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The banner is neither too big nor too small, and you can basically see the content on it if you look closely.
Lu Xuan looked at the plaque not far away again and confirmed that it was indeed "Du Fu" written on it.
?Write Li Bai in front of Du Fu¡¯s door?
Looking closer, Lu Xuan realized that this was a stall, but the owner of the stall had put up such a sign.
"The world is deteriorating, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be."
Lu Xuan turned his head and saw a young man with long hair sighing at the banner with his hands behind his back.
The young man is wearing ancient clothes, with his hair in a bun, and has a thin figure. Not to mention his temperament, just from his appearance, it can be seen that this person is indeed serious about "cos".
Lu Xuan glanced at it, then turned back, looking at the banner and laughing.
He thought maybe he should let Mr. Su Shi come over and take a look.
"Why don't you look at me, little brother?" the long-haired young man suddenly said.
Lu Xuan was stunned for a moment, looked around, then looked over following the sound, pointed at himself and said hesitantly: "Are you talking about me?"
"Is there anyone else around here?" the young man asked.
Lu Xuan only felt that the tone of this man's words was also strange, as if he knew him.
"We have never met." Lu Xuan looked at each other.
"You have never met me, but I have heard your name many times." The young man suddenly laughed.
Lu Xuan was stunned, looking at the ancient costumes worn by the man in front of him and the elegant bun on his head.
He quickly bowed his hands.
"May I ask your surname?"
The other party also smiled, as if he knew Lu Xuan would ask this question, and answered with ease: "I'm Du Zimei."
"Du" Lu Xuan looked shocked and looked at the plaque not far away.
Du Zimei Du Zimei is not just Du Fu.
This is still Du Fu¡¯s Thatched Cottage.
It¡¯s just that the image of the man in front of him doesn¡¯t match the Du Fu in his memory.
Not to mention anything else, the image of Du Fu in history has always been abject. For example, as the public knows, the Du Fu Thatched Cottage is related to "it has tens of thousands of mansions, and it shelters all the poor people in the world with joy", including Du Fu's life, And his poems show the image of a down-and-out person.
Rather than the high-spirited young man in front of me.
Perhaps knowing what Lu Xuan was thinking, the smile on Du Fu's face deepened: "Can't a down-and-out scholar be high-spirited?"
Lu Xuan was stunned for a moment, but his words were not unreasonable.
He carefully looked at the condition of the person in front of him. Even he, when he saw it for the first time, thought that this person was alive. But now he took a closer look and noticed some special marks on this person. These marks made the man look like a living person.
After confirming that the other party was really a ghost, Lu Xuan no longer had any doubts about the other party's identity. After all, ordinary ghosts would not dare to fake Du Fu's identity, otherwise they would be torn apart by the big guys in the underworld.
But Lu Xuan still couldn't help but look at Du Fu's appearance and the banner not far away that said "Gift to Li Bai".
"Sir, are you hereto travel?" Lu Xuan asked.
Du Fu laughed: "Revisiting the old place is completely different from what I remembered. How can this Du Fu Thatched Cottage be called thatched cottage now?"
Lu Xuan also looked at the surrounding environment. Several people were still at the door. Although there were four words "Du Fu Thatched Cottage" written on the plaque on the door not far away, it looked very grand and imposing. It was better to say that it was a thatched cottage. It is the building of "a certain well-known big shot".
The real Du Fu Thatched Cottage still has to go inside, and the buildings outside the thatched cottage are actually later expansions.
If Du Fu really lived in such a building in ancient times, it would not be called abject poverty.
Lu Xuan himself is not an ancient person, so he doesn¡¯t have much idea about it, but the current situation is that the real person Du Fu revisits his old place, which is very interesting
He had an urge to hold his forehead.
At this moment, the shouts of the program team were heard not far away, and then the staff of the program team ran over.
"Lu Xuan, the show may need to invite amateurs to participate in the show later. Here" As soon as he said this, the staff noticed a person standing next to Lu Xuan.
"Let me introduce, this is my friend, Du" Lu Xuan looked at Du Fu, hesitating how to introduce him.
"Du Zimei." Du Fu introduced himself with a smile, without any concealment, and said his name carelessly.
? ?bsp;Now that we have come to Du Fu Thatched Cottage, the process of the program must be closely related to Du Fu. The program team has set up many processes about Du Fu for the guests to take turns to perform.
The first few levels are all projects for guests. There are single activities and double activities, giving guests enough opportunities to perform.
In the middle of the recording, the program team began to read out the new rules. The six guests were divided into three groups. Each guest invited the general audience to come on stage to participate in the game.
The content of the game is to recite Du Fu's poems.
Lu Xuan subconsciously looked at the person in the audience whose surname was Du Mingfu, who seemed to be the real one.
This game is interesting.
The rules of the program are sparring, a total of four rounds of the game, one person from each group in each round, non-repetitive, which means everyone must compete once.
Lu Xuan and Yan Ruyu are not guaranteed to win, but there is one more person who is sure to win.
When the two sent Du Fu up, the program team, who had already prepared for communication, asked the question they had wanted to ask for a long time: "What is the name of this guest?"
Du Fu still looked calm: "Du Zimei."
Hearing this name, the audience immediately burst into an uproar. The host also smiled and asked a few interesting questions to add editing points for the later part of the program.
Soon, it was time to memorize ancient poems.
"Our rules for this round are to start with someone. We report the name of the poem, and the contestant recites the ancient poem. It is not the next contestant's turn until he can't recite it. Let's start with Mr. Du Zimei"
""To Li Bai""
Since he wrote the poem himself, it was no problem for Du Fu and he memorized it smoothly. However, towards the end, something seemed wrong.
The order is as follows:
""Dream of Li Bai""
""Recalling Li Bai in Spring""
""The end of the world is pregnant with Li Bai""
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