Cultural Scholar: Famous in the World from the Universal History

When they walked out of the studio, all the audience members were full of surprise.

If there are familiar friends around who have watched the show together, they can't stop talking about what happened in the studio before.

The same is true for Zhu Xingshui.

"Will enter the wine!!"

"It's really shocking, this is not a poem that mortals can write, this is a work that can only be written by immortals!"

"Incredible!"

"Incredible!"

Zhu Xingshui chattered as he walked, feeling that no words could express the shock in his heart.

His girlfriend said: "Fortunately, I agreed to be an audience this time, but unfortunately I couldn't bring my mobile phone in, otherwise I would have been able to record it." "

Zhu Xingshui sighed: "When will I be able to write such a poem?"

His girlfriend looked at him in surprise and said, "...... you?"

Seeing her eyes, Zhu Xingshui smiled awkwardly.

He said: "Actually, even if you bring a mobile phone, it's useless, you can't send it out if you take a picture." "

"But it can be kept as a souvenir. "

"Well, it's 303. Zhu Xingshui said, "But I really want to tell the news, but I signed a confidentiality agreement, which is really uncomfortable!"

It's so sad to have good things and big melons, but not be able to brag with your friends.

"It's okay, it'll be fine after the show airs, and when we talk about going to the scene, isn't it the same. "

As long as you say it, you can enjoy the envy and jealousy of your friends.

That's probably the coolest thing of the year.

And it's hard to forget.

Zhu Xingshui nodded excitedly, and then took a few photos of Daddy's building.

posted a circle of friends:

"I was invited to a certain show as an audience today, I was pleasantly surprised, very pleasantly surprised!"

He didn't dare to say it in detail, but it was okay to say that he was an audience member once.

And not everyone will have the opportunity to go into the studio as an audience and watch the live version of the program recording.

Sure enough, a lot of friends left messages below.

"What kind of show, can you say it?"

"Looking at you like this, there must be a surprise in the show (abfi)!"

"Oh ho ho, I haven't been in there yet. "

"Is it fun in the studio, and what is the view from the audience?"

"Envy!!"

“......"

Seeing these comments, Zhu Xingshui smiled, and then replied:

"I can't say what kind of surprise it is, I signed a confidentiality agreement, but it's really a big surprise! I can tell you when the show airs soon. "

Although the confidentiality agreement requires that you can't say anything before the program is broadcast, it is actually impossible for everyone to fully comply with it.

For example, in a few minutes, your show will be broadcast, who will care if I say it now?

And some gossip is always uncontrollable, so the program team can only keep it as confidential as possible.

......

Summer nights are charming.

The sky was filled with countless stars.

The clouds are gone, and the moonlight is gentle.

The breeze gently blows the trees on the roadside, and the leaves rustle in the light of the street lamps.

Qin Wen did not return to his residence, but came to a large lawn on the campus and sat down.

This lawn is specially designed for teachers and students to rest after a walk.

But there aren't many people at this time.

Most of the students spend most of their evenings in their dormitories and in the library.

Occasionally, what you can see on the road is either hurrying somewhere to go, or walking and chatting with friends leisurely.

Very few sit down to rest.

So no one noticed Qin Wen, let alone anyone bothered him.

He lay quietly on the grass, breathing in the fresh air, and his heart was relaxed.

At this time, the familiar sound of music was heard not far away. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

That's "The Mark of the Rain."

Qin Wen looked over and saw that it was a student who walked by in a hurry answering the phone.

"I even set it as a ringtone for incoming calls......"

Qin Wen smiled dumbly.

I thought it was a little interesting for a while. []

Honglu's vest has indeed brought many familiar things to him and the world.

"Hum~"

Here's a message.

Qin Wen took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Jiang Hongyue's.

The singer who once sang "In the Name of the Father".

Now he is also popular because of this song, and he is a relatively well-known first-line singer in China.

"Teacher Honglu, this year's Minglan Award nominated for the best composition of "In the Name of the Father", but the organizer can't contact you, so let me invite you to participate in this award event. "

The Minglan Award is one of the three major music awards in China.

Although it is not the most important award, it is also highly valued by everyone.

If a musician can win any of these awards, he will immediately be noticed by many companies.

However, this has little to do with Qin Wen.

Honglu's vest is already recognized as the Qu Daddy of Qu Dad, and there is no need for any awards to prove it at all.

In the past, there were also some awards that he wanted to give to Honglu, but he rejected them.

It's just that this is the second sincere invitation to the three major awards, and we still need to think about it.

"That's it, you are the original singer of "In the Name of the Father" and will attend the event, so I will ask you to accept the award on my behalf. "

Qin Wen thought about it for a while and sent Jiang Hong more and more information.

Jiang Hongyue immediately replied: "Okay, no problem." "

Of course there is no problem!

It is an honor to be able to participate in the event and receive the award on behalf of Mr. Honglu!

And doesn't this show the relationship between himself and Mr. Honglu?

When you go out in the future, others will also look up to you.

Jiang Hongyue replied: "But you need to prepare your acceptance speech in advance." "

In any case, since the organizers have made great efforts to invite people of Honglu's status to attend the event, there will definitely be at least one award.

Even if it's not the best composition, it's not far off.

Otherwise, it would be a deliberate slap in the face.

And the person who dares to hit Honglu in the face in the circle, cough, look at Sun Kuihou.

He wasn't a slap in the face, just a provocation, and he was beaten autistic by Honglu's two songs, so that he closed his pen and quit the composition circle.

The organizers may also have some influence, but they are unlikely to be willing to offend Honglu.

If you are not careful, your reputation for this award will be completely ruined.

Isn't that self-pitting?

Therefore, Honglu's acceptance speech must be prepared in advance.