The strongest brain in entertainment

Chapter 115
Li family.

When Li Fan introduced Xiaoxiao into his home, Li's father and Li's mother were a little cautious, and they didn't know what to talk about with young women in the cultural circle.

Talk about firewood, rice, oil and salt?Talk about having children?It seems that it is not suitable.

The only thing to talk about is jelly.

"This child is so cute." Xiaoxiao hugged her in her arms and said.

Father Li teased his daughter, "Jelly, call me Auntie."

Li Ma glared at him and said, "What's your name, auntie, sister!"

Father Li stepped aside, hey, he said the wrong thing.

"Li Fan, may I visit your study?"

"Whatever, your own home."

Xiaoxiao finished speaking and walked into Li Fan's study.

Li Ma pulled Li Fan over and whispered, "Is your teacher coming later?"

"Yes, Teacher Xiaoling will come over later."

Li Fan originally called Gu Yating and Zhang Mengmeng, but one went out of the province with the delegation of the High School Affiliated to Normal University, and the other went to his grandma's house in the countryside, so they couldn't come tonight.

Mother Li continued: "Oh, go downstairs and buy a new bedding. I don't know what styles girls in their 20s like now."

When Li Fan went downstairs to buy quilts, Xiaoxiao wandered around in Li Fan's study. She wondered where Li Fan's huge amount of reading came from.

This study room is a bit empty, with a desk and two bookshelves, one of which is empty, and the other half filled with various books.

There is a notebook and a pen on the desk.

Xiaoxiao unfolded the notebook curiously, the first page was a poem - "Jinse".

There is nothing to say about this poem, it is well known to the world, and it is Li Shangyin's masterpiece.But the font is beautiful.

The brushwork is erratic and fast, the handwriting is thin and strong, the bones are beautiful, and the taste is light, just like bending iron to break gold, with extremely deep writing power.

This is the thin gold body.

Xiaoxiao didn't expect Li Fan to be very good at calligraphy. She admired it quietly for a while, and was about to turn the page, but she couldn't help but linger on this page.

After a while, I turned it over again, and it was still the poem "Jinse", but the font was changed again.

This piece of writing is unrestrained, vigorous, wild and unrestrained. It is a wild grass. This wild grass has the figure of Huang Tingjian and the style of Lin Sanzhi, but it also has a charm of "self". Gold body, but it is also superior.

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It turned out that this notebook was used by Li Fan to practice calligraphy. A piece of "Jinse" was written in four or five fonts, and other handwritten ancient poems were probably the same.

Xiaoxiao nodded, closed the book lightly, went to the bookshelf again, and flipped through it casually, almost all of them were brand new books, it seemed that she had just bought a lot of books and hadn't had time to read them yet.

There is a computer on the desk, but there is no reading notes or anything else.

This study is clean and tidy, and you can't find any clues about Li Fan's literature.

Xiaoxiao was disappointed. It was different from what she imagined. There should be at least some reading notes, or there should be some markings on some old books.

She picked up a collection of poems that had just been released, which was written by a poetess who was as famous as herself. She flipped through it casually, but she didn't particularly like it.At this time, Li Fan opened the door and went home.

She walked into the living room and saw that Li Fan was holding a quilt in his hand. She was very embarrassed and said: "Don't tell me that you prepared this specially for us, we will be very sorry!"

Li Fan snapped his fingers, "Bingo! Don't feel sorry for it. I was thinking of buying a quilt at first. I have to buy it in a few days if I don't buy it today. I moved to a new house, and the old quilt is thrown away. Yo, I'm reading poetry, She writes far less well than you."

Xiaoxiao was amused, this kid flattered her!She said: "The sales volume is much better than mine!"

"A good market means good quality? Schopenhauer's great philosophical masterpiece "The World as Will and Appearance" published at his own expense, only sold more than 100 copies within a year and a half of publication, and he became famous after his death. , if it wasn’t for inheriting a huge inheritance, this rich second generation probably wouldn’t have had the time to write this great work.”

When Li Fan said this, he heard the male and female duet crying and howling upstairs again. This was embarrassing. After all, there were guests here. He said angrily: "You are screaming nonsense again. Sister Xiao, don't mind. This time is short. 3 minutes max.”

Lao Li kicked it hard and glared: "Don't talk nonsense! Open the package and see if the quilt is of good quality."

"This is my own sister, it's okay." After Li Fan finished speaking, he began to unpack the package, continuing the topic just now, "I mean, your works are much better than Muzi's. I think poets are classified as third-rate. She is Third class."

"Which third class?"

"Third-rate poets make up rhetoric, second-rate poets seek artistic conception, and first-rate poets pursue their true heart. She has a more flowery rhetoric and looks very cultured. In fact, the content is empty, but this is indeed popular in the market!"

"Then who am I?" Xiaoxiao dug a hole for Li Fan.

"This..." Li Fan put the quilt aside and successfully crossed the pit, "You are infinite, because I read your poems in chronological order, and the more you write, the more exciting it will always give people infinite expectations. As the literary critic Zheng Yuan said: "When you read Xiaoxiao's poems, you are always looking forward to her next one. When you read the poems of other female poets, you feel that this is all they have."

Xiaoxiao smiled, and thought about it in her heart. According to Li Fan's definition, she should be considered second-rate, right?Up to 1.5 streams?
She flipped through the collection of poems again, and saw a poem, which was well written, and she said, "This antique five-character quatrain written by Muzi is not bad."

Li Fan interrupted: "In this poem, the only thing that stands out is the sentence that the spring is shallow and the grass is deep. If it is singled out, this is very charming, and it is the only highlight of this poem."

"Yes, I think so too," Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment after finishing speaking, then put the book back on the shelf, and opened a brand new book, which was "Sunset" by the famous writer Feng Tian in Huaguo. She tentatively said: "Who is your favorite character in "Sunset"?"

Li Fan walked into the study, handed Xiaoxiao a cup of tea, and said, "That Widow Yang."

"Why is it this character who only shows his face once in the whole book?"

"Because of her words, 'Why is it reasonable and legal for a man to have three wives and four concubines? I'm an old man, you gossiping, my old lady sells herself to make money, doesn't rely on her, doesn't cheat or lie, it's more expensive than you who are full of etiquette and morality Woman, behind your back—'Uh, I won't say any dirty words below.'

Xiaoxiao put back "Sunset", saw another book, and asked, "Which battle do you like the most in "Beacon Rise?"

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"What do you think of Zhang Xiaofei?"

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"My favorite part of "Tianlu" is the Go game between the third child and Master Kong Erye. How about you?"

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Ten minutes later, Xiaoxiao looked at the neat bookshelves and clean books, and finally understood that it is better not to compare people with each other.

Xiaoxiao flipped through the calligraphy practice book again, and said, "Your handwriting is very good. Do you like the poem "Jin Se"?"

"Well, I've been studying it, but I can't read it."

"Hey, what about when you can't read it? That's right, there has been no conclusion to this poem since ancient times!"

Li Fan sighed: "Some words can't be understood until the years have accumulated to a certain extent, and some things can't be clarified until the life has a certain thickness. But this poem is written every time. There is no final conclusion for new insights. There are too many interpretations of this poem throughout the ages."

Xiaoxiao said: "From ancient times to the present, there are no less than hundreds of works interpreting this poem, and there are as many as ten schools of interpretation. Since the late Tang Dynasty, there have been more than a hundred interpreters with names, including Liu Kezhuang, Su Dongpo, Huang Tingjian, Yuan Haowen, Ji Xiaolan and others have their own solutions, and "Jinse" is an eternal mystery."

Li Fan began to complain: "But the Chinese textbooks must set a standard concept for it, and the exam must follow the standard answers. I wonder if you are brain-dead, because all educators are mentally ill? Want to unify people's thoughts? If you don't follow the standard answers, you won't get points! Even if you are Su Dongpo alive!"

As soon as the words fell, a voice came from the living room, "Who said that all educators are mentally ill?"

Li Fan walked out of the study in a few steps, scratched his head and said, "I'm talking about the elites who engage in education. You heard me wrong, the elites are good!"

With the arrival of teacher Xiaoling, the discussion about "Jinse" has been completely turned off.

Teacher Xiaoling is a firm supporter of "Linghu Tsingyi Theory", while Xiaoxiao is from Su Shi's school, and Li Fan is from a multi-faceted school.

Li Fan: "If you want to say that the poem "Jinse" is a poem about playing the zither, it is actually understandable. After all, the musical instrument of the jinse has four kinds of tones: "appropriateness, resentment, clearness, and harmony". But what , the special relationship between Li Shangyin and Linghuchu..."

Xiaoxiao: "Wait a minute, which sect are you from?"

Li Fan: "I am not of any school. Every school has its own rhetoric and truth, but there are some points that cannot be explained or even contradicted. In my opinion, this poem is like the painting "Gernedan" .”

Teacher Xiaoling was very surprised, "You still know how to draw?"

"I can't draw, but I like to analyze blindly, so wait a moment!"

After Li Fan finished speaking, he opened the desk drawer, which was full of scrolls of paintings. Li Fan flipped through and took out one. Seeing the two ladies staring at the drawer, Li Fan smiled and said, "Online shopping, scrolls Being together, isn't it like collecting things?"

The two women rolled their eyes together.

Unfolding the print, Li Fan said: "This painting combines the styles of Cubism and Surrealism to break the opposition between inside and outside, reality and illusion, and establishes a kind of uncertainty and ambiguity, which is similar to "Jin Se". "The concepts are similar... Paintings have no sound, and the same is true for poems. When the pen is written, the poem becomes a stagnant language... The artistic creation concept of this painting is highly related to the poem Jinse It fits.”

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That night, the three of them chatted about literature until after 2 o'clock before resting, and Li Fan spent the night on the sofa in the study.

And Xiaoxiao was thinking about Gao Na's "Gernidan" and Li Shangyin's "Jinse" in her dream.

The next night after school, Mengmeng also came to Li Fan's new home. After the four of them got together, everyone stopped talking about poetry and literature.

There was a rattling sound on the living room table.

"eat!"

“I’ll touch whatever you want to eat!”

"Touch what? I'm crazy!"

(End of this chapter)