A top superstar who started as a composer

Chapter 197 Yellow Crane Tower

Yu Hai could only see the question marks on his forehead.

What do you mean?
Do you fight poetry?So why involve him?
With a face full of doubts, Yu Hai clicked on this Weibo, and only found out the situation after turning a few pages.

Things are simple.

There is a Yellow Crane Tower in Linhu City. Its history is similar to that of the Yellow Crane Tower on Earth, but it is very old.

Many literati have mentioned poems here, but there has never been a work that makes people overwhelmed.

Today, the person in charge of the Yellow Crane Tower Scenic Spot made a gimmick in order to attract tourists.

If someone can write a masterpiece that everyone recognizes, not only will he get a considerable bonus, but the scenic spot will also record the poem on the Yellow Crane Tower for the admiration of later generations.

This was originally a classic gimmick to attract audiences, but I didn't expect it to be exploited.

Then there was a guy named Shijiu Daren on the Internet who claimed that he wrote a masterpiece about the Yellow Crane Tower because of his feelings.

It happened that I was inspired by Jingluojian's courage to test the world, so I posted my work on Weibo, and boldly invited the vast number of poetry lovers in China to discuss poetry.

"I have been writing poetry for ten years, and I have never lost a single defeat among my peers. Today I visited the Yellow Crane Tower, and I got some money. I wrote a poem. Taking this opportunity, I invite all heroes to discuss the way of poetry."

Although it is said that he is discussing with everyone, this buddy is not polite in his language, which can be described as very arrogant.

What makes Huaxia netizens even more upset is that this guy is a foreigner.

He told himself that he loved Chinese culture since he was a child, especially poetry and music.

He could recite hundreds of ancient poems at the age of ten, wrote his first ancient poem at the age of 12, and published a collection of poems at the age of 17.Now at the age of 25, I think that poetry is as good as those celebrities who have left famous lines through the ages...

In fact, deep down in his heart, he is very jealous that China has thousands of years of cultural heritage, but the young people in China don't cherish it very much. They keep the treasure mountain without knowing it, and hate their condescending attitude towards foreigners. , wanting to trample all these people under their feet.

His state of mind is like seeing a small street vendor with a rich wine and meat smell at the door of a rich family, with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Therefore, the fight poetry launched this time is an opportunity that has been planned for a long time, an opportunity to become famous in one fell swoop.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Jingluo was fully preparing to testify to Daddy Qu, he could step on Jingluo's shoulders and the top of Huaxia's young man's head to achieve his goal.

Therefore, it is very normal for the whole Weibo to use arrogant words, because he is just igniting the war and gaining attention.

He wants to make things as big as possible, so that he can get the most profit when he finally reaps.

At this time, it has been a week since the poet and wine expert launched this Weibo.

However, at present, although there are many people who show their talents, there is indeed no poem about the Yellow Crane Tower as well as this guy.

The longer the time, the more fermented the matter, the more rampant the poetry and wine experts, and the more and more frustrated the netizens in Huaxia.

"Where did those people who are not good at ordinary times go?"

"In China, can't you find a person who can write better poems than foreigners?"

"Don't worry, poetry needs inspiration!"

"I don't believe in my great China, I can't write a song about Yellow Crane Tower"

"One thing to say, the other party's poem is really well written."

"Is it difficult to recognize the excellence of others?"

"There is no successor!"

"What about Jingluo, isn't he good at writing poems? Why didn't he make a move?"

"Your Highness wants to prepare for Qu Dae's challenge. The opponents are all gods. How can we have time to care about this?"

"This guy has ulterior motives!"

"Actually, even if the whale falls, you may not be able to write a better work, right?"

"You think whale fall is omnipotent?"

"..."

In a week's time, the mentality of netizens has changed from anger and dismissiveness at the beginning to depression, helplessness, and even self-comfort.

It can be described as twists and turns.

But when Yu Hai opened his Weibo, he found that there were no messages asking him to take action as he expected.

Instead, it was more of a voice telling him to ignore it.

"Your Highness, please rest assured to prepare your own affairs!"

"Don't be disturbed by the outside world, they are all clowns!"

"Do your own thing well, Huaxia still has hundreds of millions of young people."

"He's not that important."

"..."

Yu Hai was a little moved in his heart.

Sure enough, compared to the earth, the network of the parallel world is much more harmonious.

But Yu Hai is a literary copyist, so how could it take effort to copy poems?Although the poems written by the master of poetry and wine are good, they are not as good as those famous poems through the ages.

He thought for a while, opened Weibo, and sent a message: The old people have gone by white clouds, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here.The yellow crane is gone and never returns, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years....

He didn't say anything else, just circled the foreign friend named Shijiu Daren after the poem.

After sending it out, Yu Hai waited for a while, then refreshed it, and sure enough, he saw the comment that was triggered.

"Fuck!"

"Your Majesty, bull!"

"What a beautiful poem!"

"We still have to watch the whale fall!"

"A thousand times better than that guy."

"..."

Then Yu Hai went to look at the comments below on Weibo of Poetry and Wine Master, and the netizens seemed to be celebrating the New Year:
"Your Majesty!"

"Are you satisfied?"

"You still haven't paid your respects to Your Highness?"

"Sun Slag, your grandfather is your grandfather!"

"Bah, there is no blood relationship, we don't recognize this grandson."

"You taste, you taste carefully!"

"..."

Qingcheng, who was finishing lunch at home, Fang Tianmu, the president of the Poetry Association, who was swiping his phone for a while before the lunch break, suddenly patted his thigh and shouted: "Good writing!"

The wife who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks was startled: "You old man, why are you crazy?"

Two days ago, he looked a little unhappy, as if someone had provoked him, but now he looked excited and carried himself away.

Simply inexplicable.

Fang Tianmu didn't care what his wife thought, he picked up his cell phone and made a call: "Hey, old Wei! Have you seen the poem that Jingluo just posted? Let me tell you it's really well written ..."

Wei Chubai teased him cheerfully on the other end: "I don't know who said yesterday that young people today are unreliable."

"Can Jingluo be the same as those people?" Fang Tianmu said in a natural tone.

Wei Chubai chuckled and did not refute.

In fact, he also thought that Whale Fall was different from most young people.

Whether it is appearance or talent, he is incompetent.

As members of the Poetry Association, Fang Tianmu and others have naturally noticed the incident of inscribing poems on the Yellow Crane Tower on the Internet, but as the older generation, they can't compete with the younger generation, and it would be a bit of a fuss if they made a sound about it .

However, Fang Tianmu and the others saw that the juniors in the field of poetry were not able to wipe out the other party's arrogance, which made the old guys quite annoyed, and they always went to school with a dark face.

Well now, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

On the other side, the person involved in the incident, the master of poetry and wine, had a dark face and a gloomy expression.

If this guy doesn't concentrate on preparing for next month's song, how can he still have the energy to snipe him.

He silently looked at the verses displayed on the phone page, read them several times, and compared his own works, and had to admit that his writing was much worse than the other party's.

Damn it, it's about to succeed!
How can there be such a person, even if he is handsome, and has talent, can he give others a way to survive?
"I don't believe it anymore." The poet and wine master, who was so ordinary that he often lost sight of everyone, gritted his teeth and poked his fingers vigorously at the phone screen.

After a while, the netizens who were waiting for the master of poetry and wine to admit defeat saw his latest post.

"I admire Jingluo's talent very much, but I'm really not good at writing scenes. I like beautiful people, and I have a lot of experience. I hope Jingluo can give me some advice."

A picture is attached below this text, which is the proud work of the poet and wine expert in his life, a poem describing a beautiful woman.

Many people's first reaction when they saw this Weibo was, bah, shameless.

If you lose, you lose, and you still quibble that you are not good enough?

What about the face?

However, many characters read the poems carefully drawn in italics on the pictures, and feel that the writing is really good.

Some people in the Chinese poetry world continued to pay attention to this storm, and the seven-character quatrains they saw at this time fell into silence.

For a while, it is really not necessarily possible to write better than it.

They came prepared, they were caught off guard!

So can Whalefall defeat the opponent again?
Most people are caught in worry.

Even if it is whale falling, it may not be possible to write a good work right away, right?

Writing poetry requires the right time and place.

Sometimes the more anxious you are, the worse your writing will be. Especially good poems, how can you get them so easily?
Give the whale some time!

Everyone expresses such thoughts.

Instead, he didn't dare to urge him anymore, and left messages on his Weibo asking him not to worry or force him.

This made Yu Hai, who opened Weibo after playing the game for a while, dumbfounded.

He didn't hold people's appetite, and edited another Weibo on the spot:
"Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon."

"If you don't meet at the top of Qunyu Mountain, you will meet at Yaotai under the moon."

(End of this chapter)