"Wang Xie? Which teacher is this? ”

"It sounds familiar, but I really can't remember it, my memory is so bad?"

"Who is Mr. Wang Xie?"

"I seem to have seen this name a lot in the past two days, but where?"

“……”

Liu Zhongyuan looked at the group of old immortals in the group, and they didn't have old memories like this, which made him show off, so he continued to type impatiently.

"It's the author of those enlightenment poems we discussed in the past few days, Wang Xie!"

Liu Zhongyuan's words were like a scoop of oil poured into the group.

"Wait, the author of the enlightenment poems we discussed these days is called Wang Xie?"

"Nonsense, you still say that people are young, and they are not yet able to take Chinese textbooks."

"Damn, we keep saying that people are young and young, but we don't remember their names."

"I remember that there were people in the group who said that they didn't have masterpieces, no, masterpieces are coming."

"By the way, the "Burrow Inscription" that Lao Liu often shows off seems to have been written by Wang Xie?"

"And Su Xun Su Lao's "Ai Lian Said", which is also the handwriting of this young man, right?"

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrifying."

"Brilliant, this young man is really talented."

"Wait, our junior and senior high school groups have also received a few poems selected by the Poetry Association this year, and it seems that the author is also Wang Xie."

"Quick, send it up and let us see."

"That's it, send it out quickly, let us enjoy it too."

“……”

Seeing that the group entered the poetry appreciation link again, Liu Zhongyuan couldn't help but feel a little depressed, this group of people didn't play cards according to the routine at all, and he really didn't know whether to send the line of "Wang Xie is my son-in-law" that he had already played.

I waited for another ten minutes.

After everyone finished appreciating it, the group became lively again.

"Don't say it, the first classic, I'm really curious about how his brain grows."

"One day, if I can write such a good ancient style poem, let me die immediately, I am willing."

"What good things do you think?"

"Let's get down to business, there are so many classic works in the world, so do we have to discuss the matter of learning poetry?"

"What's there to talk about, as far as this Wang Xie is doing now, you still have to consider which songs, after all, you can only free up 6 positions at most, and it's impossible to put them all."

"Hey, speaking of which, let's discuss it together in our junior and senior high school groups, we each have a quota of 4 songs, and we can free up 8 songs."

"If the textbooks in our Dahua District are moved, will the textbooks in other regions also be moved?"

"Yes, when we decide, we can report to the Federal Directorate General of Culture, after all, we are the source of culture."

"Then tomorrow we will first report to the director of our Dahua District."

"Good."

"It's a pity, I still have to brush a few songs."

“……”

The problem of learning poetry that has plagued everyone for a long time has been solved with this dramatic problem, and the rest is to report to the director tomorrow.

The director of the Department of Culture of Dahua District has just attended the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala at this moment before he came out of Dahua Royal TV.

He roughly skimmed through the content of the messages in the group, and then carefully read the content of other poems, and then replied in the group with a smile.

"I don't need to report tomorrow, I agree, let's have a finalization meeting tomorrow."

"If there is really no place in the textbook, then put it in the textbook for extracurricular reading, such a good poem, it is a pity to brush it down."

"In addition, the song "When Will the Bright Moon Be There" must be in a textbook, as for whether it is a junior high school textbook or a textbook, you will discuss it tomorrow."

Everyone in the group couldn't help laughing when they looked at the director's reply, it seems that the director is also a loyal fan of this song "When will the bright moon be there".

And Liu Zhongyuan, who saw the director's message, couldn't help but put down his hand that had been on the [send] button at this moment, (this chapter is not finished!) )

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Instead, the line "Wang Xie is my son-in-law" was deleted word by word.

But although the words have been deleted, Wang Xie is my good son-in-law!

Liu Zhongyuan, who snorted angrily, threw away his phone.

Walk in the direction of the bedroom.

……

The other side.

The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala of Dahua Royal TV has finally come to an end.

She Heng invited Wang Xie and Wang Fang to the lounge backstage for a while before sending the two out of the TV station again.

However, after Wang Xie walked out of the gate, he was almost blinded by a flash of light, and Wang Xie subconsciously blocked his mother's eyes with his hand, after all, his mother had never been through this kind of battle.

When Wang Xie was finally able to see the front clearly, he was also shocked.

Good guys, hundreds of reporters are blocked in front of the gate of the TV station, not only reporters from the official TV station, but also many entertainment reporters and Internet reporters, which looks so spectacular.

"Hurry, hurry, Wang Xie is out."

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze."

"Teacher Wang Xie, can you answer me a question?"

"Mr. Wang Xie, please ask if you left "When Will the Bright Moon" to Liu Qin'er, is it selfish."

"Teacher Wang Xie, is this lady next to you your mother?"

“……”

"Quiet, please be quiet."

The crowd of reporters rushed forward as if they had exploded, and even the security guards of the TV station were a little unable to stop them. Wang Xie was afraid of a safety accident, so he hurriedly stopped it loudly.

After the noisy crowd had quieted down, Wang Xie continued: "Okay, I can stay here and answer a few questions, but please let my mother go back to the car to rest first, after all, she has only recently recovered and can't be so tired." ”

Wang Xie's words were reasonable, not to mention that he was willing to be interviewed, so the crowd first stirred, and then slowly made way for Wang Fang.

Wang Fang glanced at Wang Xie, and then walked out along the path left by the crowd, Zhang Hongtao was standing outside the crowd and waving vigorously, next to the black SUV of Wang Xie's house.

Seeing his mother get into the car, Wang Xie was relieved.

"Okay, you can ask any questions, but I can only answer a maximum of 5 questions."

Wang Xie's words caused a commotion among the reporters again, but then they also understood that if there was really no limit, they didn't know when they would be able to answer.

So soon, the reporters present raised their right hands one after another, signaling that Wang Xie could answer with someone, otherwise you would fight for me, and the scene would still be a mess.

Wang Xie was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what the reporters meant, but he was also very emotional, looking at the reporters on the earth star, he didn't know where it was higher than the earth.

"Then the reporter in a black suit asked first." Wang Xie took the lead in ordering a reporter with the logo of Dahua Royal TV, and asked teasingly: "I was in your station just now, why are you blocking me at the door." ”

"Hey, hey." The female reporter in a formal dress smiled mischievously: "It was too chaotic in the station just now, but we didn't block people later." ”

After exchanging two sentences a little, the female reporter asked with a straight face: "Teacher Wang Xie, I want to ask you how you came up with the idea of using poems to write lyrics for songs, is it to promote Dahua culture?" ”

Wang Xie couldn't help laughing when he heard the reporter's question, sure enough, it was a reporter from the big platform, and he was asking about the level.

So he thought for a while before he replied with a smile: "Ancient poetry was originally meant to be sung, so there is nothing wrong with me using poetry." ”

Wang Xie took a slight breath, and then continued: "As for what you said about promoting Dahua culture, there is also some meaning in it, after all, I see that in recent years, some of the lyrics of the so-called Dahua tradition have become more and more straightforward, in fact, it is not the self-righteous words of cinnabar, Shaohua, ink dyeing, plain clothes, like water flowing years, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and scattered people at the end of the song, and then paired with traditional musical instruments, it is ancient style." ”

Wang Xie's answer was full of dry goods, which made the female reporter very satisfied, so the female reporter nodded and moved out of the way.

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Next, Wang Xie ordered another question from a reporter from Pineapple Satellite TV, after all, he is familiar with Pineapple Satellite TV.

The reporter of Pineapple Satellite TV was very friendly, and he asked a song related to the song: "We all know that Mr. Wang Xie released a total of 12 new songs on Dahua Royal TV and Pineapple Satellite TV today, which one do you think is the best." ”

When Wang Xie heard this question, he couldn't help but laugh again, and the reporter secretly rubbed an advertisement for his TV station.

However, he replied without thinking: "If you talk about words alone, starting with "Will Enter the Wine", if you talk about the effect of the whole song, then "Water Tune Song Head" is the best." ”

After answering the question of the reporter of Pineapple Satellite TV, Wang Xie casually ordered another reporter.

This reporter's question was very interesting, he looked at Wang Xie with a narrow face and asked: "Then may I ask Mr. Wang Xie, among all the singers on stage, do you think that singer has the best performance and singing skills." ”

"Hahaha."

Hearing this reporter's question, everyone else couldn't help laughing, and even some entertainment reporters were also brightly surprised, which was also a good question for them, and in an instant, there were already more than a dozen headlines in their minds.

"Surprise, Wang Xie's favorite singer turned out to be TA"

"Little [Father of Words] Wang Xie personally admitted that XXX singing skills are overwhelming the king and queen"

"The Story That Wang Xie and XXX Have to Say"

"Wang Xie's favorite singer is not Liu Qin'er"

"Wang Xie Songkou, XXX or Lyricist Father's Queen's Singer"

《……》

When Wang Xie heard this question, he couldn't help but point to the reporters and scolded with a smile: "You guys, you don't want me to go home." ”

As soon as Wang Xie's words fell, someone in the crowd answered: "Then you say it~"

"Hahaha." The reporters were amused by the reporter who answered the call, which is still funny.

"Okay." Wang Xie stopped smiling, and said to the reporters with a serious face: "Although Brother Wan Feng, Sister Shu Shu and Sister Dongfang all sing very well, Zhang Ze, Jiang Zong, Wang Li, these new generations also sing very distinctively, and even the vegan Yin Yao also has a good voice. ”

"But!" Wang Xie's words were sonorous and powerful: "The best is of course my wife Liu Qin'er." ”

Looking at Wang Xie's serious appearance, everyone thought that he could say something amazing, but they didn't expect to go back to Liu Qin'er.

"Cut~"

"Phew~"

“……”

There were all kinds of coaxing from reporters, and they were not very satisfied with Wang Xie's answer, but Wang Xie, who had a serious face, said that this was what he was really saying.

When this excitement passed, Wang Xie casually ordered a reporter again.

This is the fourth question, so the other reporters also looked at him expectantly, hoping that he would ask a better question.

But when the reporter asked, the reporters at the scene were suddenly silent.

"May I ask Mr. Wang Xie, it is said that Mr. Song Mingsheng and Mr. Song have been angry with you and entered the hospital, I don't know if you will feel guilty."

The person who asked the question of cerebral palsy was an entertainment reporter. As soon as his question came out, everyone else looked at it, is this a bad brain?

Even the security guards stepped forward and prepared to chase the troublesome reporter away.

But Wang Xie almost laughed out loud instead, so he waved his hand, and then signaled to the security guards that it didn't matter.

Then Wang Xie spoke slowly in the puzzled and incomprehensible eyes of many reporters.

"Then may I ask this reporter, I haven't seen him recently, how did I stun him?"

Wang Xie's words stopped the reporter who asked the question.

Yes, although everyone knows what Wang Xie and Song Mingsheng are doing on the Internet, and they also understand that Wang Xie is just trying to slap his face today, but how to say this? !

Seeing that the reporter didn't say anything for a long time, Wang Xie also kindly reminded: "Is it because of my poems today?" ”

"Ah, yes, yes!" This reporter heard that someone had broken the siege, so he didn't have time to see who said it, so he promised to come down first.

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But when he reacted, he was directly confused, what is Wang Xie going to do, is he blowing himself up?

Seeing this reporter's cooperation so much, Wang Xie couldn't help but continue to follow the temptation: "Then what does it matter if I write poems, is it because I scolded him in the poems?" But no. Could it be that he was stunned because the writing was so good? ”

"Yes, as a junior, even if you are very talented, you should not insult each other in this way when the two of you are in conflict." This entertainment reporter gritted his teeth, and finally put the things under the table on the table, anyway, he is an entertainment reporter, and if he offends Song Mingsheng, he will be offended, and he can still come to beat himself.

And hearing this entertainment reporter's answer, Wang Xie couldn't help but smile even brighter.

"Little brother, your idea is very dangerous. If I write well, I insult the other party, then you will underestimate Mr. Song too much. Or do you mean that Mr. Song is small? Disrespectful to the old? Treacherous? No virtue and no talent? Cracking down on newcomers? ...”

Wang Xie spewed out more than a dozen idioms in one breath, which made the reporters present stunned, and they found out for the first time that there were so many idioms they didn't know.

And the reporter who asked the question was also confused at the moment.

It's obvious that you are scolding, but in the end, I am behind the blame!

Looking at the stunned reporter, Wang Xie pretended to be helpless and shook his head: "Mr. Song, what a good person, how did it end up like this in your mouth." ”

"Tut-tut, it's vicious."

And Song Mingsheng, who was in the hospital, also saw this interview on TV.

"Murder and heart, murder and heart..."

Song Mingsheng, who had just woken up, pointed to the TV with trembling hands, and then fainted angrily again.

"Come on, Song Mingsheng from bed No. 4 fainted again."

Why three?

Because when Song Mingsheng was sent to the hospital for rescue, the nurse was afraid that he would be bored and turned on the TV for him, it happened to be Pineapple Satellite TV again, and when he pressed his chest to see that it was over, he fainted again, counting this time This is the third time he fainted today.

Wang Xie naturally didn't know about Song Mingsheng, so he immediately pointed to a reporter again.

The reporter may have been frightened by what happened to the entertainment reporter just now, so he cringed and asked, "Wang Xie... Teacher, among the many new songs, which one is your favorite? ”

"Alas~"

Hearing this reporter's question, the other reporters collectively sighed and asked seriously.

After seeing everyone's performance, the reporter also reacted instantly, so he quickly remedied: "I mean the songs other than "Will Enter the Wine" and "Water Tune Song Head". ”

Very simple question.

But Wang Xie fell into deep thought.

ps: It's overwritten, so just send it in a chapter.

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