Chapter 79 I use the profound Chinese culture to become a saint

The editor said it was too late to come up with the selling points, and her mother said it was too slow to develop. After Chu Fan rejected it and rewrote it, "I Open a Dungeon for the Human Race" not only gave the protagonist a golden finger, but also adjusted the rhythm.

By the end of the second chapter, readers can tell that the protagonist is starting to show off.

The cool thing about Confucianism and Daoism is that the protagonist copies poems from previous lives, and later it also extends to copying classics and even Xianshu.

Luo Xiyu was looking forward to this, even though she knew that the poem about the past life that the protagonist was going to write might be familiar to her and she had already read it.

"You want to see what poem the protagonist writes, right?" As the first reader, Chu Fan attaches great importance to Luo Xiyu's feelings after reading it.

Li Yu is no longer the first reader of the new version of "I Open a Copy for the Human Race". Chu Fan just wrote it today and she hasn't had time to read it yet.

The new book was released on the new Majia account, and he didn't send a notice to the old book. It didn't take Chu Fan to know that except for the person responsible for reviewing new books on the website, no one else knew about the existence of this book.

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The great masters before they became famous had the same way of writing new books. They were unknown, hiding in the corner and reading the new books of those great masters on the website, and they were full of enthusiasm and passion.

"Yeah, I really want to see it. Take a quick look." Luo Xiyu replied while eating.

"You've seen it." Chu Fan was very satisfied. He felt more and more that his ability to tell stories was quite strong and he was heading in the right direction. As long as he continued to persevere, he would eventually see the light of day.

"Is it a poem familiar to readers in this world?" Luo Xiyu asked, searching for poems that fit the protagonist's current scene in his mind.

It is the Lantern Festival, and the protagonist takes the Su sisters to Pingyang City to visit the lantern festival and enjoy the lanterns.

Chu Fan shook his head: "No, this world... is very strange to you, but you have seen it."

"Which song is that?" Luo Xiyu wondered how Chu Fan could be sure that she had read it.

Over the past two thousand years, there have been eight hundred or less famous poems by the ancients, and there are countless good poems that have been under-exposed.

"The one I sent to you separately before." Chu Fan said.

Luo Xiyu's eyes widened: "That's not the ancient poetry of our world."

"What do you mean?" Luo Jinyu was confused.

Luo Xiyu put her chopsticks into the bowl and said, "Chu Fan wrote it himself."

At that time, when she saw it, she thought it was written by some unknown ancient person. It is only now that people pay attention to it, which is a great loss to mankind.

"Are you writing ancient poetry in fast food literature?" Luo Jinyu looked at Chu Fan like a monster.

"The setting is like this. You can't write modern poetry, it's a bit nondescript." Chu Fan said.

"Is it the same as "When Will the Bright Moon Come"?" Luo Jinyu asked.

"Yes." Chu Fan nodded.

"Is it really that good?" Luo Jinyu was curious and asked her sister.

"Each one has his own merits. One writes about the Mid-Autumn Festival and the other writes about the Lantern Festival. There is no way to compare who is better and who is worse." Luo Xiyu said.

After a pause, she said with some worry: "Chu Fan, if he is not a famous poem from his previous life, will readers buy it?"

"I will first create a social account. Every time I copy a poem, I will publish it on the social account first. At least I can check that it is from a previous life and not deceive readers." Chu Fan said.

After doing this, to readers, they are regarded as poems from the previous life, but those poems are not famous yet. They will become famous when his book becomes popular.

However, it is difficult to say whether it was his poetry that drove his writing popularity, or his books that drove his poetry popularity.

Luo Jinyu's heart moved slightly. In Qingshuiwen's fast food culture, Chu Fan's move was a bit unusual.

"It happened to be the New Year's Eve, and the protagonist and the two sisters from the Su family went to enjoy the lanterns. It was a good time to write this poem." Thinking of the plot, Luo Xiyu was a little excited.

Luo Jinyu on the side felt like an outsider, no, a huge light bulb, eating dog food. Every time he forced himself to interrupt, Chu Fan would not take the initiative.

"What poem?" No one paid attention to her, so Luo Jinyu had no choice but to continue to take the initiative to join in.

"Sister, wait a minute, I'll send it to you." Luo Xiyu was happy to share this kind of good stuff with her sister. She put down her chopsticks, picked up her phone, and looked through her chat history with Chu Fan.

After finding it, she immediately sent it to her sister.

When the phone received a message notification, Luo Jinyu picked it up and opened it to check.

""The Green Jade Case·Yuan Xi'an"" Luo Jinyu nodded secretly. Just by looking at the name, she knew it was in the style of ancient poetry.

"The east wind blows thousands of trees and flowers at night. It blows down, and the stars are like rain. The carvings of BMWs fill the road with fragrance. The sound of phoenix flutes moves, the light of jade pots spins, and fish and dragons dance all night."

After reading the above poem, Luo Jinyu felt awe-struck. In terms of the gorgeousness of the rhetoric and the richness of the national style, "The Sapphire Case: Yuan Xi" seems to be better than "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When Will the Bright Moon Come".

Luo Xiyu said in a show-off manner: "Sister, Chu Fan is very powerful. Before the protagonist wrote this poem, Chu Fan laid the groundwork and described the scene of the lantern festival, but he only used vernacular to show it."

This sister was becoming more and more depressed. Luo Jinyu remained silent and continued to read.

"The moth is like a golden thread in the snow and willows. His laughter is full of fragrance. The crowd has searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly I look back, but that person is there, in the dimly lit place."

After reading the next chapter, Luo Jinyu couldn't believe that such an extremely beautiful poem was also written by Chu Fan.

"You sell words like this in online articles?" Luo Jinyu felt very sorry. Chu Fan was really wasting his resources by doing this.

"I can't make money by selling it outside." Chu Fan didn't think it was overkill.

If you put it outside, you don’t know where to submit it, and you won’t be able to sell it for money at all.

After the Internet era, paper books declined, followed by the decline of traditional literature.

In the past, after graduation, adults would still read paper books and traditional literature.

Nowadays, people's living conditions are better, but the pressure to survive is even greater. Adults are busy making a living. Even if they have time, they watch videos and read some gossip news. It is difficult to calm down and read a book.

"The Sapphire Case: New Year's Eve" and "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: When Will the Bright Moon Come" are poems that need to be calmed down to appreciate and understand. Apart from students who are still in school who need to study because of their schoolwork, who else would regard them as treasures?

Realize with your heart?

Chu Fan just wants to add these traditional literatures to the fast-paced online literature, so that readers who only pursue a sense of temporary pleasure can appreciate the charm of traditional literature.

The protagonist uses the profound Chinese culture to become a saint, and Chu Fan uses "I Open a Dungeon for the Human Race" to do some positive things.

"I still can't believe that you wrote these two poems, "When Will the Bright Moon Come" and "Qingyu Case·Yuanxi"." The more Luo Jinyu tasted them, the more he felt that these two poems were so beautiful that only a man of great talent could do so.

do.

"It is true that they were not written by me. Their original authors have been dead for nearly a thousand years and there is no way to verify it." Chu Fan said: "One is named Su Shi and the other is named Xin Qiji. Not only do these two poems not exist in historical records, even their names

None."
Chapter completed!