Chapter 697 Stand up, don’t kneel

Huo Yuan was really curious about the lyricist of "Farewell".

Looking at today's literary world, there are fewer and fewer people who can write excellent poetry.

Words of this caliber made him want to get to know each other.

In the group chat voice call, Zhong Lin smiled and said: "Dad, these are actually the lyrics of a song."

"Song?" This made Huo Yuan stunned.

After being stunned for a while, he couldn't help but said: "Damn, it turns out he's even more awesome than I thought!"

Huo Lianzhou: "???"

He was puzzled by this, why is it even more awesome if it's a song?

Huo Yuan thought to himself: "If it is lyrics, then they must be combined with the music, connected with the rhythm, and have a certain degree of musicality."

"In other words, such a powerful word was created under certain restrictions!"

Huo Lianzhou and Zhong Lin heard this and thought it made sense.

Instead, Huo Yuan asked a very simple question: "Does it sound good?"

"Huh?" Zhong Lin was dumbfounded for a moment when she heard his sudden turn, and then said: "That sounds good!"

After listening to this song "Farewell", she felt very emotional.

She didn't know how to describe this song, but she thought it was pleasant and touched people's hearts directly.

"So, who wrote it?" Huo Yuan asked.

After asking, he immediately said: "Wait! Don't say it yet!"

This little old man who was cheerful all day long was walking around his home and said, "I seem to have guessed who it is!"

It was a song, and the lyrics were so well written. Zhong Lin said it sounded very nice... Huo Yuan immediately thought of someone!

A young man who is not in the literary world, but is famous in the literary world!

"It's Luo Mo, right?" Huo Yuan said.

Zhong Lin smiled and replied: "Dad, your intuition is still correct!"

Huo Yuan was amazed and said several times: "What a genius!"

He had read and appreciated the poems written by Luo Mo several times.

Whether it is ancient poetry or modern poetry, he likes them all.

Of course, he also likes Chinese-style songs.

Don't think that people in these literary circles don't listen to music. Like on earth, teacher Yu Hua happily said that a certain album by singer Li Jian was particularly well written. He felt that he had a lot of credit because he gave Li Jian one.

pen…….

At the same time, don’t think that some people who make you think they have a strong sense of age have never heard of pop songs.

You may not have thought that people like Zhang Xuelian have listened to Jay Chou's songs.

"When will this song be released?" Huo Yuan asked.

"It should be around the Spring Festival, because it is a song from his new movie." Zhong Lin explained.

"Okay, I will recommend it to the people around me when the time comes!" Huo Yuan said with a smile.

"By the way, since it's a movie, I can invite them to watch it together!" Huo Yuan suddenly thought.

"Luo Mo's "I'm Not the God of Medicine" was very well shot and very literary."

"That's what a good tragedy is, not between right and wrong, but between dilemmas."

Zhong Lin knew very well what level of friends Huo Yuan mentioned that he wanted to take with him to watch movies.

They are all the big names in today’s literary world!

These big guys gathered in a movie theater, and those who didn't know better thought it was some top literary awards ceremony in China.

They went to the movies together, that was definitely big news.

Of course, Zhong Lin understands why Huo Yuan likes the movie "I'm Not the God of Medicine" very much.

Because from the perspective of creative concepts, the two have certain similarities.

As soon as she thought about this, Zhong Lin suddenly realized that "Let the Bullets Fly" is just a comedy!

Comedy-themed movies are definitely very different from movies like "The God of Medicine".

She has just watched the opening song of "Let the Bullets Fly" and she still doesn't know the essence of the movie.

So, she now thought it would be better to get vaccinated first.

"Dad, this new movie is a comedy, it's different." Zhong Lin said.

Huo Yuan said: "No, no, no."

"Since there is such a special song "Farewell", I don't think this movie will be simple." He said his guess.

——The master is worthy of being a master.

Only Huo Lianzhou now feels that she is redundant.

His biological father and his daughter-in-law were chatting about Luo Mo, and he was just the one who was disliked.

Zhong Lin was proud and felt that she had won. "Farewell" was very high-end!

Huo Yuan was disappointed and felt that there must be something wrong with his son's education, and how could his literary appreciation level be so rubbish.

Huo Lianzhou might as well be a passerby without a name. It’s okay not to brush up on this wave of existence!

After the group chat call ended, Mrs. Zhong Lin continued to watch "Let the Bullets Fly" in the office.

It didn’t take long for her to realize how accurate her father-in-law’s intuition was!

"This comedy film has a lot of mystery!" Zhong Lin was shocked in her heart.

The drama of the three movie stars was extremely enjoyable in itself, and the lines and plot in this movie made Mrs. Zhong Lin's pupils dilate slightly.

The fierce bandit Zhang Mazi disguised himself as the county magistrate and came to Echeng to take office.

Just listen to the master played by Zhao Huan say: "It's too late! The previous county magistrates have already postponed the taxation of Echeng to 90 years later, which is the fucking year 2010 in the Western calendar. We are in the wrong place!"

"I think this place is pretty good," Zhang Mazi said.

"The people have become poor and have no money to squeeze out." Master Tang said.

"I have never thought about scraping the poor man's money." Zhang Mazi said.

"Whose money are you going to take if you don't scratch the poor guy's money?" The master put his hands on the table and looked up at him with a puzzled look on his face.

"Whoever has money gets it," Zhang Mazi said.

"Have you ever been a county magistrate?"

"No."

"I'll tell you!" Master waved to him.

"When the county magistrate takes office, he has to create a clever name, win over the wealthy gentry, and pay taxes and donations."

"If they pay, then the people can follow suit and pay."

"After receiving the money, the wealthy gentry will repay the money in full, and the common people's money will be divided into 30% and 70%."

When Zhong Lin saw this, she felt that the dialogue was too strong!

If you look at the history, there are hints in this conversation.

If you look at modern times, this dialogue is also ironic.

The main thing is that the information output of this movie is large and fast.

He keeps spouting out witty words in succession.

Zhang Mazi said unhappily: "Why is it only 70%?"

"Seventy percent belongs to someone else!" The master looked at him and his tone became anxious: "If you can get 30%, it depends on Huang Silang's face."

"Whose face?"

"he."

"he!?"

Zhang Mazi said: "I came all the way here just to see his face?"

"right!"

"Come on, I finally robbed a train and became the county magistrate."

"right."

"Do I still have to win over the wealthy gentry?"

"right."

"Do you still have to come up with a clever name?"

"right."

"Do you still have to look at his face?"

"right."

The two kept talking, each saying something to the other, until the next line appeared.

——“Am I not a beggar on my knees?”

When Zhong Lin saw this, she took a deep breath.
To be continued...