"It is said on the Internet that you are a representative of vulgar culture. Everyone says, 'The North Slow Hand, the South Douyin, the two Taidou in the Zhi Barrier World'. Personally, I have a negative attitude towards this statement. ”

"For example, the southern poet has inherited and carried forward the traditional culture very well. ”

"For such an excellent short video creator, your company should also strongly encourage and support it. ”

"I will definitely report to the higher authorities, and you Douyin will wait for the reward. ”

Zhao Han praised endlessly.

Wen Jiu was even more confused when he heard it, although Douyin was hot, but his reputation had not been good, and the regulatory authorities had been giving them orders.

How did this suddenly turn sexual?

Could it be that the southern poet really has such a demonic nature?

No way!

It can't be the son of a certain big guy who came out to play tickets, right?

At this time, Zhao Han said his main purpose:

"By the way, you can contact the southern poet, our department wants to learn from his creativity and content, and create an excellent cultural program to show foreign friends, of course, we will give him a certain amount of financial compensation. ”

Before hanging up the phone, Zhao Han added meaningfully:

In the future, the state will focus on supporting talents in traditional culture and realizing cultural rejuvenation! In the future, you Douyin must discover more high-quality talents like southern poets. ”

Toot toot!

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Wenjiu's expression was stunned!

Zhao Han's last sentence seemed to convey something, could it be the country's policy......

Wen Jiu seemed to grasp something, and shook his head, still confused.

What Southern poets?

Are you sure it's not the second generation of officials?

Inexplicable!

However, he still understood the deep meaning of Zhao Han's words.

He immediately opened the Douyin app and searched for "Southern Poet".

When he saw the video, he was shocked.

He finally understood the meaning of Zhao Han's words!

This...... Classic!

It's a textbook that can be selected.

This video is not popular, and it is intolerable.

He immediately called his secretary and sternly commanded:

"Immediately certify the account of the Southern Poet as a 'high-quality original short video content creator', increase his account weight, and support traffic. Make every effort to promote his videos, pop-up window push, homepage push, ad push, headline push, ......"

"Immediately have the editor reviewing this video contact him......"

After these orders were issued, it was almost time to get off work, and everyone had to work overtime again to get busy.

And the name of the southern poet also spread throughout the Douyin company.

Who is he?

Mr. Wen's relatives?

There has never been an Internet celebrity who can let Mr. Wen personally order to promote!

So awesome!

It's going to be on fire!

......

......

Mood +6.

Mood +8.

Sentiment +5.

Looking at the rising emotional value, Nanli was not surprised.

This song "Ugly Slave - Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall" is too classic, and it is appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar, even ordinary people who have not read a book can also feel the extraordinary talent in the words, otherwise how can it be systematically rated as a four-star work.

Nanli strikes while the iron is hot, and plans to record a second video!

A mere word doesn't prove anything!

Nanli wants to slap the troll's face hard!

Say I'm not talented?

Hehe, Lao Tzu has a system!

Coming out of the mall, Nanli bought a lyre, of course, it was not a guqin, but an imitation of today's people.

The lyre, also known as the Yaoqin and the Yuqin, is a traditional plucked string instrument of the Chinese people on the earth, with a long history, a wide range, a deep timbre, and a long aftersound.

"Qin" is a very important vein in Chinese culture, the so-called qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, guqin because of the clear, harmonious, light, elegant musical character of the literati embodies the arrogant and otherworldly mentality of the literati.

Art always figures it out, and the planet where Nanli is located also had something similar to the lyre in ancient times, but because of the two hundred years of war, the specific playing method has long been lost!

In short, as the most important part of traditional culture, Nanli must master it.

Although he got Yu Boya's piano skills, he has not tried it specifically.

When he returned home, he burned incense, bathed, and changed into a wide robe.

This is a sign of respect for the piano and a way to quiet one's heart.

Only by calming down can you truly enter the palace of music.

He carefully understood Yu Boya's enthusiasm and perception of music in his mind.

Finally, he slowly raised his hand and placed it on the strings, as if he were caressing his lifelong friend.

"Zheng... Zheng ...... Sonorous ......"

From the stumbling at the beginning to entering the room, it only took two hours.

"Alright, it worked. ”

Nan Li stopped, absorbing and digesting so much content at once, it was very draining.

He was a little tired now, and his stomach was still rumbling with hunger.

walked out of the house, went to the restaurant downstairs, ordered a dish, two large bowls of rice, and after eating, Nanli returned home, hugged the qin, and walked out of the house again.

Tang Tian held the stabilizer, set up the SLR, and followed behind.

They want to strike while the iron is hot and shoot a second short video.

This time, Nanli wants to show off his newly learned skill - the seven-string guqin.

Nan Li was dressed in a Taoist robe, his long hair was flying, and he walked on the street, extremely stylish. People passing by, both men and women, will look at him a few more times, did this young man save the universe in his last life, he looks so handsome? There is no trace of a knife on his face, his skin is crystal clear, oh my God, they all grew up eating gutter oil and poisoned milk powder, why are you so beautiful?

Oh my God, how can you be so handsome, are you out angry? I'm not alive! I'm going to die!

Nanli used to be popular, but he had never been so concerned, which made him feel like he stood out from the crowd.

Helplessly, he went to the street to buy a mask, wanting to cover his prosperous beauty, and the young lady who sold the mask saw that he was too handsome, not only did she not ask for money, but also cried and shouted that she wanted to marry him.

Nanli collapsed, oh my God, it's also a pain to be too handsome!

Nanli came to the Ancient City Park of the Magic City, where there was a ruined ancient city wall, which was just right for what he was going to shoot next.

Nanli sat on the head of the city, set up the guqin, Tang Tian held the stabilizer tightly, and the camera was aimed at Nanli.

This time, he still didn't show his face, and the SLR could only record his hand playing the piano.

It's still sunset.

It's still a lonely back.

The ancient city wall, which has been baptized by thousands of years, has long been broken.

The city tower, which is accustomed to seeing the wind and frost and autumn moon, has long been dilapidated.

The man sat there with a guqin in front of him, and as soon as the camera turned, the pair of slender and powerful hands moved.

The moving sound of silk and bamboo also sounded at this moment.

Melodious, low, crisp like dew dripping in the river.

A song "Jun Mo Chou", may you not be sad in this life.

A song "Poppy Beauty", when is the end of spring flowers and autumn moon.

As soon as the prelude to the music fell, the man was heard chanting softly:

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon......?

......

......

[I dare to say that no one will memorize this poem except the author, and I will be slapped in the face with a recommendation vote! ]