Chapter 17: Mr. Zhou is not good at writing poetry [What's going on? Why is Yueyue so stupid? ] [Is this a spell of immobilization? ] [What is the cameraman doing? Hurry up and give a close-up! ] [Director, deduct salary! ] [Friends behind please note: High energy ahead! High energy ahead! ] Amid the dense barrage of comments, the camera finally aimed at the pillar. Zoom in and focus, and the two lines of words engraved on it appear clearly in front of you. "After getting drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water..." Cao Xing squinted his eyes and read it out: "The boat is full of clear dreams pressing down on the starry sky... I have little education, whose poem is this?" When he looked back, the other three were all stunned and no one answered him. "After getting drunk, I didn't know the sky was over the water, and the boat was full of sweet dreams that pressed down the stars..." Xu Lingyue repeated in her mind with dull eyes and a dazed look.
The camera moved subtly to the lake, and the sparkling lake surface reflected the starry sky in the summer night, which was as beautiful as a painting. The barrage exploded instantly. 【! ! ! 】 【Great sentence! 】 [Whose poem is this? I have never heard of it.] [Xingxing is quite honest] [Indeed, it is much better than those who pretend to be academic masters] [What a beautiful conception, what a strong sense of picture! ] [If these fourteen words were converted into a GIF, it would take at least 100M! ] [It feels so romantic just by thinking about it] [Yueyue is possessed, haha] [I now have the same expression as Yueyue, these two sentences are so beautiful! ] "Village Chief." Zhang Yunfeng was the first to come to his senses. "Where did these two lines of poetry come from?" "A few years ago, Mr. Zhou was drunk and recited it here." Yang Tiezhu replied: "Everyone said it was well written, so I engraved it here." "Again... Teacher Zhou again?" Zhang Yunfeng had an expression of "I'm numb" on his face. [It's Teacher Zhou again? 】 [Same expression, shocked and numb ing] [Uncle Yun’s expression, hahahaha… I can laugh for a whole year! ] [Wine helps poetry, it has the flavor of ancient people]
[It feels even better than some of the poems in the textbooks] In the program, Cao Xing asked curiously: "Village head, why are there only two sentences? Where did you carve the other half?" "That's all, just these two sentences." Yang Tiezhu replied. "Ah?" Lin Xina exclaimed, her pretty face full of surprise. "Why didn't you make up for it?" Zhang Yunfeng also felt a little regretful. "Such a beautiful poem has been reduced to incomplete sentences. What a pity." Why else? Because I can’t remember the first two sentences! Zhou Hao, sitting in front of the computer, stuffed a piece of potato chips into his mouth. It was crunchy and delicious. There are tens of thousands of Tang and Song poems, how is it possible to remember them all? Unless they are the required poems in textbooks, it would be good enough if you can remember a few fragments! dong dong dong. There was a knock on the door. "Mom, come in." Zhou Hao was speechless. "I'm not the general manager or chairman. Why do I have to go through all this formality?" "I'm afraid I'll disturb you at work." Li Guiqin came in with a bowl of mung bean soup. "It's good for cooling off the summer heat. Drink it later." "Ah." "Yeah, watching TV." "Yes." Zhou Hao felt a little uneasy, "A variety show." "What's so interesting about this noisy show?" Li Guiqin said with disgust, "It's so noisy that it kills me." Zhou Hao smiled awkwardly and said, "It's a good thing you didn't look at it." "Hey, this girl is really good-looking." Li Guiqin looked at Xu Lingyue on the screen, her eyes shining: "She is pretty and has a solid figure. She is presentable and can give birth easily." Zhou Hao: “…………” "Mom, if her fans heard what you said, they would probably destroy our house." "I know, they're celebrities." Li Guiqin curled her lips, "They only say that at home, they won't go out and fool around... Don't forget to drink later, and go to bed early." "understood." After taking a sip of the cool and refreshing mung bean soup, Zhou Hao turned his gaze back to the computer screen. Lin Xina and Xu Lingyue had already pointed their phones at the inscribed pillars, while Cao Xing was very servile and held a torch to help fill in the light. After taking a few photos, Xu Lingyue turned around and asked, "Village head, does Teacher Zhou have any other poems left?" Yang Tiezhu shook his head, "No more." "Ah?" Lin Xina frowned and asked, "Is it because you are too busy and don't have time to write?" "No." Yang Tiezhu sighed, "He said he wasn't very good at writing poetry, so he didn't write it." Duang! Duang! Duang! Duang! Accompanied by the thumping sound effects, the screen cuts to close-ups of the four stars' faces in turn.
Cao Xing:? Zhang Yunfeng:? ? Lin Xina: ??? Xu Lingyue: ??? The barrage was already full of question marks. 【? ? ? ? ? 】 【Did anyone say that?】 [My fist is hard and I want to hit someone, what's wrong with that? 】 [When it comes to showing off, I only admire Mr. Zhou] [Tell a joke, Mr. Zhou is not good at writing poetry] [The most popular joke of the year is expected to be Mr. Zhou who is not good at writing poetry] [Look how angry our Yueyue is, hahahaha…] "Teacher Xu!" A girl who had already graduated suddenly raised her hand. "Teacher Zhou wrote two sentences on the back of my diploma. I wonder if it counts as a poem?" "Really?" Xu Lingyue's eyes flashed with brilliance, "What did you write?" The girl recalled for a moment and said crisply, "There are always one or two winds in the world that can fill your hundreds and hundreds of thousands of dreams." Xu Lingyue was stunned for a moment, her red lips slightly parted. "And me, and me!" A boy also raised his hand. On the back of my diploma was written: "Don't stop chasing the wind and the moon, for at the end of the plains there are spring mountains." "It's on my diploma, too!" Another short boy squeezed over and said, "Young man, why not dream of picking stars and shoot at Yuheng with a mulberry bow?" "I have it too - the sea presses down on the bamboo branches, which then rise again; the wind blows over the mountain corners, which then become dark and bright again." "Teacher Zhou also wrote to me..." A group of naughty kids rushed to get the first spot, and they were as excited as if they were showing off a treasure. Xu Lingyue was completely stunned, her eyes were staring straight ahead and not moving. Lin Xina on the side opened her mouth, her beautiful almond eyes shining like stars in the night sky. Cao Xing scratched his head and looked at Zhang Yunfeng, "Uncle Yun, so this is what you call not being good at writing poetry?" Zhang Yunfeng twitched his lips, "Haha, hahahaha..." [Please forgive my lack of culture, but I will say “wow” to you all! ] [They are all inspirational quotes, so awesome! ] [These children’s graduation certificates are probably worth a lot of money] [I really want to buy a copy to collect] [Forget it, I won’t sell it no matter how much money you give me. I’ll definitely keep it as a family heirloom] [I envy these children so much]
[Please save Uncle Yun, he looks like he’s about to have a heart attack] [Nana's expression, she's almost become a little fangirl] [Yueyue seems to be almost there, her eyes light up when she mentions Teacher Zhou] [I finally understand why it is so easy for a talented man to pick up girls...] In less than ten minutes, these inspirational quotes were compiled into a text version and appeared on Weibo, instantly triggering a new round of heated discussion. Young writer Fang Xing: "After getting drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, the boat is full of clear dreams and the stars are overwhelming. The broken sentences accompany the wine and float in the sky! Teacher Zhou's literary talent really makes me feel ashamed!" Famous writer Lin Ming: "After getting drunk, I didn't know the sky was in the water, and the boat was full of clear dreams pressing down on the stars." Every word is a pearl, and it leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth. It is wonderful, wonderful beyond words!" Modern female poet Su Xiaoyan: "I declare that I am now officially a die-hard fan of Teacher Zhou!" Su Siyuan, editor-in-chief of Youth Digest: "Mr. Zhou, please contact us after you see this to discuss the copyright issue, okay?" Zhejiang Writers Association official microblog: "Mr. Zhou, would you like some tea?" …… With the help of a group of Red V and Blue V, the popularity of the relevant fragments began to soar. As soon as this episode was over, another pot of boiling oil was poured down. “Don’t stop chasing the wind and the moon, the end of the plain is the spring mountain - I wish all the students who are looking forward to the future to chase the wind and the moon without hesitation!” The account that quoted this sentence is from the official Weibo account of the Zhejiang Youth League. (End of this chapter)