Chapter 201: 《Green Jade Table》 Shocks the Poetry Circle

The phenomenon of scholars belittling one another has existed since ancient times.

Ever since Luo Mo sang half of "Gentle" on "Creating Idols," his identity has been that of a musician.

From that moment on, the criticism and attacks from within the industry have, in fact, never ceased.

It is just that the market's response was truly too good, and the voices of praise were truly too many, so these criticisms and attacks were drowned out in the vast Dahai.

Regarding these people full of Anger, Luo Mo had heard a little, and he was not surprised.

"Creating Idols" was, after all, an Idol talent show.

Is this world a world that does not ask about one's background?

It is not.

Just because you are a trainee, no matter how good the songs you write are, there will still be a group of people who look down on you.

Of course, this is also thanks to the great assistance of a group of low-quality Idols.

Later, because Luo Mo did not debut and chose to confront capital directly, these cold taunts and ironies actually decreased significantly.

Previously, there were many underground Rap Singers who wrote songs specifically to curse him, but by the end, all they could do was shout: "Respect."

In reality, it was not until the sudden emergence of "Dongfeng Po" that the situation began to see its greatest reversal.

Of course, Luo Mo himself never paid much attention to this matter from beginning to end.

However, once the music circle fully accepted him, and even worshipped him, another circle began to feel displeased.

That was the group of intellectuals.

The title "Founder of Chinese Style" was a bit too dazzling, a bit too enviable.

"We would like to see exactly what kind of lyrics and music could make you people praise it to the heavens like this!" the intellectuals thought to themselves.

After reading it, a group of them began to sneer.

They would not consider that this was essentially a pop song, and began to nitpick it.

For example: "This character is not used well; it would be more wonderful if changed to another character."

"It's not as amazing as they bragged; the entertainment industry is really nothing more than this."

"Do these people who listen to songs not read books in their daily lives?"

"Heh, just a work of affectation."

On current online platforms, everyone's hostility is already heavy, so the flames of war have actually never stopped.

Regarding this, Luo Mo himself has still never said anything.

He is just a Singer, a musician, and has not thought about entering the so-called cultural circle for the time being.

In Luo Mo's view, pop songs are pop songs, and ancient poetry is ancient poetry.

Although in ancient times, lyrics were also meant to be sung, the era is different now, and people do not speak in classical Chinese in their daily lives.

From beginning to end, he never took these words to heart; otherwise, he could have taken advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to release "Danyuan Ren Changjiu" and directly extinguish the cultural circle.

One must know that this song directly sings the lyrics of Su Shi.

On Earth, this lyric is known as the "Number One Mid-Autumn Poem"!

Today, Luo Mo posted a lyric on Weibo, not to respond to anything.

It was purely because the song "A Thousand Degrees" had already been released, and it would be a pity not to post this lyric that has been famous for many years.

The author of this lyric is Xin Qiji, a person Luo Mo likes immensely, and even worships.

Many netizens call him the best writer among warriors, and the best fighter among scholars.

This figure is truly worthy of the four characters "Master of Both Pen and Sword."

There are also many descendants who call him the number one hot-blooded Youth of the Great Song.

During the confrontation between the North and the South, there was a scholar in the imperial court who was incredibly chuunibyou; he would jump around every day saying he could fight ten people and wanted to join the army for the Northern Expedition.

The result, naturally, was that no one paid him any mind.

Later, there were some rebels in the south of the imperial court, and several attempts to suppress them failed, which annoyed everyone to no end.

At this time, everyone remembered this chuunibyou scholar, thinking he had abundant energy, so they let him go!

As a result, in three months, the rebels were pacified.

The imperial court: "???"

Later, his legendary life began.

When it came to fighting, he was fierce.

"Charged out of the camp without losing a single man."

It was simply exaggerated.

It is just a pity that many years later, when the scholar was re-employed, he passed away from illness on the way to his post.

There was a person named Fang Hao who wrote an article about Xin Qiji that trended on the Hot Search on Earth.

The end of the article read:

"That day, a general star fell; old Xin lay on his sickbed, his lips trembling, his gaze fixed firmly toward the north.

'Kill the thieves! Kill the thieves!'

After shouting these words several times, his voice broke and he passed away."

On Earth, Xin Qiji's battlefield lyrics are, from ancient times to the present, absolutely among the best in the world of poetry.

However, this person was actually not only good at battlefield lyrics; he was truly an all-around talent.

Luo Mo came carrying the brilliant civilization of an entire world, and he felt that since "A Thousand Degrees" had been released, it was necessary to let everyone see this "Green Jade Table."

And once this Weibo post was published, it caused a shock.

Countless people, after reading it, slapped the table in admiration.

People in the cultural circle, upon hearing that a young man like Luo Mo actually dared to post poetry on Weibo, immediately rushed over to watch.

"They really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!" a group of people thought to themselves.

Then, they were stunned.

They wanted to bash him, wanted to mock him, wanted to ride his coattails.

But for a moment, they didn't know where to start.

Below the Weibo post, a link to the song "A Thousand Degrees" on Penguin Music was attached.

Because of their pleasant cooperation, whenever Luo Mo posted song links, he only posted Penguin's.

And the accompanying text was:

"【《Green Jade Table》

The east wind blows, blooming flowers on a thousand trees, and blows down, stars like rain. Fine horses and carved carriages fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot light turns, all night the fish and dragon dance.

Moth-eyebrow ornaments and snow-willow gold threads, laughter and chatter go by with a faint fragrance. Among the crowd I searched for him a thousand times, suddenly I turned my head, and there he was, in the dim light.】"

Once this poem was posted, it directly caused a shock in the poetry world!

Many of the older generation of literati fell into a long silence after reading it.

Then, they began to offer unsparing praise.

As for those who had bashed Luo Mo, they all suddenly imagined a scene in their minds.

They saw a young man standing before them, brush in hand, splashing ink, and after writing a poem, he smiled at them and said, "Please offer your guidance."

Ding Xiaoyu had just finished taking a shower in the bathroom and was currently wiping her wet hair with a towel.

After blow-drying her hair, she put on her pajamas and threw herself onto the bed, then rolled around on the bed, wrapped the quilt around herself, and bundled herself up.

After doing all this, she put on her headphones and continued to loop the three new songs her master had just released today.

While humming along, she opened Weibo, wanting to see how many Hot Searches her master had made.

Then, she saw the poem Luo Mo had posted.

After reading it once, Ding Xiaoyu was dumbfounded.

"So... so amazing!" She didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

She clicked on the comment section of this Weibo post and found that several masters of the literary world had left comments below, all of which were high praise.

Luo Mo replied to them one by one very politely.

The artistic conception of this poem was truly too beautiful, and it was the kind of beauty one could intuitively feel.

You must know, on Earth, countless people used the last line of this poem as their personal signature back in the day.

Ding Xiaoyu immediately liked this Weibo post.

She continued to scroll down through the comments, feeling that the remarks of the silly netizens were truly diverse.

"Years from now, will my Chinese teacher make my grandson memorize this whole poem?"

"Yuan Hewen, come in and learn properly! Read more of 'Green Jade Table', listen more to 'A Thousand Degrees'! The course is free, put some heart into it!"

"I want to copy this into my essay! If the teacher doesn't draw wavy lines under these few sentences, I'll get upset with her!"

"I actually really want to say that the level of this poem is enough to be passed down for a thousand years, but I'm afraid of making people unhappy by saying it, and then getting bashed."

"I also feel this poem is written beautifully, but I don't understand poetry. I just feel it's very good, but I don't know how good."

"But I see many literary masters have left comments, all saying it's especially good."

In fact, one can be confident, because this "Green Jade Table" is indeed very strong, very strong.

You must know, Xin Qiji is called one of the Four Great Masters of Song Poetry by later generations, along with Su Shi, Liu Yong, and Li Qingzhao.

And this "Green Jade Table" is a representative piece among his personal works.

This poem coming out today can be said to have shocked the poetry world of this world!

Huaxia in this world has a slightly different development in some areas compared to Earth. The emphasis on foreign languages is lower, while the emphasis on ancient culture is higher.

Of course, learning ancient literature is actually no easier than learning foreign languages.

But precisely because of this, although there are many people who write modern poetry, there are actually quite a few who write ancient poetry.

Unlike on Earth, where everyone might have very little understanding of poetic structure, and many don't even know what a "pian" or a "que" is.

It is precisely because there are still people in modern times studying how to write ancient poetry that these people feel so shocked and find it hard to believe.

Just this afternoon, many famous people stood up and stated: "Based on this 'Green Jade Table' alone, Luo Mo must have a place in today's poetry world!"

This caused the song "A Thousand Degrees" to indirectly be draped in a layer of Legend.

This made Luo Mo's fans look at each other in dismay.

"What kind of god-like person have we... actually become fans of!?"

How many more things does he know that we are unaware of?

These days, "treasure boy" is just an adjective. But this person is really like a treasure; the more you dig, the more you discover how precious he is.

As for Yuan Hewen, how could he still dare to say that Luo Mo was influenced by him?

For a poem of the level of "Green Jade Table", unless there is a poet comparable to the Four Great Masters of Song Poetry in the current age, how can one compare?

——Influenced by you, are you worthy?

At this moment, Ding Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, watching everyone's praise for her master, her calves happily lifting and falling, then lifting again, constantly tapping the surface of the bed.

Just as she wanted to find Luo Mo to chat a bit on WeChat, she received a message from Luo Mo.

"Yu, are you asleep?" Luo Mo asked.

"Not yet, just finished washing up." Ding Xiaoyu's mood suddenly became even better, and she quickly typed a reply.

Luo Mo sent another WeChat message: "You won your award at the Chopin International Piano Competition, right?"

"Mm, that's right," Ding Xiaoyu replied.

It was precisely because she won an award at an international competition of this level that she earned the title of piano prodigy.

In fact, it was also because of this award that she gained a certain degree of international fame.

"Do you have any scheduled engagements during the finals of 'King of Love Songs'?" Luo Mo asked.

Ding Xiaoyu was not really sure; these were all arranged by her mother, Chen Ru, and her agent.

"I need to ask tomorrow," she said.

She suddenly wished she could control her own work schedule.

"Alright, if you are free, come play the piano for me at the finals," Luo Mo said with a smile.

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(End of this chapter)