The gathering resumed.
Dishes were brought to the table one by one.
With the appearance of "Ode of Mulan", it also put an end to the dispute from before. No one brought up those insignificant incidents anymore. They ate and drank in the backyard. Those who did not give gifts continued to do so.
"Master Wei, I wish you a long life."
"Sis Wu, this is just a small gift to show my respect."
"Sis Wu, I've written a piece of calligraphy. It's definitely not as good as the 'Ode of Mulan' that Teacher Zhang gave you, but it's still a token of my appreciation."
"With the release of 'Ode of Mulan', I'm too embarrassed to give a gift."
"Hahaha, me too. I feel like I can't even present this."
"Hai, I'm still thinking about those words — The male rabbit's feet are messy, The female rabbit's eyes are blurred; Two rabbits walking next to each other, who can tell if I'm male or female? Great! There was Hua Mulan in ancient times! Today, there's President Wu! I have a feeling that this' Ode of Mulan 'will definitely become a legend in a few decades or even a few centuries. It will definitely be passed down through the ages. In a few centuries or even a few millennia later, all of us here will be allusions to this' Ode of Mulan '. When they talk about this folk song poem, they will definitely mention us. In the past, it was always us who studied the allusions of the ancients and learned from them. Who would have thought that we would one day become allusions to the later generations! "
"Teacher Zhang is a genius!"
"Yes, there's no gift more precious than this!"
"What a great Hua Mulan! What a great 'Ode of Mulan'! "
"If I could write such a folk song poem, I would stop writing from now on!"
Everyone was eating, drinking, and giving gifts, but they were still immersed in the shock that "Ode of Mulan" had given them.
Master Zhou had a small appetite, so he ate quickly. After he finished eating, he wiped his mouth with a napkin, "I'm done eating. Excuse me, everyone." Then he looked at Wu Zeqing, "Little Wu, why did you put that piece of calligraphy away in such a hurry? Take it out for a while. I need to make a copy of it."
Wu Zeqing smiled, "You want to write it too?"
Master Zhou nodded, "My hands are also itching. Since I came across such a good poem and was fortunate enough to witness the creation process, of course I have to write it down." Then he asked Zhang Ye, "Little Zhang, can I copy the contents of 'Ode of Mulan'? Don't sue me for infringement, hehe. "
Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "Of course, it's my honor."
Master Zhou asked his disciple to prepare a brush, ink, and paper. He did not write, but first looked. After looking for about ten minutes, he closed his eyes and pondered for a long time. Only then did he move his brush. He only dared to write after thoroughly understanding the content!
When Master Zhou's version of "Ode of Mulan" was completed, everyone cheered!
"Good writing!"
"Elder Zhou's skills are extraordinary!"
However, Master Zhou was not very satisfied. He waved his hand and said, "It's this poem that is good, not my calligraphy. Besides, my calligraphy is not suitable for this content. It's a little too raw and doesn't match the meaning of the text. It's not as good as Little Zhang's elegant writing. It's lacking in artistic conception."
There were already a lot of people around who were taking pictures after eating. Some of them took pictures of Master Zhou's "Ode of Mulan", but even more of them took pictures of Zhang Ye's "Ode of Mulan" with their cell phones. Indeed, Zhang Ye's "Ode of Mulan" was written much better than Master Zhou's. This result was not surprising. After all, Zhang Ye was the original author, so he would definitely have a better understanding of the text than Master Zhou!
Someone posted Zhang Ye's words on the internet, along with the poem and couplets from before. Such a beautiful story had to be shared with others!
......
On the internet.
The Calligraphy Association's anniversary gathering was immediately exposed!
"Those who have seen the vast ocean are no water?"
"Apart from Mount Wu, there are no clouds? What a good poem! "
"A merchant girl doesn't know the pain of a fallen nation? Singing the flowers of the backyard across the river? "
"What the f * * k! Lonely and bitter widowhood? How can this match the second verse! "
"Quick, look at this' Ode of Mulan '! This is too awesome! Who wrote it? "
"I want to know too! The other poems are still fine, but this' Ode of Mulan 'is too shocking! This text, this literary flair, this story, who wrote it? "
"Look at the signature on the picture!"
"This...... This looks like Zhang something?"
"F * * k! It's Zhang Ye! "
"Ah! The signature is really Zhang Ye! "
Then, someone at the gathering with the Weibo username Dongsheng, who was also the poster, explained, "Today is the Calligraphy Association's anniversary, and also Peking University's Vice President Wu Zeqing's birthday. Teacher Zhang Ye was invited to attend and left behind these poems and couplets, especially the last 'Ode of Mulan'. It was a birthday gift from Teacher Little Zhang to President Wu. With this poem published, I believe that there are no other folk song poems in this world. 'Ode of Mulan' is the pinnacle of folk song poems!"
Everyone immediately relished it.
"Ah ha? It was really written by Teacher Zhang? "
"F * * k, when did Zhang Ye learn calligraphy?"
"Does Teacher Zhang Ye not know everything? He knows everything? "
"Hur Hur, I think only Zhang Ye can write such a poem. This is a combination of his literary and storytelling skills. In this world, I'm afraid only Zhang Ye has the ability to write something like this! Not only is he a literary scholar, he's also a best-selling novelist! "
"I don't care who wrote it! 'Ode of Mulan' is too good! It makes my blood boil with excitement! Mu Lan was a tough woman among tough women! She's a role model for our generation! "
"It's too good!"
"Mulan is too cool!"
"Good words, good literature. Teacher Zhang has shown his prowess again!"
"Who's at the Calligraphy Association's annual gathering? Quickly tell us what happened!"
Someone actually told everyone anonymously about how Zhang Ye had faced off against dozens of calligraphers, and how he had created "Ode of Mulan" on the spot!
When everyone heard this, they felt a surge of excitement!
Calligraphy competition?
Complete victory?
Zhang Ye was too awesome! This was the rhythm of one man holding the pass against ten thousand!
"Ode of Mulan" was immediately forwarded and commented on by countless people. The original text of "Ode of Mulan" also appeared on other Tieba and large discussion forums. It gained the support of countless females!
In the past, although there were people of all ages and genders who liked Zhang Ye, most of them were men. After all, Zhang Ye's writings were mostly about violence and scolding. He talked about the Three Kingdoms and "Dream of the Red Chamber". These old-fashioned classical works were mostly studied by men. Although many women also liked to read "Dream of the Red Chamber", most of them only read it and did not pay much attention to the text. Men liked to study it, so 70% of Zhang Ye's fan club was male. But with the release of "Ode of Mulan", Zhang Ye's "luck with women" immediately soared. The number of female fans increased exponentially!
......
Over here.
It was almost 3 PM in the afternoon.
At the end of the meal, everyone had finished eating and drinking.
Su Na asked President Wu for Zhang Ye's Millennium Absolute couplet and left with her father in satisfaction. The other guests also left one after another.
Zhang Ye was tipsy from Mr Feng and the other calligraphers. After drinking quite a bit, he could not even stand steadily. He walked over to Wu Zeqing and said, "President Wu." He burped, "Then, I'll be going first. You have so many things, do you need me to send them back to you?"
Beside Wu Zeqing was a pile of calligraphy gifts.
He heard her say, "You're so drunk, how are you going to go back?"
"I drove here, so I'll drive back." Zhang Ye said with his tongue hanging. His mind was actually still clear, "It's fine, don't worry."
When Master Zhou heard this, he said, "Yo, that won't do. Don't drive after drinking. Let me get someone to send you home?"
Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "Don't trouble Old Zhou. Anyway, I did not drive here today. There are still so many things here. I'll send Little Zhang back. His house is not far from mine."
Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "There's no need, President Wu."
"Listen to me." She said, "Why are you still driving when you're so wobbly?"
Mr Feng, who was beside him, was also drunk. He said, "Right, let... uh... let Little Wu send you. Next time... when there's a chance, let us brothers... drink again!"
Zhang Ye accepted the challenge, "No problem!"
To think they were brothers. Mr Feng was much older than Zhang Ye's parents.
Finally, a few people helped Wu Zeqing move her things into Zhang Ye's BMW X5. They piled them up in the back seat. Then, Wu Zeqing stuffed Zhang Ye into the front passenger seat and took the car keys from him. After bidding farewell to Master Zhou and company, she drove away.
"Sit tight." Wu Zeqing reminded him.
"OK." Zhang Ye rubbed his temples.
She shook her head and smiled as she helped Zhang Ye fasten his seatbelt, "It's done."
Ring, ring, ring.
On the way, Zhang Ye's cellphone rang.
It was his leader, Weiwo WebTV's Wang Xiong.
Zhang Ye picked it up, "Hello, Director... Wang."
Wang Xiong immediately recognized it, "Little Zhang, what are you doing? Did you drink? "
"I drank a little, but... it's alright." Zhang Ye said, "What's the matter?"
Seeing that he was still sober, Wang Xiong said, "It's like this. I just received news that the SARFT's revocation of your broadcasting host license has expired. After we applied for it, your broadcasting host qualifications have been reinstated. 'Zhang Ye's Talk Show' can be rebroadcast. It's only two days away from the new year, so you don't need to come back to Shanghai. Anyway, the recorded programs have already been prepared. It's just that there's something I need to tell you." Saying that, his tone suddenly turned serious, "We received some news. I'm not sure if it's accurate, but it says that the SARFT is planning a crackdown."
Crackdown?
Another crackdown?
Zhang Ye grumbled, "Didn't they just end the crackdown?"
Wang Xiong said, "Anyway, it's said that there will be a rather strict policy, but I'm not sure of the specifics. Everyone has only heard it from hearsay, so to avoid any accidents, we have discussed and decided to resume your Talk Show from today onwards. We will also broadcast four to five episodes a day, instead of one episode a day. On the surface, it's said that it's to make up for the loss of viewers during the hiatus, so we will put in more program resources. But in fact, we want to finish broadcasting your Talk Show before the policy is announced. After all, the scope of your program isn't small. Now, no one knows what kind of policy will be announced, so it's better to nip it in the bud. If there's a huge change in the policy and we are caught off guard, the Talk Show might not be able to continue broadcasting.
Zhang Ye said, "Alright, I'll listen to the company's arrangements."
Wang Xiong laughed, "Alright, then it's fine. You didn't drive, right? Don't drive after drinking. Go home and rest early. We'll meet again after the new year. "
"Alright, let me wish you a happy new year."
"Alright, thank you. Send my regards to your parents as well."
After exchanging a few more words, he hung up.
Just as he put away his cellphone, Zhang Ye's head tilted as he leaned against the car and fell asleep!
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