I’m Really a Superstar

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The air is quiet.

Everyone looked at the couplet.

Zhang Ye was afraid that people in the distance could not see clearly, so he recited it again, "Lonely and cold, a widow with an empty window."

Father Su was so desperate that he had to go out and fight, thinking that he had won. Who would have thought that what was waiting for him would be such a first couplet, which would be choked back to life in an instant. Master Zhou and the few truly knowledgeable people were all stunned by this couplet after Zhang Ye started writing it.

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This couplet...

The meaning of Zhang Ye's first couplet is very simple, even straightforward. It is about a lonely widow guarding the cold window. Unlike some couplets that are more difficult to pronounce and in classical Chinese, this first couplet does not even need a translator and anyone can understand it. But this first couplet does not even need a translation. The tricky couplet is, at best, just like the capital of the radical part. On the surface, it is just an ordinary odd couplet. There are so many such first couplets in the world, so there is nothing surprising about it. Of course, this is a layman's view. The first reaction of a truly expert person who has studied couplets deeply is to vomit blood.

How is this right?

This can't be right at all

But some calligraphers haven't felt it yet, and they have come up with suggestions.

"Teacher Su, why don't you write?"

"I think you're right about melancholy... Oh no."

"He's handsome...not good-looking, not neat."

The more everyone thought about it, the more headaches they felt, and the more they thought about it, the more shocked they felt. It seemed like anyone could be right about this couplet, as long as they were given time, but it happened that the more they thought about it in detail, and the more thoroughly they studied it, the more it seemed like there was a I felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and my heart gradually became cold.

sorry

This couplet actually doesn’t match up.

Everyone brainstormed and couldn't find a way to solve the problem of ShangXiaLian

Master Zhou reminded: "There are already people participating in the competition, so there is no need for collective opinions in this competition, right? Xiao Wu's team only has two people, and the number of people is small enough."

Zhang Ye said: "Master Zhou, it doesn't matter. My first alliance is not limited to time or anyone. Even if someone confronts me decades later, I will still lose this round."

Master Zhou looked at him, smiled happily and nodded, "Okay, let's put this one on hold for now, let's leave the outcome for later. Maybe it will be a good story decades later, haha.

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Zhang Ye suggested: "Then let's stop here today."

Master Zhou said yes. The more he looked at Zhang Ye, the more he liked it. "Okay, the lottery has been assigned. I don't think it makes much sense to compare. This is a bit too much. Let's start dinner."

Forget about winning or losing?

Is this a draw? talk about it later?

Everyone knew that the young man in sunglasses had saved face for them. According to the rules of the competition, he would definitely have won, but he took the initiative to put it aside. This is still magnanimous. It seems that this young man also It’s not that they don’t know how to measure, they didn’t get chased and beaten so hard that their faces were really stripped naked.

Zhang Ye gave in. In fact, he had no intention of doing so. Chen Mo's words made him very unhappy. He had already made up his mind to kill them, but he couldn't help it. The opponent was Su Na. His father, Su Na, was Zhang Ye’s colleague, and their relationship had always been very good. Zhang Ye could be indifferent to others, but naturally he couldn’t pursue and fight his friend’s father, so he took the initiative to “seek peace.” "This is not Zhang Ye's sense of measure, it's not what those people think, it's just Zhang Ye giving face to Su Na and Su Na's father.

Others don't understand Zhang Ye's avoidance?

But Su Na must understand. She is very familiar with Zhang Ye and knows his usual temper. He is a master who loves everyone. Who has he been afraid of? What is Professor Yan's status? Zhang Ye just scolded him. Su Na knew that Zhang Ye was not a master who would give in because of these etiquettes. The reason why Teacher Zhang didn't care about winning or losing was because of her, Su Na's face. Thinking of this, Su Na felt very warm in her heart. She didn't buy the favor of so many calligraphers and artists and ignored them, let alone fawning over them. However, Zhang Ye only gave her the favor of her friend Su Na. Son, in Su Na's opinion, this kind of friend is the most easy to make. This is the real friend.

Suna looked over and blinked.

Zhang Ye nodded and exchanged a look with her.

At this time, Master Wei finally opened his mouth and said with a smile: "The younger generation is scary."

Zhang Ye was modest, only half a sentence, "It's all you who have shown humility, otherwise if you were serious about it, I would not be your opponent."

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

Master Wei showed an expression of reluctance on his face, and he didn't know whether it was true or not. "When I take another look, I won't have a chance to see it if I don't."

Master Wei's apprentice Chen Mo looked a little ugly. Not all of them got what the teacher wanted. They were really shameless.

Master Zhou's disciples have already taken out the previous winnings.

Wu Zeqing said gently: "How about I lend it to you for a while and then return it to me."

"Okay." Master Wei said to her, "How long will you borrow it for?"

Wu Zeqing smiled softly, "One hundred years."

Master Wei looked at her and said happily, "Okay, it's settled."

The last two sentences were spoken by the two of them. Only Master Zhou and the two disciples holding calligraphy hands of Master Zhou who were nearby heard it. Well, there was also Zhang Ye who had a sharp ear. No one else heard it. I only heard that Wu Zeqing wanted to lend the painting to Master Wei for viewing for a period of time, and he would return it when the time came.

Borrow for a hundred years?

That means I can’t pay it back.

Zhang Ye didn't care about Wu Zeqing's decision. He would support whatever Old Wu did.

The two disciples were stunned and didn't say anything. Since Wu Zeqing said it in a low voice, she naturally had a reason for speaking in a low voice. Borrowing or giving away was probably to take care of Master Wei's face, and they would not publicize it.

Master Zhou was very happy and in a good mood when he saw it, and ordered the staff to start the banquet.

Master Wei was also in a good mood, "I think we can eat it in the courtyard."

"Okay." Master Zhou looked up at the sky, "The weather is nice and warm today."

Another calligraphy master smiled and said: "Okay, let them set up a table in the backyard. If there is not enough space, others will go to the small building to eat."

Set the table.

Serve.

Wu Zeqing called Zhang Ye over, "Did you hear that just now?"

"Ah? What did you hear?" Zhang Ye pretended not to know.

Wu Zeqing said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I gave the lottery you won to Master Wei. After all, you won it, so I have to tell you.

Zhang Ye said cheerfully: "It's okay, you just have to decide. Anyway, I will win for you."

Wu Zeqing smiled and said: "The reason why I don't want Master Zhou's calligraphy is that I want you to write a good calligraphy for me. I don't want that gift. You have to prepare another gift for me. When dinner is served later, I guess everyone will It’s time to send gifts, so you’re embarrassed to be empty-handed, right? Haha, I’m waiting for you to give me a nice piece of writing.”

Zhang Ye suddenly felt that he was very dignified. Who is Master Zhou? He is a master of calligraphy. Principal Wu even gave up Master Zhou's exquisite calligraphy and did not take it seriously. Instead, he fell in love with Zhang Ye's calligraphy. What an honor it was. Zhang Ye was flattered and felt honored at the same time.

But what to write?

There's nothing to write about

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "How about I give you all the ancient poems and couplets I wrote before and treat them as birthday gifts. Is this okay?"

Wu Zeqing said: "Those poems of yours are mine, haha, but I feel that they are not enough. After all, they are not real ancient poems and have no allusions to support them. The poems are good poems and the lyrics are also good, but they have no historical background. , there is always something lacking in terms of artistic conception.”

Zhang Ye was dissatisfied, "Why are there no allusions to support it?"

Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "Then let me ask you, why is the poem "Poppy Beauty" called Poppy? What is the motherland? In "Qingming", where is the Xinghua Village where the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village? What are the allusions to the story? "Guo Meiren" "Huaqing Palace", where is Huaqing Palace? Which concubine is the concubine who laughs while riding a red dust concubine? How do you know that there was a concubine who ate lychees like this at that time? Is there any record in history? Is there any information in the literature? "

Zhang Ye explained: "This..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Zeqing smiled, "Anyway, you owe me a gift. I'll receive it later."

"Xiao Wu, come on, come on, I'm in charge here." Master Zhou called her over there.

Wu Zeqing passed by, leaving Zhang Ye alone with a wry smile. Did Old Wu make it clear that he wanted to rob, or did he want to rob thoroughly?

Not only her, but everyone else also knows that Zhang Ye's poems are really good. In terms of literature, every word is impeccable, but it is missing the support of allusions and history. If it was written by an ancient, then naturally Needless to say, the ancients are all about history and allusions, so these poems are perfect. However, Zhang Ye is not an ancient, he is just a modern person who has absorbed modern culture, which reduces the value of those poems.

Zhang Ye is still dissatisfied

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

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

"Poppy" Why is it called Poppy? Because, maybe because of Poppy, she... Forget it, let’s talk about the next one first, um, which country is the motherland? Of course the motherland is... By the way, let’s talk about Xinghua Village. What is Xinghua Village? Xinghua Village is actually... the one next to Da... Daoxiang Village... next to... I'm just going to write about Xinghua Village. Do you care?

Zhang Ye became angry because there were indeed some allusions in these ancient poems that could not be explained. If he had to explain them, he would have to extend them to the historical allusions of his world.

Are these poems almost meaningless?

So what gift can I give you?

There are very few ancient poems without allusions.

Should I write a Yuefu poem? Many of these ancient prose forms do not need to be supported by allusions, because they are allusions themselves, adapted from a folk tale. Zhang Ye understands it as an ancient novel, telling an illusory story that does not exist, so there is no need for historical allusions. Supported.

Yuefu Poetry.

What should I write to Lao Wu?