Chapter 3 First-class Indecency (Asking for Recommendation Votes)

Naturally, Yang Wei didn't come up with this pair, but peeked at his uncle's computer the day before yesterday, and thought it was good, so he memorized it.

Bold! It's not Wu Xie who is talking about it.

"Damn, the president is really good, I don't think I can even match the teacher."

"Don't say ten minutes, just give me a day, no, a month, I can't think of the next link."

"I'll go, if this guy can play the next link, I'll eat Xiang live!"

There was a lot of discussion among the members of the nearby literary club.

Wu Xie grinned, isn't this pair the pair used by Stephen Chow in the movie "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance" with the staff general!

This pair may be difficult for others, but when this film was popular, Wu Xie, who was sick in the second middle school, did not miss these pairs, one to pick up girls, and the other to scold people.

"Ten minutes is a short time!" Wu Xie grinned.

"Why is it too short?" The corners of Yang Wei's mouth twitched slightly, and Wu Xie's relaxed smile gave him an inexplicable pressure, as if this was very simple for him.

It's impossible, my uncle is the vice chairman of the Qingjiang Writers Association, and he didn't come out after thinking about it for 2 days. He was only a few years old, how could he possibly come out.

Yes, he must be pretending to be calm!

"Ten minutes is too long. I can match this pair in ten seconds. ”

The onlookers suddenly couldn't stand it, they had seen someone pretending to be X, but they had never seen someone pretending to be X like this.

"Yo, I saw that the cows were blown up to the sky by you."

"You're right. I'm still saying that. If you come out, I'll eat live streaming. ”

"Then I'll wait for you to eat Xiang live!" Wu Xie blinked and said: "Listen, Xialian is ten rooms and nine poor, and he gets eight taels and seven dollars, six cents, five mansions and four cents, and he is still half-hearted and first-class." ”

"Damn, how can you be so neat."

"The language is neat, the sentences are even, and the sentences are catchy, which is absolute."

A few members were even more in awe and applauded enthusiastically.

Damn, this guy is so good. My uncle can't be right, he's right. Can make this kind of pair, what broadcasting department to test, go to the Chinese department next door.

Yang Wei suddenly felt embarrassed, especially the four words "first-class obscenity" at the end, which seemed to poke into his heart.

"Wu Xie, this kind of obscenity, it can be said that it is a blow to the heart." Qian Wude blinked his eyes and hinted.

"Why did you get a blow to the heart?" Wu Xie understood and deliberately raised his voice.

"A certain classmate is really first-class and nasty. You don't know, he had 3 girlfriends at the same time, and he was thinking about three sports on Valentine's Day, but he didn't expect to be discovered by the three. Finally, he took away his clothes from the hotel. Somebody got out naked. ”

Yang Wei's face darkened.

Bai Bingbing's face was slightly red, and she was extremely embarrassed.

The nearby club members were so red that their faces turned red, and several girls' cheeks were bulging red, and finally they couldn't help but giggle.

The laughter and applause here were like magnets, attracting the attention of the students walking on the side of the road. After a while, the booth of the Qihang Literature Club was full of students who did not know the truth.

Five minutes later, the students who didn't know the truth silently recited Wu Xie's pair, and the praise was overflowing.

"Wu Xie, what kind of inferior link are you. It's bullshit at all. Yang Wei couldn't pull his head.

"That is, although the number of words in this lower link is equal, the structure is not the same, and the parts of speech are not relative, which is absolute." The dog leg beside Yang Wei said.

"Hey, it's really different."

"In that case, it's not very good. I thought our school was going to produce a great writer. ”

The masses who did not know the truth were soon bewitched by Yang Wei and others, and began to doubt the correctness of this link.

The corners of Yang Wei's mouth turned up, sure enough, he is still a college student who is easy to deceive, and a few words of bewitchment can shake their position.

Hmph, Wu Xie. I also want to enter the literary club to snatch back Bai Bingbing. Dream on, at least I'll give it to you when I've had enough.

"That's right!"

An abrupt and slightly old voice sounded, and the crowd of people who were talking about it suddenly stagnated, and then the old voice said.

"In terms of form, this pair is divided into two types: strict duality and wide duality. The former requires that the upper and lower sentences have the same number of words, the same organization, the parts of speech are relative, and the words cannot be used repeatedly. The latter only needs to be partially reached, and it doesn't have to be so strict. ”

"I see, I'll just say, this pair is so good, how can it not be neat."

Damn, who.

Yang Wei scolded his mother in his heart, and his eyes glared fiercely at the source of the sound. Anyway, he is a scholarly family, and he still has this little common sense, so he naturally knows that Wu Xie is a wide dual.

You must know that it took his uncle more than 40 hours to achieve wide duality, and Wu Xie took less than ten seconds to match.

Naturally, he was unbalanced.

"That's right, young man. How did you come to the Broadcasting School in the School of Chinese? Yan Xuesen's figure crossed the crowd.

"Sorry, sir, I'm not from the Chinese Academy, I'm from the Broadcasting Academy." I was worried that no one was popularizing the common sense of duality, and I didn't expect Yan Xuesen from the Chinese Academy to make a brilliant appearance.

Yan Xuesen is a well-known local scholar in Qingjiang City, a lifelong honorary president of the Writers Association, and his students are either famous contemporary poets or lyricists.

The weight of what such a person says.

"What?"

Yan Xuesen pushed his reading glasses. When will the students of the broadcasting academy be able to match this kind of pair? This is like learning cross talk to become the best singer in the singing industry, and singers have become the best at cross talk.

"It's a pity, it......'s a pity," Yan Xuesen shook his head silently, how could such a good seedling learn broadcasting, "At that time, if you filled in the volunteer and chose our Chinese department, maybe it would be the eighteenth apprentice of the old man." ”

"What, Teacher Yan actually moved the idea of accepting apprentices. How good this pair is. ”

"Memorize it quickly, I feel that our old Zhang family's scolding book is going to have one more classic."

"Originally, I also complained that I was pulled down by my classmates and scolded for not doing my job. Now that I see the pair that even Teacher Yan praises, I will sue them when I go back, learn the essence of this pair, and don't sit in the well and watch the sky. ”

Yang Wei was also stunned.

Others may not know Yan Xuesen well, but he knows it.

Yan Xuesen, one of the few great literary heroes still alive in China, the extant "My Moon, My Heart", "Cultural Music Travel" and "Three Hundred Poems" have been translated into eight Chinese languages.

Mr. Yan's books are often out of stock after half a year on the market, and he is the author with the highest royalty in Qingjiang City.

Take his uncle as an example, although he is the vice chairman of the Qingjiang Writers Association, he has a high reputation and has a lot of connections in the cultural circle. But he is not Teacher Yan's apprentice, and he is not worthy of carrying shoes.

I heard that the chairman of this year's Chinese Writers Association is a student of Mr. Yan.

Although Bai Bingbing didn't understand who the old man in front of him was, he could also hear that this old man was very weighty, at least even people like Yang Wei didn't dare to say that this pair was not neat.

Could it be that after breaking up with me, I was stimulated and stimulated the literary cells in my body.