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Chapter 579 "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" (first update, please subscribe)
"how much is it?"

"I heard it's [-] million."

"My God, is it true or not?"

"Isn't this outrageous?"

"How did Brother Xuan do it? I really can't imagine."

Capital City, Longtai Building.

When Zhu Yong passed the news back to Longtai, almost all employees of the third set of Longtai exclaimed, and even the news spread throughout Longtai in a short period of time.

Even Zhou Zhengcheng was stunned when he heard the news, and he shook his head and laughed after a long time: "It seems that I still underestimated Lin Xuan's miraculous aura. Fortunately, I said that 50% of the advertising revenue belongs to him, otherwise he probably didn't care so much at all."

soon.

Longtai sent a special signing team to Jiangxi Province.

At this moment, Lin Xuan is shutting himself in the room to practice calligraphy.

This "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" is full of hundreds of words, and many of the words are obscure and full of rhetoric. If I stand on the Pavilion of King Teng and pretend to read it aloud, I guess even Liu Jihong and Lu Cheng, the big figures in the literary world, will not be able to understand it. What did he say.

So the best way is to show this article in front of everyone by writing.

To write, of course, brush calligraphy is the first choice.

Only brush characters can show its momentum.

Lin Xuan was already able to write beautiful pen calligraphy, and the brush calligraphy was not bad either.At this moment, he was not in the hotel, but in a study specially prepared by Zhu Yong for him. Putting pen to paper on huge rice paper.

Every time he writes, Lin Xuan will activate the memory engraving function, allowing himself to immerse himself in a calligraphy copybook of "Tengwang Pavilion Preface" that he has seen in his previous life. This calligraphy copybook is the authentic work of Wen Zhengming.

Under the effect of memory engraving, Lin Xuan was able to simulate the appearance of the copybook almost quickly.

Once... twice... three times...

It took three full days of writing before he imitated Wen Zhengming's eight-point charm in "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

"enough!"

Lin Xuan looked at the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" that had just been completed on the rice paper, showing a satisfied expression.Then he burned all the drafts written in the past three days, and felt a strong drowsiness flooding his head.

He fell asleep.

……

……

It's Saturday again.

On this day, the sixth issue of "China Miles" will be broadcast soon.

There have already been a lot of discussions about the program on the Internet.

"I don't know if Brother Xuan will surprise us again in this episode of the show?"

"I'm also looking forward to it, after all, I'm here for Lin Xuan."

"Is it unlikely that there will be a surprise?"

"I also feel that the show may return to flatliness."

"As the saying goes: There are only three things. So don't have too much hope."

"Please always keep faith in Brother Xuan."

"..."

Although there were a lot of discussions, many people didn't have much expectations. After all, they knew that the fourth issue of Lin Xuan's "Will Enter the Wine" and the fifth issue of "Defending the Yellow River" were the result of specific circumstances.Except for some brainless fans who have great confidence in Lin Xuan, most people basically don't think that this issue of "A Thousand Miles in China" will have much surprises.

Many people even think that Lin Xuan will not appear on the show.

Soon, it was ten o'clock in the morning.

In Longtai Building, the employees of the three sets showed nervous expressions, especially the employees in charge of data testing were staring at the computer screen.

Soon.

Suddenly a pleasantly surprised voice shouted: "The audience rating of the broadcast is 0.56%, haha, it's done!"

"Wow, no less than 0.5%."

"Great."

"We fail nothing!"

The news quickly reached Zhu Yong's ears. He also showed excitement on his face, and said to Lin Xuan who was standing next to him: "What a big surprise. I thought today's ratings would be greatly reduced. Now it seems that It’s not bad. But it’s also possible that many viewers are still looking forward to this episode and expecting surprises. So if we can’t satisfy the audience friends in this episode, the ratings of the next episode may really plunge. "

Having said that, he looked at Lin Xuan: "Director Lin, it's up to you."

Lin Xuan smiled: "Director Zhu, don't worry. I will definitely give you a big surprise in this program. After all, the Gan Provincial Tourism Bureau invested [-] million yuan in advertisements."

"Cough cough..."

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Zhu Yong's heart suddenly stopped. He subconsciously glanced around and found that there were no dangerous people with knives. Then he suppressed his trembling heart and said, "Director Lin...that, Let me ask again, you really didn't deceive the Gan Provincial Tourism Bureau? Was the [-] million yuan really willingly invested by them?"

Lin Xuan spread his hands: "Director Zhu, why don't you believe me?"

"..."

Zhu Yong said in his heart: How can you make me believe it?
Unless the Gan Provincial Tourism Bureau is a fool, how could it be possible to spend [-] million yuan on advertisements?This ad is totally pointless.

He scratched his head and couldn't figure it out.

But seeing Lin Xuan's confident expression, he had no choice but to shut up and wait aside.

I was curious about what Lin Xuan was going to do next.

Do you want to write poems on the spot like last time at Hukou Waterfall?

At this moment, they have come to the attic of King Teng, and the live broadcast will start after a while.

on TV.

"China Miles" is currently playing.

The content of this recording is mainly about the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, Yangzhou, Suzhou, Jinling, Zhenjiang...the ancient cities with a long history show their dreamlike beauty under the camera, and at the same time reveal their vicissitudes of history.It has to be said that Longtai is definitely the best in terms of professionalism among local stations, which amazed many viewers.

The pre-documentary introduction lasted forty or fifty minutes.

Soon, the audience found that the camera on the TV had come to Nanchang, and a voice sounded: "Nanchang is also a city with a long history. To the east of it is Poyang Lake, the largest freshwater lake in China. On the shore of Poyang Lake, it is located It is a majestic city tower, which is one of the three famous buildings in China, the Tengwang Pavilion. In the next time, please let us enter the live broadcast screen, follow the host's footsteps, and enjoy the magnificence of the Tengwang Pavilion together."

Swish!
As soon as the screen changed, the live broadcast started.

Many netizens who were watching TV immediately became excited.

"Ahhh, the live broadcast is on."

"The part I'm most looking forward to is coming."

"Hurry up and see if Brother Xuan is there? If not, turn off the TV right away."

"I don't seem to have seen it?"

"Really not?"

"..."

When the live broadcast just started, the audience immediately started talking.

At the moment, there is no Lin Xuan in the picture, and Ding Lei is still the host. Ding Lei smiled and said: "Welcome everyone, you can see the Tengwang Pavilion behind me. Next, the host will lead everyone to climb the tower together." , to appreciate the demeanor of one of China's three famous buildings."

"Where is Lin Xuan?"

"Yeah, where's my brother Xuan?"

"Ding Lei is also very beautiful, she is truly talented and beautiful, please don't take the rhythm."

"I like Lei Lei."

At the same time, Director Hou of Gan Provincial Tourism Bureau has been guarding in front of the TV, not daring to blink, staring at the TV screen with sweaty palms.

Until now he hadn't seen anything special about the show.

Director Hou trembled slightly: "Lin Xuan won't lie to me, right? If he really lied to me, I'll hold him and jump into Poyang Lake later!"

As the camera progressed, Ding Lei quickly led everyone to the Tengwang Pavilion.

Everyone's eyes suddenly brightened.

Looking around, the vast Poyang Lake comes into view, which makes people feel enlightened.Especially when the summer breeze blows gently, there are subtle waves on the lake, accompanied by the cruise ships passing by the gallery, which is too much for the eyes to see.

Seeing this scene, many viewers expressed their admiration.

"gorgeous."

"So beautiful."

"As expected of the three famous buildings."

"How can I have no culture, and I will go all over the world with one word."

"Fuck!"

"Fuck +1."

"..."

Amidst the exclamation of everyone, Lin Xuan walked out from behind the Tengwang Pavilion with a smile.

Seeing Lin Xuan, the audience's eyes instantly focused on him.The barrage in the webcast room skyrocketed.

"I just said why Brother Xuan didn't come."

"Ah, it's really Brother Xuan."

Soon one person swiped the screen and said, "Brother Xuan, facing such a beautiful scenery, don't you want to recite a poem? Brother Yixuan's talent in poetry is definitely not difficult, right?"

As soon as this comment came out, countless people echoed it instantly, and the barrage began to pour out crazily.

"Brother Xuan, recite poetry!"

"Lin Xuan, here is a poem."

"If you don't want it, it should be at the same level as "Will Entering Wine"."

"I must see if there are other sentences that can describe the scenery of Poyang Lake besides 'Fuck' and 'The thief is so beautiful'."

"Poetry, I want poetry."

"I want poetry."

"I want."

"..."

Ding Lei, who was about to hand over the live broadcast to Lin Xuan, heard the voice of chief director Zhu Yong: "Xiao Ding, now the audience is strongly demanding Director Lin to recite poems, you ask Director Lin if he has this intention. This will increase the ratings great opportunity.”

Ding Lei gestured to show that she understood.Then he looked at Lin Xuan and smiled and said, "Brother Xuan, the audience friends have a request, can you agree?"

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "What request?"

Ding Lei said: "Everyone says Brother Xuan, your talent in poetry is unparalleled, so I hope you can recite a poem in front of such a beautiful scenery. I wonder if you can satisfy everyone's wishes?"

Recite poetry?

Lin Xuan blinked and almost laughed out loud.

He was still thinking about how he could find a way to write "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" just now, but he didn't expect that everyone would rush to the door before he even opened his mouth.

There was a bright smile on his face: "Thanks to everyone's love, it's a great honor. But I feel that just reciting a few sentences can't show the charm of Tengwang Pavilion. Because this tower not only can see the beautiful scenery, but also Carrying countless historical cultures. How about... How about I write an article for everyone here?"

"what?"

Even Ding Lei was a little stunned at this moment.

The audience watching TV was also stunned.

Especially Director Hou, who was so bad that his eyes went dark.My ancestor, you write poetry!Hurry up and write poetry!Such a great opportunity, if you write a poem comparable to "Will Enter the Wine", then Tengwang Pavilion will definitely be a hit.But what do you mean by writing an article?He had never heard of anyone who was famous for writing articles in the attic throughout the ages.After all, the article is only a few hundred words, who has the patience to read a stinky and long article?

In the astonishment of everyone.

Lin Xuan turned to a staff member next to him and said, "Please help me prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Um... the paper must be large and high-quality rice paper."

"Yes!"

The staff quickly took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that had been prepared.

Seeing this scene, everyone was even more sluggish.

"Are you really going to write an article?"

"What the hell is Brother Xuan doing?"

"Is the poetry not good? I get a headache when I read the article."

"That's right, how wonderful it is to recite poetry in this scene."

"No matter how good an article is, it can't compare to poetry. Brother Xuan, don't mess around."

at the same time.

In a small courtyard in the capital, Lu Bojun, Liu Jihong, Lu Cheng and other bigwigs gathered together, all watching TV.

Liu Jihong's voice showed surprise: "Is it not poetry? Is it an article? Prose or something?"

Lu Cheng shook his head: "It's probably not as simple as prose. After all, no matter how beautiful prose is, it can't be compared with poetry. Look at how heroic Lin Xuan's last song "Will Enter the Wine" is? No prose can compare to it. They were all eclipsed. But now Lin Xuan actually abandoned poetry and chose essays. So I feel that it must not be prose."

Lu Bojun frowned: "But if it's not prose, what is it?"

Everyone showed puzzled expressions.

But what they can be sure of is that with Lin Xuan's ability, things will never be easy.

on site.

Lin Xuan didn't pay attention to the surrounding discussions, he just sat on the highest floor of Tengwang Pavilion, looking out the window at the blue waves, with deep eyes.

After a while, he looked back, took a pen, dipped in ink, took a deep breath, and began to write vigorously on the spread rice paper.

Soon, chic and elegant brush characters appeared on the rice paper:

"The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu. The stars are divided into Yizhen, and the ground is connected to Henglu. The three rivers are connected to the five lakes, and the wild thorns are controlled to attract Ouyue..."

As she wrote, there was an uproar immediately, whether it was the crowd watching or watching the live broadcast.

Many people stared wide-eyed.

"What a beautiful calligraphy."

"Wow, the handwriting is so beautiful, isn't it?"

"No worse than a calligrapher at all."

"It turns out Brother Xuan's calligraphy is so good."

"..."

The audience's first impression was that they were overwhelmed by Lin Xuan's calligraphy.

Especially some people who have studied calligraphy almost have their eyeballs protruding. They can see that although Lin Xuan's brush calligraphy has not reached the peak, it has completely mastered the demeanor and is self-contained, which can be called amazing.

"That's not a bad word."

Liu Jihong was also amazed by Lin Xuan's calligraphy at the beginning, but soon she was attracted by the content, and her eyes gradually showed surprise: "Ancient prose? Every sentence is neatly contrasted. Lin Xuan will not write a parallel essay, right?"

"Parallel prose? How is it possible?"

Shen Qing exclaimed.As a linguist, he has studied all kinds of ancient prose very deeply, and he knows that parallel prose is about antithesis, and he attaches great importance to the harmony of sound and rhyme and the magnificence of words.Because of this, parallel prose requires a very high level of knowledge in ancient prose and is quite difficult to write.Even many parallel prose in ancient times were reduced to formalism. Although the rhetoric is gorgeous, the content seems empty. Very few literati are willing to touch this style of writing, because the effort is thankless!

So when Liu Jihong guessed that Lin Xuan was going to write a parallel essay, Shen Qing subconsciously thought it was impossible.

Liu Jihong also felt a little ridiculous, she shook her head without speaking, and continued to stare at the TV screen.

On the rice paper, lines of text are displayed:
"Wuhuatianbao, Longguang shoots at the market of Niudou; outstanding people, Xu Ru under Chen Fan's couch..."

"Ten ten-day vacation, there are many victorious friends; thousands of miles are welcome, and the house is full of friends..."

"The mountains are towering and emerald, and the sky rises above; the flying pavilion flows pills, and there is no land below..."

Elegant characters gradually emerged from Lin Xuan's pen.

At the scene, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

There was a lot of noise.

Everyone stared blankly at Lin Xuan, who was flying around, and it seemed that there was a series of silent waves crashing in front of them, which made all of them shake their hearts.

Those who can enter Longtai, who didn't come out of China's top universities?
That's why seeing Lin Xuan's words can resonate in my heart.

Especially Ding Lei, a talented woman known as Huaxia Tong, felt ashamed for a while when she saw the lines written by Lin Xuan.

In the courtyard of the capital.

Lu Bojun was already stunned.

Lu Cheng couldn't help standing up at some point, his breathing became short of breath.

Shen Qing, who just spoke, threw herself in front of the TV, wishing she could lie on the screen.

Liu Jihong kept shaking his head while muttering to himself: "It's really a parallel prose. I never expected that parallel prose can still be written in modern society. Especially the quality of this parallel prose seems...it seems..."

She muttered a few words, but couldn't think of how to comment.

outside world.

The reaction of the audience who was watching the live broadcast was even greater.

"What did Brother Xuan write? The scumbag can't understand it."

"Although my ancient prose is not good, reading Lin Xuan's article made me feel heroic."

"The battle is too neat, isn't it? Is this something that ordinary people can write?"

"It seems that every sentence is a couplet."

"I don't know."

"..."

Even though many ordinary people don't understand ancient Chinese very well, there is surprise in their eyes at this moment.I was amazed by Lin Xuan's calligraphy skills, the beauty of words, and the magnificence of diction...

Only then did everyone understand why Lin Xuan wanted to write an article.

So shocking.

too graceful.

Just by reading the text, one can imagine the magnificence and atmosphere of Tengwang Pavilion, which makes people linger and forget to return.

"This is Brother Xuan's strength. We only know what to do, but Brother Xuan wrote 'The water is exhausted and the pool is clear, the smoke is condensed and the mountains are purple'. We can only say that it is beautiful, but Brother Xuan It reads 'He Ting Fu Zhu, the lingering back of the poor island; Gui Dian Lan Palace, the posture of hills and mountains'. Now I can only say one thing: Awesome!"

Just when everyone was silent in amazement.

Lin Xuan in the camera took another deep breath, glanced at the scenery outside the window, and a line of beautiful words appeared on the rice paper:
"Sunset clouds and solitary ducks fly together, and the autumn waters share the same color of the sky. Fishing boats sing late, and the sound echoes on the shore of Peng Li; the frightened geese frighten the cold, and the sound breaks the waters of Hengyang."

(End of this chapter)