Chapter 10: "Silent Night Thoughts" Again
The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.
Xia Junnan calmly chanted Li Bai's "Silent Night Thoughts" very calmly
"This !!"
Everyone gasped, and the older Taidou was already shocked that he was a little unsteady and even had difficulty breathing.
It was not easy to calm down, slowly sit down and start to evaluate.
"Good poetry, good poetry!"
"The words in just four lines of poetry are wonderful, I have never seen such a description of homesickness!"
"It's a masterpiece! You can recite it casually, is it the poem Saint Du Fu in your dream? ”
Wang Qingshi asked excitedly, thinking that this master's ability to compose poetry is really too rebellious!
"This is the work of another poet in the dream, Li Bai"
Xia Junnan touched the back of his head a little embarrassed, and thought to himself: What I said is true!
"Li Bai? It's unheard of again."
"This is Du Fu and Li Bai again, and there is more than one master behind him!"
According to the lifelong experience of the old masters in the literary world, it is already the limit of being a genius poet to be able to write a famous poem for the ages in a lifetime.
But now there is a second famous poem that can be passed down through the ages, and it will definitely not be the handiwork of one person.
"Can't this little brother really reveal the location of the master and lead us to meet him?"
Zhong Taidou has reversed the attitude of questioning at the beginning, and begged to ask.
"Masters, it's really what I saw in my dreams, but I can't see it in reality!"
The left bank on the side was also a little anxious when he saw this situation, as a person in the literary world heard and saw two masterpieces in a short period of time, how could he not want to see the real author, but obviously this handsome man would not reveal the situation.
Thinking of the left bank here, I suddenly thought to myself, and secretly thought that it would be better to put a long line to catch a big fish, so that the open question would definitely not be able to ask any result.
So he stepped forward over the old tycoons.
"Mr. Handsome Man, if you don't do that, that's the end of today, let's not say that we saw this situation in our dreams, I have a proposal"
"The bonus of this "Wangyue" is 100,000 yuan, and "Silent Night Thoughts" is also a rare masterpiece, I will be the master, this one will also give you a bonus of 100,000 yuan, what do you think?"
This time it was Xia Junnan's turn to be shocked, the organizer of this poetry contest was so generous!
"Of course that's fine!" The corners of Xia Junnan's excited mouth rose, and the hara was about to flow out, and he controlled his mentality in time and did not collapse.
Zhang Hefeng and Wang Qingshi felt that the left bank was also crazy, no matter how it was, they couldn't come like this, although there was no shortage of money in the poetry contest, but this money was not just given by the wind!
The two of them quickly pulled the left bank aside and muttered quietly.
"There is only one poem for each of these entries, and you are breaking the rules by giving two first prizes in a row..."
"It's okay, the second elder doesn't have to worry about the money, this money is not spent, I still think it's too little!"
"Huh?" The second elder was really even more confused when he heard this.
"Our goal is to find the master behind this handsome little brother, so since this is the case, we have to establish long-term cooperation with the other party."
"During this period, we mobilized our contacts in Huaxia to secretly follow him for a while, and it is not necessarily that the master behind him will never contact him! You can always find clues, and you can't find the real poet?"
"Besides, it's too little to give 100,000 to such a famous poem, and this level of poetry is priceless."
"Well, yes, yes, it's still that we're old and haven't thought about the problem enough, Xiaozuo, you're right! We are also people who have studied poetry and literature all our lives, why are we still so cheesy! It's..."
After making sense, Left Bank turned around and walked in front of Xia Junnan again, and called the bank manager directly to ask for another 100,000 yuan to be paid to Xia Junnan.
This time, a total of 200,000 yuan soon arrived on Xia Junnan's bank card.
Xia Junnan was even more happy when he saw that the money had arrived, and seeing that it was lunchtime, he promptly proposed to take the first step.
Seeing this, Zuo An understood it, knowing that the other party was a young man after all, and he didn't want to go to dinner with a group of old people so restrainedly, he happened to see the scorching sun outside, so he proposed to send Xia Junnan back in person.
In fact, the purpose of the left bank is to find out where the other party lives first, so that it is easier to follow up.
Xia Junnan also saw that the left bank still had something to say to him, so he gladly accepted the proposal.
Soon there was another phone call on the left bank, and a Lamborghini stopped at the gate of the ancient style courtyard, and the two of them said goodbye to the giants and got into the car.
The left bank of the car opened again.
"Mr. Junnan, I have a proposal, how about you please cooperate with our poetry contest?"
"How do you work together?" Xia Junnan was also curious.
"If you dream of any other poem at night, can you continue to send us a poetry contest? The price is negotiable, you can give a bonus for the quality of the poem, and the minimum 100,000 is not capped"
"In addition, if it is posted on the official website of Huaxia, if the traffic is large, how about we give you a share according to the traffic revenue? Thirty-seven points, you seven our poetry contest here three"
"Okay! I have an idea, though."
"Oh? Mr. Toshio, please say"
"Now that the data of the poetry contest "Wangyue" has become a data giant far beyond that of other entries, I hope that I can use different pen names to post different poems to compete with it and form a greater degree of discussion."
As a soul who has lived on Earth for more than forty years, Xia Junnan knows too well how to make it hotter.
After hearing this, Left Bank nodded again and again, thinking that he deserved to be the spokesperson of a peerless master, this idea was absolutely amazing.
The two talked a lot about the details of the cooperation, and after reaching a consensus, Zuo An remembered the invitation made to him by the strongest voice in Huaxia, looked at the person next to him, and thought that it would be better to invite him to watch the scene together, so as to enhance understanding.
"Mr. Junnan, I want to invite you to watch the competition at the scene of the strongest voice in China in three days, this time because of the explosion of traffic in our poetry contest, the strongest voice in China temporarily changed the theme and even wanted to rub our popularity, because your poems made us silent for so many years and raised our eyebrows!"
"This!"
Xia Junnan was a little hesitant, after all, Zhang Yaoyao also participated in this Huaxia strongest voice, and he didn't really want to see her.
The left bank saw his hesitation and directly magnified the move.
"Please Mr. Handsome Man must participate, we are given the best position in the middle, and other audiences can't sit with money! And this is my sincerity, please look at the prestige! ”
Left Bank picked up the mobile phone and operated directly to the red envelope, in front of the mysterious master and the poem, what is the money.
With the ding dong of the mobile wallet, Xia Junnan clicked on the red envelope: 50,000 yuan.
When he saw the hesitation, he was suddenly swept away, even if he saw his ex-wife Zhang Yaoyao, he went to be an audience and the other party might not see him.
"Okay, I agree, thank you Brother Zuo!"
"But Brother Zuo, I have one more request, don't expose my true identity, okay?"
What Xia Junnan wants is to make a fortune in a muffled voice, if he is known by netizens, wouldn't there be thousands of women like Zhang Yaoyao who will pay attention to him, it is scary to think about.
"That's fine, that's exactly what I wanted."
Zuo An thought that the mysterious master must not appear because he didn't want to be disturbed, so he wouldn't be so stupid to expose the spokesperson of the master, wouldn't it be more difficult to see the master.
After the two sides negotiated, the car also drove to the gate of the Happy Villa Community
The two got out of the car and sent Xia Jun to the south gate on the left bank.
On the other side of the room, Luo Yuqing and agent Zhao Huan saw the conspicuous Lamborghini through the window in the living room.