Chapter 130

As the host's voice fell, there was a warm applause around.

Xiao junle happily watched Shen Lingrong be led to the rostrum, but he ignored a small detail, that is, when the host talked about the name of the student representative, he was a little stunned.

He couldn't see any more. On the rostrum, some faces in the second row were very unhappy.

Shen Lingrong gave a speech on the stage, while some people in the second row of the leadership seat were whispering.

"Ah, who is this little girl Shen Lingrong? How did she become a student representative?"

"Hello, Lao Xu, didn't you say that your niece came to the stage this time? Where are the people?"

"Don't know, don't know, who, help me to ask the TV station, what's going on."

I really can't imagine that in such activities that the higher authorities attach great importance to, there are still people practicing fraud.

As a matter of fact, all the people who can take the stage have been decided for a long time.

Because the event will be broadcast on TV in the future, how can the organizers really allow the children in the mountain area to come on stage.

I just came to this school early this morning, and then I started activities. Let alone the students, the leaders and teachers in the school didn't have any preparation.

Unprepared for the situation on stage, these children who have never seen the world in the mountain area, in case of stage fright how to do, nervous speechless is a small matter, if scared to cry on the spot, it is not a big joke.

Therefore, the so-called student representatives are the children brought by the people on the rostrum.

Today's event happened to be the niece of Xu Jiamao, vice president of the National Poetry and Painting Association.

Vice president Xu also personally wrote a speech to his niece.

As a result, no one said a word and suddenly changed people.

Could Xu Jiamao not be angry? At that time, he asked people to go down and ask what was going on.

Soon someone came quietly from backstage and explained in a low voice.

After listening to Shen Lingrong's experience, most of the experts and scholars around understood the intention of the TV station, but they didn't say much.

But Xu Jiamao was angry. Why did he bring his niece to the mountains just to give his children a chance to be on TV.

As long as the TV, outstanding performance, back to the capital, those key high schools do not rush to such excellent students ah.

For this reason, he specially filled in a poem he wrote in his speech, which was for his niece to perform well.

Now it's all done. It's all done for nothing.

Not in the mood to listen to the content of Shen Lingrong's speech, Xu Jiamao waved and asked people to take his niece to the rostrum and sit beside him.

The TV station doesn't let their children show their faces. They find a chance to show their faces, and they can't cut what they want to show in the future.

Few people pay attention to the small movements on the rostrum.

On one side of the stage, the director of the TV station responsible for recording the program is talking to the host.

"Later, after the little girl finished her speech, you immediately go up and stop her. This time, it happens that the little girl is a lover of poetry. She will read a poem she wrote. After you go up, let the scholars evaluate the little girl's poems... "

"Ah? Director, what kind of poems can a little girl in the mountain write. What should those experts and scholars do in case of criticism? "

"No, no one is going to have trouble with a child on this occasion. What's important is the following activities. This time we invite so many literary celebrities to write poems on the spot to show the beautiful scenery of the Northeast mountains.

When I was preparing, the form of the speech given by President Xu was similar to what the little girl said now, so you can continue it. But if you want to change your name, don't make a mistake. "

"Don't worry, director. This is my major. How can I make mistakes?"

In the distance, Xiao Jun is Shen Lingrong who stares at the speech.

The little girl was a little nervous when she went up.

Slowly read the director's speech, talking about many of his own experience, Shen Lingrong finally did not have the nervous mood.

The little girl's idea is very simple. He doesn't ask for sympathy or concern. He has only one idea. I hope no one will be as ill fated as her.

Looking at Shen Lingrong's more and more natural performance, Xiao Jun is also relieved. As long as Lingrong has no pressure, everything is easy to say.

"Thank you. I would like to thank all the uncles and uncles who have come to donate to our school, so that we can get more books and learn more knowledge. In the future, when we grow up, we must be useful to the society.

Also thanks to the kind-hearted people who support the education in mountainous areas. It is they who enable us to have a better environment to study and go to school.

I hope there won't be another student like me who can't go to school because of illness.

I hope there will be no more students like me who give up their dreams because of poverty.The love from all walks of life will inspire our children in mountainous areas to stride forward.

We need to go out of the mountains, look at the outside world and create a better future for us.

I also invite people from outside to come into the mountains to see the scenery in the mountains and feel the boundless scenery and beautiful tomorrow of Northeast China! "

"Wow..."

After a warm applause, Shen Lingrong looked at the last paragraph of the speech, his face flushed with excitement.

"I'm a child in the mountain area. Although I don't have good education conditions, I don't read many books. But I also have my own literary dream. My dream is to be a great poet.

Here, I miss a poem written by myself, which is about the snow in our northeast.

The snow in Northeast China is very beautiful, and the people here are also very beautiful. I hope everyone can like the snow and the people here. "

Shen Lingrong gave a little meal and then looked up into the distance.

The camera turns with her eyes and collects all the landscape in the distance. When the camera goes back again, the little girl opens her mouth.

"One by one, there is a lot of snow in Northeast China. It rolls in the snow for a little while and becomes invisible to the snowman. "

“……”

As Shen Lingrong's voice fell, the whole scene was strangely quiet.

Sitting on the donkey cart, Xiao Jun covers his mouth hard to prevent himself from laughing.

When he saw Shen Lingrong's poem for the first time, he almost couldn't help laughing on the spot.

Now hearing Shen Lingrong read it by himself, especially the third sentence "a little while" added a personal voice, he really wants to stifle his smile.

Seven character quatrains are not even doggerel, OK.

My child, your poetic level really needs to be improved.

However, or that sentence, you are happy.

Xiao Jun covered his mouth and trembled all over. The experts and scholars in the literary world on the rostrum were all purple and didn't laugh on the spot. They were very determined.

Then, the headmaster and teacher Wu took the lead in clapping, which resolved everyone's embarrassment.

Shen Lingrong had no doubt about him. He only felt that his poem was applauded, and he was very happy. Step back, bow and thank you. Step forward and you want to step down.

But the host, smiling, reached out and stopped her.

"Shen Lingrong, just a moment."

During the conversation, the host took Shen Lingrong's hand and went back to the microphone. He patted the little girl on the shoulder. The host asked aloud, "do you like Lingrong's poems, teachers and students?"

"Yes!"

"Well, I like it, too. This poem really tells the characteristics of heavy snow in Northeast China. The scenery of Northeast China is boundless. Anyone who comes here can't help expressing our feelings when seeing all kinds of beautiful scenery.

Today, there are many great poets and writers sitting on our stage. We invite these literary masters to comment on Shen Lingrong's poems. At the same time, we also invite them to write poems to praise the natural scenery of Northeast China. Do you agree? "

"Good!"

With a tender response under the stage, the host looked back to the leadership.

"Leading experts, can you tell me how you feel now?"

As soon as the host's voice dropped, a staff member handed a microphone to the leader of the Ministry of education in the middle of the first row.

The leader was full of smiles. First he praised Shen Lingrong, then he praised the northeast people, and finally he gently touched the table.

"I'm a layman, so I can't compare with these experts and scholars. I don't want to comment on Shen Lingrong's poems. Let's leave those poems to the real literati. Well, comrades of the writers' Association, let's talk about it. "

As the leader handed over the microphone, the vice president of the association took over.

"Shen Lingrong's poem, um, has its own characteristics. I can already see that there will be a great poetess in China in the future. "

"Poof..."

The vice-president of the writers' Association, with one sentence finished, Xiao Jun, the last of the audience, completely laughed.

It's worthy of being able to sit on the rostrum. This guy is of high level. If you look at others and say what you don't believe, your face hasn't changed at all.

In Xiao Jun's wild laughter, the microphone on the rostrum passed to a university student.

As Xiao Jun and the director thought, no one would criticize a child's poem on such an occasion.

Listening to so many praise of beating people, Shen Lingrong is also excited and flushed. I didn't expect that she was so powerful.

The grandfather like man, who is known as "Professor Zhang", also said that as long as I study hard, I can write better poems in the future, so I must study hard.

The whole scene is peaceful, and Xiao Jun also begins to make preparations. He plans to take the donkey cart to get Shen Lingrong off the stage and go home later.But unexpectedly, when the microphone was delivered to Xu Jiamao, vice president of the poetry and Painting Association, the atmosphere changed.

"Cough, this little girl's poem, ha ha, I won't say much. After all, we all know what we really feel, let alone say it. Here, I just want to mention that the education level in northeast mountainous areas really needs to be greatly improved. If this is a good student with excellent character and learning in Northeast China, then I don't think there is any hope for the future of Northeast China. "

"Well?"

Xu Jiamao's words make Xiao Jun, who is a spectator, feel no sense of joking.

What does this guy mean, picking on me?