Collecting Huaxia: Take stock of the top ten iron-blooded generals at the beginning!

Director Wang also followed Jiangnan's example and took a leisurely sip of tea.

"My uncle! Don't jump up and down here! Let me tell you, Jiangnan has a very good rhythm when he is doing TV shows."

"Who is Lu You? He is a great writer who has run through the Dragon Kingdom for thousands of years! If he can be like other ordinary people, what kind of writer is he? You just have to wait!"

Hearing what he said, Su Daming felt a little relieved.

Sure enough, the data reported by Xiao Li later showed the unique charm of Jiangnan.

"Director, Director Wang's audience stickiness is particularly high at this time, and the number of people who send barrage and comments almost reaches more than 80℅!"

Xiao Li went on to say: "And now there are many netizens who suggest that our Green Sand TV station release the peripherals of Huaxia."

"What's around?"

Xiao Li shrugged his shoulders and said:
"Collecting Huaxia is a big IP now, whether it's the ancients who talked to it or all the clothing styles in Jiangnan, they can actually make a fuss about it..."

"Whether it's a comic adaptation, a cultural creation or other derived stories... it's all peripheral!"

Xiao Li's words reminded Director Wang.

Director Wang hurriedly said to Su Daming:
"Uncle, this is a good idea. Now we have agreed to the headquarters and the General Administration, and want them to share a piece of the pie... But we have not officially benefited from such a big IP yet!"

In a word, Su Daming was awakened.

Don't look at the collection of Huaxia is now the number one favorite in the Dragon Kingdom.

But in fact, Green Sand TV did not get any income from it.

Because Jiangnan didn't want any corporate advertisements to be inserted in the program.

Even the titles of the headquarter and the head office are added to the opening and ending of the film.

There are no opening and closing ads.

Speaking of which, Su Daming can only go in and out now.

"Since there are benefits! That's great!"

"It's just..." Su Daming changed his mind: "Jiangnan is too straight-tempered. He has never agreed to add any advertisements in the program. Now you are doing peripherals, can he agree?"

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Director Wang and Xiao Li looked at each other in blank dismay.

After all, Dianzang Huaxia is the IP of Jiangnan.

Only when Jiangnan makes a decision can things proceed.

But according to Jiangnan's personality of pursuing perfection in everything.

Even if you can agree to do peripherals, it may take a long wait and discussion.

I'm afraid that by that time, the IP of Dianzang Huaxia will become obsolete.

Director Wang shrugged: "Then there's nothing we can do. Let's talk to Jiangnan after this episode is over!"

Director Su looked at Jiang Nan's handsome face on the TV screen, and subconsciously sighed.

"Who made him the boss!"

In the screen, Jiang Nan, who is called the boss by Mr. Su, is following Mr. Lu You, walking inside.

Because Jiang Nan asked Lu You what plans he had for the rest of his life.

Therefore, Lu You brought Jiangnan into the room.

Lifting the door curtain, a familiar scent of books rushed towards me.

Immediately afterwards, there are bookcases piled up on three walls, and the books on them are full.

The ground and walls in the interior are much more refined than those in the living room outside.

It should be treated with special materials.

The bookcases on the three walls are so high that they almost touch the roof.

On the front by the window, there is a single wooden bed.

Next to the wooden bed is a large desk.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk are all over the table.

It also exudes a slight ink fragrance.

Jiang Nan exclaimed: "It is said that the sea of ​​books is boundless, Mr. Lu's place is the real sea of ​​books!"

Lu You nodded with a smile: "These books are all left by my father. Although I have accomplished nothing in my life, I have read a lot of books."

Jiangnan knows.

Lu You was born in a wealthy family, and at a very early age, he was ordered by his parents to marry his cousin Tang Wan.

After that, Lu You wanted to be an official several times, but was actually promoted several times.

But it may be because the disposition of literati is more free and easy, and close to perfectionism.

So there is no way to gain a foothold in the officialdom.

In addition, his wife Tang Wan remarried to someone else, and Lu You married another woman who could not read.

Married life is not happy.

Business is not going well.

So it ended up being down and out.

"Mr. Lu is too self-effacing. In fact, thousands of people in future generations will only follow Mr. Lu's poems. We even memorized your poems when we were young!"

Lu You didn't believe it at first, but seeing Jiang Nan's serious expression, he had no choice but to ask:

"My lord's poems are somewhat recited in contemporary times, but they are far from requiring children to recite them... How about you?"

Jiangnan stood with his hands behind his back, and blurted out the poems that had been engraved in his mind:

"Red crispy hands, yellow Teng wine, and willows all over the city's spring palace walls. The east wind is evil, and the joy is weak. With melancholy, I have been away for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin, and the tears are red. "

"Peach blossoms fall, Xianchi Pavilion. Although the Mountain League is here, brocade books are hard to entrust. Mo, Mo, Mo."

Halfway through Jiangnan's recitation, Lu You paced to the window and silently looked out of the window with his hands behind his back.

He didn't look back for a long time until Jiangnan finished reading.

"Mr. Xiao is really familiar with my poems? It's a good thing... It's just that I inscribed this poem on the wall of a garden. I didn't expect Mr. Xiao to know it."

Judging from Mr. Lu You's back, Jiang Nan could vaguely guess his mood.

The thoughts at that time were drawn out, and ordinary people would naturally find it hard to forget.

However, Lu You is now 80 years old, and even if there are any entanglements in the past, they will all go with the wind.

Jiang Nan said: "This poem occupies a pivotal position in the literary world of the Dragon Kingdom... Not only can I recite it, but tens of millions of people in future generations will also recite it."

Lu You folded his hands behind his back and looked back at Jiangnan.

His eyes lit up, but he shook his head slightly: "Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for your kindness, but my poetry is nothing more than to express my feelings. As for whether it can be remembered by future generations, at my age, I don't really care."

The two of them, one old and one young, stood in a room full of books.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted on the two of them from outside the window.

The atmosphere is distant and cozy.

【This beep is really too high】

[If I don't learn culture, I can't catch up with the pace of Jiangnan]

[I can also recite this poem. Although the historical figure Jiangnan chose this time is a literati, he can touch people's hearts! 】

【Is not this nonsensical?If it can't touch people's hearts, how can Lu You's poems have been passed down for thousands of years? 】

Countless netizens looked at Mr. Lu on the screen.

However, Lu You thousands of years ago did not know that he had become a spiritual leader admired by thousands of people after living in poverty all his life.

"I've written so many poems, Mr. Xiao, why did you single out this one when you first met me?"

Lu You looked out the window and asked Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan pondered slightly.

Sorrow and parting, not being able to love, this is almost an unchanging psychological process of men and women since ancient times.