The guests nearby all agreed.

Zhang Mianduo's face turned red with excitement, and for a moment he felt that breathing became difficult again. Fortunately, Guan Tingjiao comforted her, and her emotions no longer fluctuated, but there was a kind of pride on her face at this moment.

feeling.

She grabbed the hem of Guan Tingjiao's clothes and kept shaking her. She turned off the microphone and said in a low voice: "Sister Gillian, don't you think he is very handsome now?"

"What are you thinking about?" Guan Tingjiao turned off the microphone and asked with a frown.

Zhang Mianduo leaned close to Guan Tingjiao's ear and said with excitement, "How about..."

Guan Tingjiao was still confused at first, but after listening to it, her face instantly turned red and she quickly refused to listen. She turned around and pinched Zhang Mianduo's ears hard, saying angrily: "What are you thinking about! You don't learn well at a young age!"

Zhang Mianduo groaned, covered his red ears, and said aggrievedly: "Sister Gillian, don't let the wealth go to outsiders!"

Guan Tingjiao said helplessly: "Have you forgotten everything he said to you that day?"

"What did you say?" Zhang Mianduo looked confused.

Guan Tingjiao said softly: "If you don't know the suffering of others, don't persuade others to be good, and don't overdo it again. If you do, it will make it difficult for everyone."

Zhang Mianduo looked confused: "He also said this?"

Guan Tingjiao was speechless.

This damn girl really knows how to selectively forget...

…

For some reason, Tang Wu could not take her eyes off Guan Tingjiao and Zhang Mianduo. Perhaps it was because she knew too much about Prince Lanling, so she had some concerns about this young girl who once had a close relationship with Prince Lanling.

An indescribable feeling.

Especially when I realized that the song "Next Year Today" was written for Guan Tingjiao, this feeling became even more profound.

But now seeing the excited expressions on Guan Tingjiao and Zhang Mianduo's faces, Tang Wu suddenly became confused.

In that relationship, was Prince Lanling really the one who was let down?

Is the lyrics "After sixty years without you, I hope I can recognize your children" really written to Guan Tingjiao?

She was a little unsure.

Suddenly, the host Zhan Qixian clicked her name.

Tang Wu came back to her senses and smiled: "Like everyone else, I like this song very much. No one would dislike such a song, right? The logic is rigorous and the words are elegant. It is very picturesque.

, I read the lyrics specifically, and in terms of logic, word choice, and the beauty of the artistic conception, this song "Blue and White Porcelain" may not be better than any other song among contemporary Chinese-style songs."

"Even when Prince Lanling opened his mouth, I felt inexplicably cordial."

"The brush strokes in the lyrics change from thick to light, which is actually a Chinese painting brush dipped in water, then mixed with ink, and then dipped in thick ink again. With such a brush, the lines drawn by such a brush gradually become lighter from thick to light, and finally become so light that only water remains."

"I studied art for seven years and Chinese painting for four years, so I feel the same way and I like this lyrics very much."

"As for the blue sky after the rain that Teacher Tian mentioned just now, I was actually lucky enough to see it in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. It does look like an elegant landscape painting, but I don't know if it will be different from the sky blue described in the song."

As soon as the goddess spoke, the whole audience listened quietly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a round of applause and cheers.

Zhang Minghui said at this time: "The so-called sky blue is actually a touch of green on the horizon after rain. My hometown happens to be from the porcelain capital, so I have a deeper feeling for this song. Blue and white porcelain is actually Ru Kiln celadon, because Ru Kiln only existed before and after

Twenty years ago, Ru kiln celadon is particularly precious and sought after by emperors of all dynasties. As far as I know, today, a piece of Ru kiln celadon can easily be auctioned for hundreds of millions of yuan."

The entire audience was stunned after being exposed to the popular science.

Oh my god, a piece of blue and white porcelain is worth hundreds of millions of dollars!

Everyone was shocked.

Even the host Zhan Qixian found it unbelievable, but thinking that some antiques can easily cost hundreds of millions, it seems not surprising that this kind of blue and white porcelain specially written by King Lanling is worth hundreds of millions.

After chatting for a while, they talked about the works of the poet Li Bai. Although everyone was enthusiastic and praising them, they were obviously not as excited as when they praised "Blue and White Porcelain".

Poet Li Bai saw this and found it funny.

My singing voice is so recognizable. These people are worried about their status and don't dare to offend easily.

"Now, I have the voting data in my hands. First of all, I will announce the number of votes for contestant Haixian Li Bai!"

Zhan Qixian opened the first envelope and read aloud: "The poet Li Bai, "Toast", the total number of votes is -"

The words paused, and the entire audience looked over with doubtful expressions.

Zhan Qixian looked at that number, his face turned red, and he couldn't help but look at the director team.

Liao Yuan waved his hand, indicating that he should read it accordingly.

Zhan Qixian looked back, coughed, looked at the poet Li Bai next to him, and then said in an inaudible voice: "233 votes!"

How many votes?

Many people didn't hear clearly and were craning their necks to see the vote numbers displayed on the big screen.

Without waiting for the entire audience to react.

Zhan Qixian quickly opened the next envelope and read loudly: "Prince Lanling, the total number of votes for "Blue and White Porcelain" is 1,779!"

As the sound fell, a group of fireworks bloomed under the portrait of Prince Lanling on the big screen. When the fog dissipated, the total number of votes obtained by Prince Lanling was displayed.

Compared with the more than 200 votes of the poet Li Bai next to him, it is a world of difference.

It's too awful!

Horrible!

Worst vote count in history!

The whole scene was silent!

Then, the audience was the first to react. In an instant, there were shouts, screams, and applause.

The studio was filled with joy.

But all the guests looked at each other in confusion.

The total number of votes from the two parties is exactly 2012 votes.

This was a rare occasion for all members to participate in the voting, but they were somewhat guilty and worried that the big boss on stage would hate them.

After all, no one here can escape this situation.

…
Chapter completed!