Chapter 290 I will write a poem for everyone on the spot, Qin Lai(1/2)
It's normal!
Teacher Wang finally returned to normal!
Wang Shifeng's fans have been nervous since the beginning of the show. Until now, they suddenly heard familiar harsh words and finally found the feeling of watching the show.
Right, the gentle Wang Shifeng just now is definitely an illusion.
Now this man who hates him and even scolds himself is our idol!
As the main character who was scolded, Luo Siyao was also in a complicated mood.
In order to scold me, this kid is really helping with it at all costs.
But he decided to wait for his leisure and see what Wang Shifeng could say first.
"Don't rush to scold me in front of the screen, listen to me." Wang Shifeng raised his fingers
"First, I will give you a brief science on what "fu" is. Even if Fu is an ancient prose genre, it is characterized by laying out texts and writing about things. It is to use gorgeous words and words to describe scenery or stories and to express one's ambitions in obscurely.
"Li Sao" knows that it is the earliest fu, but the most standard fu was decided by Sima Qian and Sima Xiangru. Sima Xiangru was known as the saint of fu. A poem called "Shanglin Fu" describes the mountains, rivers, flowers, plants, birds and beasts in Shanglinyuan to flatter Emperor Wu of Han successfully promoted to the court.
I will read a passage for you, and you will understand what the fu is called "pucaiqu" text.
The sky is not as bright as the clouds, and the side is scattered. The flow is reversed, and the turning is turbulent, and the sky is irrigated. The sky is bulging, and the clouds are radiating, just like the glaring.
After the waves, it was rising and falling, and it was rushing to the sky. It was surrounded by rocks, and it was running and stagnant.
Lindi pours into the valley, falling in a vast and faint, thundering, thundering, swaying, swaying, swelling, swelling, swelling, swelling, swelling, swelling, swelling, swaying, swaying, swaying, silence and silence, silence and return forever."
Wang Shifeng's voice was clear and pleasant rhythm, which made all the audience subconsciously intoxicated.
It is different from the intoxication of Luo Siyao when he recites "The Fu of Cold Kiln".
Listening to "Han Kiln Fu", you can at least understand each word, or what each word means and how to write it.
But after listening to Wang Shifengnian, their brains were blank, just like a zombie ate their brains. No Chinese characters they had learned could jump out of their minds.
This is a damn illiterate feeling!
Especially after seeing the characters matched by the subtitle group on the screen, they felt more and more afraid of Chinese characters.
Teacher Wang, are you sure you are talking about Chinese characters?!
Isn't it really a word you made yourself?
At this moment, many viewers remembered the fear of being dominated by Wang Shifeng last time.
Liu Hanqing, who was fishing in the backstage, wiped the sweat from his hands, and watched the coolie students quickly subtitled them, and a gratifying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Sure enough, what should be come will always come, but fortunately, this time I prepared well.
"How about it, have you felt the charm of Chinese characters? Do you sigh at the magnificence of Chinese culture when you see these rare nouns? This is called "Pucai Liquor"." Wang Shifeng turned his head and interacted with the audience.
There was a whim of flattery and praise in an instant, mixed with applause.
Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was completely mobilized by Wang Shifeng, Luo Siyao's heart moved.
This is OK?
Then I can do it.
"Teacher Wang is indeed the originator, but not all famous poems and poems are so unpopular. For example, Cao Zhi's poem "The Goddess of Luo River" is also very beautiful.
I told him: "Its shape is like a frightening geese, and a gentle geese like a swimming dragon. The glorious autumn chrysanthemums and the lush spring pine trees.
The hair is like the light clouds covering the moon, and the floating wind is like the snow returning to the wind. Looking far away, it is as bright as the sun rises in the morning glow;
If you look at it, it will be as bright as a tidal wave. The tidal shape is slender and the body is firm, and the length is short and the length is tight. If the shoulders are slim, the waist will be as simple as the neck. The neck will be stretched and the neck will be smooth, and the white texture will be revealed."
Luo Siyao followed and read a song.
It also aroused the audience's surprise. Indeed, compared to Wang Shifeng's "Shanglin Fu", this "The Goddess of Luo" looks even more gentle.
Seeing that he had won a city back, Luo Siyao quietly let go. In order to prove that his title of professor was not a sub-production, he read two unpopular poems, Yu Xin's "The Fu of the Jiangnan" and Zhang Yanghao's "The Fu of Baiyun Tower, etc.".
It has aroused even more heated discussions among the audience.
Although I can't understand what I'm talking about when reading these things, it doesn't prevent the audience from appreciating them.
Maybe this is the cultural gene from blood inheritance.
Just when Luo Siyao thought he had saved the situation, Wang Shifeng spoke again and interrupted his chant.
"I just said that Professor Luo's level is high, and classic verses come out at once. So after listening to these verses, the audience should be able to find the problem by comparing "Han Kiln Fu".
In comparison, you should know what it means to forgive the fireworks of rotten grass, how to match the bright moon of the heart of the sky,
Therefore, the entry-level standard for fu is to quote classics and create obscene words, and to a higher level, it is to create allusions.
What is creating allusions? Everyone knows that idioms are all kinds of allusions, which refer to a person or a story, which is contained in a sentence as a summary.
For example, the familiar "Preface to the Pavilion of Tengwang" is said to be a stunning genius? Because he used this poem to create twenty-nine allusions, perfectly interpreting every word and pearl,
This is the charm and characteristics of Fu. Anyone who does not meet this standard should not be called Fu. Are you right? Professor Luo?"
Luo Siyao subconsciously frowned and nodded, "That's right."
But after saying that, he regretted it.
Because he recognized Wang Shifeng's point of view, he was slapping himself in the face wildly.
Then he glared at Wang Shifeng.
Good, you evil boy, you actually set a trap for me.
"Ahem, I can't say that completely that although "Han Kiln Fu" is a bit rough and simple, it also quotes classics." Luo Siyao asked for another sentence.
"I understand what Professor Luo means. I know that everyone doesn't know much about traditional culture. I may be a little unfamiliar with these examples. So let me change the metaphor. As long as there are lyrics and melodies, they can be called music, right?
Everyone knows it.
The level of "Cold Kiln Fu" is equivalent to the level of "Thunder" in the subject matter of literary fu. If you really say that this fu is a unique essay of eternal age, will your ancestors' coffin board be angry and open it?"
Wang Shifeng looked at Luo Siyao with a smile on his face.
Luo Siyao choked in his throat in one breath, feeling his heart suffocated.
This grandson is so detrimental to describe it, killing someone to kill his heart!
But the audience's eyes glowed and their bodies were hot.
If you had used this metaphor, we would have understood it long ago!
Not to mention, this traditional culture is really interesting.
"Professor Luo said before that this song "Cold Kiln Fu" was promoted to arouse everyone's interest in traditional culture. Although it is a bit exaggerated, I think the starting point is still recognized. Since the predecessors are willing to condescend to make concessions to the Chinese cultural context, I, as a junior, cannot be content with the descendants.
In this way, I will write a poem on the spot to everyone, come on the piano!”
Wang Shifeng chuckled, stretched out his hand, and Zhen Yi, who was squatting behind the seat, handed him a guitar.
???
Isn't it a fu?
Why did you take out your guitar as you said it?
Everyone was stunned.
Wang Shifeng tried the lower note and slowly plucked the strings.
The guitar went from slow to fast, and in a few seconds, the rhythmic melody caught everyone's ears.
Tens of millions of viewers subconsciously turned up the volume, wanting to hear what Wang Shifeng was going to do.
When Liu Hanqing in the backstage saw Wang Shifeng adjusting his breathing, he suddenly felt like he was facing a great enemy. His face changed drastically and said in a deep voice, "First-level security."
All the subtitle groups looked at the director without knowing it, not knowing why he was so nervous.
But in five seconds, everyone understood.
The reason why the director of the chief is that he has something to do with him.
The guest surnamed Wang on the stage... I hope he will prepare his subtitles for himself next time on the show and don’t make things difficult for our subtitle group!
"The dragon is alone, in a serene way, walking alone, and enlightenment, and the melons are regarded as the standard. The dragon walks in the dragon, and the corners are graceful and graceful,
Tears pouring down, slim and slim, never stopping, neither weeds, slim, old gluttons, jailed, coveted the geese, yoked the geese, yoked the romance, and yoked the romance, and never let the evil down, their romance, pickled mosquito larvae..."
Wang Shifeng's clear pronunciation and light melody were like a tornado that swept everyone.
He actually... really started shouting?
Is it so sudden?
Just shout?
And why did the subtitle group disappear again?
Compared with the confusion of the audience behind the screen.
The people at the scene were even more shocked.
Especially Luo Siyao.
To be continued...