This night is destined to be an extraordinary night.
It was also on this night that an ancient poem called "The Wine Will Enter" shined brightly on Weibo.
After Qin Hao posted this poem, he hugged the lunch box sent by Miss Dong and started eating.
Although the awareness of copyright protection in this world is much better than that in his original plane, Qin Hao still holds the copyright of this poem in his hands immediately to avoid any trouble in the future.
His purpose was simple, but he did not expect that the sensation caused by this poem was far beyond his imagination.
As one of Qin Hao's loyal fans, Wang Lin had naturally known about the news of the suspension of the folk art talk for a long time. However, she did not sit back and watch. Instead, she called on a large group of colleagues to write to the radio and television summary, hoping that they would not overdo it. .
After finishing the 2,000-word letter, she breathed a sigh of relief, put the letter in an envelope, and prepared to go to bed.
Suddenly, a message notification sound dispelled her sleepiness. He took the phone to see who was still messaging her at this late hour.
"Hey, Teacher Qin Hao posted on Weibo?"
When Wang Lin saw the song "About to Enter the Wine" for the first time, she was stunned. An unprecedented shock surged in his chest.
Although she had long known that Qin Hao was talented and had certain literary skills, she did not expect that he could write such an inspiring ancient poem.
You know, although Wang Lin now works in a foreign company, she majored in ancient Chinese in college. She could see the difference and brilliance of this ancient poem at a glance.
About to drink wine is a title of Yuefu songs before the Tang Dynasty. Most of the contents are about drinking and singing. However, in this poem, Qin Hao uniquely used wine to drown his sorrows and express his anger.
This poem very vividly expresses Qin Hao's unruly character: on the one hand, he is confident in himself and aloof and arrogant; on the other hand, after the program was suspended, he showed his indulgence and enjoyment.
The whole poem is majestic, unrestrained in emotion, fluent in language, and highly contagious. It is indeed a rare masterpiece in many years.
After Wang Lin finished reading this poem, her sleepiness had long since disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by excitement. She stared at the poem on the screen of her phone, her eyes glowing faintly.
At this time, his heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that one of his best friends from college was now working as an editor at "Shilin" magazine, and he immediately dialed this good sister's number.
The phone was quickly connected, and a clear voice rang: "Hey, isn't this the talented woman Wang? Why did you remember to call me so late?"
"Fuck you, how can I be called a talented woman in front of you? Ya Lun, I have a poem here, how about you help me read it?" Wang Lin said with a smile at this time.
"Tch, your level is not much worse than mine, but you still need me to watch? Are you sure you're not trying to scorn me?"
At this time, Wang Lin deliberately pretended to be angry and said: "Isn't it because you are a professional? Forget it, forget it if you don't help me!"
"Hey, hey, don't be angry, just send it to me for a look! If you need money, just say so. There are so many animals in our class waiting to help you, and you still write poems to support your family?"
Listening to her best friend's teasing, Wang Lin laughed bitterly for no reason, then hung up the phone and sent the song "Always Entering the Wine" to Xu Yalun.
Time passed by, and Wang Lin didn't wait for Xu Yalun's call, secretly thinking that this girl might have fallen asleep.
Simply, she went to take a shower.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned on the faucet, her cell phone rang.
By the time she finished taking a shower, it was already half an hour later. She picked up her phone and found that there were more than sixty missed calls, all of which were Lao San's nickname.
When Wang Lin was in college, she was the second child in the dormitory, and Xu Yalun was the third child.
"Is this girl crazy? She almost ran out of battery on my mobile phone..."
Before she finished speaking, her cell phone rang again. She answered the call with a wry smile. Before she could say a word, she heard a high-decibel scream coming from the phone: "Second sister, could this song really be written by you?"
Wang Lin laughed narrowly at this time, wanting to tease this silly sister: "Yeah, is the writing okay?"
"I'm going! Second sister, I'm going to kneel down for you! Come on, come on, come on, do you still have the copyright of this poem?"
Wang Lin listened to her best friend's screams and automatically pictured the quiet sister swearing, and burst into laughter.
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The next day, Qin Hao got up a little late and hurried to the Beijing Radio Station without even having time to check Weibo.
"Teacher Qin Hao, here you come!"
When the staff of the literary channel saw Qin Hao, they would stop and greet him politely, but Qin Hao felt a little more balanced.
Obviously, in what happened last night, Qin Hao conquered all the staff of the literary channel with his magnanimity and talent.
Whether it’s going to a dinner party or colleagues who are too thin-skinned to attend.
At this time, they all learned what happened last night from their colleagues. It can be said that Qin Hao is now able to gain their respect entirely because of his words and deeds.
The staff of the literary channel also confirmed one thing at this time. No matter what Qin Hao's temper or character is, there is no doubt that he is a real person.
The so-called real person is not the so-called Taoist master, but a pure person, a person who is the same on the outside and on the inside.
In today's impetuous society, who doesn't wear a few hypocritical masks when going out? If you don't do this, how can you survive in society
However, Qin Hao didn't.
This kind of evaluation is not low.
Qin Hao smiled and greeted every colleague, which felt really good.
Just when she was about to walk to her office, she suddenly saw Lin Xiaohui walking out with a smile on her face. When she saw Qin Hao, her smile became brighter: "Teacher Qin Hao, hurry up, a guest is coming! "
Qin Hao was stunned for a moment, wondering why this sounded so awkward. He raised his orchid fingers and said, "Oh, I haven't dressed up yet, how can I receive guests?"
At this time, several passing hosts staggered when they heard Qin Hao's words, and immediately squatted on the ground and laughed wildly. Lin Xiaohui couldn't help laughing at this time, she quickly covered her mouth and laughed softly.
At this moment, Qin Hao's office door was suddenly pushed open, and a petite figure ran over and grabbed Qin Hao's hand.