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Chapter 266 Qi Ji is making history!
Du Fu, the poet saint, appeared in front of the public for the first time!

At this moment, it seemed that everyone who had watched this episode of the show was stunned.

The protagonist of this story is so cruel.

But it looks like he's so awesome!
Countless poems handed down from generation to generation came out from Du Fu's mouth in the program.

[Ande has thousands of mansions, sheltering the world's underprivileged people with happy faces. 】

[Will be at the top of the mountain, and look at all the small mountains. 】

[Two orioles sing green willows, and a group of egrets go up to the blue sky. 】

【Reading break rolls, getting a God】

[The country is broken and the mountains and rivers are there, and the city is full of spring vegetation. 】

[Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be abandoned through the ages. 】

【The wind is rushing, the sky is high, the ape is mourning, the sand is clear and the white birds are flying back, the boundless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. 】

Du Fu, who was walking on the verge of the collapse of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, used his own pen to prop up the broken sky of the Tang Dynasty.

At the same time, it also shook the hearts of the audience.

For everyone who has finished watching this issue, there is only one thought in their minds.

Qi Ji, I'm about to become a god!
Even if only one of these poems is written, it can be written into the history of poetry of this era.

But in Qi Ji's writing, and in Du Fu's hands, literary ideas flow like a spring, and countless genius-like sentences are scattered in the world like no money.

Shocked countless hearts and souls.

"Damn it! Forgive me for being uneducated! Is this fucking human!?"

"Qi Ji is crazy, really going crazy!"

"Du Fu, the sage of poetry, is unprecedented!"

"Qi Ji, you really wrote an entire era!"

"I really don't know how to praise it! Every sentence and every word has been deeply written in my heart! Qi Ji, this is too good!"

"Who else!! Qi Ji, No. 1 in the world of contemporary poetry!!"

"Just relying on the role of Du Fu, Qi Ji is enough to become a god! A hundred years later, even a thousand years later, he will be praised by thousands of people!"

Du Fu's present life, like a nuclear bomb, bombarded the entire Internet.

Weibo hot search, the top ten was directly contracted by this program.

[Poet Saint Du Fu! 】

[Poetry Immortal Qi Ji! 】

【Is Qi Ji an alien?This is a blue star person, a brain that can grow! ? 】

[Qi Ji has been conferred a god!Ladies and gentlemen, worship! 】

[Qi Ji's Hundred Poems on Fighting Wine! 】

【Who can tell me how Qi Ji did it! 】

[In Du Fu's poems, the feelings of family and country are so heavy!Worry about the country and the people! 】

【This is Qi Ji! 】

[Du Fu's poems are indeed incompatible with the prosperous Tang Dynasty! 】

The degree of discussion on related topics exceeded one billion people in less than an hour.

This night was a carnival for the people of Huaguo.

Whether you like poetry or not.

All of them were hit by Du Fu's poems.

Because there are so many good sentences.

Everyone can find the line that suits them from Du Fu's poems!
This is the power of the poet saint!
This is the great power of Tang poetry!
The entire network, all major forums, were all screened by Du Fu!
Time Network.

Netizens flocked to the second season of "Singing the World" and gave this variety show full marks!
"The plot keeps going up! But I have to say, once Du Fu comes out, nothing else will work! Full marks!"

"In the foreseeable future, Qi Ji is enough to rely on the 5000-year series to become a god! Create an immortal body!"

"To put it bluntly, no matter how big a mistake Qi Ji makes now, everyone can forgive him!"

"This is not a human, it is a god!"

"If this is also called fictional history, then I hope, Modo Modo!"

"I hope Qi Ji will not be affected by the previous public opinion on the Internet. He must complete the creation of this series in his lifetime!"

Tiger pounce.

"Crazy killing! Qi Ji has gone crazy! I don't allow anyone who hasn't watched the latest issue of "Singing the World"!"

"Du Fu is simply a god!"

"Are these poems written by Qi Ji himself? Is this something that a Chinese can do?"

Huaguo Poetry Forum, Martial Arts Forum, Science Fiction Forum, etc., are all about "Poet Saint Du Fu" and "News of Qi Ji's Crazy Killing".

On the largest historical forum in Huaguo, the most vocal voice was not Du Fu himself.

It was countless fans of Qi Ji, passers-by who were attracted by Du Fu's second book.

Everyone is spraying like crazy.

Because before the broadcast of the program, the mainstream voice on the entire forum was that Qi Ji was fabricating history, and the program should be blocked.

But now, it's the other way around.

"You idiots, don't you read history and read stupid?"

"Qi Ji can write about Du Fu, how about you? You will only read with ready-made history books! Every day, I am complacent because I find some wild history that others don't know in a broken book!"

"Let's learn from others, Qi Ji, work harder, dedicate your strength to the society, and release your brain's talents to the fullest. Although this is not studying history, Qi Ji is creating history!"

The army of the Internet swarmed.

And history buffs, no one dares to speak.

And the Weibo of Liang Dongcai, the master of realism, was directly blown up.

He is a living master of realistic subjects in Huaguo.

His dominance in this subject matter is very strong.

But this time, things changed.

Originally, he criticized Qi Ji, and the netizens couldn't say much.

After all, his status is here.

But when Du Fu came out.

Qi Ji, this is considered as handing over the bullets to everyone.

Because Du Fu's own story, if you really want to count it, is actually a realistic subject.

Although it is completely empty, the core of Du Fu's story is profound, and it is concerned about the country and the people.

This is somewhat consistent with many works of realistic themes, which focus on the people and the lives of ordinary people in the streets and alleys. In fact, the starting point is somewhat consistent.

then.

Netizens fired.

"I didn't say that, you said that Liang Dongcai has lived to such an old age, you don't take good care of your old age, you come out to take a dip in this muddy water?"

"Look at Du Fu written by Qi Ji, how high is this perspective? How profound is the suffering in Qi Ji's writing! Unlike you, in order to put the hat of suffering on the protagonist, you will only put a green hat on the protagonist!"

"Hahaha! What you said upstairs is really great! Many writers with realistic themes, in order to reflect the truth of their works, basically write about cheating in their stories! Write about cuckolds!"

"Mr. Liang, you should go home and eat! Qi Ji's writing skills... Although he is filming a variety show, he is much better than you! What's more, Qi Ji has written so many top-level poems! All are top-notch poems! Do you think that after a hundred years, future generations will remember your works, or Qi Ji's works?"

Netizens were furious and sprayed with revenge.

But I don't know if it's because it's too late, Liang Dongcai has already gone to bed.

So even though his Weibo was already raging with flames of war, he himself remained motionless.

As if he didn't know about it at all.

the next day.

Chaoyang TV Station was surrounded by the director Li Dajun.

There is a strong longing in everyone's eyes!
Because in Li Dajun's hands, it was last night's ratings of "Singing Du Fu in the World"!
"Director, tell me quickly!"

"Yes, yes! Say it quickly! I'm really anxious to death!"

"Last night's real-time ratings exceeded 2.3% at its peak!"

"Don't be a fool!"

Li Dajun coughed twice, looked around his side, and after exchanging glances with everyone, he said slowly but excitedly: "2.21%!"

"Wow! My God! Isn't that the highest ratings I've ever seen in my career?"

"Too strong! This is a god-level variety show!"

"Du Fu is too strong, Teacher Qi Ji is too strong!"

"As soon as Du Fu, the poet sage, came out, it was a random killing!"

almost simultaneously.

Looking for the Chaoyang Poetry Association, there was also a burst of cheers.

"Teacher Qi Ji, YYDS!"

"Hurry up and print all the poems written by Du Fu as quickly as possible. In the next month, we don't have to do anything else. Let's study all of Du Fu's works carefully!"

"Can you invite Teacher Qi Ji over here and tell everyone about his poetry creation experience? That's awesome!"

"Boundless fallen trees are falling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in! This is simply a stroke of magic! I really don't know how to write this kind of word!? Is this something that a young man in his 20s can write? If I didn't know that this is Qi Ji, I would even think that this is a work written by an old man in his 70s or 80s after condensing his whole life!"

Shangjing Poetry Association.

Right now it's empty, there's no one there.

Because, the members of the entire Shangjing Poetry Association are under the leadership of the president Zhang Dongshui.

If you are free, today, I came to Fang Xing's Ting Shixuan in a mighty way.

This place was bought by Fang Xing for the purpose of communicating with many history lovers.

It's usually crowded with people.

But at this moment, nearly a hundred people directly blocked the gate.

Each of them has a strong anger on their faces!
Qi Ji and Du Fu's article came out.

Everyone who loves poetry feels the most enjoyable touch from the depths of the soul.

Qi Ji used countless poems to cleanse everyone's body and mind.

At this moment, in everyone's mind, Qi Ji has become a god!

But even a masterpiece like [Du Fu] almost couldn't be aired because of the hats that Fang Xing and the villains put on it.

When everyone thinks about the countless masterpieces in this issue, they almost miss themselves.

Everyone immediately became angry.

Reading without Qi Ji's poems, isn't this killing everyone?
Fang Xing, this old boy, is not a human being!

"Fang Xing get out and apologize to Qi Ji immediately!"

"Damn it! You almost destroyed a great poet in the prosperous Huaguo, do you know that?"

"Although Qi Ji is writing fictional historical stories, but! He is also creating history! And you, what are you!? A hundred years later, you are nothing more than the denominator of the population statistics! And Qi Ji, It is the molecule that can truly represent this era!"

"That's right! Qi Ji is creating history! And you are trying to destroy history! Fortunately, you didn't succeed, otherwise, you will be sinners through the ages!"

Isn't it just a hat?
Everyone is a literati, who is afraid of whom!
The melon-eating people passing by looked at it with a confused look on their faces.

At first, everyone didn't know what happened.

But after knowing the whole story...

"Damn it! Is this Qi Ji who Fang Xing scolded? Damn it! Get out and see if I don't beat you up!"

"Qi Ji is the contemporary poet! Who dares to slander him!"

"This group of people who read history books must have lost their minds, right?"

Some media rushed over and posted what was happening here online.

Netizens were excited.

"Good job!"

"My Magic City Poetry Association punches me in the air!"

"This group of idiots! Finally got beaten up!"

"A work like Qi Ji's can still be hacked. I don't know what's going on in these people's minds!"

And listening to Shi Xuan's door has been closed tightly, and no one responded.

A small county town thousands of miles away from Shangjing.

Liang Dongcai got up, bought breakfast, and sat in the sun slowly eating breakfast.

Then, his son hurried over and told him "Qi Ji Du Fu".

At the same time, I also showed him some poems.

Liang Dongcai's mouth was getting slower and slower as he ate buns.

Soon.

The half-eaten bun fell to the ground.

And his mouth was opened wide because of shock.

"Is this really Qi Ji's poem? And it's not one poem, but dozens of poems?"

Liang Dongcai couldn't hide the shock in his eyes, he asked his son repeatedly.

While speaking, his mouth trembled slightly.

He looked at the history of his life.

He still has some cultural background.

Each of the few poems my son showed me is of top quality.

A work of this level has not been produced in China for many years.

But just last night, in Qi Ji's program, dozens of songs were released at once! ?
"Dad, it's absolutely true! If this is ghostwriting, then the person behind Qi Ji must be a god!" The son's voice became loud because of excitement.

It's like yelling at your dad.

But Liang Dongcai could no longer care about his son's disrespect for him.

He just feels that his brain is hurting now.

The whole world seems to be spinning.

He seemed to have lost sight of reality and illusion.

Yongzhou.

Mu Yunxiu's parents' home.

"Dad, Dad, it's okay, I really can't drink anymore!"

The father-in-law held up his wine glass and had already drank half a catty with Qi Ji, and Qi Ji couldn't hold it anymore.

But the old man still had an excited face, he must drink with Qi Ji: "You are Shi Xian, I must get Shi Xian drunk today!"

The old man was talking, but he was obviously drunk.

He is really happy today.

Du Fu, wrote in his heart.

As soon as Qi Ji came here today, he took Qi Ji to drink.

Even in the expression, there is no trace of the identity of the father-in-law.

It's a kind of... the pride of Lao Tzu and Shi Xian drinking together.

(End of this chapter)