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Chapter 328: The poetry live classroom ended miserably; can we ask Ye Xuan to save the day?!

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Just as the Harry Potter craze had not yet faded, another matter splashed quite a bit of water on the internet.

That was the launch of a new column called "Cultural Lecture Hall" on the Douyin platform.

The new column was completely different from Douyin’s past style, aiming to invite celebrities and big names from all walks of life to promote and spread traditional culture in the form of live streaming classes across the entire network.

After all, in recent years, while Douyin has been singing loudly in the field of short videos, it has also been subjected to harsh criticism.

Among them, the most criticized feature is "amusing ourselves to death."

To avoid pan-entertainment from becoming a pain point for attacks again, the "Cultural Lecture Hall" was launched.

As soon as the new column came out, it immediately attracted the interest of many netizens.

"Almost thought Douyin was going to transform!"

"Douyin should have been rectified long ago; otherwise, what is the sinister intention of recommending black-silk young ladies to me all day long! [Crying]"

"Upstairs, don't you think you need to reflect on yourself properly?! [Cracking]"

"What is the theme of the first episode?! Sounds pretty good; I’ll come to support it when I have time!"

As the popularity of the new column "Cultural Lecture Hall" continued to rise, Douyin officially announced the theme of the first class—

A poetry special carefully crafted by the Poetry Association!

Once the news was announced, Douyin immediately opened up overwhelming publicity.

The celebrity endorsements on the splash screen were removed, and all became pushes for the poetry class.

With thick Chinese-style brush, ink, paper, and inkstone placed together, at a glance, it carried the elegance of poetry and distance.

Many netizens clicked in immediately.

When they discovered that the Poetry Association had specially invited four poetry masters to teach, the comments from netizens poured in like a tide.

"Whoa! The people invited by the Poetry Association are all masters!"

"Asking weakly, can anyone popularize who these people are?! [Asking because I don't know]"

"The first one is Mr. Li, who is the director of the Institute of Classical Chinese Culture at Tsinghua University and the curator of the Literature and History Research Museum!"

"How come even Professor Huo has come out of retirement?! This is the doctoral supervisor of my doctoral supervisor!"

"You haven't heard of Professor Li?! Have you heard of the Republic of China master Li Lin? He is the seventh-generation grandson of the master of the Qing Dynasty poetry scene! Professor Li is the descendant of that great master..."

As more and more insiders exposed the identities of these four poetry masters, all the netizens felt that they didn't understand, but it felt very powerful.

Big shots that you can't even see in normal times are actually giving free classes to everyone?!

Wouldn't that be a huge bargain?!

Once the thought emerged, more and more netizens became interested in this poetry class.

Before the class even started, the number of people who made reservations had already reached one million!

Seeing the one million reservation count, the president of the Poetry Association, who co-organized the poetry class with Douyin, also felt relieved.

After all, poetry is too niche; being able to have one million people make reservations is already a remarkable achievement.

Under the expectations of many people, the day of the first poetry class of the "Cultural Lecture Hall" soon arrived.

The first poetry class was held in four sessions, with four main lecturers teaching at different time slots.

To ensure nothing went wrong, the president of the Poetry Association also entered the live broadcast room of the poetry class, moved a small stool, and listened carefully.

However, as he listened, the president of the Poetry Association couldn't help but frown.

Mr. Li’s professional strength and quality are naturally not to be underestimated.

But is what he is teaching a bit too obscure?!

And the barrage in the live broadcast room confirmed the president’s guess.

"Damn! Why is it like a monk chanting scriptures?"

"I originally wanted to listen very carefully, but sorry, guys, I really can't hold on anymore!"

"Just three seconds ago, my head had an intimate contact with my desk!"

"As a former student of Mr. Li, I must come out and say something; Mr. Li himself is quite awesome, but his teaching method, you know [Cover face]"

"Too well understood, it has a kind of unfathomable mystery that ignores the life and death of others..."

With large swaths of ancient text reading and a pedantic way of telling, the netizens who were originally full of interest were now all listening as if monks were chanting, and they were forced to feel sleepy.

Some netizens were still holding on, feeling that since they were here, they should watch until the end.

Some netizens had already swiped away and turned to other live broadcast rooms.

If I have the time to listen to these experts and professors talk about pedantic content, I might as well watch the young ladies?!

With that, the number of online people, which was a full million before the broadcast, not only did not increase after the broadcast, but continued to decrease.

The president of the Poetry Association felt a thud in his heart.

He originally intended to cooperate with the Douyin platform to promote the charm of poetry and increase the audience for poetry.

But now, there are fewer people listening to the class, so what the hell is there to promote?!

Sure enough, when the first public poetry class ended, the mood of the president of the Poetry Association became even less beautiful.

The original online population of one million had plummeted to six hundred thousand.

It was simply cut in half!

With a heavy heart, the president of the Poetry Association turned around and called the other three poetry masters.

"Yes, the effect of the first day of live streaming is not very good; it can only be said to be average."

"After all, it is to promote poetry, so maybe the teaching method needs to be adjusted a little."

"Looking forward to tomorrow’s live broadcast."

But even if the three poetry masters made adjustments, everyone had to face a sad fact.

The popularity of the live broadcast was still continuing to go down!

It couldn't be said that the three experts didn't teach well.

On the contrary, the three experts taught too well, and they taught it to the effect of being too high-brow to be popular!

After all, teaching calculus to children who have just learned addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division—it would be a miracle if the children could understand!

This also led to a cliff-like drop in the number of people online for the public poetry class.

On the second day, the number of people online for the public class was only three hundred thousand.

On the third day, the number of people online for the public class stayed at two hundred thousand.

By the last day, don't even mention the number of people online.

It wasn't even one hundred thousand.

In just one week, the good mood of the president of the Poetry Association was smashed to pieces.

This poetry live broadcast was in cooperation with the largest short video platform in the country!

With such traffic promotion, it could only end miserably; how can we talk about promotion in the future?!

Thinking of this, the president of the Poetry Association was so anxious that blisters appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Until he saw the comments from netizens in the comment section, the president of the Poetry Association was suddenly stunned.

"Although I feel these professors are very powerful, sorry, I just can't listen to it! [Crying]"

"Actually, the number one person in poetry in my mind is someone else!"

"Me too!"

"But that person probably can't be invited?!"

"Yes! That guy is too dog-like; he’s probably still walking his pigs at his pig farm recently!"

Seeing that the netizens were all like guessing riddles, just not revealing who this person was, the president’s eyes lit up.

Isn't this talking about Ye Xuan?!

Once he thought of the netizens' suggestion, the president suddenly had a new idea.

Could he ask Ye Xuan to add a class to save the day?

Action is better than thought, and the president’s phone was dialed out.

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