Entertainment: I am a professor in the Department of Hybrid Healing in the music circle

"Barely passable. If you take it to an occasion like an international exchange meeting, you may lose your pants."

"Hey, it seems that there is no way to get rid of the bottom ranking this year, let's wait for another year, or..."

"Being looked down upon by foreigners for another year? I've been holding back my anger for three years."

"Damn it, every year there are a lot of media crazy publicity, and our Huaguo literary world is worthless."

"Old fellows, I found a poem that is so loud! It really shocked me."

"It's gone, it's all gone, I'm on vacation, in case I find inspiration to write a shocking poem."

"Did you listen to me? I found a great poem."

Then, the literary group became calm.

A group of people named Shang Laotou sent several messages, but they failed to call out these old guys, so they sent the poem.

It is the opening paragraphs of the youthful chivalry.

However, old man Shang did not send by text, but by voice.

After about 10 minutes, people came out one after another: "Old man Shang, the poem you read just now was written by you recently?"

"It turns out that you are the one who hides the deepest among us!"

"Do you understand? Why can't I understand what old man Shang is talking about there, what kind of male do you make friends with?"

"Damn it, old man Shang, can you send the poem directly?"

"..."

Old man Shang saw many old guys in the group bubbling again, so he laughed and forwarded the post to the group: "You guys take a look, it was posted last night, and I just discovered it."

Ten minutes later, the group was still quiet.

After half an hour, no one came out to speak.

The old man Shang frowned, and started to send a voice: "You guys are talking, am I the only one who thinks this poem is well written?"

Old man Li: "Damn old man Shang, can you stop trembling when you speak, and disturb my scripture commentary!"

Old man Shang: "I fucking reposted a post, how could I bother you by sending a voice message?"

Old man Wang: "Who wrote this poem? It's the most upright poem I've ever seen in my life."

Old man Li: "It's too shocking, my country's youth, it should be so!"

Old man Shang: "Old Lizi, did you understand it?"

Not long after, old man Li sent a text: "This poem roughly means: When I was young, I had a heroic spirit, made friends with heroes from big cities, treated people with sincerity, daring, and met injustice. Then he will be furious, have a strong sense of justice, stand up and talk, live and die together, and promises are worth more than thousands of pieces of gold."

Old man Wang: "A promise is worth a thousand dollars... You should be like this, you should be like this!"

"Damn it, old man Wang, do you understand this line of the poem? You just keep yelling that you should behave like this."

"Is this poem difficult to understand? Whether it is placed in ancient times or in modern times, it has great educational significance."

"People nowadays are too deeply influenced by the Internet. They treat others cunningly, and when they encounter injustice, they just want to hang on to it. They have long since lacked the sense of justice they had when they were young..."

"What was your childhood dream? When you grow up, you want to be an astronaut, a scientist to contribute to society, and a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded...Now it's hard to support your family, so what's the sense of justice? ?"

"... Well, don't blame the people nowadays. In the past, many people had the attitude of helping when they encountered injustice. Looking at it now, for example, helping the old lady cross the road, people also have justice. It’s a pity that I was blackmailed.”

In just half an hour, almost all the old men in this group were blasted out, almost 99+ every minute.

This group has almost wiped out its previous decadent state.

Under the influence of this youthful heroism, they seem to regain hope.

I haven't spoken freely for a long time.

"1 minute, I want all the information about the author of this poem!"

"What do you want all the information on? That one looks like a new user. I only know that the author is a person named Xue Gao. I don't know if it's a man or a woman."

"Is it a big shot inside the Literary Association?"

"From this poem, it is not difficult to see that he must be a master in the literary world."

"I don't think we need to search hard. Since he doesn't want to use his official website account to publish this poem, he must be waiting for the communication to give us a surprise."

"I have to ask my old friends from the Literary Association, maybe it was published by someone we know."

"..."

Because of this poem, the literary world boiled in one morning.

It spread wildly in a small area, and by noon, it spread to the Literary Association.

Chapter 118 The battle of the gods, each showing their magical powers

In the building leased by the Literary Association.

Many members of the association have seen the youthful chivalrous poem, and are discussing which literary master wrote the new work.

"The style of poetry is a bit like the style of the vice president. After all, what he is best at writing is the kind of verses that are honest and upright."

"At first I also thought it was written by the vice president, but after I asked, I found out that the vice president also looked confused."

"Is it one of the eight deacons?"

"Of the eight deacons, there are indeed a few who are good at writing poems of that style, but there are exceptions."

"Stop discussing it. Didn't the president hold a meeting on this matter? We'll know who it is later."

"..."

In the lobby of the association, many internal members came.

These members generally do not come to the association unless there are important activities or tasks and so on.

But today is an exception. There are neither activities nor important tasks. It is entirely because of a poem that attracted them.

These members also want to know, if it is not the vice president, who can write such upright and three-view poems.

in the conference room.

The president, vice president, and eight deacons all sat down one after another.

The seniors in these associations are all bigwigs in the literary circle and have a very high status.

The president is over fifty years old, leaning his elbows on the side of the table, showing a warm smile: "Let's get to the point, is that song about youth chivalry written by someone inside our association?"

The vice president shook his head.

The eight deacons also shook their heads.

Among them, a deacon said: "I asked the members under my hand, and they all said they didn't know who did it."

After some discussion, the president was confused: "It's not from within the association, but from some senior folks."

The vice president said at this time: "President, I don't think we need to investigate who did it. Since the other party announced it on the literary website with a new account, they just don't want us to trace his identity. Let everything go as it should." good."

Several other deacons also nodded: "We just need to know that the mysterious old man is not a foreigner, he is from our literary circle."

The president thinks it makes sense: "Let's leave this matter as it is, but we still need to focus on that account called 'Ice Cream'."

In the end, the meeting just fell through.

……

……

Bloom, Composition Department.

As usual, Lin Yao went to the company cafeteria to eat at noon.

He didn't realize at all that the youthful spirit he released last night would stir up trouble in the literary world.

It's no wonder those seniors in the literary world are so gaffe.

Every year in the international exchange meeting, their poetry culture is almost always at the bottom, even if they are not at the bottom, they are the second to last. When they are aggrieved to a certain extent, this song of youthful chivalry appears in front of the public, which will make these seniors lose their composure.

Over the past few days, Lin Yao is also looking forward to the arrival of the new season.

He really wanted to compete with those lyric masters, to see whether the classic repertoire in his own world was better than the top music producers in this world.

On the day at the end of the month, Wang Zifan sat in the coffee area of ​​the composition department for most of the day, with a decadent expression on his face.

Lin Yao rarely walked over to make a cup of coffee, and asked, "Zifan, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Zifan sighed and said, "The new girlfriend broke up with me."

Lin Yao was stunned: "You talked about another girlfriend? Because of why you broke up, you are not ugly, you can be said to be very handsome, and your annual income exceeds one million. Which girl is so dissatisfied?"

Wang Zifan shook his head: "...the reason why my girlfriend broke up with me is because I like to meddle in other people's business, I am! Young people of this generation should be like the young heroes of ancient times, full of blood and chivalry, befriend the heroes of the five capitals, with gallbladder and hair, and talk, life and death are the same, a promise is worth a thousand dollars!"

As he said that, Wang Zifan became excited and even wanted to give Lin Yao two dances.

Lin Yao's face darkened when he heard this, isn't this a poem he posted on a certain literary website?

In the past few days, has it become popular in the music circle?

Wang Zifan said with emotion: "In this turbid society, it is really the hope of the literary world that such poems with positive views and solid character can appear. I suddenly look forward to this year's international exchange conference. There should be many shocking poems in the literary circle."

Zhang Dehua came over, heard their conversation topic, and joined in: "I saw this poem forwarded by my friend. Although I am not a poet, I think it is very well written. It is time for the Chinese literary world to rise. This year's international As for the literary exchange meeting, I will definitely go to watch it on the spot.”

Wang Zifan smiled and said: "Although I have never seen the ice cream poet, it is not difficult to see from this young man's chivalry that the other party must be a self-cultivating half-century-old senior, who is as gentle as jade and has super upright outlook."

Lin Yao: "..."

Indeed, the original work of this poem is such a gentleman.

Lin Yao is just a porter of nature...

"Ah Yao, let's go to the literary exchange meeting together." Wang Zifan said.

"Don't you want to go to the music exchange meeting?" Lin Yao said.

"That's right, Ah Yuan led a group of elite teams to participate in the music exchange meeting this year... Look at both sides, it shouldn't matter."

……

After work, Lin Yao went back to cook early, waiting for the battle of the gods tonight.

The closer it was to twelve o'clock, the more excited he became.

This is the one he looks forward to the most since he has been on the rankings for several consecutive seasons.

I'm about to fight against those top music producers, just like playing a game to win the equipment I've wanted for a long time.

In the process of waiting, the passage of time is always so slow.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the battle of the gods begins!

The Music Association has updated the season chart tracks of the entire network statistics on time.

A detached villa.

Zhang Yida lay on a big bed, opened his thin and light notebook, and put on top-of-the-line headphones.

These music producers have very high standards for audio and headphones.

For example, his computer headset sells for 1.89 online.

It can present the most perfect sound quality and enjoy playing music.

There is delicious food on the tip of the tongue before, and there is a wild dance on the ears afterward.

Zhang Yida first listened to Ye Wuhen and Ye Shen's "Dancing Wildly".

As popular music, it already has a huge audience base, and with the addition of Ye Shen's wild dance, the quality has reached a quite frightening level.

The combination of pop music and folk songs, together with the perfect fit, added a different color to this wild dance.

Five minutes later, Zhang Yida, who had finished listening to the wild dance, nodded in admiration: "If the word is improved to a higher level, maybe he can win the prize. As expected of Ye Shen, he is indeed a very strong rival, and the quality is very good." Guaranteed."

The second song Zhang Yida listened to was Zhongli's healing song, "The Best Years".

The vivid interpretation of the word youth makes people fall into the age full of fantasy and shyness.

Zhao Tianlong's "Night" is more fierce, and it is positioned as a love song.

Within half an hour, it occupied the top position of the Gods list, showing a huge fan base and the quality of the song.

The download volume reached 185 million, just half an hour's record.