Chapter 290: Trumpet's Counterattack (Finale)

"So, who discovered Du Fu?"

"Don't say it's because some literati spontaneously recommended Du Fu's poetry collection after seeing it, I don't believe this!"

"Brother Zhu Quan should get to the point, otherwise the 'counterattack' will be gone!"

"Sit back and wait for the answer!"

"Hehe, make good use of search, I already know the answer!"

"No spoilers!"

"Warning, spoiler warning for the barrage ahead!"

"Ahaha..."

...

At this time, Zhu Quan's voice gradually changed from low to high, with a kind of stirring power:

"Many years later, there was a man named Yuan Zhen.

That's right, it was the amorous seed who "once made the sea difficult to water" who stumbled upon this trumpet.

He poked it in casually, read a few articles in a row, and couldn't help but be surprised:

Miracles! What a miracle! What a great poet this is!

These more than 1,500 poems are no longer poems, but great documentaries about an entire era.

Here are the heydays of the dynasty:

"Recalling the heyday of the Kaiyuan Dynasty in the past, Xiaoyi still has thousands of rooms. The rice is fat and the corn is white, and the public and private warehouses are abundant."

There are also the injustices of the times:

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road", "The silk divided by Tongting is originally from the cold girl".

There is a terrible war:

"Mengdong Ten Counties Liangjiazi, blood as Chen Taoze Zhongshui";

There is also the ecstasy of victory:

"But seeing where his wife is worried, he is ecstatic with poems and books."

There is the heart-rending pain of the common people:

"Don't make your eyes dry and collect your tears. The eyes are dry and the bones are seen, and the heavens and the earth are ruthless";

There are also numb and helpless sighs:

"Faith knows that it is evil to give birth to a man, but it is better to give birth to a girl. Giving birth to a daughter still has to marry a neighbor, and giving birth to a boy is buried with the grass";

Touched by the reunion of old friends:

"The night rain cuts the spring leeks, and the yellow sorghum is in the new cooking", "Tomorrow is across the mountains, and the world is boundless";

There is also a reserve of solitude and self-appreciation:

"There is a beautiful woman in the peerless generation, living in the empty valley" "The sky is cold and the green sleeves are thin, and the sunset leans on the bamboo." ”

There are also frightening flowers, and there is rain of joy;

There is the youthful Mount Tai, there is the desolate Dongting;

There is the sword of Aunt Gongsun, and there is Cao Ba's brush..."

Zhu Quan's use of the analogy sentence in this big scene was completely unexpected by everyone.

It's like writing a song.

When a good melody begins, the critic will automatically guess what the melody is underneath, and if it is the same as they think, it will feel good, but not more than that;

If it's different from what they think, they will feel new, but the quality is mediocre;

If it's different from what they think, and the sentence is good, then they will feel talented and full of praise.

And now, Zhu Quan's speech in this large section is the third situation.

With Zhu Quan's top-notch recitation skills, first suppressed and then raised, and passed in a low voice, it was destined to be a hearty Jedi counterattack.

Only in this way can we be worthy of Du Fu - the origin of the word "counterattack" in "a trumpet's counterattack".

The audience applauded involuntarily.

Whoa!!

Zhu Quan's words seem to carry the eternity of the entire era, representing the grassroots cry of the entire era, and finally intersect at this moment, thus sending out the strongest voice of this era.

Who else?!

Who else can be content to be poor and still maintain an optimistic attitude?!

Who else can face injustice and still have unyielding tenacity?!

Who else can break through the mountains and rivers and still have the feeling of forging ahead?!

Without!

At least in that era, Du Fu was the only one.

The audience at the scene listened to the blood boiling, and Dong Qin on the side felt the deepest, and they all heard goosebumps.

Looking at the impassioned Zhu Quan beside him, Dong Qin couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said in his heart:

"This guy is talking so many ancient poems, and he has crushed me!"

Of course, Dong Qin is not blaming Zhu Quan, but hopes that Zhu Quan will play better in this regard.

Because only if Zhu Quan plays better in this, then the leaders of Guotv will find out: It turns out that Zhu Quan has strength in news programs and has strong strength in variety shows!

When the time comes, after the recommendation of the leaders of the Ministry of Literature and Art, who spared no effort to recommend Zhu Quan, it will be a matter of time to dig Zhu Quan into literary and artistic programs.

Isn't that what it's like samberling?!

You must know that a good news host is much less difficult than a good variety show host.

In addition, Guotv is originally good at news, so there are often good news anchors, but good literary and artistic hosts are not long.

Now that there is a good seedling like Zhu Quan, it must be grasped in the palm of his hand!

"Aha, there's an inner taste, there's an inner taste, I get goosebumps when I hear it again!"

"It turns out that the poet is such a cow B! When I was in school, I only knew about the 'three officials and three farewells', and I knew that Du Fu was patriotic, but I didn't want to be so patriotic. ”

"After listening to this paragraph of Zhu Quan, my whole scalp is numb!"

"Li Bai should be happy that he has a fan of Shisheng!"

"Zhu Quan's recitation level has improved a little, and his talent is visible to the naked eye! It is said that I haven't graduated yet, but I'm still employed! ”

"! The only thing I'm worried about now is that Zhu Quan will get busier and busier in the future, will he not broadcast horror stories anymore? ”

"I've also listened to Zhu Quan's "Notes on Tomb Robbery" and "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" on the Himalayan recently, and I'm almost done listening to them!"

"Sounds like it's a radio version, right? (Auntie laughs)"

"No, it's a paid studio reset, the kind of audio drama."

"Hey, Zhu Quan's re-broadcast of this horror story is overkill! should focus on the hosting of "Pay Attention Together", this is the right way! ”

"I think Zhu Quan is suitable for interviews, he reacts so quickly, the issue of interviewing Xing Ye is a classic among the classics. ”

"But if you look at the popularity, it's better to engage in variety shows!"

"Popularity? Visibility in front of the upper leadership is important, right?! ”

...

Zhu Quan continued:

Yuan Zhi was stunned, he discovered a fact - it turned out that the greatest poet was not Sijie, not Wang Meng, not Shen Song, not Qian Liu, not Gao Cen, but the obscure and impoverished little poet of the last century.

Someone told Yuan Zhen: "The author is very pitiful, he died in a foreign land, and was sent back to his hometown in Henan by his grandson for burial, without even an epitaph." ”

Yuan Zhen rolled up his sleeves: "There is no epitaph, is there?" I'll write! ”

We can still read this epitaph:

"The upper thin coquettish, the lower Shen Song, the words to seize Su Li, the anger swallows Cao Liu, the lonely height of the face of Xie, and the beauty of the miscellaneous Xu Yu";

"Since the poet, there has never been a child who is as beautiful."

Du Fu died in 770, and it was not until the ninth century that the reading of Du's poems began in China.

At that time, even Han Yu, the biggest V in the literary world, changed his WeChat signature:

"Li Du's article is here, and the light is long."

After more than a century of death, Du Fu finally completed a great counterattack in the history of Chinese literature.

When I think about this story, I wonder a little: did he really not know the value of his poetry at all?

I suddenly remembered two lines from his "Southern Expedition":

"A hundred years of singing self-suffering,

I didn't see a soulmate. ”

These are the verses he left before his death.

It seems that friendship is fair, Li Bai, Gao Shi, Cen Shen, you never regard me as a genius!

Therefore, I have never regarded you as bosom friends. ”

"Whoa, whoa", !!

The applause of the audience rang out again, causing a sensation in the sky.