I’m Really a Superstar

Quiet air.

Everyone is watching the couplet.

Zhang Wei is afraid that people in the distance can't see clearly, and he has read it again. "Lonely, the window is empty."

Su Dad has been desperate for him to go out and fight, thinking that he won, who wants to wait for him is such a Shanglian, and he will give him a living back. Master Zhou and a few people who really know how to do it, after Zhang Hao’s writing, have been stunned by this Shanglian.

This

This is connected...

The meaning of Zhang Wei’s Shanglian is very simple, even straightforward, that is, a lonely widow is alone in the cold window. Unlike some couplets, it’s more sloppy than the classical Chinese. This is not useful for the simultaneous translation. Anyone can understand this. The combination of the tricky, at most, the capital of the radicals, on the surface is just an ordinary Qilian, this kind of Shanglian has gone in this world, nothing strange. Of course, this is the view of laymen. The one who is really in-house and really has a deep research on the couplet is that the first reaction is definitely to vomit blood.

How is this right?

This is simply not right.

However, some calligraphers have not felt that they have made suggestions.

"Mr. Su, why don't you write?"

"I think I am worried about it... I can't."

"It’s a pretty good guy... it’s not a good thing, it’s not perfect.”

The more you think about it, the more you feel a headache. The more you think about it, the more you feel shocked. This seems to be a pair of people. Just give them time. You can give them the time to think. The more you think about it, the more thoroughly you study. Deep feeling of powerlessness, my heart slowly cooled down

sorry

This union is not right.

There is no way for everyone to brainstorm

Master Zhou reminded: "There have been people who have already played. Do you want to have a collective opinion in this competition? Xiao Wu’s team is just two people, and the number is already small enough."

Zhang Wei said: "Master Zhou, it doesn't matter, I don't have any time to go online, not limited to anyone, even if someone is right after a few decades, this game is also my loss."

Master Zhou looked at him and smiled and nodded with relief. "Well, let's put this on hold first. This victory will be left until later. Maybe it will be a good story after a few decades, haha."

Zhang Wei proposed: "That is here today."

Master Zhou Yi, the more I look at Zhang Wei, the more I like it. "Well, the color head also belongs to it. It doesn't make much sense to compare it. It's a little bit more, let's have a meal."

Not winning or losing?

Is this a tie? talk about it later?

Everyone knows that the young women in sunglasses have given them a face. If they follow the rules of the game, he must have won, but he has offered to put it aside. This is still very temperament. It seems that this young man also Not knowing what to measure, no group chasing and slamming their faces really light.

Zhang Wei was a step. In fact, he did not intend to do this. Chen Mo’s words made him very unhappy. He made up his mind to kill them and lost their helmets. But there is no way. The other side’s game is Su Na. Father, Su Na is a colleague of Zhang Wei, and the relationship has always been very good. Zhang Wei can be indifferent to others, but to his friend's father, it is naturally impossible to chase after him, so he has taken the initiative to "seek. In the scene, this is not Zhang Jian’s sense of proportion, not what those people think, but Zhang Wei’s face to Su Na and Suna’s father.

Others do not understand Zhang Wei's evasion?

But Su Na must understand. She is very familiar with Zhang Wei. She knows Zhang Huan’s temper. It is a master who loves who, who is he afraid of? How high is Professor Yan’s identity? Zhang Wei said that he would be embarrassed. Su Na knew that Zhang Wei was not the master who would retreat because of these ceremonies. The reason why Zhang Zhang did not care about winning or losing, is to look at her face. Thinking of this, Su Na felt that her heart was very warm. She didn’t buy the face of so many calligraphers and artists. Even if they didn’t care about them, let’s say nothing, but Zhang Wei only gave her the face of Su Na’s friend. Child, in Su Na’s opinion, this kind of friend is the most handy, this is the real friend.

Su Na looked at the past and blinked her eyes.

Zhang Hao nodded and exchanged a look with her.

At this time, Master Wei finally smiled and said: "After life is awesome."

Zhang Qianqian has a half sentence, and he is half a sentence. "It’s yours who are modest, otherwise you will be the real one, I am not an opponent."

Wu Zeqing also smiled and said: "Master Wei, I will accept the color head?"

Master Wei’s face was unwilling to show his face. I don’t know if it’s true or not. “When I look at it again, I don’t have to look at it again.”

Master Wei’s apprentice Chen Mo’s face is not good-looking. What the teacher wants, they have not gotten so many people, there is no face.

Master Zhou’s disciples have taken out the previous color heads.

Wu Zeqing Wen Yadao said: "Or else you will borrow you for a while, then return me."

"Okay." Master Wei said to her: "How long does it take?"

Wu Zeqing whispered, "One hundred years."

Master Wei glanced at her, happy, "OK, settled"

The latter two sentences are what the two of them said. Only the close master Zhou and Zhou’s two disciples holding calligraphy heard it. Well, there are Zhang Jian in the ear, others have not heard, others I only heard that Wu Zeqing wanted to lend the painting to Master Wei for a while, and it was still necessary to return it.

Borrow a hundred years?

That is not enough.

Zhang Wei does not care about Wu Zeqing's decision. He always supports him.

The two disciples stunned and didn't say anything. Since Wu Zeqing whispered, it naturally had her whispered reason, saying that it was not to say that it was sent, and that 80% was to take care of Master Wei's face, and they would not preach.

Master Zhou was very happy at first sight, and he was in a good mood. He told the staff to open.

Master Wei is also very emotional. "I will eat it in the yard."

"Yes." Master Zhou looked up at the sky. "The weather is good today, warm."

Another master of calligraphy laughed: "Okay, let them put the table in the backyard. If the place is not enough, others will go to the small building to eat."

Set the table.

Serve.

Wu Zeqing called Zhang Hao over. "Have you heard it?"

"Ah? What do you hear?" Zhang Wei pretended not to know.

Wu Zeqing said in a voice that only two people could hear, "I ah, give the master you won to Master Wei. After all, you won, you have to tell you."

Zhang Weidao: "Nothing, you decide to do it, it is for you to win."

Wu Zeqing smiled and said: "The reason why I don't want the words of Master Zhou, I want you to write a word for me. I don't want that gift. You have to prepare a gift for me. When I open the meal, I estimate everyone. I should give you a gift. You are embarrassed to say that you are empty. Oh, I am waiting for you to send me a good message."

Zhang Yidun feels very faceless. Who is Master Zhou? It is a master of calligraphy. President Wu’s fine calligraphy of Master Zhou has voluntarily given up. They are not in the eye, but they have taken a look at Zhang Huan’s calligraphy. How much honour is it, Zhang Wei is also privileged to be flattered.

But what to write?

Nothing to write.

Zhang Xiao smiled and said: "Or else the ancient poems and couplets I wrote before will be given to you. When it is a birthday present, is this a success?"

Wu Zeqing said: "Your poems are my own, huh, huh, but I don't think it is enough. After all, those are not really ancient poems, no support for all, poetry is good poetry, words are good words, but there is no historical background. There are always some shortcomings in the mood."

Zhang Wei refused to accept, "How can there be no support for the allusion?"

Wu Zeqing smiled. "Then I ask you, why is the first word "虞美人" called 虞美人? What is the country of the country? What is the place in the Qingming", where is the apricot flower village of Xinghua Village? What is the story of the story? Huaqing Palace, where is Huaqing Palace? What kind of scorpion is riding a red dusty scorpion? How do you know that there is a scorpion that eats lychee at this time? Is there a record in history? Is there any information in the literature?"

Zhang Wei explained: "This is ......"

Waiting for him to finish, Wu Zeqing laughed. "I owe me a gift anyway, I will accept it for a while."

"Xiao Wu, come here, here is the main seat." Master Zhou called her.

Wu Zeqing passed, leaving Zhang Wei a person to smile, Lao Wu is to clarify that he wants to rob, or to rob a thorough ah

Not only her, but the rest of the people also know that Zhang Wei’s poetry is so good. Every capital in literature is impeccable, but the deviation is the support of allusions and history. If it is written by an ancient person, then nature Needless to say, the ancients were originally history and allusions, these poems are perfect, but Zhang Wei is not an ancient person, he is just a modern person who has absorbed modern culture, which makes the value of those poems discounted.

Zhang Wei is still not convinced.

Who told you that my poems are not supported by allusions?

Who told you that I can't explain it from historical data?

Why is "虞美人" called 虞美人? Because, because of the beauty of her, she... I have to say the next one, um, which country is the country? The country is of course... yes, say apricot flower village, where is Xinghua Village? Xinghuacun is actually... is the rice... next to the Daoxiang Village... next to one... one... I am going to write about the apricot flower village, what do you care about?

Zhang Wei is furious and angry. These ancient poems do not explain some allusions. If they have to explain, they have to go to the historical allusions of his world.

These poems almost mean?

So what gift can I give you?

Ancient poetry, there are very few things without an anecdote.

Could you write a Yuefu poem? There are many forms of this ancient Chinese language that do not support all kinds of stories, because they are all kinds of allusions. They are themselves adapted from a folktale. Zhang Jian’s understanding is an ancient novel. If you tell a story that is illusory and non-existent, then you don’t need historical allusions. Supported.

Yuefu poetry.

What to write to Lao Wu?