Chapter 60 The Proud Bones, the Clear Stream of the World

Ridiculed Han Rui in the comments of Han Rui's blog post?

The brain is really funny. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In an instant, several legendary 'everyone' were drowned half to death by the spitting stars.

"To be honest, a person who is famous for writing online novels has such a high ability to compose poems and music? It's really food for thought! ”

Xie Jian, an outstanding figure in the poetry world of the younger generation, is much smarter, and directly posted on Weibo.

There was no specific person between the lines, but everyone could see that he was ironizing Han Rui.

At the same time, Xie Jian is also very smart, and he never mentioned Han Rui's rescue in Erhai.

Even so, Han Rui's fans were furious and ran to Xie Jian's Weibo to scold.

Netizen: "Yo, isn't this thank you?" Thank you, this is going to be a "collection of nonsense" again? ”

Netizen: ""Wind Flower Collection" = "Nonsense Collection", upstairs is good! ”

Netizen: ""Wind Flower Collection" should be equal to "Crazy Words", right? ”

Netizen: "Haha, it's unfortunate, I also read his last "Crazy Talk, Nonsense Collection", and it really has to be full of nonsense, crazy talk." What's seeing one bird, no, seven, eight birds. 'Can this be poetry?' I was thundered. ”

Netizen: "That's right, thank you for really refreshing my understanding of poetry and songs!" ”

Netizen: "A vulgar person who knows what it means to appreciate?" Enjoy your web novels and go ahead! ”

Netizen: "That's it, the beauty of our poetry, can laypeople like you understand?" ”

Netizen: "Phew, God's poem, simple and atmospheric, beautiful and heroic!" It is the Tang and Song dynasties, which were famous for their ancient poems, and these two poems are also famous! ”

Netizen: "That's right, on the top floor!" ”

Netizen: "My God's writing, absolutely no negotiation, dare to question my God?" Crush you every minute 'Xie Xiaoniao' believe it or not! ”

Netizen: "9494! ”

……

Xie Jian's last work "Wind Flower Collection" was instantly sprayed by Han Rui's fans.

It was even called "Nonsense Collection" and "Crazy Talk Collection" by netizens.

was so angry that Xie Jian jumped his feet again and again!

There is even a small poem called "Little Bird" in Xie Jianwen.

The original text goes something like this:

I saw

A bird

No

Xu is seven or eight birds

It completely thundered netizens, and they all complained that this was written by a primary school student, or was it too profound? It's really foggy and you don't understand anything.

Today, it was actually taken out to ridicule Xie Jian.

Even netizens directly called Xie Jian 'Xie Xiaoniao'.

However, after all, he is an outstanding poet of the younger generation, and Xie Jian actually has a lot of fans.

Well, there are at least tens of thousands on Weibo.

Of course, compared with the number of fans like Han Rui, who is not far behind top superstars, it is really not worth mentioning.

Han Rui's fans are based on tens of millions!

So the scolding war on the Internet is almost one-sided.

This also made Xie Jian extremely angry.

At the same time, several of Xie Jian's friends also stood up.

Xie Jian has a wide range of friends, including writers and poets.

Huaxia has always been known for its ********.

Known for its vast network of relationships.

A trivial and inadvertent incident may detonate into a full-scale war.

It seems that Han Rui's many fans have made Han Rui's influence on Weibo unprecedentedly strong by himself.

Many literati who hold their own identities and think that they are old are a little overwhelmed by Han Rui's sudden rise and 'arrogance'.

So, there was the first person to speak out to mock Han Rui and the north of the end of the world.

took out "Piao Miao" again to talk about things.

There are one and there are two, since someone has taken the lead.

Then, everyone will start to criticize Han Rui from all aspects.

The old saying is repeated.

It actually triggered a war to block online texts again.

This was something that no one expected.

I have to say that in the barren, old, stubborn, and feudal Chinese literary world, it is so difficult to carry out a different innovation and let the rise of online literature.

……

is eating dinner with Chen Jingyun.

Han Rui's phone rang again.

"God, someone jumped out again to do the right thing......"

Han Rui took the phone.

It's the sky.

On the phone, Changkong described everything that had just happened to Han Rui in detail.

ushered in Han Rui's long silence.

"Got it."

Han Rui hung up the phone.

Looking at the table full of delicate and delicious side dishes, Han Rui lost interest for a while.

He couldn't imagine that the water in this literary world and this circle was so deep?

Why can't online articles have a place to live?

The glasses, which had been cleaned, were filled again.

Drink it all.

Fill it up again.

Drink it all again.

So repeatedly, a pound of liquor quickly went down.

Chen Jingyun's eyes were full of distress, she didn't know what was going on, and she bit her lip and didn't know how to persuade her.

It wasn't until Han Rui opened another bottle of liquor.

Chen Jingyun reached out and pressed Han Rui's wine glass.

He shook his head at Han Rui.

Being in a bad mood does affect the amount of alcohol, Rao is already very human physique has been strengthened, and it actually makes Han Rui feel a little drunk.

"Well, I don't drink it."

Han Rui patted Chen Jingyun's hand.

Entered the study.

A poem came to mind at the right time.

It is Li Bai's "Difficult to Walk".

Oh, yes.

Why is it so hard?

Han Rui smiled bitterly, and he could faintly understand Li Bai's mood.

Appear on Weibo.

"The golden bottle of sake is ten thousand, and the jade plate is ten thousand dollars.

I couldn't eat when I stopped throwing my cup, and I was at a loss when I drew my sword and looked around.

If you want to cross the Yellow River and ice congestion river, you will climb the snow-filled mountains of Taihang.

Idle fishing on the blue river, suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun.

It's hard to walk! It's hard to walk! Many divergent roads, where are you now?

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea.

- Difficult to walk"

After Han Rui finished posting, he no longer paid attention to any comments on the Internet, sleepy, tired, and tired.

Go to sleep.

Han Rui went back to the bedroom with a little drunkenness.

Fall asleep upside down.

At the door of the bedroom, Chen Jingyun leaned against the door, looking at Han Rui who was asleep, her brows furrowed.

I went and fetched a basin of water.

Gently took off Han Rui's coat.

Silently, he took a towel for Han Rui and wiped it down.

The movements were careful and gentle, for fear of waking Han Rui up.

She is cold, gentle and gentle, which is really incomparable to anyone.

……

"Chinese literary circles, ah......"

Zhao Hanqing sat in the study, browsing the comments on the Internet, shaking his head and sighing.

I don't know if I'm really sighing in the Chinese literary world.

Or sigh online literature.

Or Han Rui?

Suddenly.

The Weibo north of the end of the world has actually been updated.

Zhao Hanqing was stunned.

If you look closely, it turns out to be a poem.

The poems north of the world, he read.

The boldness, heroism, and feelings of the first two songs shocked him, an old man.

What kind of character is Zhao Hanqing?

How could he have no vision?

Those two songs alone are enough to be famous and passed down through the ages.

Xie Jian jumped out to sarcastically mock Han Rui, whether he was looking for someone to ghostwrite is also understandable.

Because, it's so well written.

It's like a student who usually performs and has a slightly higher average academic performance in his class, and suddenly got a national champion in the college entrance examination.

I'm afraid that everyone's first reaction will be cheating, right?

I don't think he's really 'capable'.

This is the human heart.

To be honest, even Zhao Hanqing was shocked by those two poems, let alone others.

Now Han Rui directly replied with a poem.

The meaning of this can be imagined.

Who knew that Zhao Hanqing and his party watched it one by one, and their hearts were even more like a stormy wave.

"Hard to Walk"!

Poetry and ambition!

"What a 'long wind and waves, there will be a time, straight to the clouds and sails to the sea!' What a song "Difficult to Walk"! I'm underestimating you! ”

Zhao Hanqing was full of emotion.

Terrible!

At this moment, after Cao Zhizhi of Southern Normal University read Han Rui's poem, he also silently closed Weibo.

Silence.

The quarrel on the Internet also seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

……

Yanjing, in an old courtyard.

An old man with white hair sits in a wheelchair and basks in the sun.

He smiled and listened to what the young man on the side said.

That young man, it's actually the sky!

"Second grandfather, this is the thing. You see, this is a poem made by others, how about it? I don't think it's worse than you! ”

Changkong took out the tablet, and the old man was dazzled, so he adjusted the font to the maximum.

Let the old man see clearly.

"Kanataru sake ......"

The old man looked at it and read it aloud.

The more he thought about it, the more the essence in the old man's eyes grew.

The more mentally equipped.

In the end, he even squinted his eyes and shook his head to savor it.

Changkong also stood aside and stopped talking.

However, looking at this posture, Changkong knows that this thing is done!

He knows the character of the second grandfather.

It's a blessing that God can write such a masterpiece to fight back in this moment's effort.

It's just amazing!

Otherwise, it would be impossible to come here to rescue the soldiers by yourself.

Thinking about it, Changkong admired Han Rui even more.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

It took more than ten minutes for the old man to wake up, and then suddenly frowned and asked.

poems, he read.

He also understands the meaning of the poem.

He knew that his little grandson must have something to say.

Chang Hollow Dao was really like this, and then he was busy telling the story of the matter over and over again.

"Nonsense!"

Listening to this, the old man became more and more angry, slapped his thigh, and spit out two heavy characters in his mouth.

All of a sudden, it was very powerful.

A few minutes later.

Ji Xiangshi, an eighty-six-year-old Taishan Beidou-level master in the domestic poetry world, posted an unprecedented post on Weibo.

"Proud bones, the clear stream of the world."

Eight words, nothing else.

But at this moment, anyone who cares can see what's going on.

Ji Lao is angry.

The arrogant Zheng Zheng said that it is north of the end of the world, that is, Han Rui.

Not afraid of gossip, not afraid of a difficult future, he is a good young man.

Although the clear stream of the world also praised Han Rui, he was ironic of the people who stood up to criticize Han Rui.

Han Rui is the clear stream of the world, so what about them? Those who jumped out with jealousy of Han Rui.

Turbidity!

In a word, it has been said thoroughly in today's poetry world.

It's turned over.

Ji Lao's words were like a slap in everyone's faces, and it was impossible to refute them.

Moreover, what is even more interesting is that while Ji Lao scolded the current poetry world, he also insinuated the literary world, which is quite deep!

Who is Ji Xiangshi!

That was the praise of the No. 1 of the year, the leader of the entire Chinese poetry circle, and the figure who is still known as the first poet in China.

A poem north of the end of the world alarmed Ji Lao.

This seems to be something that no one can imagine, but look at Han Rui's poems again.

It's as if everything is so deserved.

That's right, the white-haired old man in a wheelchair is Ji Xiangshi.

Changkong borrowed Han Rui's poems this time to help Han Rui move out of a big rescue.

A poem that makes many people sigh.

And Ji Lao's words, Ji Lao's eight words, directly made many people who were sarcastic about Han Rui before silently delete their previous Weibo.