The old man's casual words not only stunned the program team, but also caused the live broadcast room to explode.
After hearing that name, they instantly knew who it was!
Throughout the entire history of Longxia Country's literature, this Xun Ge 'er that the old man spoke of was a figure who occupied a place in the country no matter how one looked at it.
It was no exaggeration to say that his status and influence had long surpassed the literary world and existed in many fields!
He was someone who lived in the textbooks of primary and secondary schools!
A person who lived in everyone's spiritual world.
He was also known as the backbone of the nation!
Other literary writers might not be known or remembered.
But Mr. Treeman, as long as he was from Longxia and had attended primary school, everyone would know his name.
"Did I hear wrongly? Brother Xun!"
"You've really lived for a long time. This is the person who appeared in my textbook!!!”
"Heavens, Sir actually wrote an inscription. He's really a calligrapher buried by literature!”
"Why would the old man have Mr. Tree Man's manuscript? Could it be that Old Master and Mr. Treeman had interacted before?？？？？？”
"I think it must be. After all, the old man was from that era, and Mr. Tree Man was a literary giant back then!”
"Ever since I entered Yearning's livestream room, I've been pleasantly surprised! Excitement!"
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In everyone's opinion, the old man's life experience was no longer enough to be described as legendary.
He kept refreshing everyone's understanding of him.
In contrast, the people at the mushroom house were clearly much calmer.
Of course, it was mainly because they had experienced too many things recently. Things that surpassed their understanding happened one after another.
As a result, their endurance increased rapidly.
To put it bluntly, he was a little numb from the shock.
However, Little Sister Zi Feng, Peng Peng, and Yi Xing were all very glad at this moment.
Fortunately, the three of them did not interrupt just now. Otherwise, because they did not understand calligraphy, it would be a big sin to say that they felt that the copybook was ordinary!
He was afraid that he would be criticized by the netizens!
Mr. He had a different thought at the moment, although Lu Xun's manuscript was very precious.
However, the content on it was a copy of the stele after all. As an ornamental object, the stele naturally had a very high literary and aesthetic value.
However, very few people hung it in their study. After all, it was not that auspicious.
"Old Master, does this manuscript have some special meaning to you? I think you framed it and hung it here for a long time!”
Mr. He was a host after all, so he was very proficient in the art of speaking.
Ms. Huang had the same question as Mr. He, but she didn't know what to say.
After hearing Mr. He's question, he nodded repeatedly.
He even secretly extended his right hand and gave Teacher He a thumbs up.
Bai Qiran was baffled. Was there any meaning to hanging something?
"What special meaning can this have? It just looks okay, so I hung it there.”
Teacher Huang and Teacher He were stunned. This was called looking alright?
Bai Qiran saw everyone's dumbfounded expressions and added,
"This piece of calligraphy doesn't have any special meaning to me. However, back then, when Brother Xun brought this piece of calligraphy to me, he did say that although it wasn't the best he had written, it was the most meaningful to him!”
The old man's words successfully aroused everyone's curiosity.
"Since it's the most meaningful copybook to an acquaintance, why would he give it to the old master?”
"Now I'm even more curious. What did the old man do to make Mr. Treeman give away his proud work?”
"Old Master is really a surprise!!!!!”
"Old Master, please continue!!!!”
Everyone in the mushroom house looked at the old man, waiting for him to continue. However, the old man seemed to think that he had finished talking about the origin, so he did not continue.
"Old man, how did you meet Mr. Shu Ren?" Peng Peng asked.”
Bai Qiran thought for a moment and then said lightly,"
"Let me think about where to start.”
A moment later, Bai Qiran said,"
"Brother Xun is a young man with backbone and ideals.”
"But the more ideal and ambitious one was, the more painful it was in that chaotic era!”
"Brother Xun had just arrived in Beijing.“
Originally, he came back from the Wei Nation with the heart to save the country, and he abandoned medicine to study to save the country.“
" But when he came back, he saw the situation of society at that time. Those people who were numb and pretending to be asleep in the modern world felt that there was no hope, and he collapsed all of a sudden.“
Bai Qiran gradually sank into his memories.
" I saw that he was not in a good condition at the time, so I helped him find a house and settled him down.”
" During those years, he hid in that house and studied the inscriptions one by one. He forgot about his country and ideals. He did not look like a young man at all.“
After saying that, Bai Qiran could not help but sigh.
As the people in the room listened to Bai Qiran's narration, their understanding and worldview were constantly refreshed.
The old man's description of the down-and-out, depressed young man could not be combined with the sharp-tongued, reality-bashing Mr. Ent in their history books.
Mr. Treeman's image had always been very majestic. For the country, for the people, he kept fighting with the pen in his hand.
Would such a great person who held up the dignity of the nation have such a decadent past?
"Mr. Treeman actually had such an experience. I suddenly feel that these historical figures are all real!”
"He was just like us ordinary people. He struggled and worked hard. At that time, Mr. Ent must have been in despair!”
" I can't imagine what such a proud and idealistic young man saw at that time that he couldn't recover! What kind of era was that?"
"I remember reading Mr. Treeman's biography before. The human blood bun is a living example. It's something that really happened during that period, not made up! If I were to see those things, I would also be in despair!”
" I want to cry. I imagine the high-spirited Mr. Ent escaping from reality and burying his enthusiasm in the tombstone. Tears!"
(The author is thinking lowly.) Did everyone not like it? The author was really afraid of failing when he looked at the data without moving!）
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