"I'm so surprised that some people don't want to listen to what I said. What's the matter? Don't you all sit in that position for a long time, can't you listen to different opinions? I can only praise you, you Just happy? Is this kind of thinking conducive to the development of modern poetry? I think it is seriously restricted."

Say these words.

The audience began to discuss.

Netizens who watched the live broadcast were completely excited.

Finished!

The poison king is about to go crazy!

It is rare for them to see Wang Huan go crazy, and the last time it seems was at the Shanghai International Piano Festival.Even the international pianist Joyce was trampled under his feet that time.

This time, it seems that those poets are going to be miserable.

As for Zhao Zeyuan and the other four, their complexions had become extremely ugly, and their eyes turned cold.

Wang Huan has completely torn his face.

Backstage, the assistant asked, "Director Qian, what should we do? Do you want to..."

Director Qian shook his head: "Continue the live broadcast, what Wang Huan said did not violate the rules, let's see again..."

Hmm... look again.

On the other side, Qu Mingfeng laughed loudly: "Haha, well said, that's how it should be."

Wan Xiwen also smiled: "A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, Wang Huan is a real kid. When others meet a person of Zhao Zeyuan's status, they must be terrified and dare not speak big words. Fortunately, he has no fear at all."

Qu Mingfeng proudly said: "Young people should be like this, without losing their vigor! But it's not enough to scold now, it's useless to just grind their mouths, and it will only make Zhao Zeyuan and the others even more angry. I don't know what Boy Wang will do next .”

on the stage.

Wang Huan's voice continued: "As a literati with a certain social status, you can be noble, you can be aloof, and you can be superior and ignore others. But when you are commenting on others or educating others, please remember that at this moment you A sense of mission. Because you not only represent yourself, but also represent the responsibility to inherit the culture. When you are in that position, you must have that sense of responsibility, otherwise you will just stand in the latrine and not shit. In addition... Let me say, don’t I don’t agree with this view because I feel that I have made outstanding achievements in literature. I don’t agree with this view. In terms of social contribution, it is estimated that the hard-working peasant uncles are better than you. As literati, you are all scholars. Mood, what else?"

Speaking of it.

It can be said that it is equivalent to Wang Huan pointing his nose and cursing.

Zhao Zeyuan and the others were so angry that they almost turned their backs, their faces flushed red.

But they couldn't refute yet, because Wang Huan didn't say a single word to humiliate them in the whole article, as if he was talking about a debate contest.But everyone understood that Wang Huan was scolding them.

With this feeling, they are so aggrieved that they want to commit suicide.

Wang Huan suddenly changed the subject:

"Speaking of scholarly spirit, I suddenly felt that there is a poem that is very suitable for the occasion, so I will take this opportunity to read it to everyone. As for the title of the poem, since I wrote it with feelings, let's call it "Miscellaneous Feelings."

"Miscellaneous Feelings"

"Immortals and Buddhas have not completed both, and only know that the lonely night is not peaceful.

The wind canopy is full of elegiac air, and the mud is stained with poor luck.

Nine out of ten people are eye-catching, and they are useless scholars.

Moyin's poems and sorrows become prophecies, and spring birds and autumn insects make their own voices. "

Wang Huan spoke clearly, and the whole poem rang clearly in everyone's ears.

then……

The audience was dumbfounded.

The host Sisi was also dumbfounded.

Qian Dao, who was drinking water in the background, spewed out a mouthful of water.

Qu Mingfeng, who was still laughing just now, was stunned.

Wan Xiwen opened his mouth wide open.

This this……

Nine out of ten people are worthy of rolling their eyes!Useless is a scholar!

Nima, this is scolding to death, this kind of scolding is different from Wang Huan's lip service just now.Generally speaking, why were literati the most terrifying in ancient times?Even the emperor dared not offend them easily in many cases?Just because they know a pen, the pen kills without blood.If the emperor did something to a literati, and the other party wrote a famous piece of cursing, then the emperor would be infamous for thousands of years.

But now, no one thought that, in order to scold Zhao Zeyuan and the others, Wang Huan actually wrote a poem on purpose.What's even more incredible is that this poem is so damn well written.Especially this sentence "Nine out of ten people are worthless, and useless are scholars." He is a big fool, but he is still arrogant and ignorant and unreasonable.

Zhao Zeyuan and the other four looked at it and almost fainted on the spot.

All of them were so angry that their lips trembled and their faces were pale.

Chapter 0400 There are more ruthless poems, Wang Huan is crazy!

Qu Mingfeng swallowed, but didn't say a word for a long time.

He asked Wang Huan to be a shit stirrer, but he didn't ask him to pour shit into someone's mouth.

This is bad.

It's no wonder Zhao Zeyuan and the others are not mad.

Because now it is live broadcast on TV and the Internet, and I don’t know how many viewers across the country are watching it. This song "Miscellaneous Senses" will definitely spread in the future and let the world know.

The consequence is that anyone who mentions this poem in the future will say that it was written by Wang Huan to scold Zhao Zeyuan and the others.Not to mention that Zhao Zeyuan and the others had their eyes above the top, and suddenly they were scolded so badly that they could get angry with a heart attack.

And this moment.

The barrage in the live broadcast room has almost exploded.

"Damn it! The Poison King's Poison Skills have soared."

"I've expected that the Poison King would use a big move, but his big move is too lethal, right?"

"This is a wolf extermination!"

"It's really ruthless, scolding all the scholars into it."

"Nine out of ten people can look down on me, and they are useless as scholars. I'll fuck it. If someone scolds me more because of my reading, I will respond with this sentence. The absolute lethality will explode."

"After Brother Huan finished reading this poem, he ran away overnight and bought standing tickets."

"..."

Zhao Zeyuan pointed at Wang Huan with trembling hands, but was so angry that he couldn't speak.

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