I want to be the king of entertainment

Chapter 203

"Really, that's really nice."

"Thank you very much, Wang Xiaoyou."

"Wang Xiaoyou is really a cheerful person."

The three presidents were quite excited when they heard the words.

Song Kun, in particular, was in a good mood. He had longed for Wang Yu's calligraphy for a long time, and today his wish finally came true.

Without further ado, he quickly ordered the staff to lay out the paper and wait for Wang Yu to show his skills.

And the people in the audience were very happy to see that Wang Yu was going to write again, and they could appreciate Wang Yu's calligraphy again.

It would be even better if there are a few more classic poems.

"Presidents, what are your requirements?"

Wang Yu asked with ink in one hand and a brush in the other.

"No, no, whatever you want."

"Yes, I like everything you write."

"As long as it's written by you."

The three presidents hurriedly said.

Just kidding, others are willing to write already to save face, so there are so many demands.

Wang Yu smiled upon hearing this,
"That's not what I mean. What I mean is that you can mention a topic. In this way, I can think quickly and make a decision. Otherwise, I don't know what to write."

"Like This."

Zhang Hongyan nodded, thought for a moment, looked around,

"Well, since we are in the maple forest, how about making a poem with maple leaves as the theme?"

At the end, he looked at Wang Yu with a questioning expression. After all, writing poetry is not so easy.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yu nodded directly,

"no problem."

Then, squinting his eyes, he began to think about the poems about Maple Leaf.

Soon I thought of a suitable poem, which is also a classic poem from another world, a poem that must be learned in school.

This poem is the same as Shui Tiao Ge Tou, even if he doesn't use the system, he can write it.

However, before writing, it still needs to be redeemed from the system. Only after the system is redeemed can the points be exchanged, otherwise there will be no points.

Without points, he was too lazy to be so active.

After the exchange, start writing.

As far as the Hanshan stone path is slanting, there are people in the depths of Baiyun.

Parking and sitting in love Fenglin night, the frosty leaves are red in February flowers.

This Du Mu's "Mountain Journey" can be said to be a classic poem about maple leaves.

One of the must-have ancient poems in school.

Finally, sign the title of the poem, the time, your own name, and put pen to paper.

It is still written in line.

Running script, in Wang Yu's opinion, is the most comfortable calligraphy to use.

It is written with chicness, momentum and charm.

It doesn't have to be as square and square as regular script.

It doesn't have to be the same as cursive script, so many people can't understand it.

In short, Wang Yu felt very comfortable.

"How about it?"

After finishing writing, Wang Yu asked Zhang Hongyan.

Zhang Hongyan looked at the poem with excitement again.

"Far away on the cold mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds. I park my car and sit in the maple forest at night, and the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February. Good poems, good poems."

"Frost leaves are red in February flowers. This sentence is too vivid. In one sentence, it gives people a strong sense of imagery. The scene where the maple leaves are as gorgeous as the red flowers in February immediately appears in my mind, good, very good .”

Song Kun also praised.

"When I saw this poem, a picture appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but want to make a picture to match it."

Gan Luliang also said.

Hearing this, Zhang Hongyan's eyes lit up immediately,
"Old Gan, since you have feelings, let's make a painting, how about making an ancient painting for this poem?"

"No problem, after I go back, I will conceive, Wang Xiaoyou, I will make a picture of your song "Mountain Journey", don't you mind?"

Gan Luliang asked Wang Yu for his opinion.

"Of course I don't mind. I'm also looking forward to how about that painting?"

Wang Yu laughed.

"Haha, if that's the case, then I'm not going to be polite."

Gan Luliang laughed.

"Old Chen, what do you think of this poem?"

Zhang Hongyan asked Mr. Chen.

"You have all praised each one, so do you need to say more?"

Chen Lao said, then changed the subject, and said seriously,
"Well, it's a lot worse than mine, at least your number of words is not as many as mine."

Zhang Hongyan was speechless when he heard the words,

"Okay, teacher, you are right."

Compared with the number of words, he really has nothing to say.

"Haha, Mr. Chen is really humorous."

"Old lady Chen knows how to play."

"Haha, Mrs. Chen is bad, she deliberately angered the president."

"Looking at President Zhang's speechless look, I must say it again in my heart. I don't know if I should say something about MMP."

Both in the audience and online, they were amused by Chen Lao's words.

Of course, there are many comments on Wang Yu's poem.

"This poem is wonderfully written, with a strong sense of imagery, mountain roads, people, and maple leaves all over the sky. It is a very beautiful image."

"But it's my fault. I understand the third sentence a little differently, car, sit, love, Fenglin. Thinking about it this way, it feels so exciting."

"So it's not just Your Excellency who thinks so, this wonderful picture also appeared in my mind, and I felt very excited."

"I made a video, and the paper is ready."

"Nimma, the wheels are hitting your face, you bunch of LSPs drive every day."

"It's really not our fault this time, Brother Bird, who made his poem so exciting."

"Hey, Brother Bird was able to write this poem because he has experienced such a scene, but Brother Bird is a cultural person, so he can't be too superficial, so he recorded it in poems. On the surface, it allows you to experience the beauty of maple leaves in mountains and forests. Beautiful, but, after looking at the essence through the phenomenon, you can find the restlessness under the scenery, which kills two birds with one stone. So, in summary, Brother Bird is the old driver.”

"Haha, the analysis upstairs is very good."

……

For this poem, Zhang Hongyan liked it very much, so he took it off gently, took it to the side, and let the ink slowly cool down there.

"President Song, what is your subject matter?"

Wang Yu asked Song Kun.

"Autumn, it's autumn now, let's use autumn as the theme."

Song Kun said directly that this was a theme he had thought of before.

"Autumn?"

Wang Yu said softly.

There are many works about Qiu.

In the eyes of literati, when autumn comes, the leaves turn yellow, and winter is coming, everything will have a sad tone.

Therefore, poems about autumn were written one after another.

Many of them are sad autumn.

Here, Wang Yu didn't intend to write about the sad autumn. Why should you be sad when it's a great festival.

So, let's have a song that is not sad.

Since ancient times, Fengqiu has been sad and lonely.

In the clear sky, a crane and a row of clouds brought poetry to Bixiao.

Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Ci" can be said to be a classic work describing autumn with an optimistic attitude.

It is also a poem that must be learned in school.

"Good poetry, the ancients were sad in autumn and I was happy in autumn. Should autumn be sad and lonely? No, in my opinion, autumn can also be better than vigorous spring. Autumn is high and refreshing, and white cranes go straight to the sky. Seeing this beautiful scenery, I can't help but feel excited. The heroic poetry in my heart. An optimistic and broad-minded mood is well expressed through this poem, which is very good."

Old Chen couldn't help but praise.

"Thank you Wang Xiaoyou, thank you Wang Xiaoyou."

Song Kun's old face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum, and his mood was indescribably beautiful.

Compared with "Mountain Journey" and "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", this poem is not bad at all, and it is also a classic.

Most importantly, this pair of calligraphy is my own.

The mood was even more beautiful.

"Wang Xiaoyou, it's my turn, it's my turn?"

Gan Lu looked at Wang Yu eagerly.

That way, it's like a child sharing candy. Others have it, but he doesn't have it. I can't wait to feel that way.

"What is President Gan's subject matter?"

Wang Yu asked with a smile.

"Quiet, the feeling that everything is quiet."

Gan Luliang said directly that this was also the subject matter he had thought of before.

Hearing this, Wang Yu thought for a moment, then smiled,
"no problem."

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(End of this chapter)