Chapter 9 People in the past have gone on the yellow crane

Style: Romance Author: Tenth issueWords: 2251Update Time: 24/01/12 09:42:53
"Ah?" Wang Yin was quite puzzled when he heard Li Siyu's words.

But he still followed the other party's wave involuntarily and stood next to Song Ci.

At a glance...

Oh my god, this character is really ugly!

Wang Yin was unable to complain.

But look more closely at the content of the poem.

Wang Yin immediately held his breath.

Her chest rose and fell violently.

By the time she finished reading Song Ci, her face was filled with shock.

"How is it? How is Teacher Song's writing?" Li Siyu asked from the side.

Tang Shi and others also looked sideways at Wang Yin.

As a well-known poet in the world, Wang Yin is known as the most talented woman in Yizhou. What would she think of Song Ci?

Li Weicai on the side had keenly captured the changes in Wang Yin's expression, and signaled a photographer beside him to hurry up and take a close-up.

Wang Yin took a deep breath and said seriously: "This is the best poem about Yellow Crane Tower that I have ever read... about Yellow Crane Tower!"

This sentence is very resounding.

Not only Tang Shi, Li Siyu and others around her heard it.

The people surrounding him heard it.

Zhang Dongsen and others not far away also heard it.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

"Little sister, don't tell jokes, this joke is not funny at all!"

"You are Wang Yin, right? Everyone says you are the most talented woman in Yizhou, but you can actually say such outrageous things. You really... deserve your reputation!"

"Are all young people today so arrogant? Do you know what you are talking about? I suggest you go back and study more!"

There was a sudden uproar.

Zhang Dongsen took a step forward, with a scowl between his brows. He pointed at Wang Yin and said, "Xiao Wang, have you become like this just for money? Where is the character of our literati?"

Song Ci pulled Wang Yin, and then didn't listen to Zhang Dongsen at all. Instead, he said to the staff: "Can you help me put it on?"

Wang Yin stood in front of the staff and helped Song Ci pick up the A4-sized paper.

"Post it! Post it quickly! I want to see what masterpiece this guy wrote when I get there!"

"Post it quickly! Otherwise, you will be so embarrassed when you post Teacher Zhang's work later!"

"Teacher Zhang, wait a minute, haha, if you can, please comment on his lyrics!"

Although there were a lot of big stars in front of him, Zhang Dongsen's supporters didn't hesitate at all.

I don’t know how many of them want to be famous, and how many of them want to ridicule.

Wang Yin looked at Song Ci: "Teacher Song, let me post it for you."

Wang Yin's expression was very serious. This was the first time she had shown such a serious look in this program.

There are only some empty spaces in the upper left corner of the poetry forest wall.

So the staff brought a ladder over.

Wang Yin climbed up and carefully pasted the Song poem on it.

Many eyes immediately fell on it.

Many people read it out loud.

[In the past, people had gone by Yellow Crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower was vacant here. 】

"Why is this boy's handwriting so ugly!"

"Just a few words, I feel like there's something there!"

"hiss……"

Zhang Dongsen is a bit short-sighted, and he cannot see the manuscripts of Song poetry.

But after hearing what others read, he quickly waved to the assistant beside him, took out his reading glasses and put them on.

[The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years. 】

The sound at the scene suddenly became much quieter.

On everyone's face, the original expression of looking at the joke had stopped abruptly.

Li Weicai walked up to several cameras who were also stunned, kicked them, and shouted: "Hurry up and shoot! If such a scene does not appear in the main film of the show, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

Tang Shi looked at the crowd and then at Song Ci.

There seemed to be light on him.

Just like it was back then.

Song Hongdou took out his mobile phone, turned sideways, raised the mobile phone high, and recorded the scene at this moment.

Gu Jinghong bought a sausage from somewhere and was eating it. He was a little confused looking at the scene in front of him.

She didn't know what was happening yet.

Li Siyu raised his hand and messed up his hair, his eyes sparkling.

Shen Xi didn't quite understand what was happening at this moment, but she just felt that Song Ci looked so damn handsome at this moment!

Wang Yin's heart was already shocked.

Such a poem actually appeared before her eyes.

With her knowledge, she naturally knew that this poem was definitely an original Song poem!

Because before today, she had never had any impression of poetry!

If such top-quality poems about the Yellow Crane Tower had existed before.

It should have been engraved on the wall of this poetry forest long ago!

Thinking of this, her breathing became much faster.

[Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, fragrant grass and luxuriant parrot island. 】

【Where is Xiangguan at sunset? The misty waves on the river make people sad. 】

After everyone read the poem, there was a sudden silence that could hear the needle drop.

It's after ten o'clock in the morning.

The sun hangs in the sky, and its warm rays fall down.

Everyone bathed in it and felt refreshed.

For several seconds, I didn't know who it was, but suddenly shouted "Wocao".

Everyone's emotions suddenly surged out as if they had found an outlet.

"This... this... this... what kind of god is this?"

"People of the past have gone on the Yellow Crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here... These two sentences may seem ordinary, but during the thousands of years of human life, the ups and downs have changed, which makes people read it suddenly and feel sad!"

"What a poem! Damn, it's really a good poem!"

"Wang Yin is right. This is the most awesome poem about the Yellow Crane Tower that I have ever read! I really made a profit by coming here today!"

"Who is that kid? This talent cannot be unknown!"

"I think the last two lines are the essence of this poem!"

Zhang Dongsen read it again.

Then I watched it again.

Countless voices of appreciation for Song Ci all around him poured into his ears.

His legs suddenly softened slightly, and his eyes began to turn black.

The world seemed to be spinning around him.

"Teacher Zhang, hurry up, let's paste your work on it and dampen his spirit!" The words of the assistant beside him immediately fell on his ears.

This sentence is nothing short of thunder!

It made him tremble and wake up immediately.

Then he snatched the handwritten manuscript from his assistant's hand, brushed it, and tore it into pieces.

"Teacher Zhang, don't tear it up in a hurry, I still want to see your work!" Shen Xi stood aside and said loudly, with a relieved look in her eyes.