The fact that the host knew how to write poems shocked the fans.
She had thought that Zhou Yang was just an ignorant and incompetent prodigal. Now that she had heard him recite a good poem, she was simply worshipping him.
The song,'Thoughts in a Quiet Night', expressed Zhou Yang's longing for his hometown. In Shanghai, a place of debauchery, many people had left their hometown to become migrant workers in this city for the sake of a better life for their families or themselves.
The bright moon in front of my bed is like frost on the ground.
Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at home.
The short four rounds all showed how much Zhou Yang missed his hometown. In fact, Zhou Yang really missed his hometown a little. No matter how good Shanghai was, it was not as good as his hometown.
Streamer, what are you writing? Why does it feel like there's a hint of sadness?
Damn it, I'm so touched that I'm crying. Streamer, you can't abuse people like this. Why did you write a homesick poem instead of squandering for no reason? I want to go home too.
The fans complained, all of them denouncing him for writing such a sad thing.
In fact, Zhou Yang had never thought that Li Bai's 'Meditation at Night' would have such a great effect. At that time, he had just happened to see the moon was very big and round, so he had pretended to recite the poem. He had never thought that it would attract everyone's attention.
However, some fans soon realized that something was wrong. This poem was written at night. It didn't seem appropriate to write it in broad daylight.
"Streamer V5."
"Host, can you read it out now after writing it tonight?”
Zhou Yang broke out in a cold sweat. How could he have forgotten about this? It really didn't seem appropriate.
"That, that, this poem was indeed written at night. I just used it to express my feelings at the moment. Don't care about so many details."
Zhou Yang explained awkwardly, but his song was indeed good.
If he didn't know that there were no literati like Li Bai and Du Pu in this time and space, he wouldn't dare to pretend to be the author of this poem. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died. It wasn't easy to be a plagiarist. Fortunately, his fans were more tolerant and someone helped him out. Otherwise, if they insisted that this poem wasn't written by him, it would be terrible.
What Zhou Yang did not know was that someone had already reposted the poem on Weibo.
Looking up at the bright moon, looking up at home. Author, tycoon streamer, Zhou Yang.
This world's Weibo was similar to that world's Weibo, and their influence was quite large. One person forwarded it, and then another person did. Although it was only a short four sentences, it all expressed the traveler's longing for his hometown.
Of course, if someone reposted it, there would be another adaptation.
Two pairs of shoes in front of the bed, clothes off, looking up at the birds, eating bananas.
Zhou Yang's quiet night thoughts were directly adapted into a dirty version of a little yellow poem.
When Zhou Yang was still streaming, he almost vomited blood when he saw a certain guy post these four lines of adapted poems.
Li Baishi could be considered a clear spring, but she didn't expect that these guys would directly turn her into a mudslide. She couldn't be any dirtier.
"You guys, I've already spat out a mouthful of old blood.”
Before he could finish speaking, another version of the adaptation came.
The bright moonlight before my bed
Two pairs of shoes on the ground
The adulterous couple on the bed
Among them is you
" Alright, I can't have fun with you guys anymore." Zhou Yang waved goodbye and turned off the stream. He didn't expect that the poem he had just recited would be ruined by these guys.
You might not know how terrifying the spread of the internet was, but as long as someone read the words " Moonlight Before the Bed " and " Two Pairs of Shoes on the Floor ", someone would immediately stand up and say that they knew who wrote it. It was the nouveau riche streamer Zhou Yang.
This made everyone speechless. However, there was indeed a poem that everyone commented on Weibo that Zhou Yang's poem was not bad. It expressed the longing of a traveler for his hometown. At the same time, the rhyme was also very good. It could be seen that Zhou Yang's attainments in poetry were extraordinary. If there was a chance, they hoped to meet and exchange ideas with him.
Zhou Yang saw the Weibo post forwarded by his fans and thought to himself,'Forget it. If we meet up and talk, we won't be exposed. We're just having fun.'
Just as Zhou Yang was treating it as a joke, an expert from the Ministry of Education had also seen the poem. He thought it was very catchy and suitable for teaching. He had specially included the poem in the revision plan for his primary school textbook.
For some scholars, especially those who were still alive, it was very rare. To be able to include something in a primary school textbook meant that it was very good.
Although it was quite impressive to write poems and act cool, Zhou Yang's main mission was still to squander. Squandering was his main job. Only by gaining popularity through squandering could he upgrade the system. After upgrading, the damned default mission could be successfully removed.
Looking at the system's attribute board, he realized that his current popularity was only a pitiful 10,000 people. This 10,000 people meant that they liked him very much. Although there were hundreds of thousands of people during the live broadcast, there were not many who could really become loyal fans.
Therefore, to a certain extent, Zhou Yang's popularity was actually not as high as Er Ke's. Er Ke's popularity of hundreds of thousands was a genuine loyal fan. He still had a long way to go before he could reach her level.
" I won't give up, I won't give up." Zhou Yang clenched his fists and encouraged himself.
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