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Chapter 49 Peach Blossom Still Laughing in the Spring Breeze

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very strange, Professor Song was silent, eating and drinking.

Old man Ma seemed to have noticed something, but as an outsider, he couldn't speak nonsense, so he could only say, "Jia Jia, why don't we turn on the TV?"

Song Jiajia was heartless, eating happily: "Huh? Oh! You're watching the news, right? I'll pick a station for you."

Mother Song kicked Professor Song hard under the table. Professor Song didn't feel it at all and pretended to be indifferent.

Mother Song had no choice but to pick up a piece of fish and put it in the willow bowl, and said softly, "Xiao Yang, this is the first time you have come to my house, eat more, don't be restrained!"

Yang Liu said politely, "Hey, thank you, Auntie."

Song Jiajia switched the TV to the Beijing TV station, and now it was broadcasting commercials, and in half an hour, it would start switching to international news.

Suddenly, the advertisement ended, and a handsome face appeared on the screen, singing "Thousands of Miles Away" affectionately: I will send you away thousands of miles away, you are silent black and white, maybe it shouldn't be in the age of silence, love is too far away...

Uh, this seems to be the singing clip of the poetry tea party years ago. At that time, Yang Liu played the finale and pushed the atmosphere to a climax...

Song Jiajia was drinking soup when she was choked and coughed instantly.

Old man Ma watched TV, then looked at Yangliu, opened his eyes wide and said, "This...Xiao Yang, isn't this you! I said it looks familiar! It's amazing! So you are a singer! Wrong No! There is still a poster of you in my daughter's room!"

Yang Liu said modestly: "Uncle Ma, it's nothing, I'm just an ordinary singer, nothing worth mentioning."

Old man Ma said: "Look at the enthusiasm of the audience below, you are quite famous!"

Song Jiajia finally caught the opportunity: "That's right, my eyesight is bad? Yang Liu is the national champion, the best male singer!"

Old man Ma gave a thumbs up: "Hey! Old Song, listen, you sing really well!"

Professor Song didn't raise his head, and snorted coldly: "Why don't I think it sounds good? And there are problems with the lyrics, such as 'You are silent in black and white', and what is 'acting an accident'. Wrong formula and grammar!"

Song Jiajia herself was about to boast again, but she lost the desire/desire to speak.

Yang Liu lowered her head a little more, not daring to make a sound.

The last part of the poetry tea party on TV is to imitate the elegant custom of the ancients to beat the drum and pass the ball. Whoever passes the ball will have to compose a poem on the spot!Of course, only writers and scholars in the first row are eligible to participate. How many ordinary people can compose poetry?
The real hydrangea has long been lost, and the show replaced it with balloons.

The drums were beating, and the first round of poems presented was a modern Misty poet from a certain province. He shook his head and said, "Since it is a poetry conference, it should reflect the beauty of poetry. Please listen to me singing... /I just knew/Mom’s pies/are the best in the world/Besides that/I can’t love anything else..."

"Good poetry, good poetry..." The host took the lead in applauding!

As a professor of the Chinese Department and the honorary chairman of the Writers Association, old man Ma naturally has a high attainment in the study of poetry. When he heard this poem, he was really like a thunderbolt, unable to survive or die, and his face was full of shame Red!

Professor Song's temper is much worse: "What the hell? It doesn't make any sense! Is this also called poetry? Kindergarten kids are ten thousand times better than him! It's an insult to politeness!"

Song Jiajia laughed loudly and said, "Yang Liu, have you ever participated in this kind of program?"

Yang Liu shyly said: "How did I know? I thought it was just to sing!"

There was a burst of drumming, and the balloon moved again. This time, the balloon passed into the palm of a white-haired old man, perhaps because he was old. With a flick of his finger, the balloon flew into the air again!The sound of the drum suddenly stopped, and it was a coincidence that the balloon landed in the arms of Yang Liu who was sitting in the second row...

The camera moves forward, embarrassment is capitalized on Yang Liu's face!
The host also had a constipated expression on his face, but he was still a little quick-witted, and hurriedly said: "God, God! Our Yangliu is also a famous songwriter, naturally talented, full of beauty, so what are you waiting for? Little white horse? Shocked everyone The opportunity is right in front of you..."

Professor Song said angrily: "Jiajia, change the channel quickly! If I have a heart attack, you won't be able to see Dad in the future!"

Old man Ma also echoed: "That's right! You can even watch commercials!"

Song Jiajia said: "Don't, I still want to see Yang Liu's performance!"

Professor Song sarcastically said: "Without a good literary quality, do you think anyone can compose poetry?"

Song Jiajia grinned and said, "If you think too much, I just want to see how embarrassing he is..."

Yang Liu raised his head suddenly, gritted his teeth angrily, but dared not speak out, if this was not in the Song family, he might make an exception and beat up a lesbian...

On the TV, Yang Liu stood up proudly, without blinking his eyebrows, and recited in a resonant voice in a cool and unrestrained voice: "Last year and today, in this door, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people complement each other. I don't know where the faces are going, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze!"

The male host was stunned!
The writers are stunned!

The audience is boiling!

Old man Ma said in shock: "Xiao Yang! Is this really the poem you wrote on the spot?"

Yang Liu's posture was very low: "Ah, yes! The level is limited, and it is easy to laugh. Professor Ma please give me some pointers."

This well-known song "Tiding Capital City Nanzhuang" was written by Cui Hu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Especially the two sentences "I don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze" are very popular. It can be said to be passed down through the ages and is famous in history!
However, that is something on earth after all... As a world traveler, Yang Liu has no sense of guilt when using it, even she is overwhelmed by her own memory...

Professor Song's heart was surging, what a poem!He was so excited that he almost jumped up, but he said coldly: "Hmph, crooked, who knows where he copied it from?"

Old man Ma said: "Old Song, this poem is unheard of, how could it be plagiarized?"

Professor Song said: "That's not necessarily the case!"

Song Jiajia hugged the injustice and said: "Yang Liu doesn't have many advantages, but he still has talent! Dad, in order to prove his innocence, I will use my mobile phone to search for you!"

Sure enough, Qiandu displayed the search results, "Inscription on Yunwu Mountain Villa", written by Yang Liu, a talented poet and songwriter, written at the New Year Poetry Conference in [-]!

Old man Ma applauded: "Awesome! Beautiful! Refined and beautiful, natural and fresh, with the legacy of our late Tang Dynasty! Two human faces, two peach blossoms, full of joy and melancholy! It turns out that poetry can still be written like this! Admiration, admiration !"

Professor Song didn't say anything, he just ran back to the study quickly, excitedly took out a pair of "Peach Forest Picture of Talented Men and Beautiful Women" that he had drawn many years ago, and wrote down the four lines of poem Yang Liu just recited in one go in the blank space , thinking over and over again, putting it down...

Professor Ma came over and praised: "Good painting, good poetry, good scenery! They complement each other! Beautiful!"

Of course, Song Jiajia didn't miss this opportunity. Seeing the smile on her father's face, she secretly gave Yang Liu a victory sign!
It's really unintentional inserting willows and willows!

Yangliu stinks, looks and wealth can't conquer you, but we still have talent!Old man Song!Surrender, haha, your daughter is mine... Uh, bah bah bah, I wouldn't even dare to take it for me!
(End of this chapter)