[175, Thirty Meritorious Dust and Earth, Eight Thousand Miles of Clouds and Moon]

"Man Jianghong"

Three words fell.

The corners of Zhang Yimou's mouth couldn't help twitching.

That's 300,000 gone!

At this time, Su Qingyun stood with a pen, he was not in a hurry to start writing, but was brewing momentum.

The momentum of this "Man Jianghong" is too huge!

The requirements for the writer are very high, and if the momentum is not enough, it will only spoil this famous poem.

Zhang Yimou on the side couldn't help but glance at Su Qingyun in surprise.

He could clearly feel that the momentum on Su Qingyun's body had changed.

At this moment, he was like a young general who had just returned from the battlefield.

There was a strong smell of blood on his body.

This is... Murderous!!!

Zhang Yimou once filmed the movie "Hero".

Among them, many extras came from the army.

He'd felt it in some of the veterans.

But the momentum of those veterans was far less intense than that of Su Qingyun.

This made him couldn't help but look forward to Su Qingyun.

At this time, Su Qingyun finally started writing again.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce. ”

At the beginning, these two sentences are dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and the pen is walking dragon and snake.

This handwriting is like a golden iron horse, and a decisive momentum of killing comes to the face.

"Good ......"

Zhang Yimou almost blurted out and applauded.

But he was afraid of disturbing Su Qingyun's thoughts, so he covered his lips and didn't say a word.

At this time, the next two sentences have jumped on the page.

"Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons."

"Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad."

At this moment, this is the situation.

Zhang Yimou was stunned, as if he had seen something incredible.

His heart turned upside down.

His expression was horrified.

Oh, my God! What kind of fairy sentence is this!!

At this moment, don't say 100,000 words, which is 100,000 words, he may be impulsive.

However, he was shocked and thinking at the same time!

This is more intense than a thousand words!

But how should I write this time?

Zhang Yimou felt that this alone was enough to overwhelm a lifetime.

Who dares to take it?

Who can pick it up?

He even felt that even Su Qingyun might not be able to pick up the next rhyme.

At this time, Su Qingyun started writing again.

"Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing. When the courtiers hate, when will they perish. ”

"Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. ”

"Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."

This time, Su Qingyun splashed ink and achieved it overnight.

This is the end of the incomparable "Man Jianghong".

And Zhang Yimou was shocked on the spot, with a face as if he had seen a ghost.

This poem is written on the top.

expressed his grief and indignation at the fall of mountains and rivers, and expressed that time is fleeting, don't wait for leisure, and serve the motherland as soon as possible.

As for Xia Yan, he wrote about the national shame.

"Jing Kang is ashamed, it is still snowing, the courtiers hate, when will it be destroyed."

At the beginning of this one, he wrote all his grief and indignation, expressing his heart to serve the country.

Especially those two sentences, "Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood." ”

Even in peacetime thousands of years later, I can't help but feel my blood gushing, and I can't help but feel like I can't help but pick up a gun and ride a horse and wield a knife to kill the enemy.

Zhang Yimou thought that Shangque had already written.

But I never thought that this time was even more exciting.

"Good words!"

"A masterpiece of the ages!"

Zhang Yimou read it five or six times in a row, only to feel that his scalp was numb.

Su Qingyun smiled slightly: "Director Zhang, I didn't lie to you, I will definitely satisfy you when I say it!" ”

Zhang Yimou nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice:

"Mr. Su is talented, just like General Yue is alive."

"I think that General Yue, who was in prison back then, was afraid that what he was thinking on the prison wall was nothing more than this "Man Jianghong"!"

Zhang Yimou said, his thoughts couldn't help but drift to thousands of years ago.

In that gloomy cell, the eternal one imprisoned Yue Fei unjustly.

That night, the moonlight was shining and the ground was silver.

General Yue sharpened his fingers and wrote an oath of "loyalty to the country" in blood.

This poem "Man Jianghong" writes all about General Yue's fierce ambition and his love for serving the country!

Even at a certain moment, Zhang Yimou couldn't tell whether "Man Jianghong" was written by Su Qingyun or Yue Fei?

Maybe the real "Man Jianghong" in history should be like this.

After a long time, Zhang Yimou came back to his senses from his thoughts.

He bowed heavily to Su Qingyun:

"Mr. Su is talented, as soon as this word comes out, it will be sung through the ages."

"I'm afraid that General Yue will be gratified if he knows about it."

Su Qingyun smiled faintly: "Director Zhang, if I can satisfy you, I will rest assured." ”

"Satisfied, satisfied."

Zhang Yimou was satisfied, and then said: "Mr. Su gave me an account, and I will call you the money." ”

One hundred thousand!

Originally, he thought it was an astronomical amount.

But now, he thinks it's worth the money!

With this song "Man Jianghong", it will inevitably become popular all over the Internet and arouse heated discussions among everyone.

At that time, the box office of the movie will at least increase by hundreds of millions!

You must know that the cost of marketing in this year is very large.

Maybe millions of marketing dollars are spent, and even a splash can't be floated.

But Su Qingyun's "Man Jianghong" has already won tens of millions of marketing.

"One word is only 100,000, it's really worth stepping on a horse!"

Zhang Yimou couldn't help but burst into foul language.

He counted, and the whole text counted the punctuation, a total of 117 words.

"It's only 11.7 million in total, and it's worth it!"

Zhang Yimou said beautifully, and happily transferred more than 10 million into Su Qingyun's account.

"Mr. Su, thank you for your help, if you need me in the future, just ask."

Zhang Yimou is very polite.

As the top director in China, he has no frame at all.

And he is so much older than Su Qingyun, he is "Mr. Su" when he opens and closes his mouth, and he is definitely approachable.

Su Qingyun arched his hand and said, "Then I will thank Director Zhang." ”

After that, the two exchanged a few more pleasantries.

Zhang Yimou took this "Man Jianghong" and left satisfied.

He also had to hurry to the ancient city of Jin Province to shoot the last scene of the movie.

After filming, the movie is ready to be finished.

On the other side, Su Qingyun was also very busy.

With Yu Minhong's hands-on efforts, Qingyun's preferred project was completed quickly.

In just a few days, the preparations were completed.

On the other hand, Douyin Company learned that Su Qingyun was going to enter the field of live broadcasting, which was also very powerful, and all kinds of traffic resources were inclined to Qingyun's optimization.

"Mr. Su, at 7 o'clock tomorrow night, Qingyun will select the live broadcast room and start the first live broadcast with goods."

"This is a very critical one, and we need to use your influence to make a name for ourselves! Strive for an instant hit! ”

Dong Yuhui reported to Su Qingyun.

Qingyun preferred, whether it can be done or not depends on tomorrow!