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Since reaching the summit at the Taishan Poetry Society, they have received rumors that the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce is likely to stop all its subsidiaries in advertising cooperation with 11 units in the next quarter.

Channel 11 has lost the support of Jinling TV Group, and advertisers are about to break away from most of them, and they have reached the brink of life and death.

In the eyes of outsiders, Su Huai should really be worried about this urgent need, and he should be blamed for being too unsparing, and the forces of Japan and North Korea have already made up their minds to eradicate him.

So Zhang Min sighed when he saw him and asked.

"The ghost is worried about this. Su Huai pointed to the TV in front of him and scolded:

"These grandsons, I obviously said before the poetry meeting, don't call me a 'poet saint' if you win, don't call me a 'poet saint'! They still call me a 'poet saint'!"

On the TV, a picture of Su Huai on the golden top of Mount Tai was playing, and a reporter from Yanjing Satellite TV was broadcasting a sensational social news.

"After the end of the Taishan poetry meeting, I took it, the Chinese poetry fans who celebrated enthusiastically, spontaneously went to Mount Tai, took shovels and other tools, and erased all the scenic spots of Mount Tai on the stone tablet, and the poems left by the Japanese and Korean poets were erased, leaving only the verses of Mr. Su Huai, and even some of the poems on the South Road where Mr. Su Huai did not leave poems were destroyed.

These include the snow waterfalls and broken bridges with five views of Mount Tai.

Now, the whole Mount Tai, each has left only the poems of Mr. Su Huai, which has also aroused strong dissatisfaction with the Japanese and North Korean Poetry Association, about the impact of this incident, let us listen to Professor Huang Guoan's opinion. ”

The camera turned, a professor from the Department of Ancient Poetry of Yenching University, the professor was first holding Su Huai's poems and commenting them one by one, and then concluded:

"Teacher Xiao Su, on the way down the mountain, a total of 31 poems were left behind, which can be described as the first wonderful, although in the end, although there was no one to say this, or the North Korean poet came to Mount Tai and erased his poems, but when the reporter interviewed, they were all silent, and they all acquiesced to the fact that Mr. Xiao Su won the poem, so it did not affect the final result......

And Mr. Xiao Su's 31 poems are unprecedented, and the first capital overwhelms other poets, which can be called the name of the peerless poet saint through the ages, and it is far more than the peerless poet saint of the three people, such as Dongshan Ji, Yoshikawa Ju, and Nishiki Weaving!"

Yes...... Not only the professor on the TV, but also in various newspapers, magazines, and radios, they are calling Su Huai a "peerless poet saint", and no one thinks there is anything wrong with this.

"Bastard, I don't want to be a poet saint!" Su Huai looked at the pain, hammered the coffee table and said in annoyance, after a hundred years, Du Fu was going to strangle him......

Zhang Min said disapprovingly: "Teacher Su, don't you like the title of poetry saint? Everyone now calls you a double saint, a qu saint, and a poetry saint, I think you should be called a three saint, you are still a painting saint~ Just rely on your ink painting skills......"

Su Huai hurriedly waved his hand and shook the album in his hand and said: "Eh, my ink painting is only half-toned, if you really say it, it is much worse than my comic skills~~"

His ink painting is a child's skill, in fact, he is not good at it, but this comic, he really copied it with his heart for a few years, when he was a child, he was obsessed with "Dragon Ball", "Beidou God Fist" These comics, really worked hard, but much stronger than his ink painting skills. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】

Thanks to this comic foundation, he can also draw the pictures he has seen from TV series as comics.

As soon as the words fell, I heard a delicate and crisp voice outside: "Brother Xiaosu, if you are really a comic saint, you are much more valuable than this ink painting saint, and the Comics Association is one of the fifteen major associations under UNESCO~~~"

Looking at Ji Qiaoqiao, who was like a green finch, Zhang Min frowned slightly:

"What are you doing?Teacher Su still needs to rest~"

"Of course, I'm talking to Brother Xiao Su~" Ji Qiaoqiao pulled up Su Huai's arm with a smile:

"Let's go, Brother Xiao Su, you've been in the room for so long, let's go blow the wind~"

"What is ......there to brag about" Su Huai said speechlessly, I still have a headache, don't stun me again, fortunately, Renna went back early and went to court with the media who spread rumors and wine, otherwise this journey will be annoying again.

Ji Qiaoqiao pulled him to the deck, faced Jiang Jing next to him and said, "Brother Xiao Su, the so-called river breeze is like smoke, the lake breeze is like tea, and the river breeze is like wine, it's too wasteful to stay in the room with such a good view." ”

"Little fox, why are you still here, isn't the Taishan Poetry Club over?"

Su Huai was also very speechless when she was pulled out, and the river breeze was like wine...... Is this the Yangtze River...... The name is just a canal, a copycat, not to mention that I haven't completely recovered from alcohol poisoning!

"Brother Xiao Su, I hate me so much?" Ji Qiaoqiao blinked and looked very aggrieved: "But what should I do, I feel sorry that my father wants me to follow you to help~"

"Chairman Fan wants you to help me?" Su Huai didn't understand what he meant.

"Brother Xiao Su, do you know why you got this Taishan Poetry Society, Japan and North Korea are so angry, and even the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce wants to target you?"

Su Huai said: "Isn't it because I robbed their spokesperson poet of his job and caused their commercial interests to be frustrated?"

"That's just one of the reasons. Ji Qiaoqiao turned his head to look at him and smiled:

"What's more, Brother Xiao Su won the championship of the Taishan Poetry Association as a member of the Chinese Poetry Association, which means that in the next five years, my negative father in the International Poetry Association can have the right to take the lead, originally the International Poetry Association has always been controlled by himself, that is, the rules they formulated, the rotating chairman must be the champion of the Taishan Poetry Association, hehe~ This time it can be regarded as lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot~"

"It turns out that the Taishan Poetry Association still represents a change of power in the International Poetry Association?" Su Huai said in surprise: "It doesn't make sense to lead the International Poetry Association." ”

He has won the championship of the Taishan Poetry Society, and it is estimated that he and North Korea will not dare to challenge him in ancient poetry.

"You haven't understood yet. Ji Qiaoqiao stared at him and said: "UNESCO has fifteen major cultural organizations, and as long as four of them vote for the country, it can become one of the three permanent members, and the permanent members have the right to propose changes in historical understanding......

Su Huai's eyes suddenly lit up: "Do you mean that Chairman Fan's ultimate goal is to want Huaxia to become a permanent member of the Council, and then rebuild Huaxia's historical cognition?" (To be continued.) Reading, a better reading experience.