Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

Chapter 164 Chapter 164: Prince Wang’s Fuju

As soon as the first half of the poem "Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden" came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the Literary Circle Association, the Ministry of Rites, and other big figures to read it briefly.

After the big brothers understood, they were all amazed at Jiang Ci's literary skills.

Jiang Ci had an audit in the Department of Literature of Huaqing University, and Jiang Ci did not hide anything. It is very easy for the country to find out about this.

The boss of the Literary Association looked at this poem and always felt that there was something more to say,

The head of the Literary Association personally liked it and left a message included in the national poetry, but I always feel that there is something more to say. ,
The boss of the Ministry of Rites likes it,

He also left a message: "Little guy, you are amazing to us. Keep up the good work, but I feel like there is something wrong with you."

At this moment, those black fans were silent like cicadas, and Xu Fei didn't even dare to fart.

Jiang Ci replied to the two bosses: "Boss, actually this is only the first half."

The Literary World Association immediately replied: "Hurry up and release the second half. I said, why do you feel that you are not finished? It turns out that you haven't finished writing, little guy."

Facing the pressure from the big boss, Jiang Ci had to give in.
"Plum in the Mountain Garden"

"All the fragrances shake off Du Xuanyan, occupying all the charm to Xiaoyuan.

Shuying horizontally and shallow water, subtle fragrance floating moon dusk.

Frostbirds want to steal their eyes first, and the white butterflies are like knowing and breaking their souls.

Fortunately, there is a micro-chant to meet each other, and there is no need for sandalwood boards to share gold bottles. "

The head of the Ministry of Rites took the lead in saying: "This poem can be included in junior high school Chinese textbooks."

The bigwig in the literary world commented: "This poem is quite amazing. You can make such a poem based on a photo. Very good, young man, I am optimistic about you."

After waiting for several minutes, someone started to speak on the scarf
"Ask me weakly. Where is the class representative? Hurry up and translate it. I just think this poem is so beautiful."

"Mu Chuchu was really hit by a pie this time. She is so happy."

"Yes, I think the two of them look very much like a couple. The man is handsome and the woman is pretty."

"Come on, don't talk about CP."

"The general meaning of this poem: After all the flowers have fallen, only the plum blossoms bloom so beautifully and brightly, becoming the most beautiful scenery in the small garden. The plum branches reflect sparsely on the water, and their faint fragrance floats in the dusk under the moon. drift.

Birds in winter have to sit on plum branches to peek at them first. Butterflies in summer will probably fall in love with them if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.Fortunately, you can recite poems and get close to plum blossoms. You don't need to sing on sandalwood boards, and you don't need to drink from golden cups to cheer you up. "

"Thank you to the class representative upstairs. By writing this, we can better understand the profound meaning."

Jiang Ci is answering the phone at the moment.
"Hey, little bastard, it's ok, and he actually wrote such a beautiful poem to seduce girls."

"Sister, what are you thinking about? Didn't I get into trouble with that guy named Xu Fei from the Poetry Association? What kind of girl are you flirting with?"

"Well, that's what you said. You have a strong heart and are not so easy to sway."

"What song are you competing for tonight?"

"Sister, are you here to spy on the enemy?"

"Speak or not?"

"Okay, I'm going to rock and roll tonight."

"Rock?..." Jiang Qiuyue was obviously taken aback.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Ci hung up the phone. Now that he and Lin Yanyu were both competing singers, they would be criticized if they met in private, so let it go.

At this moment, the public relations department of Mu Chuchu's company was going crazy. Many people came to ask if Mu Chuchu and Jiang Ci were in a relationship.

Because of Jiang Ci’s gift of poems, there must be a scarf on, and this poem is to be recorded in junior high school textbooks, so the source of this poem is naturally written in the books. Although it is a scene, but that This picture, everyone can recognize it as Mu Chuchu.

Mu Chuchu was still a little confused at this moment. How come Jiang Ci gave her a poem, which was so well-behaved that a big boss in the literary world and a big boss in the Ministry of Etiquette personally praised it, and then she was inexplicably included in the trending search.

She knew that these were all related to Jiang Ci's so-called mudslide in the entertainment industry, but she had to say that she also had to like Jiang Ci's bib poem, and replied.

"Thank you, Teacher Jiang Ci, for your generous gift of poems. My little girl is very grateful."

Jiang Ci's reply was even more coquettish, "You're welcome, I'm just teaching Xu Fei from the Poetry Association what it means to have no precedence in learning, and those who have mastered it are teachers. Besides, that poem was indeed the one I searched for your information on Qiandu. When I saw Meiyuan, my inspiration exploded."

Jiang Ci really didn't take this matter to heart, but Mu Chuchu really thought about it a lot at this moment.
At this moment, even the entertainment company behind Mu Chuchu is thinking. In their eyes, Jiang Ci is like a rising star. But if it doesn't fall, this new star will be a golden doll. As long as he looks good, Be talented, be talented.

But at this time, the son of the richest man in China suddenly praised Jiang Ci's scarf, and said, "I'm in Chang'an now, and I can't go to Shashi to watch you sing live. Are you interested in sending me a poem?"

Jiang Ci was a little dumbfounded by this, but Mr. Wang was quite interesting.

@王公子, are you sure?relative!

Mr. Wang, it looks like you already have an idea, hurry up and get started @江ci.

Jiang Ci thought for a while. After all, Mr. Wang’s family owns a theater chain, the largest theater chain in the country. Soon, he will enter the film and television industry, so it is inevitable to be on good terms with Mr. Wang. There is no need to be hostile to him. .

[When autumn comes on September [-]th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.The incense formation soaring to the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. @王公子. 】

Now Jiang Ci can be said to be the focus of the whole network,
I had just been praised by two official officials on my scarf, and then during the chat with Prince Wang, I wrote such a poem for Prince Wang, but this poem was not given a name.

It's hard for Jiang Ci to assign "Ying Chrysanthemum" to it.

"Damn it, old thief Jiang Ci, are you going to heaven?"

"Jiangci is rubbish, what kind of broken poems you write, my Huahua can write better than you with her eyes closed."

"Hua Chenyu's brainless fan, get fucked, Ma De, anything smashed will come in."

"Come to a class representative to help explain."

"When the Double Ninth Festival comes in autumn and September, the chrysanthemums bloom and other flowers wither. The blooming chrysanthemums are dazzling, and the fragrance fills the air. The whole city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums, and the ground is as golden as armor. Like a chrysanthemum.

That's my understanding, I don't know if Teacher Jiang Ci's understanding is the same. "

Prince Wang quickly replied: "Okay, then I'll accept it first. I'll use this poem to pretend to be beeping first."

Jiang Ci was a little speechless, for a poem with such overbearing emotions, Mr. Wang actually wanted to pretend to beep.

The boss of the Ministry of Rites suddenly left the stage again, praised and said, "Mr. Jiang Ci hasn't given a title to this poem yet?"

""Fu Ju"" Jiang Ci finally could only say so on the scarf.

It can be said that Jiang Ci's scarf at the moment is attracting everyone's attention. After all, the boss of the Ministry of Rites has appeared on Jiang Ci's scarf again and praised it.

"Mr. Jiang, this poem "Ode to Chrysanthemums" may be included in primary school textbooks. Thank you Mr. Jiang Ci for your contribution to literature."

Jiang Ci replied flattered, "Not very honored."
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(End of this chapter)