Standing at the door of the classroom, Chen Su didn't say a word, his expression was in a trance, and he had long forgotten the original intention of coming.

Even when the onlookers dispersed, he didn't notice it at all. Even, when the students in the classroom came out, saw him, and respectfully called "Hello teacher", he did not respond at all.

And there he was, his face blank, and the words in his mouth.

Like a madman.

At this time, the students left one after another, Qian Hao picked up the textbook and walked towards the door with a smile on his face.

Today, it's an ordinary lesson, and it's not a textbook. However, he was satisfied, as if drinking ice water in the summer was full of coolness.

Even, the little in the literary world, he will be left behind.

Suddenly, he saw Chen Su outside the door, a little strange, why was the other party here at this time, and his expression was ...... Sluggish?

With doubts, he stepped forward and shouted twice, but Chen Su did not respond.

So, he had no choice but to raise his hand and shake it in front of him, and at the same time shouted in a loud voice: "Teacher Chen, Teacher Chen, why are you here?"

"Ah, ahem, it's okay, it's okay."

Chen Su woke up suddenly, coughed embarrassedly, and then pretended to be calm and said,

"It's not a class, the students didn't come, so I didn't worry about coming over to have a look."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I talked a little more in a moment of excitement. Teacher Chen, the students are gone, you should go to class quickly. ”

"Well, I know, I'll go first."

Chen Su's face was flat, as if it was not him just now. However, as soon as he turned around, he was exposed, his face showing a look of amazement, and his eyes were full of shock.

And in his mouth, he also recited the words again.

Qian Hao couldn't see it, and when he saw Chen Su leaving so plainly, he couldn't help but mutter, "What's the matter, the sun is coming out in the west?" Teacher Chen didn't say a word to me? ”

In the midst of muttering, he also turned to leave, contrary to Chen Su.

At this time, Chen Su stopped, looked back at Qian Hao's back, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Say two words to you?" With that way of university, you kid can be my teacher, and I still say you're ......."

Chen Su's reaction, words, etc., Qian Hao didn't know at all. And the "university" theory, he expected to cause some turmoil, but he didn't expect it to cause a storm so soon, and the turmoil would be so big.

After he finished the lecture, he didn't look for Chu Yao, so he hurried to Yanda.

When he came over, he posted a Weibo and lashed out at those guys in the literary world. With the urine nature of those guys, it is absolutely impossible to be indifferent.

Perhaps, they are now angry; Perhaps, they are madly attacking themselves; Or maybe......

He thought a lot, none of them were good, one was worse than the other. However, he did not have a sad face, but the more he thought about it, the stronger the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The Chinese literary world is seriously ill, if you don't take a dose of medicine, how can you turn the situation around? Although this kind of thing cannot be completed overnight, as long as you start to do it, there will always be a successful day.

If you don't do it, you'll never succeed!

As for expecting others, forget it...... Who else would dare to do this but me, and who else could do it? ”

This is not Qian Hao's arrogance, he didn't make a big fuss, but just stated a fact.

But all movements, whether political or cultural, especially cultural movements, are rarely accomplished by one person. Not to mention, in peacetime, to launch such a cultural movement. However, Qian Hao is not alone, he has a world as a backing.

In this way, who else is more suitable than him?

In fact, at the beginning, he didn't think about it so much, he just roared when he was angry.

Elegant and vulgar, who is elegant all his life, who has never been vulgar in his life?

Then, he didn't expect the cultural movement to come up, but he was angry with the people in the poetry world, especially the hypocritical Guo Fang, so he posted on Weibo to criticize them.

Even, even before coming to Mizuki's class, he posted a long Weibo, and he didn't have the idea of launching a cultural movement.

This idea suddenly came to him after he got out of class, when he got into the taxi and looked at the lights flying by outside the car window.

As soon as it is produced, it grows like spring grass.

At this moment, he has a lot of thoughts, and he thinks of many, many things, personal, social, and national......

No matter how noble a person is, there are times when he is selfish; No matter how despicable a person is, there are times when he is extremely noble.

What's more, what kind of ability you have, what kind of responsibility you should bear.

And reincarnated as a human being, Qian Hao does not want to live an ordinary life. Ordinary life, he has had enough in his previous life.

In this life, he wants to be the focus of the world.

Why is there no golden finger, for twenty years, he has also worked tirelessly? Why do you learn so much? Why do you make yourself so tired?

There is no other reason, in the final analysis, there is only one, I don't want to be ordinary anymore!

However, the cruelty of reality finally extinguished his blood until ......

It wasn't until he had hyperamnesia that this dream, or ambition, was revived in his heart.

Before, the road of literature, why did he plan? And, planning until the end?

Because at the end of the plan, he will become a great literary master who has never been seen before and who will never come after.

There was such a premise, coupled with the stimulation of the lesson just now, which gave him the idea of launching a cultural movement.

For myself, for the younger generations of students, and for the Chinese literary world...... In short, when this idea arose, he thought of too many reasons to convince himself.

So, he compromised himself.

Along the way, thinking about it, he was enthusiastic, his blood was boiling, and even his face was a little flushed.

It wasn't until he got off the taxi and the cold wind of December blew that he completely calmed down.

"This idea is not impossible, cultural movements, breaking the old and creating the new, avant-garde literature, flag bearers......"

When he returned to his bedroom, the thought was still swirling in his mind. It wasn't until he turned on the computer, logged on Weibo, and saw the situation on Weibo that the thoughts in his mind gradually disappeared.

"Mr. Guo De is right, this kind of person is not worthy of entering the literary world at all."

"Support Han Jingming, I finally said something today."

"The full text altar took action to boycott Qian Hao together."

"Well, I'm still not talking."

"Boycott Qian Hao, boycott Qian Hao!"

……

There is no need to swipe Weibo at all, because these guys are so good at playing, they are all Aite him. Therefore, as soon as he came up, he saw the words of Guo De, Han Jingming, Guo Fang and others, and the words were really worse than the other.

Especially Guo De, who posted a lot of Weibo, all of which criticized and abused him.

And his Weibo, the latest, said, "What, Qian Hao, are you going to be a turtle with a shrunken head?" Weren't you crazy just now? What, no words now? Why, don't dare to be presumptuous now......"

This Weibo is also Aithe, and tens of thousands of likes, retweets and comments, which is particularly popular.

Seeing this Weibo, and seeing that everyone was aite, Qian Hao couldn't help but squint his eyes, and replied with a sneer:

"Well, are you mistaken, did I say I wanted to enter the literary world? Sorry, I'm still young and don't need an altar wreath. ”