"Nanli is too arrogant, it must be blocked!"

Zhao Si added fuel and vinegar to describe Nanli as a heinous criminal.

Huang Mingming was suspicious, he was a little arbitrary and arbitrary, but he was not so easy to fool, so he found Nan Li's phone number and dialed it in person.

"Hey, Nan Li, I'm Huang Mingming. ”

"Oh, Mr. Huang, is there something wrong?"

"Come back, 5 million a year, the company focuses on cultivating you. ”

"Mr. Huang, I just want to be an independent musician now. I won't sell my body to any company anymore. ”

The word "sell his body", Nan Li deliberately dragged out a long note, obviously he was obsessed with the previous incident. At that time, he was a fledgling, and Superstar Entertainment signed him, but he only used him as a tool to make money, receiving countless notices for him every day, and trying every way to squeeze him dry!

Fortunately, Nanli had an extra eye when he signed the contract, as long as he made a profit of 50 million, the company could no longer force him to receive the notice, otherwise in the past five years, Nanli would have become a wasted person.

Now Nanli is not short of money at all, how can he be stupid to go back to be a working slave?

Hearing this, Huang Mingming's face sank: "Ten million a year, don't make any more trouble." ”

As a domineering president, Nan Li was the first person to make him retreat like this, but he was calculating in his heart how to squeeze Nan Li after signing the contract, giving him a full schedule every day, not even giving him time to sleep, and grabbing ten times the benefits on him.

Nan Li said: "Mr. Huang, can't you hear what I said clearly? I repeat, I don't plan to sign a contract with any company. ”

Huang Mingming exploded all of a sudden: "Okay, you're playing tantrums with me?" Nan Li, I'll let you finish......

"Get out. Nan Li replied coldly and hung up the phone directly.

Huang Mingming listened to the busy tone on the phone, and after a few seconds, a distorted smile appeared on his face, and those who were familiar with it knew that Huang Mingming was really angry.

"I don't know how to lift, put on a face for me, I'll make you look good. Zhao Si, you say hello to all the companies in the industry, Nanli is a waste given up by our superstar entertainment! No commercial performances and activities are allowed to look for him! No company is allowed to take over! I want to ban him on the whole platform!"

"Ah, Mr. Huang, the whole platform bans him, it's too expensive, right...... Nanli is not worth it!"

Huang Mingming sneered: "Hehe, what do you know? This is called killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys, if you don't take Nanli to open the knife, how can you suppress other star artists, otherwise whoever is a little famous wants to fly solo?"

"Yes, Mr. Huang is smart. Zhao Siwei promised.

"Nan Li is just a small character, suddenly he became popular, he was lucky, and he quickly passed out! Now it is more important to find the person of Nanfang Poet! He is worth 10 times that of Nan Li!"

Huang Mingming turned on Douyin and saw that there were more than 6 million fans of the southern poet, his eyes were even more eager, and he clenched his fists and said:

"Zhao Si, I don't care what method you use, no matter what price you pay, you must find the southern poet and sign him!"

Southern poets!

This is a promising master!

Huang Mingming got the news that the state will focus on supporting traditional culture-related content, and the southern poet has great potential in this regard, as long as he can sign the southern poet, he is confident that he will be shaped into an art master, and his fame will overshadow the superstar, and even become a national treasure-level artist!

Zhao Si nodded vigorously: "Mr. Huang, don't worry, I will do my best." ”

Huang Mingming shook his head and said solemnly, "I don't want you to do your best, I want you to finish." ”

"Yes, guaranteed to get the job done. ”

......

......

Here, with Nan Li topping the Weibo hot search list, countless people know that the author of the recently popular "Ordinary Road" and "Youth" turned out to be a veteran musician - Nan Li.

Soon, Nanli Weibo fans exceeded 5 million.

And many old fans of Nanli have also begun to return.

In a high school.

"The author of "Youth" and "Ordinary Road" turned out to be Nan Li!"

"Who is Nanli?"

"Che, I don't even know Nanli? You're on your first day of school, right? That was my junior high school idol, and he was a representative of campus singers back then! We all called him one of the three giants of penguin music in private. ”

"Yes! Nanli is my youth! I grew up listening to his songs for three years in junior high school, and confessed to my female classmates listening to his songs, and was scolded for being a hooligan. It was also listening to his songs that healed the wounded heart. ”

Now that the contract has expired, he has finally returned to the music industry, and we old fans want to support him. ”

"Yes, go and support Brother Nan!"

......

Not only the boys were discussing, but even the girls were also gathered around, turning on the douyin, repeatedly watching the video of Nanli singing, and chattering and discussing.

"Ahhhh

"Brother Nan is so handsome, isn't it! This appearance is even more handsome than two years ago, and he deserves to be my idol!"

"Wow, ah, ah, ah, how can you be so handsome, I'm looking forward to Brother Nan's concert, I will definitely go." ”

At this time, a girl asked, "Who is Brother Nan?"

In an instant, the murderous eyes of the other girls looked at her.

"Brother Nan, you don't even know? Do you have a childhood! It's the singer Nan Li!"

"That's right, you're too outdated, aren't you! "Just Like an Old Man Comes" has not heard it, you should have heard "Ordinary Road" and "Youth"!

"My brother Nan is so handsome, you don't even know?"

“......”

The classroom was full of commotion, and everyone was talking about each other, so that no one heard the bell ringing.

At this time, the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom with a Chinese book.

This is a very young female teacher, her name is Cao Xiwen, she just graduated from college this year, she is a teacher for the first time, and she is still in practice.

It took her three or four minutes to silence the classroom.

She then picked up the chalk and wrote two lines in the classroom:

"The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost and the morning moon. Frost and early moon, the sound of horses' hooves is broken, and the sound of trumpets is swallowed.

Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning. From the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the remnant sun is like blood. ”

This is an ancient poem!

The classmates looked at this poem, and the more they looked at it, the more familiar they became, and suddenly a female classmate shouted: "Teacher, isn't this a word on Brother Nan's Weibo?"

All of a sudden, the students in the classroom suddenly realized!

This is the word written by Nan Li, the headline of today's hot search list!

No wonder it looks so familiar!

Cao Xiwen turned his head and said with a serious face: "Yes, this is the work of my favorite singer Nan Li when I was a student. He is really an excellent, talented, and individual musician! I am ashamed to say that the teacher is the same age as him, but his achievements have far surpassed those of us peers! Yesterday I listened to "Youth" and "Ordinary Road" all night, and when I saw this song today, I was immediately shocked!

"In today's Chinese language class, we don't talk about textbooks, let's appreciate this poem together!"

The voice fell, and after a few seconds of silence in the classroom, a lively discussion erupted.

"Wow, teacher, you're also a fan of Brother Nan!"

"Happy, we will be good friends in the future!"

“......”

......

......

Chang'an City, White Deer Cave Academy.

Wen Qianqiu stood on the podium and was lecturing.

"Students, the southern poet's poem "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon" is definitely the first lyric composed by today, directly chasing the ancients, I hope everyone can recite this poem. ”

Old Man Wen gushed endlessly, he admired the southern poet very much, and even praised this poem.

"I'm getting old, I don't know if I will have the opportunity to meet artists like southern poets!"

As he spoke, Old Man Wen sighed faintly, his voice full of loneliness.

Suddenly, a chubby boy stood up and said with a light smile:

"Professor Wen, I think you are too mythical about southern poets, this poem "Poppy Beauty" is good, but you say that he is the first in today's people, which is a bit exaggerated, and I am not convinced. ”

Little Fat Dun said arrogantly.

Professor Wen was stunned for a moment, laughed at himself and said, "You are a child, you can't appreciate the beauty of art!"

Xiao Chubby Dun was very stubborn: "Professor Wen, forgive the students for disagreeing, this poem is polite, full of fat powder, pretentious, and inevitably lacks some domineering." ”

As the saying goes, there is no first martial arts and no second, and it is not surprising that literature itself has its own opinions, but this classmate's words are indeed a bit extreme, so Professor Wen was a little angry, blowing his beard and glaring:

"This classmate, the words are divided into graceful and bold, the southern poet's poem is the graceful style, put in ancient times, it is definitely one of the representative words of the graceful school. ”

Little Fat Dun arched his hand: "Thank you Professor Wen for teaching, I said, this word is not the first in today's world, at least I don't accept it!"

At this time, the old man Wen was even more angry: "Come on, come on, the pen will be given to you, there is a kind of you to write a poem beyond this poem!"

"Write and write, the student is offended. ”

Little Fat Dun didn't talk nonsense, took the chalk, and wrote the blackboard.

Wen Qianqiu stood behind and watched, he wanted to see what great works this classmate could write, and he dared to slander the southern poet!

"The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky call the frost and the morning moon......"

Wen Qianqiu read it and said with a light smile: "Hehe, yes, the beginning is very ancient." ”

As he spoke, Old Man Wen continued to read.

"Frost and morning moon, the sound of horses' hooves is broken, and the sound of trumpets is ......"

Suddenly, Old Man Wen took a sharp breath, his eyes widened, his voice trembled a little, and he muttered repeatedly.

"The sound of horses' hooves is broken, and the sound of trumpets is ......"

Hiss......

Old Man Wen gasped: "In just a few sentences at the beginning, it is sad and generous, creating a vast scene of the ancient battlefield! What has this little chubby dun experienced to be able to write such a beginning? With such a mind, he must not be a mortal......

Reading this, Old Man Wen wiped the sweat from his forehead!

Although shocking, he is still calm, because many poems are often powerful at the top, but the pen is not strong at the bottom.

And when Little Fat Dun wrote this, a smile flashed in his eyes, he was very confident, the author of this poem was the work of his high school idol Nan Li, and he believed that this poem would surpass that bullshit southern poet.

He wrote slowly, Old Man Wen's breathing became more and more rapid, his body trembled violently, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Male...... Guan Mandao is really like iron. Now we are stepping forward from the beginning, from the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the remnants of the sun are like blood. ”

He read the sentence tremblingly, "poof", and sat down in his chair.

This poem is only 46 words.

Shangque: "The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost and morning moon." Frost and early moon, the sound of horses' hooves is broken, and the sound of trumpets is swallowed. ”

Xia Yan: "Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning." From the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the remnant sun is like blood. ”

Wen Qianqiu chewed repeatedly and read it more than a dozen times before he recovered from the shock.

"What a domineering sentence!"

"I didn't expect that I could read such a domineering sentence in my life!"

"In terms of artistic value alone, this poem is a top-notch word no matter which dynasty it is! Between the lines it reveals the author's broad mind and unparalleled optimism of struggle!"

"Just talking about the momentum in this poem, from ancient times to the present, only a few people can write such works, all of them are dragons among people, all of them are princes and generals who hold the power of life and death!"

"The person who can write this poem is not simple, it is definitely not simple!"

Wen Qianqiu's eyes were cold, and he looked at the little fat dun from top to bottom, with a suspicious expression:

"Did you really write this poem? You're not lying?"

Little Fat Dun hurriedly shook his head: "How is it possible? This is written by one of the people I respected the most in my youth." ”

Old Man Wen nodded: "I'll just say! You can't write such a work." ”

"What kind of person can write it?"

Old Man Wen thought for a moment and said: "Life has experienced ups and downs, and he has always been a proud person. This kind of person's talent, heart, and wisdom are all one in a million, and such people are destined to be rare. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Chubby Dun thought for a while and gave a thumbs up: "Professor Wen, you are so powerful, you can judge the author's life experience just by one poem." As you said, the author of this song is independent musician Nan Li!"

Nanli is a musical genius who became famous at a young age, but was later hidden by an entertainment company and fell to the bottom. After disappearing for two years, it rose again. This is the poem he made to announce his return!"

Little Fat Dun said proudly, Nanli is his idol.

In the end, his eyes narrowed:

"Professor Wen, how do you think this poem "West Wind Spirit" is? Isn't it better than "Poppy Beauty" by southern poets? Therefore, students think that southern poets are not the best poets today. ”

"This ......"

Wen Qianqiu was stunned, pushed his glasses, and didn't know what to say for a while.

A song "West Wind Spirit", majestic and imposing like a dragon!

A song "Poppy Beauty", a thousand turns, melancholy like water!

The two poems are top-notch works in any era, and it is really difficult to judge which is higher.

And the words are divided into graceful and bold, these two words are one graceful and one bold, which can only be seen by the benevolent and the wise.

"Students, what do you think?" Wen Qianqiu had no choice but to throw the question to the students in the class.

"Professor Wen, I still like the Southern Poet's "Poppy Beauty", 'Asking you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward', these two sentences can be called the ultimate beauty!" a sweet-looking girl stood up and said.

Another boy retorted: "No, I prefer "West Wind Spirit", majestic and heroic, this is the word that a man should write!"