"Awesome!

"Kekezi! Your fifth king is really awesome!"

In the small house rented by Shen Zike,

The two girls screamed,

Enron was even more unstingy in praising it,

Shen Zike's smart eyes were also round at the moment.

"If I were there, I'd slap my size 36 heels in the face of that dead old man!"

An Ran waved his hand,

He said indignantly,

But now she doesn't feel too happy to see this dead old man's colorful face!

I don't know how long it took,

Everyone woke up from the shocking performance just now,

But the surging emotions in my heart could not subside for a long time.

At this moment, everyone's hearts are already like a mirror,

Does Zhuang Yan lack poetry?

Need plagiarism?

No!

Not only does he not lack,

And I don't look down on your broken poems at all!

What other personal poetry collections?

Bah!

The facts are clear,

The truth has also been laid out.

Zhuang Yan used his strength to prove what it means to be disdainful,

What is the real unilateral strength crushing!

Someone cleverly compared Zhuang Yan's poems with Chen Jie's poems,

found that Chen Jie's poems were like children's nonsense in front of these poems,

It's unsightly.

The scene is very quiet,

No one spoke,

All you could hear was the breathing of the people next to you.

Even the faint sound of a heartbeat seems to be heard.

Everyone's eyes invariably looked in the direction of Chen Jie.

I don't know when, several judges have quietly separated from Chen Jie at a distance,

They didn't want to get too close to Chen Jie.

lest they be swept away by the wrath of the multitude.

"Old man Chen, what else do you have to say?"

Zhuang Yan had a little contempt in his eyes,

"Tell me again, how many poems I copied from your old friend's personal poetry collection?"

Chen Jie felt the various gazes projected on him by three hundred and sixty-five degrees,

These eyes are very dazzling,

It's like just stripping him naked and throwing him on this platform.

Chen Jie only felt extremely ashamed at this time,

The palms of my hands have been pinched with sweat,

The face is white,

There is not a trace of blood on the lips,

Bean-sized beads of sweat swept across the frame and fell to the ground,

He trembled,

The legs are also very weak.

Zhuang Yan's eyes stared at Chen Jie's straight hair.

Everyone was waiting to see what else Chen Jie could say.

"Forehead ---"

In the end, Chen Jie's whim surged,

A mouthful of old blood seems to be blocked in the throat,

Rolling his eyes,

The whole person fell to the ground crookedly.

"Shh

"Don't think you're done with pretending to be dead! You think me and the audience are stupid black bears?"

After saying this,

Zhuang Yan's sharp eyes found that Chen Jie's body trembled slightly,

scold

Old guys!

It is estimated that Chen Jie also felt faceless at this moment, and wanted to pretend to faint.

Zhuang Yan turned around,

"I admit that in terms of poetry, I have no attainments, and my brain cells are limited, but if you want to say that compared to me, you Chen Jie is still far behind!"

"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, I'm Zhuang Yan, I never do these stupid things that are sneaky and shady!"

"But I'm definitely not a soft persimmon to be manipulated! I'm a cactus! If you want to pinch me, then I'll definitely prick you in the hand! If you don't believe me, try it!"

With these words,

The tone is light,

But every word and sentence seems to have smashed into everyone's hearts.

At this time, everyone's hearts trembled,

But I couldn't help but have a black line on my face,

You don't have any accomplishments?

Do you have limited brain cells?

Is this burying them?

Brain cells are limited, and they can write chapters casually, such amazing and brilliant verses?

Who is the special meow bluffing!

now

The ratings of major player platforms have skyrocketed to a new height,

The program of the poetry conference is at this moment,

Ratings have also reached unprecedented heights.

The barrage on the Internet is flying all over the sky,

Netizens attacked in groups,

Eleven of the ten sentences are all changing the Fa.

"Horse-ridden! This old man has been planted!

"Meow! Those little blacks just now continue to come out! Let's fight to the death! Lao Tzu's keyboard is ready! I'll take out my ancestral keyboard and spray you dead trolls and that old man Chen!"

"Who the dares to say that Zhuang Yan plagiarized? Just those dozens of poems, which one of them is not hanging you?"

"I'll see who else is not convinced?! Come out and do it! And the few people in front of me who said that they eat dung in the live broadcast! Hurry up and start the live broadcast! Lao Tzu will brush you with dung balls!"

"It's so cool! I feel like I've heard the sound of slapping in the face!"

"Copy, copy your uncle's, copy your mother's banana peel! Such a technique, such a poem, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a poet saint in the world!"

When Chen Jie questioned the moment,

The wind on the net is tilted directly to one side,

Everyone thinks Zhuang Yan is plagiarism.

Now, no one dares to speak out.

After this incident,

Those who professed themselves to be literati were disgraced.

Cui Caihao is not easy to stabilize his body,

Hurry up and wave your hand,

"Tell someone to carry Chen Jie down! Don't be ashamed!"

Today

The special program of this poetry conference,

Because of this farce,

Ratings unexpectedly hit a new high,

But right now,

It's not going to end well.

Several staff members came up to drag Chen Jie off the stage,

The eyes of the crowd were disdainful, shameless, and angry.

Countless people greeted the eighteenth generation of Chen Jie's ancestors in their hearts.

In today's Chinese poetry circle, those poets and literati who have named themselves all think very highly of themselves and are arrogant.

But more, it's still people like Chen Jie,

As a generation of literati,

But he regards fame and prestige above all else,

This also made the atmosphere and criticism of the poetry circle gradually fail.

Cui Cailiang as the president,

At such a juncture, it is natural to come out and clean up the mess.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Cui is here to compensate you for today's episode, the reason why this situation happened today is still on our poetry association, and it is our negligence. ”

"This episode has passed now, and I also believe in a thousand and ten thousand, Zhuang Yan Xiaoyou will definitely not be that kind of person. ”

"Regarding the person who provoked the incident, we will definitely deal with it strictly, and give everyone and Zhuang Yan Xiaoyou an explanation. The next game continues ....."

Cui Cailiang's voice did not fall,

Zhuang Yan said indifferently,

"I'm opting out of the game!"

"Whoop----

As soon as these words came out,

The audience boiled.

"What!?what's the situation?"

"Retirement? Zhuang Yan won't be unable to think about it, right?"

"According to this situation, the first place in the next competition will be Zhuang Yan's, why should he retire?"

Everyone is eager to put the question mark on their faces.

Several people on the stage were also stunned.

Zhuang Yan paused and continued,

"From ancient times to the present, the history of Chinese civilization for thousands of years has laid a solid cultural foundation for us, and poetry is also one of the cultural treasures of our country. ”

"Personally, I believe that poetry can cultivate sentiment and express what you feel in your heart, and it also has the significance of teaching in literature."

"But I didn't expect that poetry has evolved to the present day, but it has become a weapon for poets to fight with each other? How many people regard poetry as a sharp sword, as something used to earn fame and profit for themselves?"

"It wasn't until I stood on this stage and faced everyone's doubts that I realized that poetry is no longer just a culture. ”

"This inheritance seems to have changed its flavor today. ”