In the live broadcast room of Wilderness Survival.

Chen Zhe's sailboat sails slowly on the sparkling river.

A group of handsome men and women stood at the bow of the boat, the breeze blowing, and the girl's long hair gently drifted with the wind.

The beauty of the islands, the river, the moon and the distant mountains create a poetic mood like a landscape painting.

At this time, the number of netizens who watched the live broadcast online finally gradually rebounded, and the ratings of the show were also guaranteed.

However, those Lin Kongkong's fans still didn't give up, and kept leaving messages in the barrage to watch the live broadcast to rescue Lin Kongkong, and several operators were upset and ran to the chief director to cry:

"Director Zhang, Lin Kongkong's fans are still protesting, and we have to broadcast live to rescue Lin Kongkong. ”

"That's right, Director Zhang, they threatened that if we don't broadcast the rescue live, they will report us for this show!"

The chief director sneered when he heard this, and said disdainfully: "Let them make trouble...... I'm not used to them, I just broadcast two or three hours of rescue footage, and I have already given them enough face, this group of goods still want to kick their noses in the face?

No matter how live the rescue footage is, the ratings will fall! For the sake of a forest empty, it's not worth it!

Listen to me, continue to broadcast Chen Zhe's moon viewing live!Let those fans make trouble, don't bother with them!"

When the operation heard this, he nodded quickly.

"Understood!"

"Roger, Director Zhang!"

......

The other side.

Chen Zhe's sailboat.

He was leading the girls down the wind, drifting slowly down the river.

The moon rose in the east, reflecting the vast river water, and the whole river looked like a silver ribbon in the light of the moonlight.

Looking up at the sky, you can see bright, twinkling stars, one by one covering the night, like diamonds falling on black silk.

The banks of the river are densely wooded, which look dark at this time, and when the night wind blows, the tall trees will sway from side to side as if waving their hands.

Inside the sailboat, there is a boxy, planked solid wood table with a wide variety of food – ham, bacon, dried fish, fruit......

There were also five glasses of red wine, gently rippling with the swaying sailboat.

At this time, Da Qiao couldn't help but pick up his wine glass, smiled and said to everyone: "Such a romantic night, such a beautiful scenery, and so many lovely friends......

Come on, let's have a toast. ”

Xiao Qiao smiled and complained: "Sister, can you still do it? You are going to drink as soon as we get on the boat?" You are really a real drunkard......

Da Qiao was originally in high spirits, but she didn't expect to be complained by her sister fiercely, she couldn't help but be a little annoyed, a pair of beautiful eyes glared at her sister, gritted her teeth and said: "Stinky girl, you owe a beating!"

Xiao Qiao hurriedly hid behind Chen Zhe and looked for a backer: "Chen Zhe Chen Zhe, look, my sister is going to beat me." ”

Chen Zhe laughed: "You deserve to beat you, who let you always provoke her." ”

When Xiao Qiao heard this, he said depressedly: "Hmph, you two actually wear a pair of pants and deal with me together!"

Since Chen Zhe didn't help herself, she ran to Meixi for help, after all, Meixi is proficient in martial arts and is the "second biggest backer" on this sailboat besides Chen Zhe.

"Meixi Meixi, my sister and Chen Zhe have formed an alliance, let's also form an alliance with the two of us, so that we will not be bullied by them. Little Joe said quirkily.

Meixi couldn't cry or laugh: "Meng Fei, what kind of alliance or non-alliance, I don't think it's necessary......"

Xiao Qiao touched his nose again, and said with a look of loss: "Hmph, it's boring......"

At this time, Chen Zhe also raised the wine glass in his hand and said: "Come on, we have all been reunited with great difficulty, this incident alone is worth celebrating, dry this glass, I wish us peace and happiness in the rest of our island life." ”

Hearing this, Meixi, Yan'er and Xiao Qiao also hurriedly raised the wine glasses in their hands.

The five of them drank it all at the same time, draining the glass of red wine.

As soon as the sweet and cold red wine enters the throat, there is a burst of warmth, which is the natural stimulation of alcohol to the human body.

After drinking red wine, everyone's mood became even higher, and it was even more wonderful to look back and enjoy the scenery around them.

Chen Zhe put down his wine glass, slowly walked to the bow of the boat, and looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance, his heart was full of melancholy at this moment.

As a reborn person who has come to a completely unfamiliar world, Chen Zhe himself is more likely to feel nostalgia than ordinary people, because he has a deeper understanding of life and a more serious awe of this mysterious nature.

At this time, the river breeze was blowing, and the strength of the red wine couldn't help but surge up.

Under the influence of red wine, Chen Zhe suddenly had an urge to recite poetry.

The ancients admired the moon in the river, and there must be poetry, and after drinking, it was even more poetic.

Although Chen Zhe is not an ancient, when he came to this specific environment, his heart was inevitably touched, and he wanted to emulate the ancient literati and ink writers.

Looking up at the distant bright moon, Chen Zhe couldn't help but chant aloud:

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where is there no moon in the spring river?"

As soon as the two lines of poetry came out, a clear voice was transmitted.

Yan'er and Da Qiao were originally standing by the boat enjoying the surrounding scenery, but suddenly heard the sound of chanting poetry from Chen Zhe's side, and the girls hurriedly looked back at Chen Zhe curiously, listening to his poems together.

And at the same time.

In the live broadcast room of Wilderness Survival.

Netizens were also taken aback by Chen Zhe's sudden behavior.

The host Zhu Ranran said curiously: "Chen Zhe is ...... Poetry?"

The guest next to him nodded and said, "That's right, he is indeed composing poems, I haven't heard these two poems, probably he wrote them himself......"

Another guest said: "These two poems are well written. ”

The third guest also agreed: "It's really good. ”

But Zhu Ranran did not agree.

Because in terms of poetry, she is a person with a high vision.

Although Zhu Ranran is a host, she is not a broadcasting major, her university major is classical literature, specializing in ancient poetry.

Because it is her professional counterpart, she knows classical poetry very well, and it is precisely because she knows ancient poetry very well that it is difficult for many modern people to imitate ancient poetry into her eyes.

In fact, most modern people don't even understand the level and confrontation in ancient poems, let alone write an excellent poem, and many people just pile up some meaningless rhetoric and pretend to be very knowledgeable.

Zhu Ranran has seen a lot of such people, which makes her no longer hopeful that modern people can write ancient poems, and now Chen Zhe suddenly stood on the bow of the boat to compose a poem, she subconsciously felt that Chen Zhe was also the kind of modern "poet" who could only pile up rhetoric, but in fact he didn't understand bullshit.

Although the two lines of poetry he recited just now were not badly written, and the battle was neat, this did not affect Zhu Ranran's judgment.

"Even if it is Chen Zhe, it is impossible to write the words and sentences full of artistic conception of the ancients after all......"

She said to herself.

At this moment, Chen Zhe in the camera is still chanting poetry, obviously this poem is not only two sentences, but a long one.

Just listen to him groan:

"The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight flowers and forests are like hail.

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky. ”

Three more sentences of the battle were recited, and these three sentences were more wonderful than the two sentences just now.

Da Qiao tilted his head and listened seriously, only thinking that the artistic conception outlined in Chen Zhe's poem was quite wonderful, as long as he gently closed his eyes, a wonderful picture could appear in his mind.

And Ouyang Meixi next to her was even more appreciative, looking at Chen Zhe's eyes full of admiration and admiration.

Mi-hee is very interested in ancient literature, and has read quite a lot of poems and songs since she was a child, and in this poem by Chen Zhe, she realizes the same things as the poems handed down by the ancients.

It is an indescribable artistic conception, which can only be understood but not spoken, and she feels that Chen Zhe's poem seems to be written by the ancients, and it must be written by a great talent.

Even the host Zhu Ranran in the live broadcast room narrowed her eyes slightly after hearing these three sentences, she had never seen any modern person write such a charming poem......

"The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail......

What a verse...... I didn't expect Chen Zhe to be really talented enough to write such words......"

Unconsciously, Zhu Ranran's evaluation of Chen Zhe was a little higher, and she no longer looked at Chen Zhe with prejudiced eyes, but began to face up to his work, this poem made by modern people.

And immediately after, Chen Zhe's next sentence was recited:

"Who first saw the moon on the riverside?

Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year......"

As soon as these poems came out, the live broadcast room suddenly cheered!

One of the guests couldn't help but applaud and said loudly: "Good poem, good poem! This poem is really quite standard!"

Another guest also nodded again and again: "Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did the river moon shine at the beginning of the year?" These two poems are so interesting, not only the words are beautiful, but the ideas conveyed in them are also very philosophical. ”

Now even in terms of poetry, his eyes are higher than speechless.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did the river moon shine at the beginning of the year?

Such words and phrases, not to mention modern people writing ancient poems, even ancient literati have never written them!

Zhu Ranran studied poetry in four years of university and read hundreds of ancient poems, but none of the poems describing the moon can be compared with Chen Zhe's prime minister! Chen Zhe's poem has surpassed the ancients!

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Zhu Ranran was shocked,

"How could Chen Zhe be so talent......ed? Did he really write it?"

Not only Zhu Ranran has such questions, but even Chen Zhe's number one little fan sister Meixi has the same idea.

She looked at Chen Zhe standing on the bow of the boat blankly, and her heart was full of doubts--how could Chen Zhe make such an excellent poem?

Yan'er was also surprised, and said in a low voice: "Brother Xiao Chen, he ...... It's so powerful, and you can write poetry, and you can write so well......"

Da Qiao was not surprised, nodded and said: "It can be seen from the songs written by Chen Zhe that he is a very thoughtful and talented person, and it is no exception to be able to write such poems now......

"It's really like this......" Mi-hee was immediately convinced, and turned to enjoy the rest of Chen Zhe's poems.

At this time, Chen Zhe stood at the bow of the boat with his hands in his hands, as if he was the only one in the world, and all the other players, guests, and videographers...... Including the netizens who watched them from the periphery of the camera, it was as if none of them existed.

I only listened to him chant emotionally:

"I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Whose house is Bian Zhouzi tonight, where is Acacia Mingyue Tower?

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned.

......”

A poem seems to be endless, but every line of poetry is full of pearls, which makes people feel fragrant when they read, and it will not give people the feeling of irrigation at all.

After a while of chanting, the poem came to an end.

I only listened to Chen Zhe's calm ending:

"I don't know how many people return to the moon, and the falling moon is full of love and trees. ”

As soon as a poem was written, applause erupted on board.

Yan'er, Mi-hee, Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao......

All four girls were touched by this poem, and each of them praised it from the bottom of their hearts, because the poem is so beautiful in its writing and its mood is quite good, and there is no doubt that it is definitely a masterpiece that will last through the ages.

"Chen Zhe, this poem is amazing, did you improvise?" Da Qiao asked.

Chen Zhe did not answer this question head-on, because the poem was not actually written by him.

The name of this poem is "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", which is a famous work written by Zhang Ruoxu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, in the world before Chen Zhe's rebirth.

This poem has the reputation of "the lonely Tang Dynasty" in history, which shows how high the literary value of this poem is.

However, there is no Zhang Ruoxu in this world, let alone this poem "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", so of course everyone will think that this poem is improvised by Chen Zhe, rather than him reciting the verses of his predecessors.

"I knew that I should have memorized a work that was not so good, but now I directly memorized the most awesome poem in the Tang Dynasty, which is a bit excessive......" Chen Zhe smiled bitterly in his heart.

At this time, Meixi came over and said, "Chen Zhe, this poem is really amazing...... You can see that you have a lot of cultural accumulation, and you usually like classical literature?"

"I guess I like it. Chen Zhe nodded and said, "I will read the poems of the ancients when I have time to cultivate my sentiments, but I don't read much." ”

Hearing this, Meixi felt that Chen Zhe was just being modest.

How can a person who can write such a poem with impeccable artistic conception, words, and ideas read not much poetry? He must be a person who is familiar with poetry and songs.