this man is not calm

Chapter 87
Speaking of this, the old man's words have also returned to the topic.

"What do you think, from the perspective of young people, how can we make traditional culture more prosperous? At least, the decline will be slower. I am an old bone, and I hope to see a little bit of prosperity before I close my eyes." Seed!"

"This topic is a bit big. You really think highly of me, a young man who is a bit smart."

"Haha, just say it boldly, it's okay, just chat casually."

"Um……"

Rubbing his chin and thinking for a moment, Jin Shang said hesitantly,

"Then let's take the poems and songs mentioned earlier as an example! There is a poem, although it is not very appropriate, but I think there are still some merits..."

"tell me the story?"

"The country's misfortune, the poet's fortune, and the vicissitudes of life are easy to write. This poem is actually very problematic. It is a bit too biased to describe the misfortune of the family and the country as the great fortune of the poet. But..."

"It is indeed easier for a poet to write a good work when he is in an unsatisfactory life. Poetry expresses ambition, and words express emotion! Lamenting the old affairs of the family and country, criticizing the current malaise, the long-term official career, the separation of love and sorrow, talking about the old, poor, and worrying, in the end it mostly boils down to Words of ambition. This kind of poems and songs account for most of the famous works handed down from generation to generation..."

Although Mr. Qu is old, his thinking is still very sharp, and he quickly noticed the unfinished meaning in Jin Shang's words.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind and rain are precarious, and the troubled times are full of weeds. Most poets are not doing well. Touching the scenery, expressing love for the mountains and rivers, and writing poems and songs have become the best way to relieve their emotions.And what many later generations are fond of talking about is not also the feelings of sorrow for spring and autumn in poems?
"The old man is a sensible person, so I will say it directly. Personally, I hope that there will be fewer things about 'paying for the vicissitudes of life'. People's lives are good, and 'everyone' is prosperous,'" Xiaojia' is flourishing day by day, and the poems that touch the weakest, most sensitive, and most tragic strings in the heart, whether they are ancient poems or modern poems, it is normal that they cannot be written. Misfortune for poets, great fortune for the country!"

"Good! Well said!"

After Jin Shang finished his last sentence, Mr. Qu seemed to be enlightened, and instantly figured it out, pointing at Jin Shang with a slightly trembling finger a little excitedly,

"I've been thinking about it for so many years but I didn't understand it. I didn't expect to be taught a lesson by you, a brat. The misfortune of poetry is the great fortune of the country. If you really want to be full of masterpieces with 'the language is not astonishing and endless', you need to worry even more. Those who are full More nonsense so-called nonsense poetry written by people who have nothing to do, more is better! More is better! If people today like to turn over piles of old papers when they have nothing to do, and talk about the so-called retro that we old guys admire, what does that mean?"

Jin Shang curled his lips and replied casually:

"What else? I'm having a bad time now!"

Optimists look to the future, pessimists look to the past.

After how many times have come to a dead end, in the name of "retro", the reality of change?
There is no need to deliberately explain, just look through the history books and compare them, and you will understand.

With copper as a mirror, you can straighten your clothes; with history as a mirror, you can know the ups and downs; with people as a mirror, you can understand gains and losses.

Jin Shang and Mr. Qu were talking about poetry, but they were not just talking about poetry.

Mr. Qu, who seemed to be very happy, blushed, and after calming down, he asked again:

"What you said... really makes sense! It's just that, in this way, you seem very abrupt. Why are you so good at ancient poetry? No matter how you look at it, you don't look like the kind of person who has a bad life. Be proud , be naughty, and have a lot of ideas, but it’s not enough to accumulate so much dissatisfaction and write many good works, right?”

"Someone asked a similar question before, and I answered it like this..."

Jin Shang, who had been prepared for a long time, replied with a smile,

"Articles are made naturally, and skillful hands can get them by chance."

"Does it mean that God rewards you with food? Well, for the sake of the goodness of this poem, I won't ask."

Mr. Qu seems to be very satisfied today. He was about to end the conversation when he seemed to remember something and asked suddenly,
"By the way, I heard that you still have an unpublished "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", is it true?"

"The lyrics and singers have been selected. Tomorrow is the first trial recording to see the effect."

There is nothing to hide about this point, anyway, it’s not too long before the release, when will Mei Fengchun sing to Jin Shang’s satisfaction, when will release a single, and then do it for the instant messaging and dating software launched for the Mid-Autumn Festival—Jinxi warm up.

"It's not far away, I don't know if I can be lucky enough to see it first..."

Doesn't this... mean that you can't take the risk of advertising an unpublished work?

How has it changed?

Jin Shang looked in Zhu Jingxiao's direction, which is different from what he said before!

On the other side, Director Zhu Jingxiao seemed a little caught off guard, and after a moment of hesitation, she simply made a feasible gesture.

"Is this all right?Then I don't care! 』

Jin Shang, who had a lot of thoughts in his heart, also realized that the old man surnamed Qu in front of him probably had a lot of background, otherwise Zhu Jingxiao, a capable woman, would not make an exception for this?
"Yes, yes! However, the music requires a piano and string ensemble to perform, and the site conditions do not allow it, so I won't mention it. The lyrics can be shown to everyone..."

While talking, Jin Shang took out a neatly folded painting from his arms, and when he unfolded it, there was a full moon hanging on a branch in the background, with a few lines of poetry written in the blank space.

This is one of the trial posters designed by the artist of Jin Shangrang Company, and it is also carried with you in case you need it.

Seeing this, the photographer quickly zoomed in and took a close-up shot, so that the guests on the sidelines could watch the content on the paper through the big screen in the studio.

"When will the moon be there, ask Qingtian about the wine..."

Mr. Qu joked while watching,

"Xiao Jin, have you been sneaking drinks before? You are really dishonest at such a young age..."

The word "wine" has been mentioned several times before, and it is obviously not a good habit for a teenager who has just grown up.

Jin Shang just smiled and didn't answer.

This kind of thing is getting darker and darker, so it's hard to talk about it.

The quality of this body is actually not bad. Jin Shang has tried it a long time ago. Although he is not addicted to alcohol, he can drink very well. Even without the escort of "Gold Finger", he is rarely really drunk.

Mr. Qu, who was watching and chanting, didn't think about really blaming Jin Shang for anything, he just said it casually, and then focused on the lyrics.

Soon, Mr. Qu, who was more and more surprised as he looked at it, couldn't care about Jin Shang's little things.

"Mid-Autumn Ci, can you still write like this? You are treating yourself as a fairy who descended from the earth. Normal people can't write such poems if they are not drunk. It's pretty good, very good, very good..."

In fact, Mr. Qu does not know how to describe it accurately enough. At first glance, this poem seems to be a bit biased towards the memory of relatives and friends and the melancholy meaning of disappointment and parting. When you taste it carefully, it has a very strong flavor of Mid-Autumn Festival blessings. With an open-minded heroic spirit.

"It's enough to write one poem like this in a lifetime!"

This song "Water Tune Getou When Will the Moon Come" does not quote any classics, and anyone who has gone through nine years of compulsory education can basically understand its superficial meaning.

When young people write articles, they always find chapters and excerpts to show their abilities.It can’t be said that this approach is wrong, but it’s just that writing like this creates barriers for ordinary people to read for no reason, which is not conducive to spreading praise.

What can be thrown out by Jin Shang are all classics that have passed the test of time and have survived for nearly a thousand years. It is inevitable that they will be catchy and touch people's hearts.

"I was going to comment on a few words, but after thinking about it, let's forget it, let's leave it to time to test its quality! I also want to see why our beautiful poems that have been sung for thousands of years have declined! It is because they are outdated and abandoned by the times. , or we people are not good enough to write poems and songs that the people like to hear..."

These words are very generous. I have experienced the old era, and along the way, I have seen many old people who have gone through many vicissitudes, and my feelings are very deep.

Whether it is the times or the people, this song "Water Tune Getou·When Will the Moon Come" is the best touchstone.

"I have gained a lot today. I am grateful to the program group for the invitation and to the two children who spoke freely, which benefited me a lot. In the past, people always criticized us old-school cultural people for being out of the soil of growth. I have no idea what people's life is like now. Yes. Now, I have seen what outstanding young people are thinking and doing, and I am very satisfied."

"I'm fine."

Amid the applause, Mr. Qu sat down peacefully without saying a word.

Next, the host Wu Chan took over the initiative, and the audience asked a few more questions, both Jin Shang and Lu Liao answered in a very compromised manner.

The recording time, in fact, has long been exceeded. It is impossible to keep so many shots, and some of them will be cut.

The right to decide which content will be broadcast is in Zhu Jingxiao's hands.

Before the end, after Jin Shang and Lu Liao expressed their blessings to the students who are about to take the college entrance examination, the host Wu Chan announced the end.

The light in front of the camera lens was turned off, and Jin Shang, who had been sitting upright for more than an hour, moved his stiff neck.

"I'm exhausted. Recording a program turns out to be a physical labor."

"The body is fine, but the mental pressure is relatively high. You are just not used to it, and you will get used to it after a few more times."

Wu Chan asked the staff to bring a few bottles of mineral water, handed them to Jin Shang and Lu Liao, and drank a few sips to moisten her throat.

"Habit? Don't expect it! Except for the newly hired staff, I haven't seen anyone who can really come here often."

Jin Shang took out his mobile phone habitually, checked the time,

"Oh, it's almost nine o'clock!"

"Working in a TV station, in order to record the program, it is inevitable to stay up late. We are not bad, the host of the sports channel live broadcast all night is hard..."

Wu Chan smiled and explained,
"It's too late, do you want to send a car to take you back? By the way, where is Xiao Lu, do you want to arrange it?"

Lu Liao politely declined.

“The hotel has a car to pick up and drop off!”

Jin Shang didn't mean to bother others.

"I came here by car!"

"Oh, I forgot, you are not ordinary children."

Wu Chan suddenly realized.

Living in a high-end hotel and having a private car is still very prestigious these days.

Both Lu Liao and Jin Shang belonged to relatively well-off families, not to mention great wealth and wealth. They are very familiar with how to enjoy life and arrange their own basic necessities of life.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jin Shang exchanged business cards with Mr. Qu, said hello to Director Zhu Jingxiao, and drove home.

"Qu Nanrong, there is only a contact number, not even an address, that's pretty impressive!" 』

Jin Shang looked at the business card over and over several times, and after putting it away, put this trivial matter aside for the time being.He didn't mean to inquire about other people's origins, let alone try to get close.

"It's not the time yet, I haven't stood up yet, all external things are just clouds!" 』

On the other side, Lu Liao whispered to his uncle and assistant:
"That person has a tiger hidden in his heart, so be cautious when dealing with him in the future."

"Didn't you guys chat very speculatively?"

"He doesn't see me in his eyes, he just has a little interest in what I do."

"I thought you guys really planned to make the names of 'Nan Lu Bei Jin' and 'Peerless Twins' a reality, and continue the topic..."

"The hype can't stop, but don't mess with him. Let's just get what we need tacitly, don't really catch up. A tiger can occupy the entire mountain forest by itself, and there is no need to be with jackals..."

This is to describe himself as a jackal and Jin Shang as a tiger, and his posture is low enough.

"Did you think too highly of him?"

The uncle who watched Lu Liao grow up knew deeply how smart his little nephew was.

After so many years, this was the first time I saw him who was arrogant and arrogant, thinking that he was inferior to others.

"He is a real genius, different from those we have encountered before..."Bei Jin Nan Lu" has been said for a long time, and I haven't seen him respond to it. I must have never heard of it My name is only recently because of the need to become famous, so I was pulled to play with it."

After a pause, Lu Liao continued to say to his unconvinced uncle:
"There is no need to compete with him. Let's do our own thing, cooperate with him, and brag about each other's business. Now, to him, this is the only value. Don't complain about me , skills are not as good as people, you have to admit it! There is still a long way to go, and there may be opportunities to compete on the same stage."

"I'm just a little aggrieved. He just relies on his high education, can compose poems, and shows off to his heart's content!"

"It's already very good. The host and Jin Shang are actually very considerate of me, and have said a few words of justice for me many times. Think about last time..."

Mentioning that Lu Liao was humiliated in the last program, my uncle's face suddenly became ashamed.

"That's because I didn't understand the situation and was deceived."

"Okay, don't mention the past, just pay attention to it in the future. The college entrance examination is coming soon. This is a good time for the 'students' to be active. Let's keep a low profile recently."

……

When all parties were busy, Jin Shang was delayed for a little time, and when he got home, it was almost ten o'clock.

He made a phone call with his father, Jin Shi, to report that he was safe, and when he entered the house, Jin Shang found that Li Xuan was still awake, wiping the kitchen stove all over his body with oil.

"You are this?"

"Trying to make some potato ragout, failed."

"Why so suddenly?"

"My mother said that cooking is the core competitiveness of a good woman at home."

"Didn't Auntie tell you to go step by step, first easy and then difficult?"

Even if you want to prepare a supper, is it too greasy to eat potato stew in the middle of the night?

I rolled up my sleeves, cleaned up with my girlfriend, and then cooked some shredded pork noodles, and served it with pickled vegetables and fermented bean curd for supper.

After eating, Li Xuan wanted to help clean up the dishes very virtuously, but was driven out of the kitchen by Jin Shang.

"You just look down on my cooking skills, obviously the mixed sauce noodles are good."

"Next time, I'll arrange a gourmet store tour for you. If you know how to eat, you'll learn how to cook!"

(End of this chapter)