Almighty Star System

Looking around, everyone glared at Yan Ke, Yan Ke chuckled, and then slowly opened his mouth.

"On October [-]rd, [-], on the day when the Southern Qing Literature Collection held a memorial service for Mr. Qian who died of a heart attack, I wandered alone outside the funeral home and met Mr. Qian's granddaughter. She came to me and asked me, "Have you ever written anything for Grandpa? ", I said no. She warned me, "Sir, let's write a little bit. Grandpa praised him very much before he was alive, but he couldn't see his literary talent again. ""

After reading this, everyone frowned. Is this a eulogy?Is this a letter of condolence?Doesn't this stuff look funny?

Some people even lamented, telling Yan Ke to get down, so as not to tarnish Lao Qian's memorial service.

Zhao Min was a little surprised, she never asked Yan Ke these questions!
But she believed in Yan Ke and didn't say much.

Liu Zhang and Liao Rulong are sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, and what Yan Ke is reading now is simply hot chicken!

The old man who paid back the money appreciated him?Goodbye literary talent?
It's all bullshit!

Faced with all kinds of boos, Yan Ke remained unmoved.

This is just an appetizer!

So Yan Ke continued to read: "This is what I know. All the poems I have written are probably because they are not well-known, and they are often ignored by no one. I am a cat and a dog!

However, in such a difficult life, he is the one who still praises me!Dear Mr. Qian!I also feel that it is necessary to write something. Although this has nothing to do with the dead, it can only be so for the living.

If I could believe that there really is a so-called "spirit in the sky", then I would naturally be able to obtain greater comfort—but, right now, that's all I can do! "

After reading this, some people have already begun to be moved. Those who can say these words and write this article may not necessarily be able to join the Writers Association, but they are by no means a cat or a dog!
Yan Ke continued: "But I really have nothing to say. I just feel that the place I live in is not a human world! Mr. Qian's voice and smile still permeate my surroundings, making it difficult for me to sleep peacefully. How can there be any words? When Changge should cry, it must be done after pain.

And the insidious talk of some so-called scholars since then has made me feel even more desolate.I am beyond angry!I will deeply appreciate the deep sadness of this non-human world; show my greatest sorrow in the non-human world, make them happy for my pain, and dedicate this as a meager sacrifice for the posterity to the soul of the deceased! "

At this point, some people are already hard to calm down. Liu Zhang has already clenched his fists, and Liao Rulong's eyes have widened. They did not expect that Yan Ke would say such words. This is the rhythm of blacking them out. ah!

"A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and face the dripping blood. What kind of mourner and happy man is this? However, good fortune is often designed for mediocre people to wash away the old traces with the passage of time, leaving only Indifferent sorrow.

In this indifferent sorrow, people are given a temporary life to maintain this inhuman world. I don't know when this world will come to an end!
We are still living in this world, and I have long felt the need to write something! "

"Damn, what a literary talent! A true warrior, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood! If you can write such words, I don't think it's a problem to join the Municipal Writers Association!"

"Yeah, no wonder Qian Lao took the initiative to invite him to join the City Writers Association. With such a literary talent, I feel a little inferior to join the City Writers Association."

"Grandma, let me tell you that Mr. Qian wouldn't invite a cat or a dog into the Writers Association!"

The person who spoke was completely unaware that he was the one who spat on Yan Ke's face just now.

Liu Zhang's face was already livid, he didn't expect Yan Ke's pen to be so sharp, and according to Yan Ke's meaning, this eulogy is not over yet!

Yan Ke took a deep breath, the eulogy is of course endless!
There is still growth behind!
If you want to force me, then let the violent wind and rain come more violently!

"Mr. Qian and I met for the first time at the Zhao Bureau dinner a few days ago. He was one of the few people who didn't laugh at me at that time! But I didn't know each other until later, Zhao Bureau introduced him Tell me: This is Taishan Beidou in the literary world of Nanqing City! The teacher of many well-known domestic writers!

In fact, I was able to combine the name and the entity, but I was secretly surprised.I always thought that if I could not be subdued by the forces or be influenced by the outside world, I would be able to attend important banquets, wear only a coat on the street stall, and ride a bicycle from 30 years ago. No matter what, I should be a bit aggressive, but he He is always smiling and has a gentle attitude.

When he invited me to join the Writers Association, the Writers Association that he had fought for all his life, he was still smiling all the time, with a very gentle attitude!
It wasn't until my application was torn to shreds, and when the former Writers Association became someone's back garden, that I saw him weep because of his concern for the Writers Association.Seems like they haven't seen each other since.In short, in my memory, that time was a farewell! "

Yan Ke said this passage very calmly, but everyone felt the anger in Yan Ke's heart, and it was all expressed in this passage!
But what comes next is the main event!

"It was only last night that I found out about Mr. Qian's death. I immediately ran to the hospital, wanting to see him for the last time, and what I saw was just a cold corpse!

Although there was no physical harm from the stick, I understand that it is murder!A murder in which the evidence was destroyed!A murder that will push me into the abyss!

However, there will always be a sensible person in the world, the relatives of Mr. Qian, who will speak out for me.

But then there were rumors that they were being used and bewitched by others! "

Afterwards, Yan Ke suddenly increased his volume and said angrily: "I can't bear to see the tragic image, and I can't bear to hear the rumors. What else can I say? I understand why ignorant people follow the crowd." The reason! Silence, silence! If you don’t break out in silence, you will perish in silence!”

Someone has already stood up at the scene, these words are too lethal!
"If you don't explode in silence, you will perish in silence! What kind of person is this who can write such words! How much wronged did he suffer to write such words!"

"My God, did we wrong him before? He is really innocent!"

Song Qi and the others were dumbfounded, especially Zhao Gang, who was considered educated, so he naturally understood Yan Ke's eulogy.

Although he didn't directly call himself wronged, it was more effective than that!More straightforward!

Liu Zhang was about to vomit blood, and now he realized that the pen might really be more powerful than the gun!
Liao Rulong was out of breath.

"But, I still have something to say!

I didn't see it in person; I heard that he, Mr. Qian, was browsing the official website of the Writers Association at the time.Of course, it was just browsing the web, but who would have expected that this browsing would cause him to die forever!
The kind old Mr. Qian who was always smiling is indeed dead. This is true, as evidenced by his corpse!What a thrill when he fell in the "hail of bullets" invented by civilized people!
The arrogance of the Chinese literati was unfortunately wiped out by this "hail of bullets"!

The senders of these "bulls and bullets" actually raised their heads, but they didn't know that their faces were covered with blood! "

"Fuck, the lethality is so strong! So strong! I can't open my eyes! This powerful counterattack is more powerful than any evidence!"

"Yeah, this is the so-called not breaking out in silence, but perishing in silence!"

"This is the most passionate eulogy I have ever heard! This is the most "silent" article I have ever seen! I can seem to see the anger burning in his heart!"

"I'm sure, he is innocent! People with evil thoughts in their hearts will never write such articles!"

"It's true that a gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain always feels sorry for him!"

Liu Zhang felt that his face was going to be swollen. He just despised Yan Ke just now and couldn't turn the big waves.Now Yan Ke will use an article to stir up the situation!

However, this was not over yet, Yan Ke's expression became calm.

"Time is always passing by, and the market is still peaceful. A life is nothing in China. At most, it is just for idlers with no malicious intentions to talk about after dinner, or for idlers with malicious intentions to be the seeds of "rumours". As for I always feel that there are very few other deep meanings, because this is really just an old man's love for a younger generation!

As the predecessors said, "relatives or remaining sorrows, others have already sung, what is the way to die, and the body is on the same mountain!" If this is the case, that's enough!

As I have already said, I am not afraid to infer the worst malice against my fellow-creatures, but this time I was quite surprised in several respects.

One is that the conspirators are so cruel, and the other is that the gossipers are so bad!

In the end, I would like to say that the survivors will faintly see a faint hope in the light red blood; the real warriors will move forward even more angrily!
Woohoo, I'm speechless, but in memory of old Mr. Qian! "

After finishing speaking, Yan Ke turned around and bowed deeply to Qian Lao's portrait.

Zhao Min and others burst into tears, they thought of all kinds of old Qian's life.

These so-called mourners were actually here to watch the fun, and who really shed tears for Qian Lao's death?
Especially Liu Zhang, Liao Rulong and others, not only did not mourn for Mr. Qian, but instead attacked Yan Ke at the memorial service.

This, what a narrow mind!
Afterwards, Yan Ke brought paper and pen, and glanced at the people present.

"For Mr. Qian's life, I don't make many comments, only a pair of elegiac couplets to show my admiration!"

Afterwards, Yan Ke swiped his pen and accomplished it overnight.

When he hung the elegiac couplet on the snow-white wreath, everyone was dumbfounded again, and couldn't help but think of Qian Lao's life.

Poverty, down and out, selfless dedication, being criticized, leading by example, dedicating his life to the Writers Association!
"Thousand pointing fingers, head bowed as a willing ox!"

Brilliant!
Generous!
One couplet breaks money and grows old for life, one couplet slaps everyone in the face!