This arrogant star is so charming

Chapter 79 I Use the Broad and Profound Chinese Culture to Sanctify

The editor said that the selling point came out too late, and her mother said it was too slow. After Chu Fan overthrew and rewrote, "I Open a Copy for Human Race" not only gave the protagonist a golden finger, but also adjusted the rhythm.

As a result, when Chapter 2 is over, readers can see that the protagonist is about to start pretending.

The cool thing about Confucianism and Taoism is that the protagonist copied poems from his previous life, and later extended to copy famous books, and even copied idle books.

Luo Xiyu was looking forward to this, although she knew the past life poems that the protagonist was going to write, she might be familiar with it and read it long ago.

"You want to see what poem the protagonist writes, don't you?" As the first reader, Chu Fan attaches great importance to Luo Xiyu's feelings after reading it.

Li Yu is no longer the first reader of the new version of "I Create a Copy for the Human Race". Chu Fan just wrote it today, and she hasn't had time to read it yet.

The new book was published on the new vest account, and he didn’t post a notice on the old book, so Chu Fan knew it, except for the website’s staff who were in charge of reviewing the new book’s storage, no one else knew about the existence of this book .

The great gods before they became famous, their new books came here in the same way. They were unknown, hiding in the corner and watching the new books of the great gods on the website.

"Yeah, I really want to see it, so I can see it quickly." Luo Xiyu replied while eating.

"You've read it." Chu Fan was very satisfied. He felt more and more that his ability to tell stories was quite strong, and his direction was right. As long as he continued to persevere, he would see the light eventually.

"Is it a poem that readers in this world are familiar with?" Luo Xiyu asked, searching for poems that fit the protagonist's current scene in his mind.

It's the Lantern Festival, and the protagonist takes the Su family sisters to the Lantern Festival in Pingyang City to enjoy the lanterns.

Chu Fan shook his head: "No, this world...is very strange to you, but you have seen it."

"Which one is that?" Luo Xiyu wondered, how could Chu Fan be sure that she had read it.

In the past 2000 years, there have been eight hundred famous poems by the ancients, and there are countless good poems with insufficient exposure.

"The one I sent you alone before." Chu Fan said.

Luo Xiyu's eyes widened: "That's not an ancient poem in our world."

"What do you mean?" Luo Jinyu was confused.

Luo Xiyu put his chopsticks into the bowl and said, "Chu Fan wrote it himself."

At that time, when she saw it, she thought it was written by some unknown ancient person, and it is only now that people pay attention to it, which is a great loss for mankind.

"You write ancient poems in fast food literature?" Luo Jinyu looked at Chu Fan like a monster.

"The setting is like this, you can't write modern poems, it's a bit nondescript." Chu Fan said.

"Is it the same as "When Will the Moon Come?" Luo Jinyu asked.

"Yes." Chu Fan nodded.

"Is it really that good?" Luo Jinyu asked her sister curiously.

"Each has its own merits. One is about Mid-Autumn Festival, and the other is about Lantern Festival. There is no way to compare which one is better or worse." Luo Xiyu said.

After a pause, she said worriedly: "Chu Fan, it's not a well-known poem from the previous life, will readers buy it?"

"I will first create a social account. Every time I copy a poem, I will publish it on the social account first. At least I can find out that it is from the previous life and not deceive the readers." Chu Fan said.

After doing this, for the readers, they can be regarded as the poems of the previous life, but those poems are not yet famous, and when his books become popular, they will become famous.

However, it is difficult to say whether it is poetry that drives his book fire, or his books that drive poetry fire.

Luo Jinyu's heart moved slightly, Chu Fan's move was a bit unusual for Qing Shuiwen in the fast food culture.

"It happened to be New Year's Eve, and the protagonist and the two sisters of the Su family went to watch the lanterns. It is very appropriate to write this poem." Thinking of the plot, Luo Xiyu was a little excited.

Luo Jinyu on the side felt like an outsider, no, it was a huge light bulb, and when it came to eat dog food, every time she forced herself to interrupt, Chu Fan would not take the initiative.

"What poem?" No one paid any attention to her, so Luo Jinyu had no choice but to continue to join in.

"Sister, wait, I'll send it to you." Luo Xiyu was very happy to share this good thing with her sister, so she put down her chopsticks, picked up her phone, and rummaged through the chat records with Chu Fan.

After finding it, she immediately sent it to her sister.

Luo Jinyu picked up the phone when she received a message notification tone, and opened it to check.

""Sapphire Case·Yuanxi"" Luo Jinyu nodded secretly, just by looking at the name, she knew it was in the style of ancient poetry.

"A thousand trees are blooming at night in the east wind. It blows even more, and the stars are like rain. The carves of BMWs fill the road. The sound of the phoenix flute, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night."

After reading the last chapter, Luo Jinyu felt awe-inspiring. In terms of the gorgeous rhetoric and the richness of the national style, "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi" seems to be better than "Water Tune Getou·When Will the Moon Come".

Luo Xiyu said braggingly: "Sister, Chu Fan is very powerful. Before the protagonist wrote this poem, Chu Fan laid the groundwork in advance and described the scene of the lantern festival, but it was only shown in vernacular."

This younger sister was getting more and more fallen, Luo Jinyu kept silent and continued to read.

"Moth's snow willow golden thread. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. When I look back, the man is there, where the lights are dim."

After reading Xiayu, Luo Jinyu couldn't believe that such an extremely beautiful poem was also written by Chu Fan.

"Are you selling such words in online articles?" Luo Jinyu felt very sorry. Chu Fan's doing so was really reckless.

"I can't make money from selling it outside." Chu Fan didn't think that doing so was overkill.

If you put it outside, you don’t know where to submit your manuscript, and you can’t sell it for money.

After the Internet age, paper books have declined, and traditional literature has declined with it.

In the past, after graduation, adults would still read paper books and traditional literature.

Now, people's living conditions are better, but the pressure of survival is even greater. Adults are busy with making ends meet. Even if they are free, they still watch videos and read some frivolous news. It is difficult to calm down and read books.

"Sapphire Case·Yuanxi" and "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·When Will the Moon Come" are poems that need to be calmed down to appreciate and understand. Except for the students who are still in school because they need to study for their homework, who else will treat them like treasures? Realize it with your heart?

Chu Fan just wants to add these traditional literatures to the fast-paced online literature, so that readers who only pursue a momentary pleasure can appreciate the charm of traditional literature.

The protagonist uses the extensive and profound Chinese culture to sanctify, and Chu Fan uses "I Open a Dungeon for Human Race" to do some positive things.

"I still can't believe that you wrote the poems "When Will the Bright Moon Come" and "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi" be written by you." The more she tasted Luo Jinyu, the more she felt that these two poems were so beautiful that no one could be a great talent do.

"It's true that I didn't write them. Their original authors have been dead for nearly 1000 years, so there is no way to verify them." Chu Fan said: "One is called Su Shi and the other is called Xin Qiji. Not only do these two poems not exist in historical records, even their names are missing. No."

(End of this chapter)