I’m Really a Superstar

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The party starts again.

Dishes were served one after another.

With the release of "Poetry of Mulan", the previous disputes also came to an end. No one mentioned those insignificant episodes anymore. People ate and drank in the backyard, and those who didn't give gifts continued to give them.

"Master Wei, I wish you a long life."

"Sister Wu, a small gift is not a sign of respect."

"Sister Wu, I wrote the subtitles. It is definitely not as good as the "Mulan Poetry" that Teacher Zhang gave you, but it is still a piece of my heart."

"As soon as "The Poetry of Mulan" came out, I was embarrassed to give gifts."

"Hahaha, me too, I feel like I can't get rid of these things."

"Oh, I'm still running through those words in my mind - the male rabbit's feet are twitching, the female rabbit's eyes are blurry; two rabbits walking next to each other, how can they tell whether I am male or female? Well, there was Mulan in ancient times and now there is Principal Wu. I have a hunch that this "Poetry of Mulan" will definitely be a good story dozens or hundreds of years from now, and it will definitely be passed down through the ages. Hundreds or even thousands of years from now, those of us here will all be the poets who wrote this poem "Mulan". When they talked about this Yuefu poem at that time, they had to mention us. In the past, we all studied and studied the allusions of the ancients. We never thought that we might become descendants. What an allusive day.”

"Teacher Zhang is a great talent"

"Yes, there is no more precious gift than this"

"What a Hua Mulan and a "Mulan Poem""

"If I could write such a piece of Yuefu poetry, I would stop writing from now on."

Everyone was eating, drinking and giving gifts, but they were still immersed in the shock that "Mulan Poetry" had just brought to them.

Master Zhou had a small appetite and ate quickly. After eating, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "I've finished eating. Please excuse me for a moment." Then he looked at Wu Zeqing and said, "Xiao Wu, why are you in such a hurry? The words have been put away. If you take them out for a while, I have to copy one."

Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "You want to write too?"

Master Zhou nodded and said, "My hands are itching too. I came across such a good piece of poetry and I was lucky enough to see the creation process live. Of course I have to write it down." Then he asked Zhang Ye: "Xiao Zhang, let me copy it." The content of "Mulan Poems" is OK? Don't sue me for copyright infringement, haha."

Zhang Ye quickly said: "Of course, this is my honor.

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Master Zhou asked his disciples to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Instead of writing, he read first. He read for about ten minutes, closed his eyes and thought for a long time before he started writing. He only dared to write after he had thoroughly understood the content.

When Master Zhou's version of "Poetry of Mulan" was completed, everyone applauded

"good words"

"Mr. Zhou has extraordinary skills."

Master Zhou was not satisfied. He shook his hand and said: "It's this poem that is good, not my handwriting. Moreover, my calligraphy is not suitable for writing this content. It is a bit too new and does not match the meaning of the text." , it’s not as expressive as Xiao Zhang’s free and unrestrained regular script, and it always lacks some artistic conception.”

There were already many people around taking pictures after eating. Some people took pictures of Master Zhou's "Poetry of Mulan", but more people took pictures of Zhang Ye's "Poetry of Mulan" with their mobile phones. It was indeed the case. What Zhang Ye said The "Poetry of Mulan" written by Master Zhou is better than the one written by Master Zhou in terms of word use, depth of pen and ink, layout, and artistic conception of the font. This result is not surprising. After all, Zhang Ye is the original author, so he must be better than Zhou Ye. The master understands the article more thoroughly

Someone posted Zhang Ye's calligraphy on the Internet, as well as the previous poems and couplets. This kind of beautiful talk must be shared with others.

online.

The gathering for the anniversary of the founding of the Calligraphy Association was immediately exposed

"Was it ever difficult to overcome the difficulties?"

"Apart from Wushan, it's not a cloud? What a poem."

"A merchant girl doesn't know how to hate the country's subjugation? She still sings about the flowers in the backyard across the river?"

"I am a lonely widow with no window? How can I match the second line?"

"Look at this "Mulan Ci". It's so awesome. Who wrote it?"

"I also want to know that those other poems are easy to say, but this "Mulan Ci" is too scary. Who wrote this text, this literary talent, and this story?"

"Look at the signature on the picture."

"This... what does this look like?"

"I am Zhang Ye"

"Ah, the signature is really Zhang Ye"

Then I don’t know who was at the party. The person named Dongsheng on Weibo is also the poster. He explained below, “Today is the anniversary of the founding of the Calligraphy Association and the birthday of Ms. Wu Zeqing, Vice President of Peking University. Teacher Zhang Ye was invited I came to participate and left behind these poems and couplets, especially the last piece "Mulan Poems", which was a birthday gift from Mr. Zhang to Principal Wu. As soon as this article was published, in my opinion, there may be no other Yuefu poems in the world. , "Mulan Poetry" is the pinnacle of Yuefu poetry."

Everyone immediately started talking about it.

"Ah ha? Is it really written by Teacher Zhang?"

"Oh my God, when did Zhang Ye learn calligraphy?"

"Is Teacher Zhang Ye still omnipotent? Can he know everything?"

"Haha, I think only Zhang Ye can write this kind of poetry. This is a comprehensive reflection of his writing skills, literary skills, storytelling skills and novel writing skills. I am afraid that Zhang Ye is the only one in the world who has the ability to write it. He is not only He is a literary writer and a best-selling novelist."

"I don't care who wrote "Poetry of Mulan". It's so good that it made my blood boil. Mulan is the most feminine man among women, and she is a role model for our generation."

“Awesome”

"Mulan is so handsome"

"Good calligraphy and writing, Teacher Zhang shows off his power again"

"Who is at the annual meeting of the Calligraphy Association? Please tell us the details."

Someone actually said it, and anonymously told everyone how Zhang Ye fought against dozens of calligraphers by himself, and the on-site creation process of "Mulan Poetry"

When everyone heard this, their hearts were filled with excitement and yearning.

Calligraphy Competition?

Total victory?

Zhang Ye is so awesome! This is the rhythm where one man is in charge and ten thousand men are not allowed to open up.

"Poetry of Mulan" was immediately forwarded and commented by countless people. The original text of "Poetry of Mulan" also appeared on other post bars and large forums, and was sought after by countless women.

In the past, although there were men, women, and children who liked Zhang Ye, most of them were gay men. After all, most of the things Zhang Ye wrote were articles about killing, killing, and cursing people. He talked about the Three Kingdoms and the Red Chamber. These old-fashioned masterpieces were also studied by gay men. Although many women also like to read "Dream of the Louvre", most women just take a look and don't pay much attention to reading the text. Men like to study, so 70% of Zhang Ye's fan base is gay. But as soon as "Poetry of Mulan" came out, Zhang Ye's popularity with women suddenly soared, and his number of female fans doubled.

This way.

It's almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

The meal is over, everyone has finished eating and drinking.

Su Na asked for Zhang Ye's eternal couplet from Principal Wu, and left with her father satisfied, and other guests also left the table one after another.

Zhang Ye was so coddled by Mr. Feng and several calligraphers that he drank a lot of wine and was a little unsteady on his feet. He walked over to Wu Zeqing and said, "Principal Wu." He burped after drinking. "Then what, let me... be confused first. You have so many things, do you need me to give them to you?"

There were many paintings and calligraphy gifts piled beside Wu Zeqing.

Just listen to her say: "You are so drunk, how can you go back?"

"I drove here, I'll drive back." Zhang Ye said with a big tongue, but his mind was actually still clear, "It's okay, don't worry."

Master Zhou heard this and said, "Hey, that's not okay. Don't drive after drinking. I'll have someone take you home, right?"

Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "Don't bother Mr. Zhou. I didn't drive here today anyway. There are so many things here. It just so happens that I will give them to Xiao Zhang. His home is not far from mine."

Zhang Ye hurriedly said: "No, Principal Wu."

"You listen to me." She said: "You are so swaying, why are you driving?"

Next to him, Mr. Feng was also very drunk and said: "Yes, let... little... let Xiao Wu see you off, later... later when we have a chance, we two will... drink again

Zhang Ye responded, "No problem."

As for the two brothers, Mr. Feng is much older than Zhang Ye’s parents.

Finally, several people helped Wu Zeqing to move the things into Zhang Ye's BMW and piled them all on the back seat. Then Wu Zeqing stuffed Zhang Ye into the passenger seat, while she took the car keys from his hand and followed Zhou The master and others said goodbye and drove away.

"Sit tight." Wu Zeqing reminded.

"Yeah." Zhang Ye rubbed his temples.

She shook her head, smiled and reached out to help Zhang Ye fasten the seat belt, "Okay."

Ring ring ring.

On the way, Zhang Ye's cell phone rang.

It was his leader, Wang Xiong from Weiwo Network TV Station, who called.

Zhang Ye picked up and said, "Hello, Mr. Wang."

Wang Xiong recognized it as soon as he heard it, "Xiao Zhang, what are you doing? Have you been drinking?"

"Have a drink, it's okay." Zhang Ye said, "Can you tell me something?"

Seeing that he was still awake, Wang Xiong said: "That's it. The news I just received is that the cancellation of your broadcasting and hosting license by the radio and television has expired. We have also restored your broadcasting and hosting qualifications after applying." Zhang Ye blurted out "The Show" can be resumed. The Chinese New Year is only two days away now, and you don't need to come back to Shanghai. Anyway, the recorded programs are all ready-made and have been prepared for a long time. There is one thing I have to tell you." After that. , his tone suddenly became a little solemn, "We have received some news, but we don't know whether it is accurate or not, saying that a severe crackdown is being planned on the radio and television side."

Crack down hard?

Crack down again?

Zhang Ye complained: "Didn't we just finish the severe beating?"

Wang Xiong said: "Anyway, it is said that some serious policies are going to be introduced. I don't know the details. Everyone is hearing about it. So in order to avoid accidents, we discussed and decided to resume broadcasting your talk show starting today and broadcast it in one day." Issues four to five were aired every day. On the surface, it was claimed that it was to make up for the loss of viewers during the suspension period, so more program resources were released. In fact, the talk show was intended to be broadcast before the policy was introduced. End, after all, the scale of your program is not small. No one knows what policies will be introduced now. It is better to take precautions before they happen. Otherwise, if there is a big change in the policy, we will be caught off guard and all subsequent talk shows may be affected. If it can’t be broadcast, it will be a big loss, so I want to say hello to you first. "

Zhang Ye said: "Okay, I will follow the company's arrangements."

Wang Xiong smiled and said: "Okay, then it's okay. You're not driving, are you? Don't drive if you're drunk. Go home and rest early. We'll see you in the new year."

"Okay, I wish you a good year."

"Okay, thank you, take it to your parents too."

After saying a few words, he hung up the phone.

As soon as he put away his mobile phone, Zhang Ye tilted his head and fell asleep leaning on the car.