Han Qingya, who was asleep, didn't know that her casual "Queqiao Immortal" caused a huge sensation on the Internet, so much so that they imitated this "Song Ci" style of ancient poetry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoYou must know that there is nothing like Tang poetry and Song poetry and Yuan Qu in this world, the so-called classical poetry here refers to those Yuefu poems before the Han Dynasty, and most of the literary poems in the following millennium were also created in this way. Therefore, the song "Queqiao Immortal" shook the entire Chinese literary scene in just a few hours......

"Looking at this poem, three lives are fortunate." "This poem is simply amazing!" "Immortal, ask for education!" "I don't know if you are interested in coming to my Shuimu Academy for further study, if you are interested, you can chat with me privately!" "The fairy is big, and it is also imitated as a song below, asking for guidance!" "As soon as this poem comes out, how can others be embarrassed to write again!" Various comments appeared on the official website forum of the ancient poetry revival conference. Of course, it is also mostly a greeting to express worship.

"La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la......"

"Hmm." A rapid mobile phone ringtone woke up Han Qingya in her sleep, "Hey, who?" Han Qingya picked up her phone, rubbed her eyes, and picked up the phone weakly.

"Hey, hello, it's Miss Han Qingya." There was a thick middle-aged man's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, it's me, are you?"

"Oh, hello, I am the planner of the Ancient Chinese Poetry Conference, my surname is Zhang, Zhang Hong." The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was introducing himself.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Han Qingya reacted at this time, sat up directly from the bed, and hurriedly asked.

"That's the case, the poem that Miss Han posted on our official website is very hot now, it is simply a kind of poetry, our column group, I want you to come and record a few episodes, you see?" Zhang Hong asked cautiously, in his influence, literati always have such and such quirks, no wonder he is so careful.

"Please let me record the show, really, really?!" Han Qingya couldn't believe her ears, it was just a poem, how could it have such a big impact! You must know that whether it is in the previous life or this life, Han Qingya has never been on such a national show, so it's no wonder that she is not nervous.

"Well, yes Miss Han, if you have time, I will ask our staff to contact you, what do you think." Zhang Hong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Han Qingya's tone, "It seems that she is another little girl who wants to become famous." Although he had to admit that this little girl was very talented, he still sighed again and again.

"Well, okay, okay." Han Qingya nodded again and again.

"That's it, Miss Han, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"Yay! I'm going to be famous, I'm going to be famous! "The wish of the previous life is finally going to be fulfilled in this life, how can Han Qingya not be excited, "By the way, go and see the comments on the Internet, go and see it!" Remembering what Zhang Hong had just said, Han Qingya remembered to go to see how "hot" this "Queqiao Immortal" was, so much so that the planner of the Ancient Chinese Poetry Conference had to call to ask him in person.

"Meet the Immortal!" "Immortal, immortal, worthy of being immortal, this poem is simply immortal Chinese!" "Ask for support, you can warm the bed, you are burly and strong!" "Upstairs talent, worship!"

"Damn, it's really hot?" Han Qingya couldn't help but burst into foul language, in the last life, the resident singing bar that got up early and was greedy for darkness, knew where there was a singing competition and ran non-stop, but even if he was tired like that, there was no sign of fire, and even the unspoken rules were almost experienced once. And in this life, it was so easy to detonate the entire Chinese literary circle!

"It's incredible, it's just a song song, it's not a masterpiece known to women and children like "Water Tune Song Head", it's just a **** classic, I really didn't expect it." Han Qingya muttered alone. When she copied this poem, Han Qingya felt that it would be good for her to be in the top three, you must know that there are still classics in this world, and this competition has attracted countless masters, Han Qingya really has no idea of competing for the first place.

"Qingya, eat, wake ......up" Just as Han Qingya was excited, Chen's mother walked in with a few lunch boxes, "You kid!" Before the disease was cured, I started playing with the computer again! Don't you know how to rest! Seeing Han Qingya sitting on the bed playing with the computer, Chen's mother said repeatedly.

"Mom, Mom, come here, oops! Come here! Seeing Chen's mother come in, Han Qingya waved to her again and again, you know, exciting things are also to be shared with others.

"What's wrong? What the hell is going on, so excited, this unlucky boy! That being said, Chen's mother still walked towards the bedside.

"Mom, look, look, I won the first place!" Han Qingya pointed the computer at Chen's mother, holding Chen's mother's arm and swaying.

"Okay, okay, don't shake it, what the first step is the first." Chen's mother, who was stunned by Han Qingya's shake, hurriedly slapped Han Qingya's hand away, and then looked towards the computer.

"Ancient Chinese Poetry Conference? National Radio's? If the two love for a long time, how can they ...... in the twilight of the dynasty," Chen's mother slowly browsed the content on the webpage, "This is what you wrote?" When did you write it? This is just a pre-selection, how can you be sure that you will be the first, this kid, really. After reading the content on the webpage, Chen's mother looked up at Han Qingya and questioned.

"That's what I wrote! I wrote it just when you brought it to your computer! As if she was not happy to see Chen's mother's questioning, Han Qingya proved herself in a loud voice, "The planner of this column called me just now, and he meant that he decided that I was the first, and asked me to record the show!" ”

"Are you in love? Who's that kid? I've told you everything, you're still young, and when you go to college, you can't talk about it now! Chen's mother didn't seem to care that her daughter won the first place in the competition, and asked the question in her heart.

"Uh, no, no." Han Qingya really didn't know how to explain it, how could she write such poems if she hadn't been in love, but Han Qingya copied it.

"I don't care if you have it or not, it's best not for me to find out, really, you're young now, don't fall in love!" Mother Chen warned Han Qingya with some seriousness.

"Uh-huh, I see, Mom." Feeling Chen's mother's concern, Han Qingya's heart was warm, this was a feeling she had never experienced in her previous life.

"Get out of bed, wash your hands, and eat." Seeing Han Qingya so well-behaved, Chen's mother smiled.

"Uh-huh, let's go wash." Saying that, Han Qingya was about to close the computer and get out of bed to wash her hands, "Oops! I don't know what I saw, Han Qingya was suddenly stunned on the bed.

"What's wrong? Really, you kid, you're shocked. Saying that, Mother Chen followed Han Qingya's gaze and looked at the computer, "Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building, Guitang East." There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart. Chen's mother slowly read out the latest comments on the forum, "It's well written, this time, your first difficulty is guaranteed." "Chen's mother graduated from college after all, and she can still tell the difference between good and bad.

"This, this, how can this be, who the hell is it?" As if she hadn't heard Chen's mother's words, Han Qingya muttered.

"Okay, don't think about it, it's not just a competition, I didn't see you so concerned about the competition in the school, go wash your hands and eat." Seeing the stunned Han Qingya, Chen's mother comforted her.

"It's different, it's different." Han Qingya replied unconsciously.

"What's different, really."