Chapter 19: The Poetry Board
Wang Mingzhi took a bite of the moon cake, which melted in the mouth, soft and glutinous, refreshing, and crispy......
"Oh, it's delicious!" he couldn't help but praise, it's delicious! Although this rogue plug-in is black-hearted, it can be said that it is delicious and delicious.
He nibbled on it again and again, bite after bite, as if he understood the mystery of the moon cake, but he could only taste it, not say it.
He seemed to have sleepwalked in a vast cold fairyland, cutting trees with Wu Gang, lumberjacks, felling lumberjacks...... When he came back to his senses, the mooncake had been eaten, and when he looked at his phone, he was surprised to find, "No!" More than an hour has passed.
It's so delicious that you don't even notice the passage of time!
Wang Mingzhi stretched out his hand, but his arm was not stretched out like Luffy, "It's really just a mooncake." ”
There really hasn't been any change in his body, but he is obviously more energetic, and every pore is beautiful, which should be regarded as a tonic. And it's only 500,000 yuan, it's worth it to be able to eat such a good food.
"Buy, buy, buy!" Wang Mingzhi waved his hand, bought all the remaining mooncakes in the treasure box, put them in the refrigerator in the kitchen and stored them, and ate them another day, leaving 3.01 million yuan.
After doing this, he looked at the handbook, and Neve had previously praised and commented on him: "What stuffing?"
Hu Xuanwu's group had a lot of unread information, the first of which was Ayiguli who said, "I'm going to play in Fule Mountain, is anyone coming along?"
"I'll go!" said Dipepe enthusiastically. Fikeira cried and said, "I have an appointment, if Feiming goes, I will change the appointment." Ayiguli @ he asked, "Feiming, do you want to go?"
Of course he didn't show up, they probably thought he had a cold face, and they didn't continue to provoke him after saying a few words.
Shortly afterward, Neve bubbled up and said, "I'll go too." ”
"Everyone who goes to the archway at the entrance of the park and waits, and gathers at ten o'clock. Ayiguli finally said.
Wang Mingzhi has been going back and forth between the theater and the apartment these days, and he also wants to go to activities and see things. There was less than an hour left, and he immediately packed up and went out, not talking to the book, and when they were scolding him, he suddenly appeared, and that was fun.
On his way to Fule Hill Park in a taxi, the Hu Xuan Dance group rang out again.
Ayiguli, the initiator of the event, said: "I'm sorry, someone asked me to go to Yuewanglou, I won't go to Fule Mountain!"
Wang Mingzhi was speechless, and suddenly didn't go one by one, are you playing tricks! If you don't go, I'll play by myself!
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Fule Mountain is located in the east of the city of Brazil, because of Liu Bei's sentence in the Three Kingdoms during the feast, "rich, today's happiness" and got its name. It is quiet and beautiful, and there are many historical sites, and it is a good place for literati and talented people to play since ancient times.
At nearly ten o'clock, Wang Mingzhi arrived at the majestic archway at the foot of the mountain, walked around, there were many tourists, but none of them he knew.
"What about people?" he smiled wryly, it wasn't really that none of them came, did they?
Suddenly, he turned his head to see Neve standing a few steps away.
She wears a modern and sporty orange jacket, a crop top and black trousers, and she stands full of energy. Her legs are slender, her slightly exposed waist skin is snow-white, her face is only covered with light makeup, and her hair is tied in a ponytail at will, but it is even more delicate.
At this time, her brown eyes were full of surprise, and she suddenly laughed, "Why are you here?"
"Neve, good morning. Wang Mingzhi said hello, and his heart was jumping.
Neve was stunned, frowned slightly, and forked her hands: "Director Wang, good morning." She looked around, "What about them?"
"It doesn't seem to be coming. Wang Mingzhi shook the mobile phone in his hand, no one said they were coming, only the two of them were left......
Neve took out her phone and looked at it, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ahhh
"Let's go, whether they come or not, we'll play ours. Wang Mingzhi said, the excitement couldn't help but rise.
"Oh?" Neve muttered to herself, this man was so strange that she was hot and cold, and now she was very enthusiastic, and she had just called her Neve......
At that moment, the two walked through the archway, accompanied by pedestrians, and walked up the mountain.
After complaining a few words about Ayiguli and them, Wang Mingzhi said again: "Neve, I thanked you a lot for your righteousness in the background last night, and I never had the opportunity to say this to you face-to-face. ”
"Then you still call me Neve?" Neve glared at him, she really couldn't help it, is this a friend, is he stupid or bad.
Wang Ming was stunned, "Otherwise?" He looked at her and became more angry, inexplicably, aren't you called Dunifu, "Nizi?" Suddenly something flashed, he understood, the word!
"Whatever you want!" Neve strode forward angrily, her ponytail shaking violently, "what do you like to call it?" ”
"Wait......" Wang Mingzhi made a bitter face, not that he didn't want to call, but it was really your words that were good, and the Baolian lamp blea...... Let's call it, Maybelline, "Pauline!"
Neve looked back and saw that his boss was unhappy, she quickened her pace and became even more angry: "I am your friend, you are my idler!"
"No, you're mistaken. Wang Mingzhi chased after him and said half-truthfully: "I moved my family to the Great Wilderness in my early years, and I only came back to Brazil half a year ago. The customs over there are different from here, and the names are not very good, and everyone is stupidly named. ”
"Really?" Neve paused, blinking in her eyes, a little embarrassed, "then...... Then I misunderstood, sorry ......"
"Nothing. Wang Mingzhi smiled, "It's that I didn't pay attention, I'm used to it." ”
Seeing that he was sincere, Neve's embarrassment quickly dissipated, and she laughed as soon as she bared, "I say! It turned out to be wild!"
"Haha, that's right. Wang Mingzhi likes her like this, "Don't be polite to me, I don't understand if you're polite." ”
"I'm so much more relaxed when you say that. Neve laughed happily and suddenly punched him in the shoulder, "Actually, I'm wild too!"
Wang Mingzhi Huo Di staggered, and he was about to grin in pain, I already knew about this, you have practiced Tai Chi, you have routines, you don't need to demonstrate......
If you don't fight and don't know each other, the two are closer now, and they feel good while climbing the mountain and talking.
After walking for a long time, approaching the majestic Fule Pagoda on the mountain, there is a small bamboo forest on the side in front of the tower, and a group of tourists are surrounding, and their applause is everywhere: "This poem is wonderful!", "Good poem, good words!"
"Go check it out. Neve ran excitedly, her back shut, "There should be your poems." ”
Wang Mingzhi followed her to the crowd in confusion, and saw a long and wide wooden board like a bulletin board standing in the bamboo forest, and the board was filled with chalk poems one after another.
He suddenly had a memory awakened, and this thing was called "poetry board".
This is another landmark of the Tang Dynasty, usually set up in temples, hotels, scenic spots and other places for people to write poems. Literati wrote poems on the poetry board whenever they went, and the common people browsed and copied masterpieces. In the ancient Tang Dynasty, a masterpiece could be circulated in a few days.
Take Bai Juyi as an example, no matter where he goes, when he sees the poetry board, he must first look for the recent works of his old friend Yuan Zhen, and also compose a poem: "Every time you go to the post pavilion, you get off the horse first, and follow the wall around the pillar to find the king's poem." "It's full of emotion.
And people are "princes, concubines, cows, boys, and horses." "The fish sellers and pork guys in the village, the laity have to pay money for their patronage, and the literati only need to write a new poem by Bai Juyi, which is the "old woman can understand" Bai Juyi's poems.
Therefore, Datang is really a country of poetry!
In this world, the poetry board has been passed down and further developed, such as the LED poetry board, but the most is the traditional wooden poetry board.
"It's a good sentence 'Why don't men take Wu hooks'!", "Wonderful!", "I love this song "Hu Teng'er" the most, it's really poignant. ”
Visitors were amazed, and the word "four poems" was prominently placed in the center of the board. Many people are jot down on their phones, send them out, and share them with friends and family.
In less than two days, these verses will appear on the poetry boards of the surrounding counties in Brazil, such as Deyang, Jincheng and other places.
At this time, a white-haired old lady clapped her hands and praised: "Wang Mingzhi! This son is definitely not a thing in the pool." I'm a poet in Brazil again!"
"Did you hear that?" Neve elbowed Wang Mingzhi next to her, and whispered, "Shixian." ”
Wang Mingzhi took a look at the talent value in pain, and it rose by a few hundred, to 3.02 million! Grandma, little sister, thank you.
The two stopped in front of the poetry board for a while, then turned around and left, continuing to walk on the bluestone road.
"Feiming. Neve looked at him, "This party is so successful, I don't think I have any regrets about whether I can be on Tang TV." ”
In fact, in Jiannan Province alone, there are more than a dozen Mid-Autumn Festival Galas that are qualified to compete, and the whole country is only counted as the local scope, and it is already impossible to count. And Tang TV's fifteen sets of Mid-Autumn Festival special only select about 30 programs, in fact, Jiannan Road only has two program places every year.
Even though it is 15 sets of Tang Vision, after all, it is still Tang Television! Who doesn't want to fight for it.
Generally speaking, these two programs, one is from Jincheng and the other is from other cities. Many times both are from Jincheng.
"I'm confident it will be us. Wang Mingzhi said seriously, and the recitation was also very infectious: "With our on-site response, the two programs can be connected again, and Jincheng's can't be compared." ”
"Hmm!" Neve nodded, puffing up her hope, "I haven't decided whether to go to Jincheng or not." This week, we are only playing for Brazil!"
She glared, raised her fist as she walked, and looked fierce, "Kill!"
"Good luck, eat chicken at night!" Wang Mingzhi roared into the sky along her.
"What chicken?" asked Neve at once, "by the way, what mooncakes did you eat in the morning?