I’m Really a Superstar Chapter 174: [A shocking poem at the memorial service! 】

In front of the TV.

A lot of viewers heard tears in their eyes.

Everyone has spoken on the Internet, already has launched this official topic on weibo

"What a great daughter"

"Why do I want to cry so much?"

"Everyone said that Father Wei is a kind house for everyone, but now I think her daughter is the most amazing

Or only someone like Father Wei can teach such a child.

"This poem is really touching"

"What about this poem for Teacher Zhang Ye?"

"Yes, why not? This is the time when many people were provoked by treacherous people and questioned Zhang Ye online. Then he issued such a poem for him, fans. Teacher Zhang Ye's "Seeing or Not Seeing" is an expression of his fraternity, his concern for one's own fans and his sincere wishes, it is not about the relationship between men and women at all. For something similar to family relationship, sure enough, this poem was too suitable for Father Wei's daughter to use here this time.

"The feelings expressed by the two may be different, but this poem is really good"

"Yes, I haven't seen anything before, but now listening to Father Wei's daughter recite it, it's really so delicious. How can a poem be so beautiful"

"If you have a father, you have a daughter, both father and daughter are too kind"

Wei Ying used a Zhang Ye poem to express her affection for her father. After this poem, the scene atmosphere was also brought to a saddest moment

Editor Wei 's sister cried when she was lying there: "Brother, don't worry, Xiao Ying, who will take care of her family, won't let her suffer a little"

Editor Wei 's younger brother is dark-faced and said, "Brother, I know that you have been pressed in the unit in recent years. You haven't won bonuses and overtime several times. You have to be driven to this by you. Dead you go with peace of mind, I will definitely give you a fair "

The words of Editor Wei 's younger brother changed the atmosphere immediately

The leaders of TV station and Wang Shuixin are not very good looking.

While other TV station employees know this is a fact, one time looks in the direction of Wang Shuixin

The response of the Beijing TV Station camera on the scene was relatively fast, and the signal was temporarily cut off, but even as fast as that, the passage was just broadcasted

The Host between live broadcast has quickly shifted the subject.

But the audience is not stupid, the first time found something wrong

"What did you just say?"

"Is Father Wei ... forced to death?"

"Have you never won a bonus? Haven't won overtime pay? How is it possible?"

"Yes, isn't it said in the news that Father Wei often takes the initiative to work overtime, just to get money to help the children, but ... there is no money for overtime?"

"Really fake?"

"Is it nonsense?"

“I think it ’s true, but it ’s Father Wei ’s relatives, and I wo n’t tell you blindly. Do they not know about the one's own family? I know it better than us”

“It turns out to be messy”

"Who is Shit who is killing Father Wei?"

"Do you remember, many people told the Internet that there was actually inside information, saying that there was a Leader's Bulletin that Father Wei worked overtime every day, which caused the Father Wei heart attack to be exhausted rather than the result of illness Was deleted very soon "

"I remember"

"I remember"

"Yes, I just read a page and was deleted"

"It's really a shame to want to come in now Father Wei's death is not so simple"

"I'm so angry that someone who is so good actually hurts him?"

"No, I can't bear it anymore. I have to ask Father Wei for an explanation who killed Father Wei? I **** killed him"

Excited passion

A lot of viewers who watched live broadcast ran to the comment area of ​​the official website of Beijing TV Station and scolded them

The memorial service.

Editor Wei 's younger brother is still scolding, "Whoever kills my brother, I'll look for them"

Zhang Ye and many people saw it. The camera's light went out. Obviously already stopped live broadcast.

Wei Ying said: "Uncle, useless, they are leaders and officials, we can't fight"

Editor Wei 's sister also broke out at this moment, "But if I have to fight, I wo n’t believe it and there is no reason for it. I wo n’t believe it. No one will help us discuss it. My brother cannot die for nothing. /

The scene is a bit out of control again

It took a long time, but the procedure to go is still going.

Seeing that the scene calmed down a bit, a member of the memorial service picked up script and read it: "Below, please comrade Wei Jianguo's former leader, Beijing TV Station Literature and Art Channel Wang Shuixin Director eulogy"

Wang Shuixin?

Let him eulogy?

Brother Hou Xiao Lu They all froze for a while, then their faces became cold

Zhang Ye's eyes have also narrowed into a gap, and it is not surprising to think about it. Wang Shuixin is a person who loves the limelight and fame. He is so eager to show up for perhaps, and he is also the leader of Correct Editor Wei . . But the people who really understand the inside story feel that it is too ironic and arrogant. It is Editor Wei who was killed by Wang Shuixin, but now he is giving a eulogy. Isn't it disgusting? Isn't this to make Editor Wei restless? Did you do anything like this

Wang Shuixin thinks it does not matter, walks up with script, already is prepared in advance, these procedures, it seems that their TV station people have already decided.

Xiao Lu whispered: "Old bastard"

Da Fei is also angry, "He still has a face?"

"Relax, he will definitely go to **** after he died" Brother Hou cursed also

Hu Fei can't even watch it anymore. He feels that at this moment, even if you Wang Shuixin asshole, you can't go up to pay eulogy? Do you have any respect for the dead? Do you have any mercy on the deceased's family? Editor Wei is dead, do you want to sprinkle salt on the wounds of him and his family? This already is not a bastard. From the perspective of Hu Fei, he thinks that Wang Shuixin already has lost some of the most basic human nature.

It's so important to show your face on TV?

You still want to take revenge on your son after death? Still sick of Editor Wei ?

perhaps You never thought of Editor Wei in your heart, so this time you went up to the eulogy and felt it does not matter, do you think it is unnecessary to dodge?

"Where did you come from" Wei Ying was the first one to fire

Editor Wei 's brother obviously also knows that his brother was forced to death by Wang Shuixin, and pointed his nose and said, "You get out of me, get out of here"

A few staff members immediately came to dissuade.

"Don't do this"

"live broadcast will be restored soon"

"What misunderstandings may there be? Are you doing this?"

"Come calm down, let's talk after the memorial service"

Some family members of Editor Wei don't listen, they have to push Wang Shuixin down.

Wang Shuixin frowned, and had to whisper a few words to the secretary next to him. Then, I saw some TV station employees, also Wang Shuixin's close friends, and the staff to “we advise” Wei Ying and Editor Wei 's family to the side , Finally I squeezed them to the corner position

This is a memorial service for Editor Wei .

The family of Editor Wei was actually cornered

When everyone else saw this scene, their lungs exploded.

One of the leaders of Beijing TV Station does not seem to like this scene too, but he also understands that there was an accident with already in live broadcast, and the following live broadcast must not have similar situation.

live broadcast restarted

The picture also shows Wang Shuixin with a microphone

"Hello everyone, I am Wei Jianguo's leader and leader Wang Shuixin." Wang Shuixin read script painfully, "For the death of Comrade Wei Jianguo, it hurts my heart ..."

Do you still feel heartache?

You hurt a fart

If you have a little conscience, you should not come up to speak

Brother Hou wanted to go up and hit someone with his sleeves, but his brother quickly caught him.

Xiao Lu looks around, "Where is Teacher Zhang? Where has Teacher Zhang gone?"

"I haven't seen it," Da Fei said strangely, "I just returned here."

Not far away, Zhang Ye already walked to Wei Ying and others who were squeezed into the corner without any trace. He looked at Wei Ying, gently reached out, and brought Wei Ying's microphone.

Wei Ying froze and looked at Zhang Ye deeply.

Zhang Ye also looked at her with a smile.

Wei Ying may understand something, and nodded slightly to him.

A Station Leader's staff saw it, his look changed, "Teacher Zhang, what are you doing?"

Zhang Ye ignored him and turned his head to stare at Wang Shuixin on the stage.

The TV station people probably know the stinking temper of Zhang Ye, panicing: "Teacher Zhang, don't mess around. This is live broadcast. No one can bear the responsibility." That time at the silver microphone Awards, Zhang Ye In terms of surprisingly scaring many colleagues, the shock caused by it is not small.In the final analysis, the silver microphone Awards is not open to Awards, and there is no recording and broadcasting. There is also the Beijing couplet competition Zhang Ye scolding at that time, That's just a network live broadcast, the impact is not great

But today is live broadcast

It's TV live broadcast.

They didn't expect that Zhang Ye had snatched a microphone. Why?

WVoice is in chaos here, many people have noticed, everyone also looked at Zhang Ye, no one knows what Zhang Ye is for.

"You ..."

"Teacher Zhang ..."

"You are going to ..."

To this day, no one would doubt the Teacher Zhang Ye's mouth and a pen. His mouth can tell people to die, and his pen can write people to death. Everyone knows what Zhang Ye does.

An TV station person said in horror: "Get the microphone back quickly"

Wang Shuixin didn't notice the following situation, he was still looking at script, and the camera was always facing him, "Wei Jianguo passed away, but ..."

At this time, Zhang Ye already turned on the microphone switch, and smiled rudely and interrupted the Wang Shuixin's eulogy. Become forever, I owe a poem to Uncle Wei, today I pay off the debt "

Wang Shuixin Fire Road: "I'm giving a speech, you have something for a while ..."

Zhang Ye looks at Wang Shuixin, "Some people are alive and his already is dead"

Wang Shuixin froze, the eulogy in the back was choked in the mouth

Zhang Ye, regardless of the stunned eyes of the people around him, walked to the Editor Wei step by step, and said gently: "Some people are dead, he is still alive"

It is poetry

It is modern poetry

The opening two sentences just let everyone take a breath.

Wang Shuixin was furious. I didn't expect Zhang Ye to mess up in live broadcast. He almost pointed to one's own and said that he was already dead even though he was alive?

"Zhang Ye, you ..." Wang Shuixin shouted.

Zhang Ye also looked at him, and said coldly: "Some people ride on the people's head: Oh, how great I am," looking back at the remains of Editor Wei , "Some people, bend down and treat the people as people Cow and horse "

The people at the scene are quiet

Every viewer in front of the TV is also listening

Zhang Ye knows that when this poem comes out, one's own must be unable to stay with TV station, but he is not hesitant. He hasn't been afraid of anything since he was young.

He stared at Wang Shuixin with a smirk, "Some people carved their names into the stone and thought, 'Immortal,'" smiled, "some people would like to be weeds, waiting for the fire in the ground"

"Some people cannot live if others live"

"Some people, he lives a better life for most people"

At this point, the tone of Zhang Ye suddenly became angry, and the speed of speech was suddenly mentioned. The rest of the words were shouted continuously without a pause. Yes, the people will always remember that he carved the name into the stone, the name is rotten earlier than the corpse. As long as the spring wind blows, there are green weeds everywhere. He can't live without others. He can see him alive in the end. For the better of most people ... "

The speech rate suddenly slowed down, Zhang Ye looked at Wang Shuixin, but pointed at the body of Editor Wei with one finger and said, "The crowd lifted him up very high, very high"