruthless person in the television and radio station system?"
"Zhang Ye? I'll remember this name. Haha, awesome! "
"I have to apologize. I even scolded Zhang Ye for being a bootlicker. I never expected it to be such a 'thank you'!"
This was the perspective of the audience and audience. As it did not have any direct relationship with them, everyone had the mentality of watching a good show.
But some people were different.
Big Sis Zhou's jaw nearly dropped when she heard this. Then, she smacked her head and said loudly, "I knew it! I knew it! Thank the Leader and unit, my ass! This was not something that Little Zhang would say! How is he someone who fawns on those in power!? Look! Let me be right! "
Zhao Guozhou: "…" He could no longer speak.
Tian Bin and his wife were also dumbfounded. Just now, when Zhang Ye was about to give his thanks, they thought that Zhang Ye was compromising with the Leader and knew how to give in and bear with it. But the next moment, Zhang Ye had recited such a poem. They could not understand where Zhang Ye got his guts from!
Xiaofang stomped her feet anxiously. "What should we do! Teacher Zhang is in big trouble this time! "
"It's more than that." Wang Xiaomei said, "Little Zhang has offended too many people this time!"
Auntie Sun whispered, "But scolding is really satisfying! To be honest, I never understood Little Zhang's other poems. What "Flying Bird and Fish"? What "The Song of the Stormy Petrel"? I'm not that cultured, but I really understood today's "Dead Water". It was really well written. He scolded to his heart's content. Throw in more scrap metal? Splashing your leftovers? Little Zhang must be thoroughly disappointed with the station. This place is indeed a pool of stagnant water for him! "
The old editor was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "You can't say that. What kind of occasion is this? It's the Golden Microphone Awards. There are the industry's top senior Teachers, the Heavenly Queen, and the staff from other radio and television stations. There are also many members of the audience who are not from the industry. Little Zhang may have scolded to his heart's content, but what will happen after that? Does he still want to work for the station? To mess up at the award ceremony, he had to make the best of it. This is not a small problem. An additional nomination for an award? This was something that had never happened before in history! Alright, he even used the microphone to scold the unit and the Leader in front of everyone during his acceptance speech? This isn't the first time in history, do you know that? It's impossible for there to be any descendants like this! It's the only one! "
Yes, this was definitely unprecedented. The old editor dared to guarantee this because if it were anyone else, they would definitely not do such a thing!
Xiaofang said with a wry smile, "Teacher Zhang has always had such a temper."
Big Sis Zhou said, "That's right. Only Little Zhang dares to do such a thing. Sometimes, I'm quite envious of him. I'm starting to like this kid more and more. He's straightforward and scolds whenever he's unhappy. It's comforting to be around such a person. You never have to worry about him scheming against you. Little Zhang always puts everything out in the open. He will never play dirty tricks in the dark."
The old editor said in a speechless manner, "You might feel comfortable, but someone else is not."
… …
Hu Fei was one of the people who were not comfortable. After hearing Zhang Ye's poem, Hu Fei nearly fainted. A few minutes ago, he had been bragging about Zhang Ye to the channel's Director beside him. He had also strongly recommended Zhang Ye to join his new program, but who knew that Zhang Ye would do such a thing a few minutes later!
The Director glanced at him, "Teacher Hu, this is the person you recommended?"
Hu Fei coughed and spoke up for Zhang Ye, "Let's not talk about his temper first. Just this poem alone is absolutely flawless. It's truly pure literature."
The Director could not help but laugh, "You sure know how to smooth things over for him. Whether it's pure literature or not, I don't know, but I know he's a prick!"
Hu Fei said, "Talented people always have some character."
The Director said, "But his character is too fiery. It's only because the Silver Microphone Award is a lifetime award that it can't be revoked. If not, just this modern poem of his would be enough to revoke the award. Besides, the Beijing Radio Station is also part of our Beijing Television Station. We have merged long ago. By scolding the radio station, isn't he implicating us as well? Old Hu, I think I should reconsider your recommendation. I can guarantee that after this incident, Zhang Ye will definitely be known by everyone in the television and radio stations. Some people might praise him for his courage to speak up, but most of them will be ostracized. No one in the industry will dare to hire him. It's more like banning him. Hur Hur, who would dare to hire an uncontrollable ticking time bomb? If he were to do something like this at a critical moment, no one would be able to take it! "
Hu Fei said firmly, "Even if he's a prick, I want him to come. His literary attainments cannot be buried. That would be too much of a pity!"
… …
A few judges were there.
Zhang Yuanqi looked at the spot where Zhang Ye had left with a smile. She did not make any comments.
The young judge was speechless. Finally, he said, "This poem … is really not bad." After some hesitation, he did not dare to say too much. He knew that Zhang Ye was recommended by Zhang Yuanqi. Although he did not think that Zhang Ye knew the Heavenly Queen, he was ultimately nominated by Zhang Yuanqi. He had to leave some face for the Heavenly Queen. He was not like Teacher Zheng and the other judges. He did not have the qualifications and age. In front of Zhang Yuanqi, he could not be rash. Zhang Yuanqi was also his senior teacher.
Teacher Zheng closed his eyes in concentration and did not say a word.
"Old Zheng? How should this be handled? " One of the female judges asked, "Isn't this a little disrespectful to our award ceremony stage and the judges?"
Teacher Zheng opened his eyes, "Let's not talk about whether this poem is appropriate or not, or whether it should be said in this setting. Just this" Dead Water "has really broadened my horizons. Originally, I did not plan on joining the jury this year. I'm getting old and should really retire to the backlines. But now, I feel that I'm very glad that I came here. Hur Hur, do you believe it? Just with this modern poem, I dare say that this young man will definitely make a name for himself in the industry in the future! It's better to let ugliness reclaim it! Let's see what kind of world it will create? I'm very interested to see what kind of world this young man will create! "
… …
At this moment, the angriest person was the radio station's Leader!
There was no need to mention Zhang Ye's unit's Station Head. He had long promised the Silver Microphone Award to his old comrade's child. In the end, there was a sudden change and he had missed it. This had already made the Station Head furious. Now, Zhang Ye had made such a ruthless move. This was no longer face smacking, nor was it stepping on their faces. It was a living kick to their faces! A kick to their faces! With so many peers and seniors present, as well as the SARFT's Leaders and the Beijing Television Station's Leaders present, the Station Head felt that he had lost all face. There was nothing left! After today, no, there was no need to wait until tomorrow. This matter would probably spread to all the television and radio stations by noon. How was he to raise his head in the future? To be scolded by a subordinate, who was also a rookie anchor at the bottom, he could not even retort. Zhang Ye was holding a microphone onstage. Even if the Station Head spoke, no one could hear him.
However, the Station Head was still alright, relatively speaking.
What was most noteworthy was Deputy Station Head Jia. Zhang Ye was in charge of the Literature Channel. Because of the copyright issue, Zhang Ye had a conflict with him. Finally, it was Deputy Station Head Jia who made the decision to make things difficult for Zhang Ye. Hence, Zhang Ye's counterattack was clearly targeted at him!
"This bastard!" Deputy Station Head Jia's face turned green. It was really green. He could not help but curse out loud. He was really muddle-headed from being angered by Zhang Ye. His lungs were about to explode. In the end, perhaps due to his anger, Deputy Station Head Jia did not manage to catch his breath. His eyes rolled back and he fainted from anger!
Another radio station's Deputy Station Head was quick to react. Seeing Deputy Station Head Jia's neck slanting from his seat, he hurriedly held him up, "Old Jia! Old Jia! "
"Aiyah!"
"Deputy Station Head Jia!"
"Someone, come quickly! Someone, come quickly! "
"Call an ambulance! Someone has fainted! "
"Pinch his philtrum first. Quickly see if he's breathing!"
It immediately became a mess. Seven or eight people nearby came over to help!
In the end, it was not a big problem. After pinching his philtrum, Deputy Station Head Jia woke up. A staff member came backstage to check his blood pressure. It was not a big problem.
This episode made everyone even more speechless.
Deputy Station Head Jia also felt extremely embarrassed. He had fainted because of a subordinate he had always looked down on? Of course his face would not look good!
That Zhang fellow!
Just you wait!
The Station Head took advantage of this matter and immediately said to the five judges, "Teachers, I suggest that Zhang Ye's Silver Microphone Award be revoked. This person spouted nonsense and slandered the organization. He needs to be severely punished!"
The most qualified old judge, Old Zheng, looked at him and had a simple exchange with the other judges. Following that, he said, "I'm afraid that won't do. The award has already been given. Be it the Golden Microphone Award or the Silver Microphone Award, it is a lifetime award. There are no procedures or rules for revoking the award." After saying that, he added, "This little comrade's way of speaking is indeed problematic. Your unit can criticize and educate him or deal with him."
"But the Silver Microphone Award …" Deputy Station Head Jia stood up angrily.
Another young judge said firmly, "The award cannot be revoked. Rules are rules. Well, let's begin the next award ceremony. Let's do it quickly. We can't delay the Golden Microphone Awards' live broadcast. There's not much time left!"
The awards after the Silver Microphone Awards continued to be announced. However, no one was in the mood to pay attention to this. No one even cared about the Golden Microphone Awards!
Zhang Ye alone had stolen all the limelight!
Zhang Ye's "Dead Water" had attracted everyone's attention!
A few reporters with a keen sense of smell did not even bother listening to the names of the awards, nor did they care who won the Silver Microphone Award. Instead, they sat on the spot and typed out their drafts, preparing to immediately send it back to their unit to report on this matter. Teacher Zhang Ye, you are really a good one! The reporters were extremely excited. Their professional traits determined that they were a bunch of people who wished for the world to be in chaos. They were not afraid of you making a big deal out of it, but they were afraid that you would not make a big enough deal out of it!
What was a topic?
This was a topic!
Was there anything more interesting and noteworthy than scolding a Leader during an acceptance speech?
And this was not any ordinary scolding. It was not the kind of vulgarity that had no technical content!
Scolding was a derogatory term. The first impression it gave people was that it was uncultured. However, today, Zhang Ye had broadened everyone's horizons. He had scolded in such a bold and unrestrained manner. He had scolded in such an elegant and refined manner. This was the first time they had seen something like this. They had really broadened their horizons!
This was a scholar!
Killing without a knife — use the mouth!
Scolding without a mouth — use a poem!
Zhang Ye had used "Dead Water" today to display the lofty sentiments of a scholar. He had inherited the fine traditions of a poet. His poem had shocked everyone!
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