Black line, speechless, crash. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Before Xu Shaoyan's words fell, these three emotions had already swept the entire Tsinghua Auditorium.

From the leaders to the students, from the guests to the reporters, they were all stunned.

Praise Wang Zhenyan? I don't think this is what Xu Shaoyan can say!

Even normal people can't say it, Wang Zhenyan is worthless for arranging Xu Shaoyan!

Offstage, the students looked at each other, completely unable to understand Xu Shaoyan's thinking.

And according to Xu Shaoyan's understanding, shouldn't the method be to black Wang Zhenyan?

"What? Teacher Xu Shaoyan wants to compose a poem to praise Wang Zhenyan's love? Also great love, I'm not hallucinating, how is this possible! ”

"I think I'm also hallucinating, it's not bad that Teacher Xu Shaoyan didn't scold Wang Zhenyan to death, this old bastard!"

"Love? Still great? I think these adjectives are very ironic, Wang Zhenyan's pure hooligan, and great love? Teacher Xu Shaoyan is really enough! ”

"I want to find a piece of frozen tofu and crash to death!"

Tsinghua students complained, this doesn't seem like something Xu Shaoyan can get out of at all, okay?

And Wang Zhenyan, is that still love?

Is it okay to be a pure gangster?

Wang Zhenyan in the back rolled his eyes, and the knife flew straight towards Xu Shaoyan, what, Xu Shaoyan, do you know that you regret it now?

Are you going to please me, sing my praises, and then end up? You think beautifully, it's late!

I, Wang Zhenyan, am a Nobel Prize nominee, and I am the chairman of the Writers Association of the Republic! Offend me, do you think you can have a good life?!

Everyone thought that Xu Shaoyan was crazy and said that he regretted it, but Zhao Wenya in the audience felt an endless chill when she looked at Xu Shaoyan's harmless smile.

Xu Shaoyan is sometimes very heartless when he laughs, or he is more casual, or he is more ghostly, but the smile in front of him is obviously "premeditated"!

Xu Shaoyan must have thought about something good, and sure enough, he only listened to Xu Shaoyan slowly reciting:

"I would like to express my respect for Mr. Wang Zhenyan with this poem, titled: "Untitled".

After Xu Shaoyan finished speaking, the Tsinghua students squirted out a mouthful of old blood, Mr. Xu Shaoyan, you are enough, you are still untitled? We're all speechless, okay!

But Xu Shaoyan spoke again, and everyone listened quietly.

"Twenty-eight brides eighty lang, pale hair and red makeup."

Xu Shaoyan pointed out the age difference between Wang Zhenyan and his little wife, and the sentence of gray hair and red makeup instantly reminded people of the extremely old-fashioned and vulgar plot in the TV series: the evil landlord old coffin with an obscene and trivial face to marry a coquettish wife.

Everyone in the audience was covered with goosebumps.

"I'll go! Teacher Xu Shaoyan, you really sang praises, if you tell me that Wang Zhenyan has true love, I will turn black to you! ”

"The same powder turns black!"

But why do you think the poem doesn't taste right? It's not like a song, it always feels like it has a deep meaning. ”

"I feel that way, too."

The students pouted, but they listened.

Xu Shaoyan's voice is very clean, but with a clean and simple voice, if you want to talk about the "dirty marriage" of this old husband and young wife, the huge contrast in hearing is very strong.

However, Xu Shaoyan is Xu Shaoyan, and it is really impossible for him to sing praises to Wang Zhenyan.

After listening to the last two sentences, Xu Shaoyan's voice suddenly became a few points higher: "The mandarin duck is made into a double night, and a pear flower presses the begonia!" ”

“……”

Xu Shaoyan recited aloud, and almost everyone in the audience was surprised.

This verse ...... Sure enough!

In particular, the leaders of various colleges and universities are even more "speechless".

They suddenly remembered a sentence that Xu Shaoyan's fans described Xu Shaoyan: Please rest assured, your uncle will always be your uncle.

This Xu Shaoyan is really your uncle!

The mandarin duck is made into a double night, and a pear tree presses the begonia?

Hold the grass! How could Xu Shaoyan recite such a poem in the auditorium of Tsinghua University.

Needless to say, the mandarin duck quilt is inside, but what is a pear flower pressed begonia?

Pear blossom, white, that naturally refers to the white-haired husband, that is, Wang Zhenyan, the old man, begonia, red, brilliant and shy, that naturally refers to the red-faced young woman, Wang Zhenyan's squeamishness, and a "pressure" word, it is simply countless unspoken words!

The whole auditorium was full of "You're kidding me!" looked at Xu Shaoyan with an expression.

Is this a compliment to Wang Zhenyan? This is simply a high-grade black in the super god realm!

And the content of this poem is ......

"Damn! This is a lewd poem! Someone suddenly burst into foul language, Xu Shaoyan laughed on the stage and did not refute.

The original title of this poem is called "A Tree of Pear Flowers Presses Begonias", which is a work by Su Shi ridiculing his friend Zhang Xian for marrying an eighteen-year-old concubine at the age of eighty, but Xu Shaoyan changed one word and changed the original text of "Eighteen Brides and Eighty Langs" to "Twenty-eight Brides and Eighty Langs". But nothing else has been moved.

With this sound, I couldn't hold it back, looking at Xu Shaoyan's harmless smile, the entire Tsinghua auditorium laughed.

"Very good, this is very Xuyan!"

"Teacher Xu Shaoyan, you are too six!"

"Hahaha, you are really good, you actually recite such a 'style' poem in this Tsinghua auditorium! I'm going to laugh and cry! Hahahaha, what a pear flower pressed begonia! I'll share it as soon as I go out, it's so interesting! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm going to share it too! Teacher Xu Shaoyan, you are really enough! Hahaha, I'm going to laugh and cry! No more! I'm laughing to death! ”

The people in the audience laughed and leaned back, and the reporters didn't know how to write.

"Oh my God, does Xu Shaoyan know that this is the Tsinghua Auditorium, and he can actually say this kind of poetry?"

"Obviously, he knows, I went, how do I think Wang Zhenyan is compared with Xu Shaoyan, Xu Shaoyan should be the Nobel Prize nominee for literature, this literary attainment, Xu Shaoyan is obviously stronger than Wang Zhenyan is not a star and a half, it can be seen from this speech, Xu Shaoyan is more like a literati, this text comes out of his mouth, it can be used as chicken soup for the soul, and it can be used as a knife, gun and stick!"

"No wonder I can be an honorary professor of Tsinghua University, I am now convinced by Xu Shaoyan, that mouth and his literary attainments are really terrifying!"

Although the reporters said that they didn't know how to put pen to paper, their hands were crackling and the keyboard was neat.

On the stage, Wang Zhenyan looked at Xu Shaoyan, his face was already charcoal black.

"Xu Shaoyan! You...... You bunny! Wang Zhenyan patted the armrest of the seat and stood up, trembling and pointing at Xu Shaoyan.

"You little Wang Eight, yes, yes, you ......"

Wang Zhenyan was so angry that his whole body hurt, holding his heart, Wang Zhenyan's eyes suddenly turned white and he fainted. (To be continued.) )