"You think you have a high degree of education, such a good poem, you don't see it, where are your eyes?"

"Only mentally retarded people will say that others are mentally retarded, and only elementary school students will like to go around talking about other people's primary school students! I don't know how many people like you have seen! No more than you, no less than you!"

For no reason, readers who were disgusted by people, when they saw this comment, where could they bear it, when they wrote a comment, and then replied.

Not long after Bai Jitong finished writing his review, he saw that under his comment, there were many more comments, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, so he clicked on the book review and took a look.

This look suddenly made him raise his eyebrows, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face darkened directly.

"Just you guys, you are embarrassed to talk to me, do you know who I am! I am a person in the Poetry Association, and you dare to compare your poetry appreciation ability with me! Come, tell me, who of you people can surpass me in this aspect?"

That Bai Ji was angry in his heart, and immediately said his identity directly, and then the corners of his mouth were curled, ready to look at these people laughing, in his opinion, these guys are just reading novels, and it is completely impossible to surpass themselves at this level!

"Yo he, the people of the Poetry Association are amazing, you have the ability to write a poem, let's see, how good is the poem you wrote, can compare to this Queqiao Immortal?"

"That's it, since you disdain this poem so much, you write one, let's see, how powerful your poem is!"

When everyone saw Bai Jitong's reply, they didn't give any face, and immediately replied and said, isn't it just a member of the Poetry Association?

Seeing this guy now, he is actually smearing this poem, and he is immediately angry in his heart, that is, he is not polite at all.

"It's really a bunch of people, it doesn't make sense at all, typical of what you say! I will appreciate poetry, is it possible that I still need to write poetry in the future?"

Bai Jitong looked at these remarks, and immediately replied angrily, in fact, he really didn't know how to write, but he felt in his heart that this poem was not as good as Wenyu's, but if he was really asked to write it, looking at this poem, he had a feeling that it was unsurpassable.

Under this kind of mentality, how dare he take it.

"Joke, you are a member of the Poetry Association, a member of the Poetry Association, is it possible that you can only play tricks and not write poetry? If even the people of the Poetry Association can't write poetry, then who can write?"

"A person from the Poetry Association, who can't even write poems, has the face to say here, blow out your Weibo name, let's take a good look!"

As soon as everyone saw Bai Jitong's remarks, the corners of their mouths twitched, and then they replied again and again, they had never seen such shameless people, people holding their own poetry associations, and wanted to gag their mouths, but they couldn't even write a poem, and there were such people.

Bai Jitong had a black face, looking at these remarks, knowing that he couldn't talk about these guys, with so many people, it was actually very difficult for him to say it, even if he hated it, he closed this page.

It's just that after closing the page, the anger in his heart has not decreased at all, but has accumulated in his heart, which cannot be dispersed, and he can't just forget it!

Bai Jitong thought of this, and directly opened his Weibo account with hundreds of thousands of fans, and after opening Weibo, he was in Weibo, and if he organized himself, he wrote it directly, and after a while, he posted it.

"I just saw a poem, I was still quite happy in my heart, and I felt that the Chinese people were still very willing to learn our Chinese culture, but after reading this person's remarks, I was immediately disappointed, but I just wrote a poem about Qixi Festival, and I actually boasted about it, saying that even the Qixi poem written by Wenyu was not as good as him. ”

"When I saw this remark, out of kindness, I wanted to comfort the other party, who knows, it actually caused his dissatisfaction, not to mention, but also all kinds of use of water army, running to smear me, it is really the world, but I just wrote a poem, I actually thought that it could be compared to the first Qixi poem through the ages. ”

After Bai Jitong wrote it freely, he thought about it, copied and pasted the poem again, and then hung it on Weibo.

As a person with hundreds of thousands of fans, the traffic is still very considerable, and as soon as Weibo was posted here, someone immediately discovered this Weibo, and after a few glances, he was immediately angry.

"It's so shameless, Bai Da, you are willing to guide the other party, it's already the other party's honor, you don't say anything wildly, and you actually sarcastically mock Bai Da you, it's just too much!"

"I wrote an inexplicable poem, I really thought I was very powerful? I really thought that I could go to heaven, and even the people of the Poetry Association dared to ridicule him, if I wrote a few poems, then I would have it? I'm afraid that even Huaxia can't tolerate him!"

"It's the first time I've seen such a rampant person, this is no longer rampant, it's already arrogant! Wen Yu's Qixi poems, but my favorite Qixi poems, I dare to say that this poem can't compare to him? Which guy said this, Bai Da, you say it, I have to spit on this person!"

Bai Jitong's writing is still extremely infectious, so in just a moment, everyone who let them have great anger towards An Changqiu, so under that comment, they all left their words with great indignation, and then kept reprimanding that person.

When Bai Jitong saw this situation, the corners of his mouth immediately turned up slightly, and his face was full of excited smiles.

However, this matter is not over!

Thinking of this, Bai Jitong began to write again, isn't he just a little author! You actually dare to let yourself lose so much face over there, aren't your readers very powerful? Now let's see how powerful you can be.

Let's see how powerful the people of the Poetry Association really are! If you don't seal your book, count me as losing! Bai Jitong remembered what he had encountered at the corner of his mouth, his face sank, and then a cold smile came out.