Yue Yang Tower?
When Yuan Qing saw the words clearly on the paper, he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became even more excited.
He was going to write an essay?
Ancient language?
To be honest, this was indeed a pleasant surprise!
Before inviting Lu Ze, they estimated that he would probably give them a poem.
However, he did not expect it to be an ancient text!
They had heard of the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection.
He was also envious.
However, he also knew that creating such an ancient text required a huge amount of time and energy.
If he could get a five-character or seven-character poem from today's short "duck chasing", he would be satisfied.
At the very least, it was enough for publicity!
However, the surprise Lu Ze gave them far exceeded this.
The thousand-year-old Yue Yang Tower was going to have its mark!
At this moment, be it Yuan Qing or the literary and historical experts of the Southern Province, they could not help but feel excited.
"According to the previous arrangement, Lu Ze will write a line and Wang Han will recite a line!”
"This time, we must make a big hit!”
Yuan Qing's trembling voice came from behind the monitor.
The host of the Southern Province, Wang Han, also appeared in the center of the live broadcast room, in front of Yueyang Tower.
At this moment, the sunset was still.
No matter how one looked at it, this thousand-year-old building gave off a sense of beauty.
Many of the disappointed audience members were already prepared to leave.
However, when they saw Wang Han's voice, they still chose to stay temporarily.
The brand of the Wenmai Summit was ruined, but Wang Han's appeal was still there.
He didn't come out during the first seven performances.
It was almost time for the last song, but he appeared.
Was there some special meaning behind it?
A few seconds later.
Wang Han's deep and gentle voice had already flowed out and entered the audience's ears.
"Yue Yang Tower!"
"I've observed the scenery of Baling. It's at Dongting Lake.”
"It holds the distant mountains, swallows the Yangtze River, is vast and boundless, and has countless climates.”
"This is the grand view of Yue Yang Tower.”
The clear voice was like a surging smoke wave, rising and falling.
The originally noisy live broadcast room was completely silent in an instant.
Everyone could not believe their ears.
As he typed out question marks silently and crazily on the screen, he desperately searched for the not-so-extensive text in his memory.
He immediately confirmed it.
They had never heard of this article before!
At the same time, Yuan Qing, who was sitting behind the monitor, almost finished listening to this lengthy description.
"Tsk!" He straightened his back.
The surprise and shock on his face were unprecedented.
The three short sentences were extremely concise, accurate, and imposing!
The location of Yueyang Tower and the grand scenery of Dongting Lake were described in detail and were fascinating.
This foundation, this standard, this powerful ability to choose words and form sentences.
He had also never seen it before!
The brush was lifted.
The recitation continued.
The setting sun on the horizon became darker.
The surface of the sparkling lake seemed to be draped in the gentlest clothes in the world.
"If it rains heavily, the moon will not open, the cold wind will roar, and the turbid waves will empty.”
"The sun and stars are hidden, the mountains are hidden, the merchants can't go, the oars are broken, the dusk is dark, the tigers roar and apes cry.”
"Climbing the tower, there are those who have left their country and miss their hometown. They are worried and afraid of calumny. Their eyes are full of sorrow and sorrow.”
The scene that came at them was filled with a strong and shocking literary aura, and it froze everyone on the spot.
They were used to reading long and messy articles. This was the first time they had come into contact with such a description structure made up of four-word phrases.
The shock in his heart could no longer be mentioned.
It was just a few words, but it was very vivid and full of imagination!
Lu Ze hadn't seen the sun shining under the dark sky, nor had they.
But Lu Ze wrote it.
Their feelings were even more shocking than seeing it with their own eyes.
Another three sentences, neat and clear.
He vividly described the thousand-year-old silence and vicissitudes.
" It's like spring and the scenery is bright, the waves are calm, the sky is bright, the sky is blue, the sand gulls are flying, the scales are swimming, the shore is fragrant, and the orchid is gloomy.”
The scene changed rapidly and the tone changed.
The exquisite description of the scenery seemed to open up a new world for the audience.
The picturesque beauty made his brain secrete adrenaline.
He was immersed in it for a long time.
Yue Yang Tower was too beautiful, and it made people yearn for it.
This was the most simple charm of writing!
It made people unable to control themselves!
"Or when the smoke is gone, the bright moon is thousands of miles away, the floating light jumps into the gold, the silent shadow sink into the jade, and the fisherman's songs answer each other.”
"Pa!" A sound rang out!
When Wang Han recited this sentence, in the office building of the Capital's Culture and Travel Department hundreds of kilometers away.
Chen Qi slammed the table and stood up!
He was so excited that his eyes were red and his face was trembling.
He kept repeating the beautiful lines and pacing on the ground.
He was in ecstasy.
He had been working in the literary industry for many years, and his attainments in the field of literature had long surpassed many people.
He had read countless ancient poems.
However, there had never been a time when he was so surprised and shocked.
In his opinion, improvisation had already reached its peak in the story of Yue Yang Tower!
There was no one like him in the past or in the future!
No one could surpass him, and no one could chase him!
Why hadn't he discovered such a talent before?
This was his dereliction of duty!
Such an article was finally born today!
This was the honor of the Nine Provinces!
However, was Lu Ze's 'Yue Yang Tower Story' really just a description of the scenery? It wasn't!
When the sparkling water surface began to slowly calm down.
The moment the towering ancient building merged its deep reflection into the ink.
A breeze blew past the window, and the earth was silent.
Wang Han's voice also became gloomy and heavy at this moment.
In the ancient building, Lu Ze paused for a few seconds before writing.
Outside the ancient building, Wang Han let out a short sigh and continued reading.
“.......”
"Don't be happy because of things, don't be sad because of yourself. When you are in the high position of the court, you worry about your people. When you are in the distant Jianghu, you worry about your ruler.”
"It's worrying to advance and worrying to retreat. But when will you be happy?"
"It must be said that 'the first thing to worry about is the worry of the world, and the last thing to be happy is the happiness of the world'."
The sunlight was completely dark.
The dark clouds swallowed the last bit of light in the sky.
After a great deal of work, the Great Sound of Hope descended like the sound of nature.
It had redefined everyone's value and caused them to think deeply like never before.
The shock of this last short paragraph made people unable to find words to describe it for a moment.
Yuan Qing, who was behind the monitor, stared blankly at Lu Ze who was slowly writing.
After a long silence, he spoke with mixed emotions.
"A truly beautiful poem that will last through the ages, shining on Yue Yang Tower.”
" Get ready for your trip to the Southern Province."
"It's going to be unprecedentedly popular!”
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