The Almighty God starts from the NPC in the crying secret room

Chapter 40

Beijing.

In a small farmyard, an old man with white beard and hair and a ruddy complexion was looking at his mobile phone while laughing heartily.

"Hahaha! Good! It's a good sentence to drink a glass of nothing."

There was a young man sitting next to the old man, and he couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, what makes you so happy?"

"I saw a young man who wrote a good poem." The old man said, and handed the phone to the young man.

When the young man took the mobile phone with both hands, he looked very stable, but in fact his heart was full of turmoil.

The old man's name is Zhang Wenling, and he is a well-known old professor in the field of Chinese literature in Zhongzhou. He has been immersed in poetry for decades.

He even compiled textbooks, as long as he is a college student majoring in Chinese, there is almost no one who does not know Zhang Wenling.

Until his retirement, Zhang Wenling had taught hundreds if not thousands of students, many of whom were high-ranking and influential people.

And even those big men, when they saw Zhang Wenling, they would call out "teacher" respectfully.

It can be seen that they respect Zhang Wenling.

However, over the years, the number of times Zhang Wenling has praised the poems written by others can be said to be very few.

I didn't expect to hear a "good" evaluation tonight, and it's still from a young man, it's really rare!
Curious, surprised, and unconvinced, the young man carefully watched Wu Ming's short video.

"Green Ant's new fermented wine, a small red clay stove. It's snowing late, and I can drink a cup without..."

After reading this poem, the young man opened his mouth, not knowing how to evaluate it for a while.

It seems to be a simple and unpretentious poem, but it vividly expresses the warm emotion of inviting friends to drink.

The young man let Zhang Wenling accept him as a student because his parents and elders showed their face.

Therefore, he cherished this opportunity very much, and put in a lot of hard work on poetry.

But after reading this poem, he found that there is indeed a gap between people.

Especially in poetry, talent is more important than hard work, and it makes it more difficult to bridge the gap.

Feeling the depression of the young people, Zhang Wenling said: "You don't need to worry about it, some people have accumulated a lot of money,

It just happened to be a flash of inspiration. It is not difficult to write a good poem. The difficult thing is to maintain this level all the time.

You have been studying with me for several years, and your growth and progress are obvious, so there is no need to belittle yourself. "

After returning the mobile phone to Zhang Wenling, the young man replied respectfully, "Teacher, I understand."

"However, if this young man can always maintain this level, it will be difficult for you to surpass him.
There are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky. You have been a little impetuous recently, and it's good to be hit by others. "

Having said that, Zhang Wenling couldn't help laughing.

He has taught so many students, one of the ideas is to carry forward the poetry of Zhongzhou together.

Now with the impact of more entertainment content, many young people are not very interested in poetry.

In addition, when reading, many poems need to be memorized and written silently, which makes them stay away from poems.

Zhang Wenling hopes that through his efforts, more people, especially young people, can appreciate the beauty of poetry.

For this reason, he also registered accounts such as Beta Station, Kuaijiu, and Cyclops, trying his best to get closer to young people.

Find out what young people like today.

And his efforts were not in vain, many young people have accounts that follow Zhang Wenling.

I am full of respect for this witty, not rigid, and knowledgeable old man.

Under the influence of Zhang Wenling, some young people began to study poetry, and some wrote poems and lyrics by themselves.

Although many people's works are mediocre, it is already a good start for Zhang Wenling.

Hearing Zhang Wenling's teaching, the young man was a little embarrassed and said, "Teacher, I'm the one who swelled up. I must work harder in the future."

Zhang Wenling was very satisfied with the young man's response, and he picked up his phone to look at the short video again.

Then he frowned and said, "The poem written by this young man is a good poem, but why does this word look so unpleasant?"

"Teacher, he must have copied Wang Lao's calligraphy!" said the young man.

"It's true when you say that. It's a pity for a good poem."

The way Zhang Wenling shook his head and sighed made the young man burst out laughing.

Don't look at Zhang Wenling's contempt for Wang Yanqing's words, but the two are actually friends for many years, and have been friends for decades.

Sure enough, seeing the young man smiled, Zhang Wenling stopped pretending, and said directly: "Go and call that old guy,

Just say that I want to buy him a drink and ask him if he dares to come over. "

"Okay. Master."

When the young man went to invite Wang Yanqing, Zhang Wenling forwarded Wu Ming's short video to his Cyclops blog.

And also accompanied by a paragraph of his opinion.

There are only twenty characters in this poem, and there is no gorgeous rhetoric, but the lines are filled with enthusiasm and joy, as well as warm and warm friendship.

The so-called "green ants" in the first line of the poem are actually newly brewed rice wine.

Because it has not been filtered, the surface of the wine has rosacea foam, and the color is slightly green, which looks like green ants.

Capture the reader's associations by calling out the new wine from the start.

The "small red clay stove" in the second sentence plays a role in setting off the atmosphere.

The color of the small stove, which is in full swing, complements the new wine, creating a warm and warm picture.

The last two sentences expand the picture all of a sudden, allowing the readers to focus on the ice and snow from the narrow room.

In the snowy winter, what could be more refreshing than drinking with friends around the fire?

Nowadays, many people write poems in pursuit of gorgeous rhetoric, but the more they do this, the easier it is for poems to become empty.

At first glance, it looks gorgeous, but after a closer look, there is nothing.

A good poem, even a decent one, should not come without a picture.

The poems written by this young man are very good, the words are light and affectionate, the meaning is deep, and they can stand repeated tastes...

After Zhang Wenling's one-eyed blog was posted, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Coupled with the arrival of Kuaijiu's promised traffic support, the playback volume of Wu Ming's short videos has been steadily increasing.

"Fuck! Master Nong can also write poems! Absolutely!"

"I heard that the words on the folding fan were written by Master Nong himself!"

"Is he so strong? He can compose lyrics, compose music, write poems and calligraphy, what else can Master Nong not know?"

"I would like to call Mr. Nong a genius!"

"It's just a poem, it's too early to call him a genius!"

"When Nong Ye's "The Promise of Dandelion and Others" came out, you seemed to say the same thing."

"Can this be the same? Not everyone can play poetry!"

"Indeed. And I have studied poetry for more than ten years. I can say with certainty that this poem is just so-so."

"Don't you know that even Mr. Zhang Wenling admired Lord Nong's poems?"

"Who is Zhang Wenling?"

"You don't even know a master of poetry, so you're ashamed to say that you have studied poetry for more than ten years, so it's a slap in the face!"

"Has no one praised Nong Bao for being handsome?"

"Yeah! It's even more ancient than the last change! Shihashiha!"

"I am a veteran player of "Jianghu Qingyuan 3", and I can say responsibly that Nongbao seems to have stepped out of the game!"

Along with Wu Ming, the popularity of this short video is getting higher and higher.

There is also a hot topic on Kuaijiu-people who come out of the game.

Many people followed suit one after another, but because there was no good poem to make the scene, it was never as amazing as Wu Ming.

　Please collect, ask for votes, please everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)