The director of this year's Spring Festival Gala is a domestic film director named Zhang Lingxin.

Compared with Lu Song's status, the status of the rivers and lakes is only a little worse than Lu Song.

And Zhang Lingxin has actually coveted Song Ci's script for a long, long time.

But there has been no way to get in touch with Song Ci.

In fact, I have communicated with Song Ci's company many times through my own company before.

However, the relevant cooperation applications were rejected by Song Ci.

So this time, when he met Song Ciyi, of course, he gave Song Ci a big hug, and then laughed and said:

"Brother Song Ci, I finally met you, I've really been friends for a long time, you don't know how much I like your script.

"When I had tea with Lu Song before, he bragged to me every day, saying how powerful your script is, especially this comedy in this year's Spring Festival, I heard that it is particularly awesome, I can't wait to watch it now, we must cooperate in a drama if we have the opportunity, I think my filming style is very suitable for your script!"

As soon as Zhang Lingxin came up, he didn't give Song Ci a chance to speak at all, a long list of balabala.

The words are revealing the meaning of wanting to cooperate with Song Ci.

Several staff members and Song Ci's team members standing next to the two people all had official smiles on their faces.

I just feel that the scene of the two bigwigs meeting in front of me looks so warm and harmonious.

Song Ci held Zhang Lingxin's hand and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, Director Zhang! Here's a chance! We will definitely have a lot of cooperation opportunities in the future, in fact, to tell you a little secret, I have always had a dream, that is, to cooperate with these excellent film directors in our country, only different cooperation can create more sparks! ”

Zhang Lingxin said this, which can be described as relaxed.

The two of them held hands, talked and laughed, and soon came to the big stage of this year's Spring Festival Gala.

This big stage is a stage built by CCTV with a huge amount of money this year.

When you look up, you can see that there are a lot of lights overhead.

You can imagine how cool this stage effect will be when it's all on.

At this moment, the dancers who are dancing on the stage to Wishing you prosperity have stood on the stage.

Everyone didn't wear professional performance costumes, and at a glance, they were all girls, Yingying Yanyan, and they were a little dazzled when they saw Song Ci.

Before coming, Song Ci had already seen everyone's video versions.

Next, under the communication of the on-site executive director, he told Song Ci how to move when the time came, and there will be a few simple dance moves to be handed over to Song Ci to do.

The rehearsal began so happily.

There were so many people on the scene that it was a bit troublesome to schedule, and the whole rehearsal took an afternoon, and it was not over until after 6 p.m.

Zhang Lingxin was very satisfied, and praised Song Ci again and again with a thumbs up:

"I can see that you have some dancing skills, I think this show must be the king of this year's Spring Festival Gala, I have no doubt that after the first day of the new year, this song Wishing you prosperity will be sung in the streets and alleys of the country!"

Now that Song Ci is in the status of the rivers and lakes, it is impossible for him to have some opposing voices around him.

All such compliments.

But in the heart of Song Ci, who has experienced 10 years of silence, in the face of such a voice of approval, he has always been unfazed:

"Director Zhang, then I'll wait for the last dress rehearsal!"

Zhang Lingxin nodded, and then said with regret on his face:

"I'm too busy now, if I have a chance later, I have to treat you to dinner alone, and I really don't have a chance today!"

Song Ci also patted Zhang Lingxin's shoulder to show that he understood.

In the next two days, Song Ci gave his team a vacation.

Let Liao Jie, Song Xiaochan and others buy some New Year's goods in Shangjing City and take them home to their relatives and friends.

On the afternoon of the second day, he himself came to a quaint courtyard on the outskirts of Shangjing.

Here, Bai Yishan's friends who have led more than a dozen of his poetry circles have been waiting here for a long time.

There are mountains and rivers in this small garden, and as soon as Song Ci comes in, you can see heavy bamboos.

There was also the fragrance of plum blossoms, and Baiyun Mountain and others greeted them with a smile.

"Teacher Song Ci, I finally met you, I am young and handsome!"

"It's brilliant, it's just brilliant! I now feel that these landscapes and plants in my entire garden are contaminated with a monstrous culture! ”

"Today, you must speak freely, and strive to pull out all the ink in Teacher Song Ci's stomach for him, I can't imagine what kind of gluttonous feast will be next!"

Song Ci smiled and shook hands with these gray-haired old gentlemen one by one, with a slightly restrained look on his face.

At this time, an old gentleman from Yanzhou wearing traditional Chinese costumes held a fan, saying that he wanted Song Ci to write a Mobao of the Peach Blossom Spring on it.

As soon as his words came out, the expressions of everyone at the scene were a little strange.

Because everyone knows that Song Ci was ugly because of his ugly handwriting, he was actually sprayed by many netizens, saying that he was completely unworthy of his name.

Even before, I had pulled Song Ci, and all the poems and songs were ghostwritten.

Because a person who writes poems and songs so well, it is absolutely impossible for his words to be so ugly.

However, at this moment, Song Ci was not afraid at all, he faced everyone's playful and strange eyes, lifted the pen and wrote the beginning of the Peach Blossom Spring on it.

Everyone gathered around, praising Song Ci while watching it.

"Good words, good words, Brother Song Ci, this is a lot better than what I wrote before I saw you on the Internet, I must have worked my own!"

"Teacher Song Ci's writing is simply smooth, every stroke has its own place where he is free and freehand, it can be described as wonderful and wonderful!"

Song Ci was surrounded by a group of old men, and he was still called Teacher Song Ci in his mouth, he raised his eyebrows, but he was embarrassed to say anything.

Then everyone sat around, and a few waiters brought good tea to everyone.

said that it was an exchange meeting, but in fact, it was the reading experience of these old men on Song Ci's works.

First of all, the old man who came up to ask for Song Ci Mobao just now, holding a thick pile of books and began to recite it, and he read the two Song Fengyun series after reading.

"Many people are talking about Yue Fei and Wen Tianxiang about how tragic the era of the Two Song Dynasty was, in fact, if I read the whole article, I still think that under the background of the times, in fact, ordinary people are the worst.

"One of the characteristics of the series of Song Ci's 5,000 years of writing about China is. The focus of the camera is on the court, and it hardly mentions the stories of ordinary people, which I don't know if it is deliberate or how......"

There are some strange interpretations, which make Song Ci a little confused.

Time passed quickly, and by the time Bai Yishan finished his opinion, nearly 4 hours had passed.

Then everyone started eating and drinking again.

As he spoke, some people said that they wanted Song Ci to write a poem on the spot.

Song Ci drank a few glasses of wine and was also slightly drunk.

So taking advantage of this period of time, the popularity of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties series was so high, he stood up and raised his wine glass, and said to everyone:

"If you want to hear that, then I'm disrespectful. Let me give you a Mulan poem! ”

Hearing that Song Ci was going to write a new work, everyone's wine was a lot clearer, and their cloudy old eyes became a lot clearer.

Bai Yishan even quickly picked up the pen and paper directly from the side, ready to record the new work of Song Ci Nian Song at any time.

"Is Mulan Ci another character? Is it still a figure of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties? ”

"Since Mr. Song Ci is a character, why don't you introduce us to the life of this character first, otherwise we may not understand what you write at that time, hehehe!"

Song Ci drank all the wine in the cup, then put it on the table, looked around, and said lightly in a pair of eye-catching eyes:

"Everyone will know when I read it."

So everyone fell silent.

[Chirp and chirp, Mulan is a household weaving. I don't hear the sound of the machine, but I hear the sigh of the woman. 】

"Shhh...... This opening verse is a bit interesting, I think it should be a long poem! ”

"The charm is endless, the charm is endless! Being able to hear Mr. Song Ci reciting new works to us with my own ears is simply no regrets in this life! ”

"This Mulan is a woman, isn't she? Is this the work of a boudoir? Teacher Song Ci's pattern shouldn't be so small! ”

The crowd did not speak, but a thousand thoughts flashed in their hearts.

But his ears are higher and higher, as if he wants to hear every word of Song Ci in his heart.

[Ask the woman what she thinks, ask the woman what she remembers.] Women don't think about anything, and women don't remember. Last night, I saw the military post, the Khan ordered a large number of soldiers, and the military book was in twelve volumes, and the scrolls had the name of the master. Grandpa has no eldest son, Mulan has no eldest brother, and he is willing to be a saddle horse for the city, and from now on he will fight for his grandfather. 】

Hearing everyone here, I couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart, is this story actually the story of a daughter going out for her father?!

"Interesting, this is really interesting, this is actually a long narrative poem, Teacher Song Ci really treats us well. He actually recited such a new work in front of us! ”

"This is not the first narrative long poem written by Song Ci!"

"I feel that the background of the story is very miserable, in the era of war, a woman was needed to serve in the army for my father, how miserable is this!"

[Buy horses in the east market, saddle sheath in the west market, bridle in the south market, and long whip in the north market. When I leave my grandmother and go, I stay by the Yellow River at dusk, and I don't hear the voice of my grandmother calling her daughter, but I hear the splashing of the Yellow River. As soon as he left the Yellow River, he went to the head of the Black Mountain at dusk, and he didn't hear the voice of his grandmother calling the girl, but he heard the chirping of Yanshan Hu Qi. 】

"The writing technique of this paragraph is very interesting, East City, West City, South City, North City...... I love this way of writing! ”

"Teacher Song Ci deserves to be Teacher Song Ci, this picture is really coming to your face all of a sudden!"

"Another peerless masterpiece that can be passed down through the ages, just like that, Song Ci's talent is really unstoppable!"

[Thousands of miles to the Rong plane, Guan Shan Du Ruo Fei. Shuoqi spreads the golden watch, and the cold light shines on the iron coat. The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years. 】

"The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years, these short 10 words, it is simply a complete integration of the blood and tears on the battlefield!"

"It's miserable, it's miserable! Therefore, for ordinary people like us, we absolutely cannot allow it to happen! Thank you that we are living in an era of peace! ”

"In this way, the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties are actually a troubled era!"

[Return to see the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven sits in the Ming Hall. Twelve turns of strategy, reward hundreds of thousands......

【…… has been together for 12 years, but I don't know that Mulan is a girl. The feet of the male rabbit are fluttering, and the eyes of the female rabbit are blurred; Twin rabbits walk on the ground, can Ann tell that I am male and female? 】

After Song Ci finished reading, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip of it.

But Bai Yishan and the others were completely immersed in the atmosphere created by the whole Mulan poem, and they didn't speak for a long time.

After a long while, I don't know who let out a long exhalation.

Everyone's mood seemed to be suddenly broken, and they slowly woke up from the plot and the story.

"Good poetry, good poetry! Mulan joined the army for her father, such a story is a bit poignant and even a little miserable, and I have been worried about Mulan all the time, afraid that she will die on the battlefield and finally come back, which is really good! ”

"This poem can be made into a big movie, the picture is so good!"

"Teacher Song Ci, in fact, I have a suggestion, in the follow-up to your 5,000-year-old series of China, I think you can make a film and television drama while publishing a book, after all, you are also a first-class screenwriter in the film and television circle, I feel that such a two-pronged approach is indeed a win-win situation!"

"Mulan Ci" is a long narrative poem.

tells the story of a girl named Mulan, who disguised herself as a man, joined the army for her father, established meritorious service on the battlefield, and did not want to be an official after returning to the court, but only wanted to go home for reunion.

The whole poem warmly praises the woman's brave and kind qualities, her enthusiasm for defending her family and country, and her heroic and fearless spirit.

The whole poem uses "Mulan is a girl" to conceive the legendary story of Mulan, which is full of romance.

The detailed arrangement is very ingenious, although it is written about the theme of war, but it is more ink on life scenes and children's feelings, which is full of life.

The characters are described in the form of character questions and answers, layout, comparison, duality, intertextuality and other techniques, and the psychology of the characters is depicted vividly, which makes the work have a strong artistic appeal.

Bai Yishan's subordinates wrote wildly, but they still couldn't write down the original text of Song Ci completely.

He held his head high, and his eyes flashed with excitement like a galaxy:

"Song Ci, come and see if what I wrote is right, or you can personally write the original text of this Mulan Ci to us to see if it's okay, it's so exciting!" (End of chapter)