Chapter 320 Bai Di’s farewell poem!
Lin Zhibai just left.
As soon as Lin Zhibai left, the poetry fair was already in chaos and mourning. Even if it wasn’t over yet, what else could be done next?
Writing poetry?
Writing lyrics?
The drunken and unrestrained madness of Bai Di left such a large shadow in the sky over Yimei Garden. Whose poems can escape?
Even…
Even the poem he wrote before leaving was so heart-wrenching that it was destined to make countless literati in the Poetry Association unable to lift their heads!
This poem is so domineering!
A simple translation is:
I am the Langguan in charge of the mountains and rivers in the Heavenly Palace. The Emperor of Heaven has endowed me with a wild and unruly character. I have issued orders many times to control the wind and rain, and I have also made many memorials to retain the colorful clouds and borrow the moon.
I am free!
It’s not an exaggeration to recite ten thousand poems!
You can drink a thousand cups and still not get drunk!
How can princes, generals and ministers be regarded in my eyes?
Even if I were to serve as an official in the gorgeous Heavenly Palace, I would be too lazy to go there. I just want to plant plum blossoms and get drunk in Luoyang, the flower capital!
Look at this content!
There is no limit to the madness!
However, Lin Zhibai's performance today is exactly what he deserves. He was drinking and reciting poems and lyrics. No one in the audience was his opponent. Isn't it just like "thousands of poems, thousands of wines and thousands of sorrows"? Even in the end Jiang He and other literary leaders asked him to resolve their grievances, but he ignored them, as he read in his poem:
How many times have you ever laid your eyes on a prince?
Not to mention the last two sentences, Jade Tower and Golden Tower returned lazily, and Luoyang was intoxicated by planting plum blossoms. It also matched the situation to the extreme. It said that the plum blossoms were everywhere in the Meiyuan Garden, and it also said that he was indeed drunk. Besides, here It is the outskirts of Luocheng, and Luoyang is the ancient name of Luocheng.
Jiang He’s eyes turned red.
Certainly not moved.
Mainly because I'm angry, "how many times have you ever paid attention to a prince?" You are the son of a top chaebol, and you are also in charge of the Qinzhou First Publishing House. You are obviously a prince-level figure!
Huang Yulou is also autistic.
He looked at Jiang He with resentful eyes.
If he hadn't agreed to Jiang He, an old friend, to support Ji Quantai today, would he have caused a lot of trouble? But who would have thought that Bai Di's talent and calligraphy could reach such a level!
Yun Lan simply stopped talking.
Every choice she made today was wrong. It was clear that as long as she stood with Bai Emperor, she would gain countless reputations in vain, but she didn't have the courage and determination to seize the opportunity!
Fortunately.
Mrs. Zhao still has a sense of the overall situation, probably because of her sense of responsibility in the literary world, so she continued to host the poetry meeting after all.
It just so happened that Zhou Tai let himself go today.
Seeing Lin Zhibai leave, he immediately smiled and said: "Although Teacher Bai Di has left, I think the poems he left behind are worthy of more discussion. For example, the poem he recited at the end, I personally feel it is Today’s poetry session is the best!”
How dare you say that!
Someone snickered.
Some people bravely said: "I think the best one is "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei"."
After all, not all literati are today's villains. Some people have just chosen to protect themselves and remain silent. They probably have a similar mentality to Yun Lan, but they are not forced to express their stance by Jiang He and Huang Yulou like Yun Lan. But now Jiang He and others were mute, but they dared to be a little bolder and criticize Bai Di's works.
“It’s good to have a drink but no talent!”
“My favorite thing is to fly into the plum blossoms and not see them!”
The poetry club became lively again, but the excitement belonged to those who had not targeted Bai Di just now. Those who followed Bai Di's advice and put Bai Di down were too embarrassed to speak now, and they just kept their heads down and drank.
In the process.
Zhou Tai also took out the only pen and ink left by Lin Zhibai today, and repeatedly admired it with several literati who had remained silent before, and said happily: "Speaking of which, I also have a share of the credit for this work!"
“What’s your credit?”
“I have made ink for Emperor Bai!” Zhou Taili said confidently.
Everyone laughed wildly, but when they laughed and laughed, they actually became envious. If I had known that Bai Di's calligraphy was so good, everyone would be willing to study ink!
…
Online live broadcast room.
Netizens watched as Bai Di left the last poem and left gracefully. The screen was full of excited words, and they were all shocked!
“This back view is so handsome!”
“What does crushing mean?”
“From now on, please call Emperor Bai the most talented man in Qinzhou!”
“This is not sealed by Jianghe Huangyulou and others, but by the public!”
“The last verse is really too pretentious, I like it!”
“I didn’t quite understand it, but I was shocked!”
“Hahaha, you don’t need to understand it, just those literati can understand it!”
"The general meaning is that I am a thief and no one will take notice of me. I am not even willing to serve as an official when the sky calls me. You so-called big shots in the literary world still want me to accept an apology and give you face? That doesn't exist! "
“It’s pretty much what I understand!”
“What about the black men?”
“I’m really not used to not having them argue.”
“I’m sorry, I’m a black man, but I’m a fan now.”
“Bai Di: I don’t accept it!”
The live broadcast room is full of joy!
In today’s wave, Baidi can be said to have attracted countless fans!
Everyone who watched the live broadcast had to leave the word "Follow" in the end. Bai Di really broke the backbone of all his opponents with his talent!
…
Lin Zhibai clearly left the poetry meeting, but found that a photographer was still following him. He didn't bother to interrupt, so he walked out of Meiyuan, went to the helicopter on the lawn, and put on his sunglasses again.
“What are you?”
The photographer couldn't help but ask.
Lin Zhibai smiled and said, "I'm waiting for my friend."
Although he left the poetry meeting, he forgot to say goodbye to Zhou Tai and Mrs. Zhao, so he had to wait in the helicopter for a while. He couldn't just pretend to be cool and go back. The scene would be a bit embarrassing.
Seeing Lin Zhibai come out, he wanted to interview him like crazy, but was blocked by a group of staff, because strictly speaking, the poetry meeting was not over yet, and reporters should not disturb Mr. Bai Di.
that's all.
Lin Zhibai played with his mobile phone in the helicopter for half an hour. Until dusk came, the poetry meeting finally officially ended, and he saw Jiang He and others walking out of Yimei Garden.
Shuashuashua!
Finally free to interview, reporters gathered around. Of course, countless reporters rushed to Lin Zhibai's side. Don't look at these reporters squatting at the door of Yimei Garden. They also watched the live broadcast on their mobile phones, so they naturally knew the poetry of this session. How shocking it would be, so their performance at this moment is extremely crazy!
“Can you all be interviewed?”
“Hello, Chairman Jiang He, do you favor your apprentice Ji Quantai?”
“Hello, President Huang Yulou, what do you think of Teacher Bai Di’s poems?”
“Hello, President Yun, what do you think of the grudge between Teacher Baidi and the literary world?”
“I would like to ask if you are dissatisfied with Teacher Baidi’s behavior today?”
Jiang He said "No comment" with a cold face, and then left quickly.
Huang Yulou laughed and said, "Teacher Bai Di's talent is certainly worthy of recognition. As for the others, don't ask me. Everyone can have their own private opinions, right?"
Speaking, Huang Yulou also left quickly.
Yun Lan said a few more words during the interview, but they were all car-talking and official-speaking.
During the interview.
Old Mrs. Zhao received a warm welcome from reporters!
“Netizens who watched the live broadcast said that Teacher Bai Di is the most talented person in Qinzhou. What do you think?”
“Of course, there is no doubt about it!”
Mrs. Zhao was very sure, "After so many poetry competitions, Bai Di's performance is the most amazing!"
at the same time.
Zhou Tai was also welcomed!
Perhaps it was today that Zhou Tai really fought hard to protect Bai Di!
“You have obtained Master Bai Di’s calligraphy. A rich man said online that he is willing to pay a high price to buy it. Would you consider selling it?”
"Won't."
Zhou Tai said seriously: "This is a symbol of friendship between me and Bai Emperor. From now on, this will be my family heirloom!"
Definitely not to sell it!
This is the only piece of calligraphy by Bai Di that has been circulated in the world!
As for the "several plum trees in the corner", of course Zhou Tai also kept it in his pocket.
However, his handwriting was not good. Bai Di was still clumsy at that time, and everyone said his handwriting was "bad".
At the end of the poetry session just now, someone even laughed and said what's the use of keeping the words "There are a few plum blossoms in the corner". Zhou Tai smiled and said nothing.
What is the use?
When Bai Di's calligraphy reaches a high level in the future, the rotten calligraphy "Several Branches of Plum in the Corner" will be extremely precious.
This is called the mind!
Lin Zhibai was of course pestered by countless reporters for a long time with a laundry list of questions, but he ignored them and quickly walked towards Zhou Tai.
“Brother Zhou, I’m going back.”
"OK."
Zhou Tai said goodbye to Lin Zhibai with a smile.
Mrs. Zhao walked towards Lin Zhibai with a somewhat guilty expression and whispered in his ear: "I owe you this today."
“Look at what you said.”
Lin Zhibai smiled and said: "Zhou Tai is my friend. In my eyes, you are like a respected teacher."
“How am I qualified to be your teacher?”
Mrs. Zhao shook her head with a wry smile and said, "It's a pity that I'm old. If we were young, we would have become friends or even confidants."
"If you don't mind, we are friends and confidants."
Old Mrs. Zhao felt a little better, "That's not bad, just think that we have been friends for years. Qinzhou is huge, but it's hard to find a good friend."
This sentence mainly expresses emotion about everything that happened today.
While I was speaking for Bai Di, some of my old friends also participated in the poetry meeting, but they didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.
“Old Mrs. Zhao is in trouble.”
The snow had not stopped at this time, the setting sun dyed the sky and the earth yellow, and the wind was blowing on his face. Lin Zhibai looked at Old Mrs. Zhao, who had already grown a lot of gray hair, and knew that she was an old-fashioned person with real character and integrity. Scholar, he suddenly said:
“As I say goodbye today, I have a poem that I want to give to you.”
“Poetry?”
Mrs. Zhao was stunned, and the reporters were even more excited, as if "poetry" was an emotional trigger. In an instant, all their guns and short guns were aimed at Lin Zhibai, and everyone's face was full of anticipation and excitement. !
This battle is good.
It is conducive to the spread of this poem.
Lin Zhibai smiled secretly in his heart, but did not show it on his face. Instead, he said formally: "The name of this poem is "Farewell Zhao Ru"."
next moment.
Witnessed by countless reporters and shot by countless cameras, Lin Zhibai read out a parting poem to Mrs. Zhao:
“Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun.”
“The north wind blows the geese and snow.”
“Don’t worry about the road ahead without friends.”
“No one in the world knows you!”
This is Lin Zhibai's reward. No one in the world doesn't know you. When she heard this sentence, Mrs. Zhao's eyes turned red. Of course she knew what this poem meant to her after so many years in the literary world!
And the scene.
Many literati who had not yet left had secretly pricked up their ears after hearing that Bai Di wanted to read a poem. As a result, when they heard the sentence "No one in the world knows you", everyone's eyes turned red instantly. Mrs. Zhao’s eyes are even redder!
This is so jealous!
Even Yun Lan, who was still being interviewed, had red eyes. She knew it was because she felt jealous and crazy!
Because this poem is so amazing, especially the last line, Mrs. Zhao’s name is destined to be passed down forever with this poem!
And what a literati wants in life is the word "name"!
The talent of Bai Di!
Earth-shattering!
(End of this chapter)