Chapter 182 Peach Blossom Poems

Author: Meow and Aow

Chapter 182 Peach Blossom Poems

After reading the script, Yu Hai also understood the reason why the crew wanted to ask him to write poems.

The script starts from a poem and runs through it.

For this story, this poem is very important and must be a very good work.

It is necessary to read the poem that makes people so amazing that it can be regarded as the plot.

However, as a TV series, screenwriters cannot use a famous work that has been passed down through the ages to put it in the name of a fabricated character, so as not to mislead children.

Therefore, this poem can only be written in the present moment.

However, even if Yu Hai has limited ability to appreciate poetry, it can be seen that this screenwriter Wang Cang has good ability to write stories, but his level of writing poetry is very average.

The original peach blossom poem in the script is obviously made by the screenwriter, without any highlights. In this way, the whole story will feel much less substitutable.

I don’t know if they have invited other poets to take charge, but judging from the current situation, I definitely have not encountered more satisfactory works.

That's why when I discovered that Yu Hai's talent was unexpected, I suddenly changed my attitude.

At this time, after spending several hours watching the script, the others in the Mushroom House also said that the plot was very exciting and they would definitely watch it after the TV series was broadcast.

I don't know if it's a polite word.

Screenwriter Wang Cang saw Yu Hai thinking, and couldn't help but ask: "How is it?"

Yu Hai said bluntly: "I think the poem I wrote in the morning is not suitable for this plot."

Wang Cang was not surprised at all and he would say this: "So I want you to change it. It will be a perfect match for our plot."

"If you change it, it will not be the original taste." Yu Hai shook his head and pondered for a moment: "It would be better to just write another song."

Wang Cang originally saw him shook his head and thought there was no chance, but he felt disappointed in his heart, but he actually heard him say he was willing to write another song again. He immediately became energetic, and then he inevitably said skeptically: "Do you have inspiration?"

Yu Hai nodded: "Do you have paper and pen?"

"Yes, yes!" Wang Cang replied hurriedly and took out his cell phone: "I'll ask someone to prepare immediately."

As he said that, he looked around and hesitated: "Then... let's go to the temple to write?"

He was a little afraid that time would delay for a long time, so the other party would not live in this inspiration.

Yu Hai looked not in a hurry at all.

He calmly got up from the grass and patted the petals on his body: "Okay!"

When the others saw him like this, they were a little curious, but also a little worried.

Especially Yin Du and others, they felt that Yu Hai was a little more high-profile in this situation.

If the work made is not as natural as the previous one, it will easily make people feel that he is arrogant and conceited.

On their way back to the temple, netizens ran around and told me: Jingluo is going to write poetry again!

The emotions about this barrage are joyful and sad.

"The little notebook is ready!"

"Looking forward!"

"What should I do if my husband is so talented?"

"I don't believe that he can write another song in the short term as good as before?"

"Student dogs say they are very silly!"

"It's like sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in the throat!"

"I thought of the fear of being dominated by Pipa River!"

"Temporarily remove the powder for an hour!"

“…”

Yu Hai didn't know this, and he didn't notice that the two senior high school children behind the team were forcing their faces to smile.

At this time, a long table had been placed under the old peach tree in Linshui Temple, with pens, ink, paper and inkstone neatly placed on it.

It is probably specially arranged by the director. If this poem meets the requirements, it will be a very good publicity point in the future if the whale falls into the poem.

Yu Hai didn't think so much.

He thought the crew would give him a piece of A4 paper and a ballpoint pen, but he didn't expect it to be so formal.

Maybe it's because I'm shooting a costume drama, it's normal to have these things.

However, his own calligraphy is not bad, so he is not timid.

He walked over and chose a wolf hair from the pen holder. After dipping it ink, he didn't hesitate and started writing on white rice paper.

Under the huge old peach tree, the young man with a long and standing tall lowered his head slightly, and his movements were free and easy in the petals fluttering in the wind.

The audience in the live broadcast room only feels that this is the picture that only TV series has:

In the distant and quaint temple, the young and handsome young man looked at the peach blossoms all over the branches and suddenly became inspiration. He wrote ink and wrote poems, creating a good story, which has been passed down through the ages.

"Taohua Temple in Taohuawu, and Peach Blossom Fairy in Taohua Temple."

Yu Hai wrote a sentence, and Yin Du followed him and read it.

He spoke clearly and recited it with a special charm.

"The peach blossom immortal planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms and exchanged them for wine."

Seeing this, the expressions of the crew's screenwriter Wang Cang and director Lin Shanhong were gradually becoming excited.

"I just come to sit in front of the flowers when I wake up, but I still come to sleep in front of the flowers when I get drunk."

"Half awake and half drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year"

“…”

When the whole poem is completed, Yu Hai put down his brush.

The scene was silent.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at the black and white text on the table, with different expressions.

Excited, shocked, unbelievable, ecstatic, and amazed...

In the live broadcast room, there were much less barrage at this moment.

Obviously, many people have not come back to their senses.

The four words "How is it possible and incredible" almost represent the complex mood of everyone at this moment.

When the ink traces dries a little, someone could not wait to tighten the ends of the long rice paper and set it up so that everyone could see the whole picture of the whole poem.

Yu Hai's calligraphy looks like his own temperament, clean and unrestrained, elegant and elegant.

"This, this." Wang Cang was so excited that he was incoherent that he looked at the words on the rice paper and his eyes were shining: "This is the feeling I want, unrestrained, escape from the world, and be indifferent to fame and fortune. It's this, good, great..."

Li Shanhong also showed a look of satisfaction: "It is for this effect to write down the feeling that everyone is drunk and I am awake alone."

Yin Du: "'I hope I will die of old age and not bow in front of the carriage and horses'. I like this sentence the most. You can change your personal signature."

He Changping: "I think the sentence 'Others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at me for not seeing through' is the essence of the whole poem."

"Don't you think the life described in front of this poem is the greatest romance?"

“…”

The onlookers on the scene began to discuss in a slight manner, and the audience in front of the screen also came to their senses and began to express their opinions.

An expert commented directly: "This poem has beautiful and elegant pictures, elegant style, elegant and handsome music, and the rhythm returns to the wind and dances in snow, with mellow and profound meaning..."

"It seems to be free and easy to talk, but it is actually a down-and-out speech..."

The students who were originally full of righteous indignation were also amazed by this poem at this time. They looked superficially and only felt that the poem was written with great flavor, which was a cynical thing that middle school boys liked.

"What I yearn for is this kind of life."

"The next time someone pussyed in my ear, I would yell at him, 'Others laughed at me for being too crazy, I laughed at me for not seeing through'"

"If the teacher asked me to recite this poem, I can."

"So free and easy! I like this feeling so much."

"I am worthy of being an idol, I really understand me!"

“…”

After sighing for a while, everyone reluctantly turned their eyes away from the poem. Director Li solemnly asked Yu Hai to stamp the seal and said that he would arrange someone to find a painter to frame the work as soon as possible.

Yu Hai did not object, and his seal was carved by Tang Cheng specially asked someone to carve it, so he must let him carry it with him. He said that if he did not stamp his poems in the future, he would not have enough face-to-face.

After stamping the seal, Li Shanhong immediately asked someone to put the paper away.

He smiled at Jingluo with a smile on his face, "Teacher Jingluo, thank you so much. Don't worry, you will never be stingy with the pen fee."
To be continued...