Chapter 31 A Major Car Crash Scene
"Since we parted, I recall our meeting; how many times have my soul and dreams been with you?"
The camera focused on Professor Hao.
Ancient saying!
As a professor who has studied classical Chinese literature for over thirty years, this is one of his specialties.
There's a saying that goes, "Don't use your hobby to challenge someone else's livelihood."
Professor Hao, this is his livelihood.
After savoring the words for a while, Professor Hao's eyes lit up: "A few words can fully express her infinite sorrow for her lover."
"This is the charm of ancient sayings, a cultural treasure left to us by our ancestors."
Professor Cai chimed in.
They were still pondering how to take advantage of the situation to suppress Fusheng when the opportunity suddenly came.
They looked at each other and smiled, the three of them understanding each other without saying a word.
Zhu Yan pressed on, saying, "This ancient saying means that ever since that separation, a woman will always miss her lover and meet him countless times in her dreams."
"This is depicted entirely from a woman's perspective, delicate yet elegant. I'm really curious, which talented woman from Washington State wrote it?"
Zhu Yan couldn't help but look at Professor Hao.
There are many experts in classical Chinese literature, including quite a few women. Although they all work in literary circles, Professor Hao is still the most authoritative when it comes to classical Chinese literature.
Professor Hao, with a mysterious and inscrutable demeanor, quickly came up with a few candidates, but was not sure about them.
Since this was a live broadcast, and I was worried that saying too much might lead to a mistake, I simply changed the subject: "There should be a next sentence, right?"
The camera focused on the host, who looked down at the slip of paper in his hand: "There's one more part."
"Knowing that unrequited love is futile, yet my melancholy is a form of unbridled madness..."
After saying that, the host paused for a moment, his expression changed slightly, and he hesitated whether to continue.
At this moment, Professor Hao slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed, "Brilliant! Brilliant!"
"incredible!"
"This is absolutely a masterpiece!"
Zhu Yan and Professor Cai were also deeply shocked, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
"Unexpectedly, after years of silence in the literary world of Huazhou, a groundbreaking work has emerged!"
"Straightforward longing is futile...but melancholy is a form of unbridled madness...this...this is simply a stroke of genius!"
The host opened his mouth: "Professor Zhu..."
Ignoring the host completely, Zhu Yan exclaimed excitedly, "This is a masterpiece of love poetry! According to current online trends, this line can be considered the pinnacle of love poetry!"
"Many viewers may not understand what this means, so let me explain it to you."
Professor Cai also made sure to get noticed.
"To put it bluntly, I know there's no future for us, but I just really like you, I want to be with you, I want to love you, even if you don't care, can't I just think about it?"
"What I think about, what I'm obsessed with, has absolutely nothing to do with you."
"To sum it up in one sentence, it's that I love you, but it has nothing to do with you."
Holy crap!
Everyone in front of the camera was stunned.
Admittedly, Professor Cai's down-to-earth explanation had everyone in stitches, whether they understood it or not.
Because of the sudden emergence of this poem, countless people flocked to the "Bo Gu Tong Jin" program, and the number of viewers skyrocketed, exceeding 100 million!
The staff monitoring the back-end in real time were also astonished, because according to statistics, women now overwhelmingly dominate the audience of the program!
"I really like Professor Cai's explanation."
"Who do you think is behind this groundbreaking masterpiece?"
"I've made up my mind. Starting today, I will begin studying classical Chinese literature and learn from this senior!"
…
Countless women flooded the screen with comments, creating a lively and exciting atmosphere.
The camera focused on Professor Hao, who cleared his throat and said, "Jokes aside, as guests, we should be more serious about literature."
"Actually, the author's original intention was that I am deeply in love with you. Perhaps we will not end up together, but there is no right or wrong in longing. I just like you."
"When love is deep, one becomes infatuated."
"This is a master of writing about emotions."
…
Hearing the three professors still pontificating, the host opened his mouth, "Professor Hao, actually... this word... is... fleeting life..."
Upon hearing the words "Floating Life," Professor Hao remembered the purpose of this live broadcast and his eyes lit up: "Since you mentioned 'Floating Life,' I have to say a few more words."
"Dear viewers, please look..."
As Professor Hao spoke, he picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote with bold, flowing strokes on the rice paper.
—Straightforward longing is futile, but my melancholy is a kind of unbridled madness.
"This is the charm of classical Chinese, and this is the true benchmark for measuring the depth of one's literary skill."
"I have no intention of disparaging modern literature."
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