"Before you say it, declare that no matter which newspaper you are in, Lao Tzu is the same. After reading online articles for so many years, I became an author, and I hate to see those villains who tend to be inflammatory, for the sake of such a little money, following behind the ass of the great god to fan the flames, and I don't have a fucking position at all! Hang Jun's voice came out of the speaker.

King Lear replied in a harmonious voice: "Of course, it is because I read your article that I feel that you are very disciplined!" ”

"Well, I'm very full of discipline, unlike others, uh, by the way, you pay for interviews, right?" Hang Jun's tone changed, "I saw an online video today, what is the strange thing about Middleley Street, some people say that the interview is at least 500 dollars." ”

"Well, you'll have to pay for the interview." King Lear paused, "You must have to give this interview as well." ”

"How much?" Hang Jun's tone was full of anticipation.

"How about five hundred?" King Lear asked, and Dolby nodded, not worrying about the budget at all now.

"Uh... What the? It's not a starting point, right? Hang Jun was visibly surprised.

"I'm talking about dollars!" King Lear emphasized.

The other side seemed to be coughing, and after a while, someone struggled to speak: "Okay, you can give it first!" Ahem..."

"How do you receive it?" King Lear asked politely.

"If you use US dollars, can you use WeChat red envelopes to receive them? Do you want Alipay? ”

"This is whatever you want, we can do it, and giving out red envelopes is also a popular trend in the world, hehe!"

"It's all popular internationally?" Hang Jun asked in surprise.

"Ahem, yes! We often send messages back and forth between our friends, anyway... That's the money. ”

"Okay!" Hang Jun reported his WeChat account, and after a while, a friend applied.

As soon as I passed, a red envelope came from the opposite side of the brush, clicked on it, and gasped.

Directly it is six hundred and sixty-six.

"Why not dollars? This is not enough RMB! As a result, before he could finish thinking about it, four more red envelopes came from the opposite side.

Every point is six-six-six.

"Much more!" Hang Jun smiled.

"Actually, it's for good luck." King Lear also laughed, he didn't care if it was too much, the boss had already said that the budget was enough.

Before he finished speaking, a red envelope was sent from the opposite side, and when he opened it, he saw that it was six yuan, six cents and six.

Hang Jun's voice: "Take care of it in the future, I have a lot of surprises here!" ”

King Lear was overjoyed, and if he could really make a big deal, the prize money for the group would be tens of thousands.

"By the way, what do you want to ask?"

"It's an online article, do you have any books you like to read lately?"

As soon as he heard this, Hang Jun became angry: "The recent online article is really too weak!" There are poisonous potatoes all over the ground, and if you bite one of them, you will explode all over your, which is more terrible than a minesweeper! ”

"No, there is no good one? I see that there is still a lot of grain and grass. King Lear asked, following this tone.

Hang Jun became angry when he heard it: "The fart of the grain and grass, if you want to see it, you have to look at the poisonous weeds, what kind of taste do those individuals have, they only look at those unnutritious little white texts, and they especially like to evaluate a price, these brains are reverse indicators, do you dare to listen to them?!" You have to look at their grain and grass as poisonous weeds. ”

"Those who write books, I guess they can still have some ideals of their own at the beginning, or they want to write a book by themselves when they see that there is no book to read. The result? ”

"The result?" King Lear asked in a whisper.

"All the fucking ones are writing behind the ass of the great god, are those who can't read books worthy of being writers? There are no highlights at all in the plot! Mortals are on fire, and mortals are all over the ground! The soybean meal is on fire, and the ground is full of vindictiveness, are you farting if you eat too many soybeans!? ”

Dolby shrugged as he listened to the guy opposite emotionally saying something he didn't understand at all, why did you pick such a guy, is there anything useful to say?

"Did he write a book?" Dolby asked, tilting his head.

The person on the side replied softly: "Yes, it's a street, that is, no one reads the book, and there is no income." ”

"Start with his book, don't let him ramble and say that we can't summarize it."

Dolby turned around and went out the door, and the other room was also important.

As soon as Dolby walked out the door, a tall analyst blocked him: "Dolby, the problem of the Divine Comedy deserves attention!" ”

Mirzik, he led an analysis group dedicated to the interpretation of music related to the dead bald head, and those conclusions were partly for the three-view analysis group and partly for the ability analysis group.

Dolby was shocked by this guy's words: "Mirk, what did you find?" ”

"Do you know Chairman Mao? The one in China. Mirzik asked, squeezing his voice.

"Huh?" Dolby was stunned when he heard this, how could he not know this, but ...... A chill rose from his buttocks, "Does he have anything to do with the Divine Comedy?" He... Aren't they all dead? ”

"Someone has adapted his poems into a divine comedy, we found it online, this ......" Mirz cratted Dolby into his small room and took out a tablet, "we found..."

Dolby interrupted him: "I'll listen! ”

"Do you understand?" Mirzik was a little stunned with headphones, this is Chinese, it seems that it is still sung by a Chinese peasant.

Dolby ignored it, picked up the headphones and stuffed them into the other ear, and played.

It was only after a while, and the subtitles were all in Chinese.

Sure enough, I can't understand or understand it, but the music... It's a little hi.

Dolby was speechless, shook his head to follow, and walked to the corner: "Is there an interpreter?" ”

"Yes." Mirdzik pulled up a text from the tablet, "Probably, not so easy to understand. It's all poetry. ”

Dolby looked at these maddening literal translations and asked, "Did he write it during the revolution?" ”

"Yes. Uh, no, this song is for the past two years, and then someone used this song to skewer those poems. ”

"It looks like it's all landscape depictions..."Dolby frowned and was a little puzzled, is there anything wrong with these?

"That's right, there is also the source of each sentence, as well as the background of the writing at that time, for example, this paragraph was written by Chang Kaishen when he used the army to surround the Red Army on a mountain, and then here is when Mao took the Red Army back and forth four times in the Chishui River, and this sentence ,......" Mirzik is not surprised by Dubie's reaction, normal people don't understand poetry because there is too much content represented after just one sentence.

"At that time, before the joint talks between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, this sentence was that they had occupied the north of the Yangtze River and wanted to cross the river... And this, after the establishment of Red China. ”

To Mirzik like this, Dolby felt very similar to the situation in front of him, starting with Sean's dead bald head being bullied, then he began to make a fortune, and then he was found to have superpowers, and then the whole country mobilized to start the roundup, and now he is sitting in Los Angeles, but his side is beaten to ask for peace.

But the song itself ......