Live black all over the Internet: After death, you make me a legend

Chapter 176 A Poetic and Picturesque Classical Poem
"Two young men, drink tea, this is good tea!"

Lin Hai looked at the tea in front of him and nodded his thanks with a smile.

"Old man, this tea is probably not as interesting as wine!

How about you, old man, get us some wine? "

Liu Nan glanced at Lin Hai in surprise. Based on his understanding of Lin Hai, since he said that, there must be something wrong.

After the old man heard these words, he hurriedly waved his hands, his face seemed to be panicked.

"Young man, don't talk nonsense, grandpa is a law-abiding person.

This trip to the West Lake, drinking is not allowed now, but I remember it firmly, you can't hurt me. "

"Ahem, 500 yuan.

Also, we are not a TV station, and we will not send this out after we shoot it. "

The old man was filled with righteous indignation: "You young man, what are you talking about?
Today, even if you push me off this boat, there is no alcohol, and if I say no, it means no.I am a person who says nothing. "

"1000 yuan, no more. If you still say no, then I don't want it."

"Oh, you child...why do you just...force me like this?
Seeing that you are also a wine lover, how about I give you the two bottles of good wine I kept for myself.

There is also a plate of beef and a plate of pig ears. By the way, I will ask my old lady to make fish soup for the two of you later.

Uncle, I'm fishing, so I'm good at it! "

Good guy, this old man... really smells good, do you belong to it?
Liu Nan was surprised and looked at the old man in disbelief.

And in the live broadcast room, everyone burst out laughing.

"I laughed to death, this uncle is real, I just died laughing."

"Master: I don't want to do this either, but this person gave too much. 1000 yuan, it's worth the risk!"

"Young man, not only will I give you two bottles of wine, I will also give you some cold dishes and a pot of fish soup.

Otherwise, I can't feel at ease with your 1000 yuan, and I have a conscience that he can't live with it! "

"Damn, I just laughed to death."

"By the way, isn't that a violation of the regulations?"

"That's right, there are rules, can you violate the rules like this?"

"Well, you guys are enough, don't think about whether there are rules or not.

I am from the management department of West Lake, and this is a default unspoken rule of everyone.

The management fee paid every month is very high. These people have no way to make more money if they don't think of ways on their own.

So, don't talk about rules.Rules are made by people, and people have feelings.Therefore, the regulations are nothing more than human sophistication. "

"That's a good point, this brother, you are doing well."

"Indeed, the regulations are inseparable from human sophistication. If everything is rigidly followed by the regulations, then it is a robot."

……

"Excellent, Brother Hai, did you know all of this?"

Lin Hai raised his brows: "Hey, you kid, learn a little bit, just now the old man was afraid that we were from a TV station, so he said there was no alcohol."

Liu Nan also smiled: "Great, since that's the case, let's have a toast."

Liu Nan took a sip of the wine, feeling that the wine was a bit interesting.

"Old man, what kind of wine is this wine of yours? It seems to have a fragrance like flowers."

The old man was sitting on the bow of the boat, wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, with a pipe in his mouth, smoking that kind of earthen tobacco.

There is a fishing rod in front of him, and the old man is fishing at the moment.

"What kind of wine? This is the apricot blossom wine from our side. This kind of wine is very rare. There are only a few workshops making it now.

How about a good drink?I have been drinking this wine for more than 30 years. "

After hearing the name of this wine, Liu Nan was a little surprised.

"Very good, this wine is indeed a good wine.

The wine tastes pure and the aroma is pleasant!Today it seems that this trip to the West Lake is the right one, come come, brother Hai, let's continue drinking. "

All of a sudden, people started to drink apricot blossom wine and these appetizers.At this moment, the old man's fishing rod moved.

"Hey there's something, this is the bait."

After speaking, the old man quickly pulled up a fish.It doesn't look small, it weighs about three catties.

"A grass carp, let's use this to make pickled fish, just like this weather, drink some soup to warm your body after drinking.

Come here, old lady, and take the fish. "

It was said that an old woman came out of a small kitchen inside.

"It's not young, two young men, try my handicraft.

I used to be a well-known chef in eight towns. "

Liu Nan laughed: "That's great, I look forward to your craftsmanship."

Although it was raining endlessly today, it didn't affect Liu Nan's mood. On the contrary, he felt very comfortable on this boat.

At this moment, Liu Nan looked at Chun Yu and the willows on both sides of the West Lake, and couldn't help feeling poetic all of a sudden.

"The jasper is made up to the height of a tree, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who will cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors!
Hahaha, this West Lake tour is a bit interesting, so interesting. "

At this moment, Lin Hai put down the chopsticks in his hand, savored this new poem by Liu Nan carefully, and couldn't help but admire it greatly.

"Okay, okay, I don't know who cuts the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Anan, this poem seems to be chanting things, but in fact it can also be used to praise people.

This poem vividly writes the world in February.

Not to mention, this poem should make sense! "

Liu Nan touched Lin Hai with a smile: "Dangfu Dabai, today's trip to the West Lake, I think my inspiration will gush out."

……

In the live broadcast room, these audiences are also starting to record right away.

"Quick Xiaomei, record this poem for me.

The jasper makeup is one tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Record this poem quickly, and after the live broadcast is over, let's watch some poets explain this poem.

Sure enough, Mr. Liu Nan is worthy of being a master of poetry, this mouth is poetry and songs. "

……

Gu Qing has calmed down a long time ago, and now he thinks that no matter what Liu Nan writes, he will not be hit.

He, Gu Moren, is still a living person after all, and he is not a person of the same era as Liu Nan.

So, he didn't have to be hit.

Good guy, is this kid starting to play tricks like this?
"Damn it, it's so awesome, is this poem really so smooth?

Or, what the hell am I going to stop painting and become a poet too?

Yes, that's it. "

……

Ye Weidao was savoring this poem carefully at this moment, and he knew the name of this poem without mentioning it, it must be Yongliu.

What a song chanting willows, this is not only chanting things, but also anthropomorphic!

This poem seems to be easy to understand, but it is not difficult to understand.

However, if you want to understand this poem, you must do a careful study.

Thinking of this, Ye Weidao suddenly had an idea.

"Xiao Wang, what should I do with the live broadcast of this pen station?"

After Wang Fuxin received the call, he was stunned.

"Old... Teacher, what did you say??"

Wang Fuxin, Ye Weidao's bottom disciple, can be regarded as a closed disciple.

Ye Weidao had many students in his life, some held high positions, and some focused on academic research.

This Wang Fuxin can be said to be one of his most proud students.

In the end, he was admitted to the door wall, and he was also a direct disciple of the Wang family.

This child is smart, very smart, and there is a spirit in him, which is the reason Ye Weidao values ​​most.

Of course, there's no way to compare this to Liu Nan, even he himself can't compare to Liu Nan.

But, his status in the literary world is too high.

But Wang Fuxin never imagined that his teacher, a master of the Chinese literary world, would ask about the live broadcast?

Dude, it's like a toad eating an elephant, what the hell are you kidding me about?
"Didn't you hear clearly? I'm planning to start a live broadcast on the pen station as well."

"Pfft!...Why? Teacher, this is not a kind of..."

"What are you talking about, the times are advancing, and I have to follow the times!

The key to live streaming depends on how you use it.If you cheat money like some people do, it must be outrageous.

However, it is something of immeasurable merit to use it to popularize culture for the citizens of my big man.

So, there is no such thing as good or bad.

Besides, I, an old man, can't start a live broadcast anymore?
You get me an account, I'm going to use it tonight.

After Mr. Liu Nan's live broadcast is over, the broadcast will start, especially Mr. Liu Nan's poems.

Today's interpretations on the Internet, in my opinion, are somewhat too one-sided.So, I'm going to do the presentation myself. "

Come on, after hearing these words, Wang Fuxin suddenly understood and had nothing to say.

There is no problem in interpreting Shixian's poems.

There is no way, who made this the only poet fairy in the big man for thousands of years?

In the past, no matter how many poets there were, they could only be called poets, and Shi Xian is unique.

"No problem, teacher, I will arrange it for you right away."

Wang Fuxin is also a fan of Liu Nan. Nowadays, there are not many literati who do not regard Liu Nan as an idol.

why?
Because, Liu Nan is a god-level existence, and he alone has driven the cultural heritage and cultural revival of the entire Han Dynasty.

……

"Hey young man, don't you say that you are quite nice?

The wind in February is the same as scissors.The person who blows is cold and cold. "

The old man also heard Liu Nan's poem, but he didn't understand the poem, he just thought it was good and it sounded very interesting.

"See, these are the poems of real poets.

This poem, even for an ordinary person, feels good after listening to it. "

"Yeah, this might be Shi Xian. His talent is the supreme treasure of my man.

I think, in terms of culture, today we are driven away by Mr. alone. "

……

Liu Nan won't know about the praise in the live broadcast room, but at this moment, he is in a good mood anyway.

"Master, do you think it's good too?"

The uncle chuckled, and took a puff of earthy smoke.

"Yeah, sounds fine to me, just didn't remember it all.

Boy, are you a poet?

Let me tell you, recently there is a poet who has become very popular on the Internet and has written several poems. When I was doing business on a boat, I often heard people reading his poems.

say what……

The water from the invisible river falls from the sky and does not return when it reaches the sea.

I can't see the white hair or something, but it sounds interesting anyway.

Young man, is the poem you wrote better than his? "

"Pfft..."

Lin Hai took a sip of wine, and was left speechless by the old man's words.

He looked at Liu Nan with a smile in his eyes, and everyone could hear the ridicule in his eyes.

Liu Nan also held his forehead helplessly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Hahaha I laughed to death, I really want to be laughed to death. This uncle is a ghost, hahaha..."

"I'm also skeptical about life, I'm afraid I read a fake song about going to the bar?
God the hell can't see that the water of the big river falls from the sky and doesn't come back when it reaches the sea?My goodness, is this still going to drink? "

"Ahem, what, it's actually correct to understand it this way, the literal meaning is this."

"Pfft, I feel like I can never look at this poem directly again."

"Look at Mother Hai's expression, I'm dying of laughter, he's making fun of Mr.

"Hahaha, you Liu Dashixian is so powerful, you have been cleaned up by the uncle, haven't you?"

"Good guy, from now on, the strongest interpreter will be born."

All of a sudden, the live broadcast room was full of joy. This uncle is a comedian!

"I can't do it anymore. Tomorrow I have to go to the West Lake, take a ride on this old man's boat, and then ask him, I can't see the water from the big river coming up in the sky, and I won't come back in the sea. Hahaha..."

"Brother, how about we go together?"

"Can!!"

……

"Master, I'm not that good, I heard that the person who wrote the song "Water from the Sky Where the River Can't Be Seen" is super good.

It is said that this person is handsome and talented, and the whole world likes him.

In this life, there is no such perfect person.In my words, it is incomparable! "

"Pfft..."

Lin Hai sprayed again, and looked at Liu Nan in horror, with some alcohol in the corner of his mouth.

That look seems to say that I am too narcissistic to rely on you, right?

In this regard, Liu Nan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

What's the matter, I'm not allowed to beat around the bush and praise myself?

At this moment, the live broadcast room was stunned.

"Brothers, you said Master Shixian, is this a case of recovering from a disease and then developing a new disease?"

"Ahem, what, I have thought about many answers, but this is the only one I didn't think of."

"But friends in the live broadcast room, tell me, is Mr. wrong?"

Good guy, the live broadcast room was quiet for a moment.

"I lost, this...it seems, maybe, maybe there is nothing wrong, right?
Although I feel something is wrong, I don't want to understand what is wrong. "

"Ahem, what, I didn't even think about it. It seems that there is nothing wrong with that?"

"But, what everyone said, from Mr. Liu Nan's own mouth, is it the source of something wrong?"

"Hey...it's okay, it's true!"

……

When Yang Zhixue saw Liu Nan like this, a smile appeared on her face, but she cried when she smiled.

In her heart, it was as if there was a hand pinching her heart, and she wanted to suffocate uncomfortably.

She knows best that Liu Nan is such a person, he usually looks perfect, but he is also a bit dark and narcissistic.

She knew this kind of Liu Nan very well before, and she often saw it before.

But now, such a person is gone and doesn't belong to her anymore. She has left him for ten years! ?
(End of this chapter)