Chapter 510 The pen fell into a storm, and the poem became a weeping ghost and god
After "The Wanderer's Yin" came out, it didn't take long for it to spread all over the Internet.
Wang Zi'an didn't need to push his hands, and there was never a shortage of enthusiastic netizens to help push it out.
Although there are very few people who make their own clothes now, few parents have the skills and leisure work.
But it's not about making clothes, it's about the implications.
In this era, even though life is convenient and material pursuits have made great progress, most people still yearn for some environments in ancient times.
Therefore, almost everyone misses the love concept that in the past the carriage and horse were very slow, the letters were far away, and there was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime.
Therefore, many people yearn for the pastoral life of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan".
"I don't know if it's true or not, but poetry is really good poetry. ”
"Jiang Xue" and "The Wanderer's Yin" are both poems comparable to "Silent Night Thoughts". ”
"It turns out that the king of Pingyang not only writes poems that scold people, but also serious poems. ”
"What nonsense, the good poems of King Pingyang before were misinterpreted by yourselves, and the author is to blame. ”
"Yes, cheap men, waste, obscenity, can't find a girlfriend and wife, blame the woman. ”
"The world is really ridiculous, the housing prices are too high, the blame is the government, is the government omnipotent? The high housing prices are the fault of the whole society, and no one is innocent. ”
It's messy on the Internet, and it's super fast to change faces.
One moment I was sorry for me, and the next moment I pulled out a knife and turned my face.
Ren Xiaoli finally arrived.
As soon as she arrived at the scene, she saw this song "The Wanderer's Yin".
I also learned that it was still President Chen's "question" and that King Pingyang wrote it.
What the heck?
President Chen also knelt and licked the king of Pingyang, and was he willing to be a trust?
"I originally wanted King Pingyang to sing the praises of the disciples of Sanxiang, but he started harder, raised a height, and evolved to the mother of the disciples of Sanxiang. President Chen explained to Ren Xiaoli in a whisper.
In fact, Chairman Chen also deliberately gave Wang Zi'an a question, and he never believed in the fact that King Pingyang was live broadcasting.
There must be a deception in between.
It may not be all, but those who reconciled with him later are suspected of trust.
"Does that mean that King Pingyang is perfunctory with the poems he wrote before?" Ren Xiaoli, who was at the back of the crowd, whispered to Chairman Chen.
"It's possible. President Chen still has doubts in his mind.
Not only him, but most of the viewers in the live broadcast room were also suspicious.
But President Chen is not good at asking questions again.
That's too obvious.
As a person, I point to a face.
Besides, the above attitude towards Wang Zi'an is very clear, praising and letting go.
It's just that many people who know Wang Zi'an's character know that they won't "spoil" him too much.
Look at him as a person from a professional class, he was a popular Xiaodan back then, and what happened was not big or small, why did he become dumb all of a sudden?
It's not because he can't be a man and is too arrogant.
If he was a little sleek and knew how to behave, how could the students who came out of his top film school in the country be so neat.
There are also factions in the film and television industry, whether you want to or not, as long as you come out of this film school, you are this faction.
People in this faction are bullied, and fellow clansmen or faction bosses will not stand idly by.
Those who stand by and watch are basically this person who has touched the bottom line, and everyone can't help it.
Or this person is too bad at being a human being and has not made good connections.
It is clear that Wang Zi'an belongs to the latter.
Yuelu Academy, the courtyard is connected, the pine and bamboo, the building is elegant and atmospheric.
Because of the docent, it took two hours to finish.
Going out through the back door, you will be at the foot of Yuelu Mountain.
It was still early, and everyone walked towards the foot of the mountain.
The student's foot strength is very good, Wang Zi'an often exercises, and of course there is no problem with walking for two hours.
Li Kexin, Aragaki Yui and Hirakami Ryuzakura are practicing dance, and their foot strength and waist strength are terrible, so they can naturally accompany them to the end.
Middle-aged and elderly people of President Long and Chairman Chen are not good.
The two have already run to the toilet a few times.
It's not because the kidneys are so bad that the bladder can't hold urine.
They didn't drink much water, and a lot of what they drank evaporated with sweat.
The main thing is that they can't do hemorrhoids.
After standing for a long time, hemorrhoids will occur, prolapse the anus, and you have to go to the bathroom to plug it back.
If you don't take care of your body when you're young, and if you don't take good care of it when you're older, you'll have all kinds of problems when you're old.
The old man may not always be right, but most of them are right.
If you don't listen to the old man, there will always be a day of regret.
At the foot of Yuelu Mountain, there are ponds and pavilions.
Wang Zi'an remembered that in his previous life, this pavilion was called "Aiwan Pavilion".
There is no name in this world, just a resting place, no name and no point, and there is no ancient fragrance.
"Mr. Wang, let's give us a name for this nameless little pavilion. "The leaders of the Star City Tourism Bureau also came.
The tourism bureau and those who engage in publicity know that the influence of celebrities is only temporary.
Literati are the masters of this world.
Wonderful pen and flowers, life and death are not for fun.
How many of them can become tangible or intangible cultural heritage that are not related to literati?
5A scenic spots, how many are not related to literati?
The handwriting left in the scenic spot is not a star, or even a national leader, but a literati.
The pen fell into a storm, and the poem became a weeping ghost and god.
It is they who have contributed decades or even thousands of years of publicity to the scenic spot.
"Mr. Wang, I just found out that "Jiang Xue" and "Wanderer's Yin" are related to winter and spring, at the end of midsummer, can there be another poem related to summer and the pavilion?" Ren Xiaoli also took the opportunity to speak.
When King Pingyang wrote the first two poems, she was not there, and she felt sorry.
Now, let's settle the old accounts together.
Although it has been proved that King Pingyang is not in vain, he is not at all, and he is ready to broadcast this matter, but Ren Xiaoli still doesn't believe it.
If one theme doesn't bother you, then two themes.
I don't believe it, you're still prepared.
President Chen glared at Ren Xiaoli, door, you are a little too much.
Principal Long silently lifted his anus, Made, a man with hemorrhoids is really painful.
But now is not the time to complain about this, he is a little dissatisfied with President Chen and Ren Xiaoli.
The king of Pingyang is my guest, what are you here to have a good time?
With so many people, how can I invite King Pingyang to dinner at night, set almost?
This Ren Xiaoli is obviously dissatisfied with the title of Pingyang Wang's genius and ghost, and wants to lose face to the other party.
Principal Long is very good, a young man like Wang Zi'an may not be able to see it, how can he not see it.
Just when he was a little worried that Wang Zi'an couldn't deal with it, Wang Zi'an muttered: "It has something to do with the summer and the pavilion, right? ”
Well?
So crisp!
Ren Xiaoli was taken aback.
Principal Long's eyes lit up.
Is the combat power of King Pingyang off the charts today?
The leaders of the tourism bureau are also a little excited and looking forward to it.
Crossing the pavilion and looking at the pond below, in less than half a minute, Wang Zi'an laughed.
Come on!