"Fuck!"
"It's fine if you don't want to say the poem, but you won't even let it out?”
"F * ck your grandpa. I've already taken off my pants, and you're only showing me this?”
"Dog: I may not be human, but you are a real dog!”
"I beg you to be a human!"
When Li Jingshan said that the author would only be revealed at the premiere of River Red, and that he would release the novel, the netizens instantly exploded.
Especially for those poetry lovers, after watching the Red River in Shangque, their appetites had been whetted.
Now, he suddenly said that he wouldn't let her see it.
This was just like the wedding night. After drinking, blowing out the lights, the clothes were loose, and the belt was untied, but the bride said that she could only hug. What was the difference?
"Damn it."
"I've seen the upper palace but not the lower palace."
"This is worse than killing me.”
"Old Six, you better meet me at noon every time. Otherwise, I'll kill you sooner or later.”
The netizens were screaming. As more and more people joined the discussion army, the news that the cast of River Run Red spent 30,000 yuan to buy a poem became a hot search.
And as the popularity continued to rise.
Very quickly.
That Half River Red was out of the circle.
...
"Thirty years of fame and glory are dust and earth, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't be so idle that your youth's head turns white and you are sad in vain.”
"Good lyrics!"
Peking University.
Ouyang Zhenhua couldn't help but exclaim in admiration after reading the poem copied by his colleague.
"Such a wonderful poem, I wonder which great poet wrote it.”
Ouyang Zhenhua frowned and pondered. He did not associate this Song Ci with Su Cheng at all.
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Tsinghua University.
"Preposterous!"
"Preposterous."
"Such a top-notch Song Ci, but it only has the upper part and no lower part!”
"This production team is simply messing around.”
"No, I have to get someone to find the imperial guards for me.”
After Han Zhengming finished reading the poem, he was even more excited than Ouyang Zhenhua. He immediately started cursing.
Of course, scolding was scolding.
After scolding him, he began to use his connections to contact Zhang Qingyuan, hoping to get the lower palace of River Red.
Other than Ouyang Zhenhua and the other teachers from the liberal arts faculty, the ones who reacted the most fiercely were the people from the Chinese Writers 'Association.
This was because Zhang Qingyuan had asked the Writers 'Association to help Yue Pengju write an inscription.
However, Yue Pengju was a national hero, and his identity was special. If they gave him an inscription, it might damage the image of a national hero if it was not written well, so they refused.
However, what they did not expect was that Zhang Qingyuan would find someone else to write it in the blink of an eye.
And it was written at 30,000 yuan per word.
When Zhang Qingyuan had asked them to write it, they had not even offered such a high price.
Of course.
They weren't concerned about money.
If it was a problem of money, they could have raised the price to help Zhang Qingyuan write it.
What they cared about was the quality of the work.
After all, this concerned the image of a national hero.
"30,000 yuan for one word. I want to see how good this poem is!”
As the Vice President of the Writers 'Association, Han Qianliang snorted.
"Even people like us from the Writers 'Association don't dare to easily write an inscription for Yue Pengju.”
"In my opinion, Zhang Qingyuan has been cut off.”
"That's right, 30,000 yuan per word. This Zhang Qingyuan is desperate!”
"To think that he's a famous director. In my opinion, he's a pure and resentful person.”
At this moment, a few people spoke up.
Obviously, he did not think that Li Jingshan's poem could be any better.
However, in order to see how bad the lyrics were, they still patiently read them.
In the end, it didn't matter if they didn't look. When they did, they were shocked.
Especially Han Qianliang.
When he first saw online that Zhang Qingyuan bought the lyrics for 30,000 yuan per word, he subconsciously thought that Zhang Qingyuan had been cheated.
However, when he read the content of the poem, he was completely stunned.
The more he looked, the more shocked he became.
When he saw the words "Thirty years of fame and fortune, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon." Don't wait for the time when your hair turns white and you're sad.
As the Vice President of the Writers 'Association, he could no longer sit still.
He directly cursed in front of many members without any scruples about his image.
"Fuck!"
"This is too f * cking well written!”
Han Qianliang's eyes flickered.
That 'f * ck' was like a spark that fell into a barrel of gunpowder, instantly causing the entire Writers 'Association's office to explode.
Following closely.
" F * ck!" These cultured people blurted out.
"F * ck!"
"This poem is written beautifully!"
"F * ck!"
"Zhang Qingyuan bought this for 30,000 yuan per word?”
"F * ck!"
"I was too hasty!"
"F * ck!"
"How is this a f * cking injustice? This f * cking 30,000 yuan per word is completely worth it!”
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Those who could join the Chinese Writers 'Association.
They were all influential figures in the Chinese literary world.
Each of them had their own works that they could take out.
Usually, all of them were arrogant and arrogant.
Therefore…
When he heard Zhang Qingyuan spend 30,000 yuan to buy lyrics from others, he was shocked.
They were disdainful in their hearts.
Because in their eyes, if they didn't dare to write a poem for Yue Pengju, how could anyone else?
However, at this moment.
After seeing Su Cheng's "The River Is Full of Red" poem.
They were completely dumbfounded.
Because even they had to admit that although this song was only half a song, its level was so high that even they could only look up to it.
If it were any of them, they wouldn't be able to write at such a level.
"It's eye-catching!"
"This Song Ci is not inferior to mine. No, it's not inferior to me, but it completely crushed me!”
At this time, Li Yunran, who was famous for writing Tang and Song poems in the Writers 'Association, spoke up.
"Originally, I thought that if the Writers 'Association did not give Yue Pengju an inscription, then no one in the entire Chinese literary world would be able to give Yue Pengju an inscription. I didn't expect that they would still be so full of themselves!”
"Isn't that so?"
"Before this, I always felt that the Writers 'Association represented the highest level of Chinese literature. Today, I know that there are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people. This expert might not necessarily be in the court, but could also be in the human world!”
"Although this poem is only half full of red, it is this half that has given us a tight slap!”
Everyone chimed in.
Previously, they felt that the Writers 'Association represented the ceiling of China's literary world.
However, this song, River Full of Red, made them realize something.
Outside of the Writers 'Association, there were also powerful people.
For example, Su Cheng, who wrote the preface to King Teng's Pavilion during the college entrance examination.
As well as the author of this poem, The River Is Red.
The level of these two people in the field of Tang poetry and Song poetry might not crush them by ten streets, but at the very least, they were far above them.
At the very least.
They were also on par with them.
"I think we should pull such an awesome existence into the Writers 'Association!”
"That's right, we definitely can't allow such an awesome person to exist outside of the Writers 'Association. Otherwise, where will our Writers' Association put its face?”
Someone suggested.
Han Qianliang nodded." Not only do we have to get the author of River Is Red, but we also have to get Su Cheng involved."”
"Yes, yes, yes. We have to pull Su Cheng in as well.”
"This kid is so awesome, we have to pull him into our Writers 'Association!”
"But Sucheng is easy to find. How do we contact the author of this song?”
"Don't worry about that. I'll just look for Zhang Qingyuan. He bought this song, and he definitely knows who wrote it.”
Han Qianliang said.
"Alright then."
"Ask Zhang Qingyuan who is the author of the Red River. At the same time, give me the content of the lower palace.”
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Don't forget to get the contents of the Imperial Court!”
"I've seen the upper palace but not the lower palace. My heart is itching!”
Everyone urged.
Han Qianliang couldn't help but grin." Don't worry. I forgot to ask for the author's name, but I won't forget to ask for the name of the author!"”
After saying that, Han Qianliang dialed Zhang Qingyuan's number.
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