I’m Really a Superstar

Everyone is seated.

Find each place.

Zhang Wei walked to the back of a small table, "Su teacher."

"Severe teacher Zhang, you have a few poems shocked the whole audience." Su Na said, haha, she is not an old-fashioned person, usually there is no teacher of Peking University, it should be said that the smile, "I have a I have to ask you."

Zhang Wei sat down, "You said."

Su Na said: "You have to send me on the top."

Zhang Wei’s hand, “has been taken away by President Wu, you are going to find her.”

"Then you promised? You promised me to go, anyway, President Wu likes poetry, and should not be interested in the couplet, but my dad likes it." Su Nadao.

Zhang Xiao smiled and said: "Send Uncle Su? That line, no problem."

Su Na opened her mind: "That's right, it's enough."

At this time, Zhou master over there was a move, his eyes fell on Zhang Wei, and he waved: "Young man, haha, come to the main table and sit."

main table?

Everyone has a look

The master tables are all masters, and the average calligrapher is not qualified to sit up.

Master Wei also invited: "Yes, young people, come over, you are qualified to sit here."

How could Zhang Hao go, he immediately said: "Thank you for the masters, I can see you, but I can't dare to support them. I really can't go."

Wu Zeqing said: "He wants to sit there and sit down, let's eat."

A calligrapher in his forties is too curious to ask: "Old Wu, where did you meet such a person? We have never heard of him, who knows?"

"I do not know."

"See him for the first time."

Others also frequently look at Zhang Wei.

Wu Zeqing smiled slightly. "You must know him. As for who, I will sell it first. Isn't everyone hungry? Then I can move chopsticks first?"

what?

We all know? Can't

Master Zhou laughed, "Yes, eat first."

Mr. Feng, who had participated in the test before, said: "Xiao Wu, I have nothing to say, you have to give me the "Beauty Beauty", or you don't want to get a gift from me."

Wu Zeqing smiled and said: "Mr. Feng is a person who loves people."

Mr. Feng snorted. "I lost to a younger generation, my face was lost, and I couldn’t get any benefit. Then I decided, that word is mine."

Wu Zeqing smiled and said: "My consideration is considering."

Mr. Feng blinked. "I still think about it. You have given us all these old guys. We haven't found you yet. I know that your little teammates are horrified. Calligraphy is not bad. We are better than A fart, "They really lost this time, and they all lost in literary attainments.

Wu Zeqing reluctantly said: "Okay, okay, "The Beauty" is yours."

Mr. Feng sat down with a drink of wine. "This is almost the same."

At the beginning, Mr. Wang also said: "The "Jinse" is mine."

"I want that "Qingming", haha, I like this unlucky poem, Lao Wu, you can cut love, go back and write a different word for you, and change it." Another calligrapher Also spoke.

After a while, all the poems before Zhang Wei were finished, and Wu Zeqing did not fall.

The exchange of calligraphy and painting between calligraphers is a common thing, let alone those original poems written by Zhang Wei for the first time. It is collectible. Who knows what achievements the youth will have in the future? If you become a master in the future, the value of these poems must be dozens of times more than a few hundred times.

Sitting at the third table, Chen Mo blackened his face and listened to the dialogue at the main table. When he saw Zhang Wei’s poems, he was so popular that his brows tightened.

A young man secretly said: "Wu Zeqing is bringing people to the field."

Another young man also said: "It's too much. This is the life of our teacher. I won the teacher's wanted color and said that I have so many teachers' faces. What is he going to do?"

The first youth road: "Teacher, you can give the father a venting"

These are the disciples of Master Wei.

Chen Mo’s face is certain, whispered: “Oh, my.”

Opened.

The second link has also begun.

Come over there, "Master Wei, I will honor you."

Another young one, "Sister Wu, happy birthday."

Several people came up first and took out the prepared birthday gift. Someone gave Wei Master a collapse, and someone sent a painting and calligraphy by Wu Zeqing.

One

Five...

ten

More and more people are coming forward to celebrate their birthday.

Master Wei and Wu Zeqing returned home with a lot of things.

"Master Wei, one of my masterpieces, I wish you a long life."

"Thank you, you have a heart."

Suddenly, a disciple whom Wei’s most valued stood up. Chen Mo went to the main seat and smiled and said: “Teacher, one day is the father of the teacher. Thank you for your careful teaching over the years. I know that you are not lacking. I can't give you any good things. The only thing I can get out of is the calligraphy skills that I have cultivated under the guidance of your years. Today I want to write an article for you on the spot. Please test my learning results. ”

He will speak very well.

Master Wei touched his beard and smiled and said: "This gift is good for me."

Master Zhou is also very interested. He told people to set up a pen and ink basket. The desk is in the middle. Everyone can see that people who eat upstairs can see on the window.

"Do you want to write calligraphy?"

"Let's see."

“Little is the most talented in Wei’s disciples.”

The people around them put down their chopsticks and smiled at the excitement over there.

Chen Mo took the pen and closed his eyes for a moment. He suddenly opened his eyes and put the pen on the rice paper. He took a small brush and might write a long poem.

Zhang Wei also passed.

"Good word."

"It is a disciple of Master Wei."

"Not worse than the youth of the sunglasses."

The crowd praised one by one, and the other disciples of Master Wei also cheered the teacher.

But when the word was written in a row, suddenly someone snorted and then jumped, this...

It turned out that the poetry of Yuefu poetry is still rare and everyone has never seen this Yuefu poem. It is obviously Chen Mo’s own creation. The difficulty of the creation of Yuefu poetry is much more difficult than that of ancient poetry. More common, second is difficult to master, it is too difficult to write well, it requires a deep ancient cultural foundation. I don’t know if Chen Mo has been preparing for a long time. This hand really makes everyone marvel.

Master Zhou congratulated: "Old Wei, you have been inherited."

Master Wei smiled and said: "Xiao Mo He is still far away."

"Is it too far? I can't look bad. He will definitely be better than you in the future. Haha." Master Zhou is an old friend with Master Wei. It is like a routine to step on him.

The poem is very long.

A song of Yuefu was written.

But when everyone goes to see the content of the verse, everyone is a glimpse.

Chen Mo’s Yuefu poem actually tells a story, saying that there was a man who had been unwilling to be motivated in ancient times. He wanted to get fame, but his wife had to block it. He wanted him to do business. The man did not agree. His wife took advantage of his family and started. As a result, the family business was all defeated. As a result, the family business was all defeated. The two men could only sleep on the streets. At the end of the day, the man took the fame and became a big official. The wife never made a second trip from the four virtues. During the period, the article also quoted the words of Kong Shengwei's woman and the villain.

The story is generally written in the feudal set of things. As far as the meaning is concerned, there is no meaning. It seems that Chen Mo himself is being written. Men must persist in their own ideals and goals and cannot listen to women. However, if this story is placed on other occasions, there is nothing left. It can be placed on today's occasion. There is a problem, and it is a big problem. Today, apart from Master Wei, it is also the birthday of Wu Zeqing.

What do you mean?

Is it only difficult for women and villains to raise?

Shouldn't a woman show up? Should you talk to your family?

Get a story saying that a woman won't have a wife at the end? Who are you who beat this? What is the identity of President Wu?

Chen Mo put down the pen, "I wrote it."

The atmosphere is solidified at once, and there are not many fools in the room.

Master Wei first sank his face and "dismissed"

Master Zhou did not boast of silence, raised his brow and looked at Wu Zeqing.

Wu Zeqing smiled faintly and said nothing.

Su Na is not good, stand up and stand up, "Who are you surnamed Chen?"

The female family member of a calligrapher also annoyed: "Whoever says that a woman is not as good as a man, what society is it, but also writes that feudal thought"

Another woman said: "What kind of Yuefu poems have written our women to nothing? What do you mean, Xiaomo so look down on women?"

Chen Mou smiled and said: "I don't mean anything else. It's just a Yuefu poem. Some words are quotes, not what I said. I am the author of antique people.

A group of women slammed him down and couldn’t listen to it.

Chen Mo no matter, he knows that he will definitely offend many people today, but he doesn't care. He only respects Master Wei. Wu Zeqing also smashes his teacher's face. Chen Mo, as a disciple, must of course give his teacher a face. He I think that Master Wei does not speak, it does not mean that he is not angry, so Chen Mocai has this article, that is, he wants to find some face that he lost before, and can’t let you Wu Zeqing win the game and win the face and win the color. Going away, what do you have to let you lose face?

game?

They are better than Zhang Wei

But now it’s not a literary test. Chen Mo is looking for a post.

Zhang Wei looked at Chen Mo, looked at the Yuefu poem, and really angered. Before everyone, a group of lords bullied Wu Zeqing, and Zhang Wei did not move. I know that everyone has no such bullying, but Chen Mo The meaning of writing an article is different. It is clear that I want to give Wu Zeqing an embarrassment. This is to show that I am looking for a change in the direction.

Rabbit scorpion

You are looking for death