Zhang Ye had been recognized!
If it was said that no one was aware of this at the beginning, but now that Master Zhou had mentioned it, they could imagine all sorts of signs and observe the face of the youth in shades. Finally, they glanced at the scribbled name on "Ode of Mulan"!
It's him!
Wasn't it Zhang Ye!?
Chen Mo, of course, had heard of Zhang Ye's famous name. He was stunned on the spot and nearly vomited blood!
Chen Mo's fellow disciples, who had challenged Zhang Ye together with him, were also dumbfounded. F * * k your lungs! How could it be him! Zhang Ye had actually come! Thinking back to how they had been clamoring to compete with Zhang Ye, their faces turned pale. Compete with him? Compete, my ass! F * * k, you hid it too well! If we knew you were Zhang Ye, we wouldn't have wasted our breath! Who would want to compete with you in poetry!?
There was an uproar!
The sounds of discussion also exploded!
"Holy sh * t!"
"So it's him!"
"No wonder he's so good! Why is he here? "
"F * * k, isn't this bullying!? Competing with him on literary standards? Who can compete with him!? "
"That's right, I was wondering why these calligraphy masters and calligraphers could not beat a young man! So this person is Zhang Ye! I've seen his poems and essays. Every one of them is earth-shattering. Besides, he never does a draft and always creates on the spot! Not to mention our Calligraphy Association, which is not a purely literary research organization, even in the Couplet Organization's Writers' Association, there are not many literary masters who dare say they can beat him in literary skills! Who has heard of that "Ode to Young China" essay from a few days ago? Even Peking University's Professor Yan was stunned by him! "
"If we knew it was him, we wouldn't have competed."
"I never expected that Zhang Ye's calligraphy skills would be so good!"
Everyone basically knew who Zhang Ye was. Even if they did not know what he looked like and had not seen Zhang Ye's television programs or photos in the news, most of them knew of Zhang Ye's name. After all, although there were differences between the calligraphy world and the literary world, there were still many connections between them. Everyone more or less knew about what was going on there. Furthermore, Zhang Ye was very popular in Beijing. Even if they did not deliberately try to understand him, it was impossible for them not to watch the news. Only a small number of family members had not heard of Zhang Ye's name before, so they quickly asked around. When they heard about Zhang Ye's various deeds, they were all shocked and looked at Zhang Ye like he was a god!
Mr. Su glared at his daughter. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Isn't this your colleague? "
Su Na giggled, "You didn't ask me. Oh right, Teacher Zhang said that the couplet from before was given to you. I was the one who helped you get it!"
Father Su was amused. "Are you serious?"
"Of course, I'll get it from President Wu later," Su Na said.
"Alright!" Father Su no longer blamed his daughter. He had been thinking about that couplet for a long time, but he was not familiar with President Wu, so he did not bring it up during the meal.
Mr. Feng stared at Wu Zeqing in frustration and said in a disrespectful manner, "I say, Little Wu, you're so wicked. You're so wicked! You called Zhang Ye over and didn't even tell us. You tricked us old folks. Do you think you're being particular? If we knew it was him, we wouldn't have competed with him! He's a literature major, and can even be considered a literary master. To compete in poetry with us who only write calligraphy, he doesn't feel embarrassed! He doesn't feel embarrassed! Hmph! If you have the ability, let's compete in calligraphy! Let's compete in calligraphy! "
Wu Zeqing gracefully stroked her long hair and said with a smile, "If it's just calligraphy, then Little Zhang is definitely not your match, but the rules of the competition were not set by me."
Teacher Wang also rolled his eyes. "You tricked us! You deliberately didn't say it! "
Wu Zeqing laughed. "I didn't. I thought all of you knew him."
"What do you mean know him?" An old calligrapher who had previously competed with Zhang Ye said, "He's wearing such a big pair of sunglasses, who can tell!"
Another calligrapher said angrily, "Little Wu, you also have a dishonest side to you."
Zhang Ye stood up and said, "Seniors, Teachers, I didn't mean to hide it. It's just a habit of mine to wear sunglasses."
Mr. Feng disagreed. "Anyway, you have offended us this time. What do you think we should do!?"
Zhang Ye exclaimed, "What do you think we should do?"
Mr. Feng glanced at him. "Give me 'Ode of Mulan'."
Zhang Ye: "… That's a birthday present for President Wu."
"I don't care." Mr. Feng said shamelessly, "Anyway, I'll be taking it away in a while! No one is allowed to snatch it from me. I'll fight anyone who tries! "
Everyone: "…"
Master Zhou was also amused. "Old Feng, look at your attitude. To think you're a calligrapher."
Mr. Feng said matter-of-factly, "I've come across something good, so why bother with my attitude? Little Wu, I'll return the poem that I took from Little Zhang. I want 'Ode of Mulan'!"
Wu Zeqing smiled. "That won't do. This is a gift from Little Zhang. It's also the best and most favorite gift I've received in recent years. Teacher Feng, don't snatch away what I love. You can have any other calligraphy piece, but this' Ode of Mulan 'is something I must treasure!"
Mr. Feng did not want it. "Then lend it to me for a few days."
Wu Zeqing shook her head. "Hur Hur, I won't lend it to you."
Mr. Feng was so angry that he glared at her. "Why are you so stingy!?"
Wu Zeqing smiled. "Any other calligraphy piece is fine, but not this one."
When the ink dried, Wu Zeqing walked over and looked at 'Ode of Mulan' again with great fondness. Then she got someone to keep it for her.
Master Zhou came out to smooth things over. "Haha, that's enough, Old Feng. This is a gift from Little Zhang to Little Wu. And it's an essay that praises women. What do you want it for?"
Mr. Feng said, "I'm giving it to my wife. She'll definitely love it to death!"
Zhang Ye coughed and said, "Teacher Feng, why don't I write another 'Ode of Mulan'?"
Mr. Feng seemed to really like it. He said, "I only want the first edition. A second edition would not have any collectible value!" Saying that, he went to look for Wu Zeqing. "Little Wu, let's discuss this again. I still have quite a lot of calligraphy pieces at home. Some of them are even from ancient times. Take whichever one you like. I'll trade with you."
Wu Zeqing smiled but did not say a word.
In the end, Mr. Feng did not manage to get the calligraphy piece. He was so angry that he could not eat anymore.
If the poems that Zhang Ye had written before were said to have many allusions that no one could understand and were of average value, then this "Ode of Mulan" was much more valuable. This was because it was a folk song poem, a story. It did not need any allusions or historical documents to support it. Just like Zhang Ye's previous world's "Ode of Mulan", it was the same. His world might not necessarily not have a person named Hua Mulan, but Hua Mulan definitely did not exist. Joining the army in place of her father? The Emperor's reward? These were all fictional stories. They were all novels! Hence, this essay was also the same in this world. There was no need for any allusions to support it. This was because Zhang Ye was telling a fictional story about Hua Mulan. This sort of essay, be it the story, the words, or the literary value, was at the pinnacle. It would stand out in any world!
Back when Zhang Ye was in middle school, "Ode of Mulan" was an essay in the language textbook. Furthermore, the teachers had to make them memorize it. Yes, the entire text of a few hundred words had to be memorized without missing a single word. There was no room for negotiation. If not, they would be made to stand and copy from the book. In the end … they still had to memorize it. From this, one could see the status of "Ode of Mulan" in the history of literature and education!
Changed world?
Then it wouldn't be that bad!
Teacher Wang found Zhang Ye. Seeing that Zhang Ye was still heading to the table at the back to eat, he grabbed him and pulled him to the main table. "Little Zhang, sit here!"
Mr. Feng was still regretful. "Let's drink a few cups together, Little Zhang. See if I don't get you drunk!"
Zhang Ye also knew that he was not really angry. "Don't. I can't hold my liquor. I really can't drink."
Teacher Wang squinted his eyes. "Looks like Old Wang really likes your 'Ode of Mulan'. Just now when we competed with you, we felt a little embarrassed after losing. But now, it seems like losing to you in literature isn't that strange. Come, let's have a drink!"
Losing to a junior?
They would definitely lose all their face!
But Zhang Ye was, after all, famous. He was also a professional in literature, so losing to him was nothing. The calligraphers who had competed with Zhang Ye earlier also calmed down.
Zhang Ye humbly said, "I was just lucky. And if we really compare calligraphy, I'm definitely not as good as you teachers."
Master Zhou evaluated, "You don't have to belittle yourself. Your calligraphy has already reached a very high level. Most calligraphers are no match for you. As long as you study hard, there will definitely be a place for you in the calligraphy world in the future. No, there already is a place for you. Haha."
Zhang Ye said, "You're flattering me."
Master Wei also looked at him. "Have you ever thought of developing yourself in the field of calligraphy?"
Zhang Ye blinked and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. There will be a chance in the future. If there's anything I don't understand, I will definitely seek guidance from you teachers."
It was very lively here. People were crowding around and talking.
The other people who were present and eating at other tables were also discussing "Ode of Mulan" and Zhang Ye's name.
On the other side, Chen Mo sat gloomily on a stool. He did not say a word. He had wanted to embarrass Wu Zeqing a little and stand up for his teacher, but he did not expect the result to be like this. Not only did he not strike a blow to President Wu's momentum, he had even allowed Zhang Ye to step on his work and compare Hua Mulan to Wu Zeqing, praising her to the skies and praising women to the extreme. He, Chen Mo, had offended countless people, but he did not win anything. But Zhang Ye? Not only did he win against everyone in poetry, he even gained the respect of all the women and calligraphers!
Why?
Why?
Chen Mo could not accept it!
When a few of his juniors saw this, they came forward to persuade him, "Senior Bro, there's no other way. Even our teacher is no match for Zhang Ye when it comes to literature, let alone you."
Another junior brother sighed and said, "It's not an injustice to lose to him."
Chen Mo sighed. That's right, this Zhang guy was a freak. How could he have such a shocking literary background at such a young age? If he knew this person was Zhang Ye, he would not have argued with him!
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