Everyone looked at this Weibo, and immediately felt angry in their hearts, and now even this museum has come out to affirm, what else is there to say about this Chang'an?

All the evidence can show that what Chang'an is saying is nonsense, and everyone is naturally unwilling to let Chang'an go like this.

"In Zhuangzi, there is indeed a painting of a bird, but the plan is that there are no hundreds of thousands, if there are no people from the museum coming out, wouldn't everyone be misled by you?"

"What kind of poet, pull it, this character, also deserves to be called a poet? Shame on people, hurry up and delete Weibo to apologize, besides, someone should take care of it, just smear historical figures like this, there is nothing at all, and there is no responsibility at all?"

"Next to the bird, there is clearly a Kun character written, indicating that the bird is called Kun, not Dapeng, this ability to talk nonsense is simply amazing, are you trying to tamper with history?"

At this time, everyone was full of anger, and kept swiping Weibo under An Changqiu, and at this time, An Changqiu finally posted another Weibo, but that content made everyone angry.

"Are you stupid?

In the eyes of everyone, not only did they scold them, but they didn't even let go of the Zhuangzi, so they didn't care why Zhuangzi was next to a bird, and wrote a kun.

They only know that since it was Zhuangzi who wrote it like this, it must have his deep meaning, and at this time, as long as they unconditionally trust Zhuangzi, it will be fine!

"How can you understand the words written by people in ancient times, as well as their thoughts, if you can understand, you are Zhuangzi!

"It's a matter of how people want to name the things they draw themselves, and you still care about it? There are so many stars in the sky, and other scientists have discovered them, and they use their own names to name these planets, haven't you heard of it? Why don't you complain?"

"I used to use other people's names to enhance my reputation, but now I am starting to slander others, there are such people, I have opened my eyes, what are the three views of this person, I suggest, let him go into the mental hospital to see!"

At this time, everyone was already angry and about to spray to their throats, seeing An Changqiu at this time, he was still talking like this, almost vomiting three liters of blood in anger, he had never seen such a shameless person.

Looking at these remarks of everyone, An Changqiu, who was lying on the bed at the moment, sighed slightly, these people, there is really no one who knows, what is that Dapeng, the things here, the loss is so serious.

Seeing that everyone's emotions were almost aroused, An Changqiu sat up, hoping that this incident would make them always remember that in Huaguo, there was really a Dapeng, and there were really hundreds of thousands of meters of birds instead of him making it up.

An Changqiu, who sat up, quickly began to type fonts on the screen, and after a while, he released the content he had written.

Everyone on Weibo has been waiting on An Changqiu's Weibo, and the performance is even more like a real fan than a real fan, and An Changqiu's Weibo at this time immediately appeared in everyone's eyes.

"There is a fish in the north of the underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles, and it turns into a bird, its name is Peng, Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles, and it flies angrily, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. ”

When everyone saw this text, they were immediately stunned, what is this? Is it the previous painting? If this is the case, this paragraph seems to be extremely appropriate.

I don't know why, in the hearts of everyone, after seeing these words, they directly felt that this literary text was simply written for the painting, or should it be said that the two should belong to one and the same?

At this time, everyone looked at this literary text, and they were silent, but at this time, for some reason, their hearts began to stir, as if this literary text had some special magic.

Look at this text, look at the painting, everyone immediately made some new discoveries, not to mention, around the bird, there are indeed countless clouds, I didn't pay attention to it before, but now look at it, the clouds are under the cover of the bird, they are all shrinking countless times, as if the bird, it is really thousands of miles!

At this time, An Changqiu posted another Weibo, but this time, An Changqiu didn't write anything, just posted a picture, and that picture was a picture of a bird and a fish posted by the museum.

It's just that on the bird's body, it was outlined with some strokes, and at a glance, the bird's body was a Peng character!

When everyone saw this, they were immediately shocked, and they hurriedly found the Weibo posted by the museum, looked at the bird, and looked at the one posted by An Changqiu, which was exactly the same, in it, as long as you look carefully, there is indeed a Peng word, seeing this, everyone doesn't understand that An Changqiu has never lied from beginning to end.

This Dapeng was really written by that Zhuangzi! It's just that this Peng character is hidden in the bird, so no one has ever found it, but An Changqiu has found it, and then they have always thought that this is just An Changqiu for his own fame and fortune, so he installed it.

Now looking back at An Changqiu's Weibo, when your bird was written as Kun, everyone turned red, where would they manage so much at that time, they all felt that Zhuangzi would not write wrong, so it must be An Changqiu's fault.

In fact, neither of them is wrong, they are just at fault.

After confirming that this Dapeng really existed, everyone looked back at the classical Chinese, and suddenly there was a trace of emotion in their hearts, this classical Chinese was really written for the painting.

Look at that picture, looking at the classical Chinese sent by An Changqiu, even a fool can see that An Changqiu definitely didn't write anything wrong this time.

It's just that after seeing this text, I looked back at the poems written by An Changqiu, and a strong sense of picture immediately sprung up.

Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles! What a stormy momentum this is, and such scenes, in this literary language, and on that picture scroll, are all embodiments to the maximum!