There is another poetry meeting at Xu Zhimo’s house today.
Lu Xiaoman closely follows the trend and has cut her long hair into short hair, which makes her look less graceful and more beautiful.
In the living room, in addition to Hu Shi, who had just returned to China, there were also Rao Mengkan, who had recently moved to Shanghai, Shao Xunmei, who was about to go to Nanjing to join politics, sociologist, psychologist, and anthropologist Pan Guangdan, and the famous translator Liu Yingshi (who was not a bankrupt).
Education), and several of Xu Zhimo’s students who love to write poetry.
"When it comes to writing new poems, I admire Yiduo, Zhimo and Mingcheng," Hu Shi crossed his legs and said with a smile, "I'm not good at it. What I write will only make people laugh."
Liu Yingshi said: "I like Yiduo's "Dead Water" the most, and Mingcheng's "Answer", which is sonorous, powerful and thought-provoking."
Lu Xiaoman joked: "Mingcheng no longer writes poetry, he is now an underwear tycoon."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The crowd burst into laughter.
Zhou Hexuan smiled bitterly: "I am a scolded tycoon. This time I was attacked by a group of conservatives, thanks to the support of Brother Shi."
"I don't support Mingcheng, but I support your grandma-ism. Many bad customs in China have not been broken yet, and more people need to stand up and raise the flag." Hu Shi waved his hand.
"Then I also want to thank you very much," Zhou Hexuan turned around and asked, "Zhimo, do you have a guitar at home?"
Xu Zhimo said: "There is no guitar, only piano."
"Borrow the piano for a while," Zhou Hexuan said.
"In the piano room, I'll take you there," Lu Xiaoman was very positive about this and asked, "What music does Mingcheng want to play?"
"You will know when the time comes." Zhou Hexuan smiled mysteriously.
Everyone went to the piano room. Zhou Hexuan sat down and tried a few notes. After finding some feel for it, he said, "This song is given to Brother Shi."
"Haha, I'm not a manly person." Hu Shi laughed.
Zhou Hexuan's piano skills are very amateurish. When he was a child, his parents forced him to practice for several years, but he could only fool the amateurs. He played the piano and sang: "I came from the mountains with orchid grass. I planted it in the small garden, hoping that the flowers will bloom early."
.Looking at it three times a day, the flowers are out of date. But the orchids are still there, not a single bud. Seeing the arrival of autumn, the orchids are moving like a greenhouse. I cherish them day after day and cannot forget them every night..."
This song was sung by later Taiwanese singer Liu Wenzheng. It is a popular campus folk song. Friends born in the 70s and 80s in Mainland China should be very familiar with it.
But the author of its lyrics is none other than Hu Shi.
"Snap, snap, snap, snap!"
After the song was finished, everyone applauded enthusiastically.
Lu Xiaoman's eyes were shining, she looked at Zhou Hexuan with a smile and said: "Mingcheng's song is so nice, fresh and interesting, and it's different from the popular songs nowadays."
Nonsense, it would take another 50 years for the folk movement to emerge, and this genre was already half a century ahead of its time.
Xu Zhimo wondered: "This song seems to be an adaptation of Brother Shi's "Hope", but the lyrics are somewhat different."
Hu Shi was very happy at this moment. He took Zhou Hexuan's hand and said, "It sounds good, it sounds very good! The revised poem is even better than my original poem."
"Brother Shi is being humble. This song of mine is just a small sentiment, while your original poem has a higher intention." Zhou Hexuan said humbly.
Zhou Hexuan is telling the truth. Hu Shi's original poem was written six years ago, when the New Culture Movement was in full swing. The "orchid grass" in the poem is a metaphor for new ideas and hopes that flowers will bloom. In fact, it refers to the hope that new culture and new ideas will be able to flourish in China.
Bloom and bear fruit.
The song version of "Orchid Grass", although the diction has been changed to be more beautiful and more in line with the rhythm, is inferior in style.
In this case, it was enough to make Hu Shi happy. His new poems were adapted into songs, which was a good talk for literati, and Zhou Hexuan was instantly introduced as a confidant.
Lu Xiaoman couldn't wait to say: "Mingcheng, write down the score of this song quickly. I want to learn to sing."
While Zhou Hexuan was writing the score, Zhang Jiazhu shouted at the top of his voice in the living room: "Where are the people? Where have all the people gone!"
The piano room was soundproofed. Zhang Jiazhu called for a long time but no one answered. Finally, a servant from the Xu family brought him over.
Zhang Jiazhu pushed the door open and shouted ecstatically: "Haha, crazy, it's already sold like crazy!"
"What's so popular?" Xu Zhimo asked.
"New style underwear," Zhang Jiazhu clapped his hands. "The two stores are doing very well, and women still have to queue up to measure their breast size. I plan to open another store in Shanghai."
Zhou Hexuan was surprised: "Why do so many people suddenly buy underwear?"
Zhang Jiazhu explained: "I asked around, and it seems that the Shanghai Women's Association, which was just established, called on every member to wear new underwear. Even Mrs. Sun went to the store to buy underwear to wear. With their help in publicizing the appeal, there are now many
Women in Shanghai are proud to wear new-style underwear."
The "Mrs. Sun" mentioned by Zhang Jiazhu is naturally Mr. Zhongshan's widow, the famous second lady of the Song family. With her as an example, it would be strange if her underwear didn't sell like crazy.
Let's switch our perspective to the underwear store.
The store was crowded, and the shopping woman looked excited. While queuing, she stared at the underwear on the shelves, wishing she could go home and wear them right away.
The female shop assistant was so busy that she was dizzy and sweating profusely. She had to scream and maintain order: "Don't be crowded and don't be in a hurry. We have enough new underwear and a batch will be shipped from the factory soon."
If you want to buy underwear, please wait in line to measure your size first. If you buy the wrong size, it won’t fit you!”
"That lace one, take it off and show it to me."
"I want a full cup, cotton one."
"How do you wear this thing?"
"..."
Suddenly, another group of women rushed in, and the leader shouted: "This is it, they sell genuine Mr. Zhou underwear!"
"The red one, give me the red one!"
"The purple one is the most sultry, and the guests will definitely like it."
"I want the one with the least amount of fabric and the most exposure."
Well, these newly arrived women are all prostitutes from Shanghai. Their needs are even more urgent. Since the underwear photos were published in "Illustrated", many pleasure seekers have made requests, saying they want to see women wearing new-style underwear.
The clerk has completely collapsed, and the entire underwear store is overcrowded. From time to time, they forget to collect money or give the wrong goods.
The famous scholar Li Jichen later described in "Miscellaneous News about Women Breastfeeding": "Since the rise of the revolutionary army, women's haircuts and breastbreasting are the only two things that have taken off. It's coming like a tide, and no one can control it.
At the beginning of the trend in the sea, this trend became very popular... Another scholar, Zhou Hexuan, advocated grandmaism and invented a new and improved underwear. People at the time called it "Mr. Underwear" or "Zhou's underwear". In just a few months, among the female students
The number of female teachers who do not have their breasts exposed and wear underwear is almost zero. Even those who are not in the academic circle and have been ladies from a big family to a small family, the number is about 45 out of 10. For ordinary ladies, it is unknown to have their breasts open.
What happened next, fearing that it would damage the appearance, ordered the maid to experiment. Therefore, the number of maids who let their breasts open... It can be seen that the popularity is widespread."
The sales of new underwear, which no one had bought a few days ago, have soared to the point of shortage. Female teachers, female students, foreign women, wives of officials, boudoir girls, maids, prostitutes and actors...all of them are going to underwear stores crazily.
Oh no, it was like a shopping mall sale in later generations.
When "Shenbao" reported this matter, it also gave Zhou Hexuan a nickname: Mr. Underwear.
However, the old-fashioned conservatives ridiculed him as a "belly-band scholar" and slandered Zhou Hexuan as a debaucher who only studied women all day long.
Zhou Hexuan was too lazy to pay attention to those boring people. He only knew that he was making a lot of money. Seeing that the underwear business was booming, some businessmen did not care about immorality. Some took the initiative to cooperate with foreign dealers, and some simply built their own factories to produce knock-off products.
Business was on the right track, and Zhou Hexuan was planning to return to Tianjin. As a result, Lu Guchun, the school director of the Chinese and Western Girls' School, personally visited and invited Zhou Hexuan to give lectures at the school. He had to go because Lu Guchun had written an article a while ago.
