Chapter 94 94: A pear tree crushes a crabapple
Poetry Association,
The spacious and bright office is filled with a cold atmosphere,
Zhang Heng is sitting in front of the computer, His fingers were typing on the keyboard word by word,
I saw him writing on his scarf @江ci, an author who writes novels about ghosts blowing out lanterns can write the famous article "It's Not Worth It to Visit the Garden".
He only had reasonable doubts and did not spread rumors or slander, so he was Zhang San at the moment.
But when his words came out, many people were shocked by Zhang Heng’s rejection,
“Damn it, Zhang Heng, you are really brave.”
< br>"Yes, you actually dare to reply to Jiang Ci like this, I tell you, you are finished, the devil Zhang Wei is waiting for you "
"What Zhang Heng said makes sense. I think Zhang Heng is right. How could Jiang Ci, a veteran who writes ghost novels, write such an eternal quatrain as "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It" , the poem association’s You Yuan was furious and sent to the hospital. Haha, I took it secretly.”
"I'll go, I almost didn't hold back my 40-meter sword, and I almost accidentally injured a friendly force."
"You Yuan was so angry that he went to the hospital, Ouye, that was a celebration for everyone."
"Zhang Heng is right, how could Jiang Ci If you can write such a classic poem as "A Visit to the Garden Isn't Worth It", I will believe it only if you write one more poem."
"Yes, yes, Jiang Ci, if you write one more poem, we will believe it."< br>
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Poetry Association, President's Office, the pretty woman looked at the computer screen and said to the old man: "Grandpa, Zhang Heng replied to Jiang Ci, suspecting that Jiang Ci plagiarized."
The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "Plagiarism is impossible. Who would let anyone plagiarize such a classic poem? After all, this is a poem that will last forever. Ah, it was just wasted by that little guy from Jiang Ci. Hey, continue to pay attention and see what kind of masterpiece that little guy will come up with."
At the same time, Zhang. Heng's scarf replied to Jiang Ci. Jiang Ci also saw it and thought about it, since you are so rude, then I have nothing to be polite about.
Jiang Ci then crackled down another line of words on the keyboard.
"@Poetry Association@张heng, "Mocking Poetry Association"
The association talks about the Five Classics, and the chapters and verses are dead with gray hair.
Asking about economic policy is as confusing as falling smoke.
Wearing shoes for traveling and wearing square mountain scarf.
Step slowly down the straight road, dust will rise before you proceed.
The Prime Minister's Mansion of the Qin family does not pay much attention to praise.
You are not Shusun Tong, and we have a different relationship.
Current events have not yet been reached, so we will return to the Wen waterfront.
You may not be able to understand it from Vice President Zhang Heng’s perspective, but it doesn’t matter. I will translate it for you. The general meaning is,
The people in the Poetry Association are too pedantic and rigid. I suggest you return Family farming.
Okay, don’t @ me anymore, it’s time to have dinner. I’m not as busy as the people in the Poetry Association.
Please pay attention to @I am a big singer, show, I will become a kicking singer. ”
After Jiang Ci finished typing this poem, he stood up, turned off the computer, and left the bedroom. He was really hungry.
It’s just that Jiang Ci didn’t know that this scarf caused The sensation was so great,
His poem went straight to the map, mocking the entire Poetry Association.
Jiang Ci’s fans also went crazy.
"Damn it, I really don't understand Jiang Ci's poem, but fortunately he has translated it."
"Class representative, come out and explain, is Jiang Ci right?" "
Class representative: "Jiang Ci actually said it a bit euphemistically. The meaning of his poem is that the poem A group of white-haired old men in the Ci Association are old and have no ambition to make progress. They are pedantic and rigid, and they don’t know how to adapt. They are poor at reading classics and would rather go home and farm.”
“Damn it, Jiang Ci is really good. Dare you.”
“Jiang Ci is awesome”
"Jiang Ci's dog thief must be awesome. After all, he is a person who can say that he has a heart for the world, a destiny for the people, a person who inherits the unique knowledge of the saints, and creates peace for all generations."
" Ma De, if you didn't say these 22 words upstairs, I almost forgot Jiang Ci and this classic of classics, but why didn't the Ministry of Rites like it? , quote. I didn’t say that I would reward the old thief Jiang Ci.”
“Zhang Heng, you are not worthy of being the vice president of the Poetry Association.”
“Go to Zhang Heng. Scarf, butchered his scarf, and dared to slander Jiang Ci.”
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In the office of the president of the Poetry Association, the old man saw Jiang Ci had posted a new poem, and his blood surged. The woman beside him immediately supported him and said worriedly: "Grandpa, don't be excited, don't be angry."
The old man calmed down for a while and then said: "Take the horse "Yes, is Jiang Ci crazy? What is he doing?" He was not angry, but worried, because he knew what Jiang Ci would face next.
In fact, the woman also knew what Jiang Ci would face next, which was nothing more than a siege from the Poetry Association.
"Actually, Grandpa, are your worries a bit unnecessary? Since he dares to be so crazy, then maybe he has the capital to be arrogant. Don't forget that he once attended the Huaqing University welcome party The 22 words he said are to establish a heart for the world, to establish a destiny for the people, to carry forward the unique knowledge of the past saints, and to create peace for all generations. "
She was actually a little worried in her heart.
The old man thought for a while and said: "Yes, how could I forget the 22 words he said? Besides, I might as well let him suffer some setbacks. Now that I think about it, it's really like a flood of words. ."
"Okay, I don't have it now. It's over. Tongtong, can you help me contact this little guy? He's nineteen years old. He's a treasure at Huaqing University. If...hey, he would have studied science instead of liberal arts. Okay." The old man said and looked at his granddaughter again.
"I'll try to contact him. Whether we can get in touch is another matter." The woman was a little worried. After all, Jiang Ci is now a big star, with national attention and top traffic.
At this moment, in the office of Zhang Heng, the vice president of the Poetry Association, Zhang Heng was dizzy and angry.
He, a great literary giant of his generation, was actually ridiculed in public by a little boy who was still young. Go home and farm.
Nowadays, everyone in the entire Poetry Association is in a very depressed mood.
After all, being ridiculed by a young man who opened the map cannon, no one will feel comfortable with this kind of thing.
Some people in the Poetry Association secretly scolded Jiang Ci for not respecting the elders, and some secretly scolded Zhang Heng for suppressing the younger generation and not caring about the young. He deserves to be criticized. It just hurts them.
Under Zhang Heng’s scarf, all Zhang Heng, get out of the Poetry Association,
The order is extremely neat,
The official scarf of the Poetry Association is all plain
"Zhang Heng, old dog, is not worthy of the position of vice president of the Poetry Association. It is recommended that he be expelled."
"Zhang Heng, vice president of the Poetry Association I suggest you go home and farm.”
"Zhang Heng, come on, explain what it means to have a pear blossom crushing a begonia?"
"Zhang Heng, may I ask, you are already seventy years old, and yet you are attacking an eighteen-year-old girl?" , are you a beast? ”
Netizens’ sharp comments hurt Zhang Heng’s heart, especially when he saw the sentence, ‘A pear tree weighs down a begonia. ’ He was very angry.
“Ah~~~~” Zhang Heng could only feel helpless and furious in the office. (End of this chapter)