I’m Really a Superstar

A good year will change.

The people who went upstairs and downstairs to the party all had big eyes and looked at the changes in the situation in the backyard.

As a teacher of Chen Mo, Master Wei can only stand up and say to Wu Zeqing: "President Wu, can't help, the apprentice is not sensible, you don't have a junior.

Wu Zeqing smiled. "Nothing, Xiaomo wrote well."

Master Wei sighed and said: "The word is ok, the heart is far from the heart."

Master Zhou followed and said: "You have to hone and hone, and leave the teacher early." Gently shake his head.

As for the other calligraphers around, there is nothing to say, because the other is the apprentice of Master Wei, they are not convenient to open the lesson. If you take a long piece of Yuefu poetry, you should stay with your family and shouldn’t show up. This Chen Mo word is written well, and the literary talent is also very outstanding, but the character is worse. What is the identity of President Wu? That is the hero of a woman. Even these calligraphers do not dare to make it in front of others. What is your late generation? Fortunately, the headmaster Wu did not care about it. This is the amount of people's temperament. Otherwise, if this matter is changed to someone else, you write it, and people take a table and blink. You know, in the field of culture and education, Wu Zeqing’s influence may be greater than the influence of people at the place.

They are just marginal figures.

Wu Zeqing is the person in the real system.

I don’t even understand this, and the future achievements are not high. Everyone has a judgment on Chen Mo’s heart. Hey, but young people, when there is always impulsiveness, when they make mistakes, they also have to Give some opportunities for young people to grow and change.

Master Zhou looked at Chen Mo. "I still don't have a sin with President Wu."

Chen Mo indulged for a moment before he looked at Wu Zeqing. "President Wu, if there is anything wrong with it, I say sorry, but my Yuefu poem really has no other meaning. I want the teacher to test my learning results. "He still doesn't admit his mistake."

Everyone frowned.

Master Wei’s eyes also cooled down.

Chen Mo is also riding a tiger, self-respecting, anyway, it has reached this point. He can only stand there with his neck. He does not know that Wu Zeqing has given Zhou’s calligraphy to his teacher. Now he wants to give his teacher a sigh of relief. The consequences are that he doesn't care, he does it all, writes and writes, and it won't be returned.

Su Na airway: "I don't know if you are good, Wu, the headmaster ignores you, you are still coming."

Su Dad rebuked. "You sit down, so excited."

Su Na said: "He has degraded our women, and I am not allowed to say him."

A female calligrapher snorted. "All the time is still engaged in these feudal discriminations against Wei Laozi. Today is the anniversary of the Calligraphy Association. It is also your birthday. We are giving you a birthday, but it is not because of the temper. This is already new. Society, how do you still have these aging decaying ancient thoughts? If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I can’t believe what happened to our women?”

"correct"

"Why are we all right?"

"The person who can write such a Yuefu poem, the character is not much better."

"I still don't admit my mistakes? I still don't know how to repent? Do you dare not do it?"

"Master Wei, we respect you, but your disciple... really not good"

A group of female family members and female calligraphers are still screaming, and President Wu is not paying attention to him because of the presence of President Wu, but they are not so much stressful, and they are lesbians, and they are all light. Chen Mo’s calligraphy is really hateful.

Teacher Wang said to his wife: "Old song, what mess you have."

The woman crossed her eyebrows: "How are you? I can't talk anymore."

Teacher Wang grinned. "You can't say a few words. Can you still stop your mouth? Eat it." He didn't want to go on any more. After all, Master Wei lived a long life and said that he did not have much on Wei's face. Beautiful.

Another calligrapher said to his daughter: "Xiaojiang, don't make trouble, eat well"

The girl who sat at the table with Su Na dropped the chopsticks. "I still have to eat it. My dad, that surnamed Chen is full of food. I didn't recruit anyone who didn't provoke anyone to eat my meal. He also Beating on our woman? If your article has other themes, but what about him? What do the men in Yuefu’s poems seem to be striving for, they can’t listen to others, but most of the text is about how women are lacking in morality. How do you look down on the essays in our minds? If you send them out, if you circulate outside, how do people look at the calligraphy association? Hey, I thought it was a gathering place for old feudal feuds."

The father is on fire, "What do you eat your meal?"

Xiaojiang Road: "Don't give me a statement, I still don't eat it."

Next to a woman, she grabbed Xiaojiang and shouted to the other side: "Old Sun, you shout less to the child, let him write, don't let us say it?"

"Yu Dajie, Xiao Mo is not intentional." The father smiled bitterly.

Yu Dajie said: "That must also apologize to all our lesbians."

The women in the audience did not agree. Those male compatriots have a headache.

"Brother."

"Master brother."

"This"

Master Wei’s other disciples are all sitting on wax.

Chen Mo is difficult to cover the water, can only say: "You big sister, auntie, I really have no other meaning, is to imitate some of the ancient people's thoughts and Yuefu poetry format, want to show my learning results when the teacher lived, so I created a Month, I want to give the teacher a surprise."

Still not recognized?

Still arguing

This time, even the male comrades can’t stand it anymore.

Suddenly, when a person spoke, Zhang Hao casually ate a bite of food, swallowed it, and quietly smashed Chen Mo. "Do you make such a broken thing in your research for a month? You are not doing much in this study." ”

Chen Mo sneered, "Breaking?"

Zhang Shuzui is poisonous. "I said it is a broken thing. I am talking to Master Wei. I really want to see it. You can’t understand this Yuefu poem. Do you know what Yuefu poetry is? Do you know how to write Yuefu poems? You broke the article at this level, and dare to call Yuefu poems? Don’t tease them. In the future, you will write a sneak peek at yourself and don’t get a lot of people. Let the people who understand the literary poetry read it, don't let people laugh at the big teeth? You are still sloppy, but you can, but this level of literature is really not a star or a half, I tell you, the real Yuefu Although the language format is not so particular, there are not so many flat requirements, and it is very free. However, it is not a matter of irregular words. When you finish writing with music, you can sing two words, called Yuefu poetry, and the poetry of Yuefu poetry is not complete. In the soundtrack, the literature of the Republic is profound and profound, not as simple as you think."

Su Na said, "Say well."

How is it good to say? Su Na does not understand

Other people present are similar. Speaking of it, they really don't understand the poetic form of Yuefu poetry. There is no restriction on the word card. There is no limit on the level of the song. However, the language level is very high. It is difficult to explain the characters and even some dialogues. It is difficult. Write - everyone's concept will stay here, after all, all of them are engaged in calligraphy, knowing Yuefu poetry, but it is impossible to study so fine and thorough.

A young man can't hear it. "You said that my brother wrote?"

"I don't understand my brother, or you don't understand." Another Wei disciple's disciple also put aside.

Zhang Xiaole, "I don't understand?"

Su Na listened, but also laughed.

Seeing Zhang Yankou’s mad words, Chen Mo also opened his mouth. Other aunts and aunts are his elders. He is not good to refute, but what are you? Chen Mo said directly: "Well, you said it is very good, then don't just say that you don't practice it? I am not writing Yuefu poems, then you should say how to write Yuefu poems."

Zhang Xiao smiled and said: "I am happy tonight, President Wu, I am happy, then I will teach you, do not charge you tuition." After that, he turned to Wu Zeqing: "President Wu, did not bring any gifts today, come with empty hands. I am also a little embarrassed, I will write an article, a birthday present."

Wu Zeqing laughed and said: "Okay."

Master Zhou stunned, "What are you going to write?"

Zhang Yi lightly relaxed: "I said, naturally it is Yuefu poetry. I just said that I sent the poems to the headmaster Wu. Wu is not very satisfied. I said that the allusions in my poems are unclear. I also want to tell you a story."

Wu Zeqing looked at him softly. "Well, I am waiting for your Yuefu poems. If I don't write well, I won't accept it." He made a joke, but he did not question Zhang Huan at all.

A lot of people have taken a breath, I rely on, do you really want to write Yuefu poems? This poetic style is no more than the other five-character and seven-character poems. The Yuefu poems are generally storytelling. The characters should be portrayed, the story should be told, and the main story must be finally asked. There must be literary thoughts, and the most important language must be Everyone has just seen the power of Zhang Wei’s poetry, but it’s just writing dozens of words. Each one is a short poem, good idea, good writing, and Yuefu poetry can be completely different. No one. In the months of the month, the conception and precipitation, a few hundred words of thousands of long poems? This is something that can't be written at all. Everyone knows that this young woman in sunglasses is obviously talking about it. He certainly hasn't created this kind of thing in advance. Now I have to write a pen in two sentences. Is this still going to be created on site?

This is Yuefu poetry.

Can this thing come on the spot?

Everyone has no such concept at all, and I have never even heard of it. Can someone really do it? impossible

Suna is full of confidence. "Take me a teacher, let them see and see a few frogs at the bottom of the well, and dare to talk to you about literature and poetry structure? Laughing people." She really wants to laugh.

Zhang Wei said to the other side: "That troubles to help me prepare a long piece of rice paper, the number of words may be a bit more."

"What percentage?" asked Master Zhou.

Zhang Hao does not understand, "Hey, just do it."

Master Zhou was speechless and asked, "How many words?"

Zhang Weidao: "I don't know, write it first."

Also, when people create on-site, where will they know how many words they can write, Master Zhou told the disciples to arrange, and soon they will be ready.

A lot of people didn't eat anymore, and they walked over to see the excitement.

"Let's go downstairs."

"I have a lively look."

"Wait for me, I will go to me too."

Upstairs, there were many genus and participants.

This time it’s not a game, but it’s more interesting than the previous ones, and it’s amazing. Suna squeezed in, and others rushed to the nearest place.

Chen Mo waited to see a joke, and several of his brothers and sisters were also like this. Anyone who did not have any preparations wanted to write Yuefu poems? Do you want to think of hundreds of thousands of words? Isn't this a big joke and what story do you want to write? The ancient story has long been written and rotten, and it is not new.

Master Zhou stood in the innermost circle.

Master Wei and Wu Zeqing also sat and watched.

Everyone's eyes are concentrated on Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei let the brush smack the ink, looked up and found Chen Mo, "Followed, what is the Yuefu poem" finished, the pen was dropped, and the mouth also described a sentence, "In ancient times, there was a woman, called a flower Mulan."

woman?

Hua Mulan?

Didn't the ancient style of writing write men? Do you want to write a woman to be the protagonist?

After Chen Mo and several brothers and sisters heard it, they even sneered a few times. The rest of the people heard it, but they were also stunned. They looked puzzled and puzzled. They said that you can do it, not only. Write a Yuefu poem, and use a woman to do the main plot? Xiangfu teaches arable land for farming? Is there anything to write about this?

"Hey, Fu Mu, Mulan is the peasant. I don't hear the sound of the machine, but I sigh."

The first line began to fall, and Su Na was in place. After walking to Zhang Wei, he wrote a sentence and Su Na read it, so that people who could not see clearly could hear it.

"what?"

"Is it really woven for farming?"

“What can be written shortly in the parents?”

"Small voice, don't bother him, look again."

The next few women and girls pointed and said.

Zhang Wei didn't think about it. One word followed by one word, written very quickly, and the pen was firm. He couldn't see a little thought and conceived. "Why ask the woman what to think, ask the woman what she remembers. The woman also has no thoughts. The woman also had no memory. Last night I saw the military posts, Khan was a big soldier, the military book was twelve volumes, and the volume was named. The grandfather had no big children, Mulan had no long brother, and he was willing to be a city pommel horse. ""

Chen Mo stunned

what?

For the father to join the army?

Women dressed as men to go to the army?

Other people suddenly quieted down and no one spoke.

Zhang Yuyue writes faster, "The East Market buys a horse, the West City buys a saddle, the South City buys Shantou, the North City buys a long whip. Once he resigns, he goes to the Yellow River, does not smell the girl, but smells the Yellow River. The water splattered and splashed. When I went to the Yellow River, I went to the head of Montenegro, and I didn’t smell the voice of the girl, but I heard the Yanshan Hu riding.

There is a slightly fat middle-aged woman with a red circle.

Several other women have heard this and they have touched

A poor woman, a filial woman, a brave woman

Written here, Zhang Wei’s pen is suddenly abrupt, as if the characters in Yuefu’s poems have jumped out with the change of his pen, and the atmosphere has become fierce. “Wanli went to the opportunity to take the opportunity to fly off the mountain. The cold light iron clothes. The generals died in battle, and the strong men died in ten years. Returning to see the emperor, the emperor sat in the Mingtang. The policy was twelve turns, and the reward was hundreds of strong. Khan asked what he wanted, Mulan did not need Shangshulang, and he would like to ride thousands of miles. Sending children back to their hometown."

Everyone

After so many people died, Mulan survived?

God's reward, but why should she not be an official?

Zhang Wei wrote: "Yang Niang heard the woman coming out, Guo Xiangfu will be; Auntie Wenmei came, and the housekeeper red makeup; the younger brother smelled, and sharpened the knife to the pig."

A picture seems to appear in front of everyone

It was a scene of excitement and jubilation in the family. Their loved ones survived and the military returned home.

Su Na thought, and there was a hint of whimper in her voice, as if she had been hit in the softest part of her heart, could not read it.

Zhang Wei took over the work of Su Na, and even read and read it himself. "Open my Dongge door, sit on my shack bed, take off my robes, and wear my old clothes. When the window is clouded, the mirror is yellow." Going out to see the fire companion, the fire companions are shocked: 12 years of peering, I don’t know Mulan...is a girl”

Xiao Jiang suddenly feels hot and boiling

A woman next to her is seeing tears.

The scene depicted in Yuefu’s poems can’t help many people.

In the end, Zhang Wei chuckled and wrote, while as if he was asking all the hostages: "The male rabbit's feet are smashing, the female rabbit's eyes are blurred; the double rabbits are walking away..." Strength, "Aneng can distinguish me as a male?"

Finished writing

The audience is silent

Zhang Yi mentions "Mulan Poetry", keeps the money, put down the brush

After Chen Mo finished watching, his face turned purple in a flash, and his several brothers and sisters were speechless.

Master Wei took a photo of the teacher's chair and laughed loudly: "A good person can distinguish me from being a male and a female."

Master Zhou’s mood at the moment could no longer be described in words. He looked at Zhang Wei with surprise and was scared by this earth-shattering Mulanshi.

Yes

Really scared

Wu Zeqing's eyes flashed

The lesbians present were all exclaimed and exclaimed.

"Hua Mulan? This is the model of our woman."

"This is a woman, who says women are not as good as men"

"What a man can do, a man can have achievements, and a woman can do it."

The women are a little excited, this "Mulan Poetry" simply wrote their hearts.

Yes, you guys have to have a colored eye. They have to hold the rabbit’s ear in the air to see men and women. The male rabbit’s feet are constantly moving. The female rabbit’s eyes are often squatting, so it’s easy to distinguish, but when When the male and female rabbits are running side by side, who can distinguish who is male and who is the same?

"Fantastic" Zhou master sighed with sigh

Suddenly, hey, there was a round of applause in the field. "It’s so amazing that today I’ve really seen it. It’s really a stranger."

"Mulan Poetry" is too good

Excellent to the point of shocking

Everything is afraid of contrast. Just now everyone thought that Chen Mo was very powerful. Can the poems of Yuefu poetry can be created with hundreds of thousands of words? But now, compared with the poetry of the young sunglasses, Chen Mo’s article is simply a bubble, a man written by Chen Mo, who sings a man’s dream of singing, but uses a woman to set off the opposite side. The article itself is too small and imaginative. There is no such thing as a shot. Even now, it seems that the rumors in Chen Mo’s writings are the language of the children’s family. It’s hard to be a good man. How can the young people’s poems from Wu Zeqing be written? People write women, but don't devalue anyone. Are you writing men to be officials? The woman who writes is not wanting to be an official, don't want credit, don't reward, just want to go home and reunite with parents. Are you writing a man who is self-satisfied? Is it not good to curse a woman like this? The woman who writes is the risk of killing the head. The woman is dressed as a man for the father and the family. She fights with the enemy in her daughter’s body. She goes to the sword in the knife and attaches her head to the waistband every day. General After a hundred battles, the "strong man" has been returned for ten years.

ten years

a weak woman

She did things that men can't do.

The ratio between Chen Mo and the youth of sunglasses is too great. The young Mulan Shi is obviously written for Chen Mo, and the sentences are tied to each other’s articles. In rebutting Chen Mo’s article pressing his face

Chen Mo’s face is hard to see, and he didn’t expect the other person to write such a poem.

Zhang Wei looked at Chen Mo, and he was not at all polite: "I can tell you again now, the one you wrote is nothing, not called Yuefu poetry, and there is no literary value and appreciation value." My own rice paper, "This is a Yuefu poem, not your kind."

Chen Mo said coldly: "What qualifications do you have to comment on my poems?"

Suddenly, Master Zhou’s eyes moved. After a little thought, I didn’t know why. I laughed happily. “Chen Chen, this person in front of you is really qualified to rate your poetry. He said that you wrote It’s not a regular Yuefu poem, so it’s definitely not. If he doesn’t have this qualification yet, there are not a few qualified people in the country. In the field of literature, maybe we are not at the opponent in the place. Then I looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao and said: "Young man, I know who you are."

Chen Mo Yan Ran, what does Zhou Zhou say?

Is he qualified? What qualifications does he have?

Also, everyone is not as good as each other's literary literacy? How can it be

"what?"

"who is it?"

"Is the old man aware?"

Everyone is too curious, who is this young man?

Master Wei and the calligraphers also looked over, and some people thought about it.

Master Zhou haha ​​smiled. "In fact, I should have thought of it. In the country, I can write ancient poems like this. I can write ancient words like this. I also master the culture of the couplet, and even create a "Mulan poem" without any thinking or drafting. "There are only one person in the world who can do this."

Finally, some smart people gradually guessed it.

Proficient in poetry and poetry, and no couple in the country, or was invited by President Wu? Also knowing Su Na, a Peking University teacher?

"I rely on"

"I know who he is."

"God is Zhang Wei"

"You are Teacher Zhang Wei"

Everyone was shocked, this is what nobody expected.