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Chapter 203 The coffin board that holds the poet down

The ancestors listened to the discussion of several people and saw other examples before. There were people behind the scenes who supported the evildoers and suppressed the events that had already broken out, regardless of whether they were right or wrong.

Watching the light screen jump to the page, going back and forth on this topic, I also heard Miss Xiaoyu say that they want to break the information cocoon. According to them, it is restricted to a certain type, and only allows you to see what you want. watch. Then this is what happened to Miss Xiaoyu ever since she was caught with academic fraud. So will others also notice this?

They say that only by posting on hot searches and dominating the hot spots can more people pay attention. But it is obvious that some people are suppressing this matter, so... are ordinary people suppressing it too?

Ying Zheng, who couldn't find the talent he wanted, was filled with anger, "There are so many talents in the future generations, why not cultivate them and put them to good use!"

He could hardly believe that there were more than 10 million college students, and the number of talented and educated people was nearly half of his country's population.

When seeing the change of light curtain, it was said that preliminary treatment had been taken. The school issued a situation report. After investigation, it was determined that Huang Moumou had committed academic misconduct and decided to suspend him from his job with immediate effect. A further comprehensive investigation will be carried out in the future...

Li Shimin clapped his hands and gritted his teeth, "Is it just the school handling it? So simple? What Huang threatens is the national interest. Why don't the relevant bureaus come forward to deal with it?"

"Maybe... they can't see it, they can only see what they want to see... the illusion. Or they can ignore it. The big fish doesn't want to flip over, but the small fish can't flip over." Empress Changsun gently helped Li Shimin rub his back, " Just like loyal ministers and traitorous ministers..."

Interrupting: [This topic was not passed in the previous chapter. Nearly 500 words were deleted. Many words and sentences could not be passed. When discussing this incident later, fish, shrimp and giant whales are also used as metaphors, otherwise they cannot be expressed at all. a little.

The topic stopped here. There will be a follow-up for the ancestors to see.

At this point, I can’t even utter a single word...]

——This is the dividing line——

After Yu Nianzhi and the others did some operations, they went back to their rooms after washing up.

Lying on the bed, Yu Nianzhi stared at the ceiling in trance for a long time. She shook her head, throwing away all her worries and retreating!

I want to be happy!

So she opened the short video software and looked for happiness.

[The coffin boards that hold down the poets]

The poets covered their eyes one after another. This is endless. If they don't hurt them a hundred and eighty times a day, they will feel uncomfortable!

The poets were so aggrieved that they cried and almost became resentful women, "What are you doing? You wouldn't be such a bully!"

But some poets who think that they are not famous and can escape disaster are actually happy, fun, and beautiful. They like it, so... let's get started!

[“Some netizens asked, it’s hard to imagine what kind of poem Li Bai would have written if he had taken this plane and seen this building breaking through the clouds?”]

Li Bai twitched the corners of his stiff lips, "Change your name! Change your name immediately! I can't bear it for another day!"

Li Bai every day, Li Bai every day, doesn’t he want an appearance fee? ah? Who pays the appearance fee?

Li Bai's bad friends started quacking hahaha again...

It can be said that there is no restraint at all. It can be seen that the relationship is damaged enough, so I almost went to the zoo to grab bamboo shoots with the panda.

So here’s the question, let’s be imaginative. If poets robbed giant pandas of bamboo shoots to eat, would they be arrested and sentenced?

However, our Du Fu wrote a thick stack of poems criticizing Google, and then silently picked up the pen, ready to go. Just focus on one thing, don’t go too far, be careful if I write poems to scold you!

["The first person to appear was this netizen from Shandong:

[It should be a banquet held again in the Heavenly Palace, and thousands of taels of broken gold fall into the world.

Let's go by boat in Huaguang, hoping to catch a glimpse of the beauty through the gaps in the clouds.

The envoy of Yun Yanxian sent the breeze to lift me into the clouds and invited me to meet.

Bowing one's body, speaking modestly, and speaking softly, the human world is better than the nine heavens. ]

Equally brilliant is this netizen from Hubei:

[The clouds are soaring beyond the ninth level of the sky, trampling the mountains and rivers to pieces and singing wild songs.

Dreaming of the Yellow River in the sky is like falling into Penglai in a fairyland.

The clouds in the world are as white as snow, and the still shadows are colorful.

The breeze blows and the clouds invite me to sit down, and I dare to ask the Queen Mother to come down from the high platform. ]

As expected of a netizen from Hubei, Li Bai's free and easy expression was vividly explained by just one sentence: "Dare to ask the Queen Mother to step down from the platform." This netizen from Shanghai also sublimated this free and easy way after appearing on the stage:

[From a distance, the sky looks like the sea, and there is only one cloud in the sky for thousands of miles.

If you are lucky enough to see this scene in life, there is no need to leave your name in history. ]”]

Li Bai breathed a sigh of relief, "Not bad." He didn't mess around.

"Hey, this scenery is rare. Write about it!"

The bad friends didn't see what they wanted to see and expressed dissatisfaction, "What's the matter? Are you serious all of a sudden?"

Du Fu smiled slightly and felt much better. The light curtain did not blindly create people. Keep it like this and let them see more of the literary talent of future generations.

"The scenery is indeed beautiful that we will never see in our lifetime. Let's record it."

Many poets also have bright eyes, "I want to recite a poem about this situation..."

The poets began to write about Journey to the West, and later generations of students scratched their heads (worried and even more worried).

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