Chapter 4: The First Qingming Poetry Contest

When everyone came back to their senses, they realized a problem.

What about the protagonist?

What about the true genius poets?

The song "Nearly Wine" can be said to make the brain-dead fans who originally belonged to Liu Kairui completely rebellious. have become loyal hardcore brain-dead fans of the Tang and Song dynasties.

"What about people? What about people? Chase!" The female reporter slapped her head heavily, and then took the rest of her colleagues, carrying the equipment and holding the microphone, and rushed out directly.

Immediately afterwards, those onlookers also poured out, and only Liu Kairui and the yellow-haired woman were left at the scene, and no one paid attention to them.

At the same time, the female reporter of "Gossip World" was looking around for Tang and Song.

Strange, how did this disappear? She was wondering when the phone rang.

Who could it be?

"You are?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I know who you are, Hai Xiaoying, a reporter who entertains the world, has a monthly salary of three thousand three, and has been oppressed by the old man for two years since he joined the company......

Hai Xiaoying couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, "Who are you, and why do you know me so well?" ”

"Hai Xiaoying, you are a smart person, let's open the skylight and say something bright, you just said the interview, let's make a price."

Hearing such a voice on her mobile phone, Hai Xiaoying immediately understood. The main messenger behind this is definitely Liu Kairui.

Hai Xiaoying bet her dream of promotion and salary increase on this interview. So, at this time, I was a little hesitant.

"One hundred thousand!"

Hai Xiaoying was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but gasp.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" The cold voice came from the phone again.

Hai Xiaoying's eyes were about to pop out. This promotion and salary increase, that's just a possibility. And what about this money, it is 100% certain.

"Two hundred thousand!"

Hearing this, Hai Xiaoying really couldn't calm down, and said excitedly, "Deal!" ”

"Good. You're really a smart man, but I'll put the ugly things in front of you, and if I find out that you don't talk much, huh, then I'll make you don't even know how you left this world! ”

At this time, Liu Kairui had returned to his home. Pacing back and forth in the living room, as if waiting for something important.

Soon, the phone rang.

"How's it going?" Liu Kairui asked anxiously. If that interview and report are in the daylight, then my reputation and popularity are afraid that they will plummet.

"Liu Shiren, don't worry. There is nothing in this world that money can't do. 300,000, I won't earn you a penny! ”

Hearing this, Liu Kairui's face was painful, but he gritted his teeth and said, "300,000 is 300,000!" ”

Liu Kairui's abacus is very good. However, the mouth of the people is more important than the defense of Sichuan. What's more, it is the current era of information explosion technology.

The first poetry of 1000 degrees is pasted!

In the past two months, this post bar has been talking about Liu Kairui's poems, especially his work "Remembering the Past" in the first Qingming Poetry Competition, which has attracted a lot of followers.

It's just that all this is a thing of the past.

"Silent Night Thoughts", this poem has been put to the top of the post bar manager, and the discussion coefficient has reached an unprecedented height.

Just when the landlords were discussing homesickness, the bar's 'Little Bird War Cannon' suddenly bubbled.

Little Bird War Cannon: If you don't wake up, it's too late. I don't know if I don't see it, and I can't forget it when I see it. In the past, I was a loyal brain fan of Liu Kairui, but now, he is like a scumbag in my eyes.

As soon as the main bird war cannon came out of this building, it immediately caused Liu Kairui's brain-dead fans to spray wildly.

"Lord, are you stupid~Bi?"

"Agree upstairs and condolences to your eighteenth generation ancestors for me."

"Grandson, there is a kind of newspaper with the home address, and Lao Tzu will carry a knife over now."

"Do you think that if you are the lord, you can slander our idols?"

“……”

The Bird Wars Cannon made a sneer, then responded, and pinned his post to the top.

"What the owner of this bar saw with his own eyes at the Yihao Hotel today, at the beginning, Liu Kairui pressed his old classmate step by step, but his old classmate was not in a hurry...... This is all secondary, and the most important thing is that his old classmate wrote a masterpiece that can be called a swan song for the ages in less than three minutes. ”

"I hereby present you with a masterpiece. "Near Wine" is gone, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and does not return. You don't see, Gao Tang Mingjing ......"

After the Little Bird War Cannon posted "Near Wine", a heated discussion suddenly started in the post bar. Immediately afterwards, they were divided into two camps and began to fight wildly.

At the same time, Xinyi Weibo also made a fuss.

'Pretend to be fucked instead of being fucked, Mother Liu, did you make it?' This is a Weibo headline posted by Weibo user Mosquito Elephant.

This Weibo not only has a picture and the truth, but also appended a video recorded with a mobile phone, that is, the ** part of Tang and Song's counterattack and stomped on Liu Kairui, although the pixel is not very high, but a clear-eyed person can recognize Liu Kairui at a glance.

Under this Weibo, the number of comments is soaring at a rate of 0/a few seconds.

A cat: Fuck, is this true, is this Liu Carrey so level?

Go up the mountain to fight the mouse: I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone. You can write such verses, brother, and I am completely convinced.

Sister Love Poet: Handsome guy, do you have a girlfriend? The Lun family has a car, a house and a figure, so you will accept someone, right?

Angry Little Ant: Genius, this is a genius, and the poem "Near Wine" is absolutely against the sky.

In just one hour, the number of comments has reached 3,000, and the number of likes has exceeded 50,000.

The discussion about "Nearly Wine", Qiandu Tieba, Xinyi Weibo, major poetry exchange groups, etc., have been debated to the point of white heat.

For all this, Tang Song didn't know anything about it.

He looked for a job for a day, but he couldn't find it. It's dusk now, and it seems that there is no drama, so let's go to the hospital to see my father.

Thinking of this, Tang Song prepared to go to the nearest bus stop.

However, at this moment, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

That's right, Tang Song heard it clearly, it was his mobile phone ringtone.

What's the situation?

Isn't your mobile phone in arrears? Why is there still someone calling him?

Tang Song stared at the strange number, hesitated for a while, and then pressed the connect button.

"Hello, are you Tang Tang? I'm the editor of Shixian.com! "It's a woman's voice.

Tang Song was stunned, and then sighed, "Is there something wrong with that?" ”

"Tang Tang, your "Silent Night Thoughts" has become the most clicked work on our website every day. Did you know this? ”

Tang Song shook his head and said into the microphone of his mobile phone: "I don't know, my mobile phone is in arrears." ”

Speaking of this, Tang Song seemed to remember something, "Oh yes, you paid me this mobile phone bill, right?" How much, I'll pay you back when I turn back! ”

An excited voice came from the other end of the phone, "Tang Tang, you are too out-of-sight, let's stop this phone bill." ”

"This can't work, I have a habit and don't like to owe favors to others, especially women!" Tang and Song Dynasty have a very serious tone.

"Then—when we meet someday, you can return it." As soon as the other party changed his words, he immediately moved on to another topic: "Oh yes, Tang Tang, actually, I called you, and there is one more thing." Do you know the first Qingming Poetry Contest in the magic capital? ”

"I don't know!" Tang and Song said truthfully.

"Tang Tang, this first Qingming Poetry Contest is very grand. Moreover, the bonuses are also very generous. First place, 500,000 yuan. The second place will be awarded 400,000 yuan. Third place, with a capital of 300,000 yuan. Ten people will be awarded the Excellence Award, each with a reward of 10,000 ......"

Hearing such a generous bonus, Tang Song's eyes immediately turned red.

"Tang Tang, there are still three hours before the end of the online audition. I believe that with your talent, you will be able to create something that no one can expect. Time is running out, I'll send you the link on your phone now! ”

hung up the phone, and then Tang Song received a text message.

The content of the text message is a link to a web address, and Tang Song clicked on it regardless of the traffic cost.

Seeing this, Tang Song was immediately happy. As the editor who called her said, the rewards were indeed huge, and the online audition was over in just three hours.

The first Qingming Poetry Contest is divided into two parts, the first is the online audition, from which the outstanding works are selected, and then the second link is commented by on-site experts, and finally the comprehensive information is ranked.

The requirements for the participating poems in the online audition are that they must be mourning poems. Tang and Song thought about it, and excluded Du Mu's "Qingming", and then a work to mourn his deceased wife appeared in his head.

It is the famous work of the Song Dynasty poet Su Shi "Jiangchengzi".

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. There are no words for each other, only a thousand lines of tears, and it is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, and the bright moon night will be short. ”

Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi", in China on the earth, the impact is far-reaching. Chen Shidao, one of the six gentlemen of Sumen, once praised this word with "sound should be through the sky, and tears should be through the spring". At the same time, in the history of the development of words, Su Shi is the first person to compose lyrics with the theme of mourning, and this "Jiangchengzi" is a milestone.

Reading this word, you can see that every word of it is soaked in blood and tears, and hear the author's heart-rending cry. Smashing his chin, Tang Song immediately registered the information, filled in his real name, ID number, and bank card number, and still used his pen name - "Tang Tang".

Soon, "Jiang Chengzi" was successfully uploaded, and then Tang Song looked up at the sky, and then got on the bus and ran towards the People's Hospital.