In the face of Jin Shitang's rebuttal, Huang Lao did not speak anymore and fell silent.

Compared with the earth, the world attaches more importance to traditional Chinese thought, especially loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness.

And people of Huang Lao's age have kept in mind loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness since childhood, and never dared to exceed the slightest.

Now, Jin Shitang directly moved out of 'filial piety', and the old man was speechless.

"Huang Lao, I'm fine. ”

Liu Zixia recovered faster than he imagined, he calmed down, and there was a monstrous anger hidden under his calm face: "Jin Laogou, you continue!"

What politeness, what humility, it!

Don't you want to die? Well, no one can save you today!

In fact, Jin Shitang's strategy was successful, and the reason why he stimulated Liu Zixia like this was to use such words to affect Liu Zixia's mood, and thus affect his creation of songs.

"Liu Zixia, are you angry? The politeness you should have is gone, don't you want to hide it?"

Jin Shitang, who thought that his strategy was successful, laughed wildly in his heart:

"Whether you feel guilty about your mother or not, you have repented of this unfilial reputation! Since you have expressed your remorse to your father for your guilt, should you also admit your fault to your mother?"

Seeing that Liu Zixia still had a gloomy face and did not speak, Jin Shitang finally said his purpose: "My question is very simple! I want you to write a song that expresses the affection between mother and son!"

Speaking of this, he added: "I heard that you are a student of the Chinese Opera Performance Department, right? As a top student of the Performance Department, you must be able to use the dialects of all parts of China, right?

When Jin Shitang's words came out, all the viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned, and even the barrage that had been floating on the screen paused for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the audience exploded, and the barrage of curses hit like a torrential rain.

"Jin Laogou, it's a miracle that you can be shameless to the point of being a man, why don't you die?"

"Cantonese songs, Shen Nima's Cantonese songs, high-achieving students of Chinese opera, must they know local dialects?"

"I know that Jin Laogou is from Dongshan, is there any Lao Tie who went with me to block the door?"

"Hey, Demon Bell, there's a mad dog biting here, take it away, kill it!"

It's not that the audience has regional discrimination, but Jin Shitang's requirements are too excessive and outrageous.

They have never heard of it, and they have to ask for dialects to create songs, and in the eyes of the audience, this is obviously Jin Shitang deliberately embarrassing Liu Zixia.

"This old dog!" Lin Yue's pretty face was also covered with clouds, this kind of person is really the best!

"Mr. Lin, I know that Jin Shitang has registered an audio critic account in Panda Music, did you ask the backstage to delete it for him?" Meng Changkong was more direct and directly proposed to delete the number.

Choked by Meng Changkong's Geng Zhi, Lin Yue said, "After tonight's competition, let's talk about it." ”

Seeing that the emotions of the audience in the live broadcast room were becoming more and more angry, Liu Zixia suddenly said: "No problem!"

"Damn, did I go deaf just now?

"You're not deaf, I hear you, but what's there, I'll say 'Monkey Seret'!"

"666, in this way, my Xia seems to be able to speak Cantonese!

Although it is only three simple words, there are viewers from Dongguang in the live broadcast room, and they can naturally hear whether these three words are authentic.

Don't look at Jin Shitang settled in Dongshan, but in fact, he is a native of Dongguang, and he is naturally very familiar with Cantonese.

However, he still held on to a glimmer of hope, after all, how could a Shanghainese man speak fluent Cantonese without long-term practice and a local life in Dongguang?

With this in mind, Jin Shitang forcibly suppressed a trace of uneasiness in his heart and said, "Okay, I'll wait and see!"

"Now it's time to start the timer. Liu Zixia turned his head to the screen and said a word, then sat down in front of the computer, put on headphones and began to make soundtrack.

At this moment, the phone that had been placed aside suddenly vibrate.

Liu Zixia glanced at the phone screen and pressed the connect button: "Hey, why did you remember to call me?

"No, aren't you competing with Jinshitang today......? I can't rest assured of you. Li Mengyi's voice came out of the phone, with an obvious lack of confidence in his voice, "Is the comparison finished?"

Because today's shooting is a night show, Li Mengyi doesn't have much time to watch the live broadcast of Liu Zixia and Jin Shitang's competition, so she doesn't know if Liu Zixia has finished the competition now.

"Not yet, it's the last one. Liu Zixia touched Yueyue's little head and said, "Do you want to talk to Yueyue?"

"I'll call Yueyue later. Li Mengyi hesitated, "Come on, you must win the Golden Stone Hall, even if it is to give me a breath!"

When Li Mengyi first debuted, she was hacked by Jinshitang, but she has always remembered this matter.

"Well, don't worry, today I'm going to let Jin Laogou get out of the entertainment industry and out of the major online platforms!" Liu Zixia's eyes flashed with a fierce color.

"Teacher Li, it's your turn......"

Li Mengyi still wanted to say something, but at this time the director began to urge, and she could only say: "After filming these scenes, I will go back to Jinghua and come to the airport to pick me up when the time comes." ”

Dropping such a sentence, the phone hung up.

Although the two only exchanged a few words, Liu Zixia could still feel Li Mengyi's worry about him and the hazy love.

"Dad, was it Mom just now?" At this time, Yueyue pricked up her little ears and asked curiously.

"Yes!" Liu Zixia smiled and slapped his hand, "In a few days, my mother will come back to watch Yueyue after filming, is Yueyuegao happy?"

"Oh oh, great, Mommy is coming back again!" Yueyue jumped up excitedly, cheering and jumping, like a happy lark.

From beginning to end, whether it was a phone call or a conversation with Yueyue, Liu Zixia did not deliberately avoid the live broadcast camera placed directly opposite.

All, the audience in the live broadcast room watched all the performances of the two of them, and they didn't even let go of their voices.

"Wow, what did I just hear? Is Xiao Yueyue's mother an actress?"

"Woo woo, I'm crying, how can I get married?"

"Give me back my Zixia, I want to be Yueyue's mother!"

Liu Zixia's fans are crazy, this phone call, for them, is like discovering a new continent, and for those more emotional female fans, it is equivalent to extinguishing the 'bad intentions' of Liu Zixia in their hearts.

The audience's barrage frenzy began, and they all talked about who Liu Zixia was calling just now, and some fans even thought about going to Jinghua to squat and see if they could block the two of them.

At this time, another screenshot was uploaded to the screen, also a screenshot of Xia Yue's Weibo:

"The last question, I thought that Mr. Jin would come up with a new topic, but in the end it was just a cliché. I am now writing my last poem: "Farewell Mother"

Bow to the mother river beam,

The white hair is sad and the eyes are dry.

Miserable Chaimen snowy night,

At this time, it is better to have a child than nothing. ”

"I'll go, it's only been a long time, and Xia Yueda has made another poem. ”

"It's just that this poem seems to be a little difficult to understand, is there anyone who is big, come out and explain. ”

"Hua Lao, Hua Lao, call Hua Lao to come out and answer!"

Compared with "The Wanderer's Yin", although it is also written about mothers, this "Farewell Mother" is a little difficult to understand, especially the words and phrases used in ancient poems, which make the audience feel a little sad.

It's really a long time coming, Hua Lao is looking forward to it, and updated Weibo on time:

"Farewell Mother"

The first two sentences point out the theme of farewell to the mother, the son travels to a foreign land, the mother sends each other, the two face each other, silent, the mother's sorrow and delay, the son's sorrow and guilt, all in the words.

The third sentence is a panoramic picture of a blend of scenes, creating an atmosphere filled with strong sadness.

And in the last sentence, the feelings deepen step by step, accumulate layer by layer, and burst out when they condense to a saturated state, thus producing a moving emotional power.

The whole poem uses straightforward language to describe the scene that the son saw when he traveled away from home and parted with his mother, expressing the son's sincere feelings for his mother.

"The Wanderer's Yin" and "Farewell to the Old Mother" can be called exemplary poems that express the deep love between mother and son, even compared with the poems made by the ancient eldest child, they are not much better!

Hua Lao's explanation is very pertinent, and in the end, he also set the tone for these two songs, which is equivalent to putting them in a very high position, on a par with the 'Ancient Great Ru'!

"After reading these two poems, I suddenly missed my mother!"

"I miss my mom too, every time my mom calls me, I always think she's nagging, it's me who is wrong. ”

"I feel like I'm really unduly and I behave impatiently with my mom every time I go home......"

For the understanding of these two poems, not all audiences can bring themselves into the situation, but most of the audiences who have received the education of loyalty and filial piety still have personal experience.

Not to mention others, it's Jin Shitang, who is sitting on the other side of the screen, when he sees this poem, he thinks of his mother, and when he left home and went outside, his mother told him a thousand times......

Now, more than 20 years later, although his mother is still alive, he does not care about his mother, and even because of his 'reputation', his mother has been harassed and even abused a lot......

Thinking about what he had done over the years, Jin Shitang suddenly felt a trace of remorse.

Of course, he will never admit that he is wrong, because his greedy nature can always suppress this slightest emotion!

This time, netizens didn't urge Jin Shitang to compose poems, anyway, the poems he wrote were just perfunctory again, and they were not comparable to their Xia Yueda.

Jin Shitang's goods are also real, netizens didn't ask, and he didn't do it, no one is so shameless!