"I am a peerless man, the first son of the ages, who dares to disagree?"

"I'm not convinced, what are you Hao, it's obviously me Hao."

"Wrong, it's the floating Hao, the floating Hao, they are a couple."

In the post bar, posts of praise and ridicule continue to emerge. And the relationship between Qian Hao and An Fusheng is the focus of their ridicule.

"I'll bet a dime, Qian Hao and An Fusheng are definitely good friends."

"I bless them, after all, I'm not a girl."

"No, how can my male god be a comrade, he is mine, he is mine, he is mine."

"Let's wash and sleep, the best CP of the year is out."

The performance of the Qiming Literary Society has ended, but the cultural festival continues, so Qian Hao and others have returned to the waiting area. And then......

"Haha, Qian Hao, An Fusheng, you guys take a look at the post, hahaha......"

Li Ke, who is usually quite a lady, suddenly burst into laughter for no reason, and everyone who laughed trembled. This lady is even more terrifying when she is demonic.

However, when they followed Li Ke's instructions and opened the post bar curiously, they all laughed. That laughter, don't be too joyful.

Only Qian Hao and An Fusheng had a dark face and looked at each other speechlessly.

"Damn, Fusheng, my reputation in this life has been ruined by you."

"Phew, obviously you ruined me!"

When the two were talking, Li Ke suddenly interjected, "Oh, it turns out that the rat is attacking, and the floating life is suffering~"

Burst!

Qian Hao and An Fusheng stumbled and almost fell to the ground. They cry out in their hearts, God, is this still a goddess? How could a goddess say such a thing?

However, when Li Ke saw their appearance, he laughed out loud again.

Finally, they recognized this fact, the goddess had gone by the yellow crane, and the place was empty of female nerves.

Regarding CP and engaging in the base, Qian Hao was already speechless. But it turns out that there is no most speechless, only more speechless.

No, Li Ke stopped laughing, and as soon as Qian Hao breathed a sigh of relief, Deng Xiang handed the phone to him faintly.

In the mobile phone, Yan Da posted it.

"You're mistaken, the mouse and Sima are the same team."

"No, the truth is far from being as simple as you think, I suspect that the mouse empathized and dumped Sima."

"The upstairs said yes, I took a photo of Sima watching the performance and leaving in disappointment. Don't say much, there are pictures and truths. ”

"Damn,, upstairs. Looking at this picture, Sima seems to have really fallen out of love. ”

"Ahh

Seeing the complaint of the post bar, Qian Hao almost vomited blood.

My Ni, my Ni, my Nima, is my Qian Hao such a person?

However, he vomited blood, and Li Ke beside him laughed again, "Hahaha, no, hahaha, amuse me, hahaha......"

As for An Fusheng, he was no longer depressed, and quipped: "Alas, it's really sad, it turns out that there are still people outside you."

Qian Hao was very sad and angry, and wanted to cry without tears, so he had to stop paying attention to this group of inhuman guys. But he did this, which made Li Ke smile even more.

is about to be happy and sad, just when Li Ke laughed at Qian Hao, the discussion in the post bar turned around again.

"You are wrong, Sima is sad for Goddess Li Ke."

", they have an intersection?"

"The landlord said nonsense, my goddess is innocent."

"Come on, you don't believe it, the landlord will pick it up for you. Without further ado, let's go straight to the picture. ”

"The landlord is right, the goddess came to find Sima that day, and then the two went hand in hand. Tsk, it seems that today the goddess has hooked up with Qian Hao again, so Sima is sad ......"

"Damn, the upstairs brain hole is so big!"

It was still Deng Xiang, handed over the phone, and then everyone saw the post......

Then, Qian Hao laughed, and Li Ke's face cooled down.

"Yo Yo, it turns out that Li Da Mei and Sima have a ......"

"With your size, you can say it again, see that I don't kill you."

"Hey, the gentleman doesn't move his hands. Ah, life-saving help! ”

"I am a woman, not a gentleman."

……

Stickers are all ridicule, but some QQ groups are not ridicule, such as a very special group.

Old guy.

The names of this group are very strange, but the people in them are not simple, almost all of them are masters of Chinese culture from the two major universities of Yan University and Shuimu.

At this time, they were discussing Qian Hao's poems.

"Old guys, the current teenager is really powerful, he actually made such poems!"

"Yes, a song of Yanqiu, a song that has not seen the ancients before, to be honest, my old guy was scared."

Just when everyone was amazed, Wang Xi jumped out again and said proudly: "How is it, my students of Yan University are amazing, right?" Hahaha, I just ask you if you are convinced? ”

"Hehe, Xiao Wang, you didn't teach it, what are you proud of?" As soon as Wang Xi finished speaking, Chu Ren came out.

When Wang Xi heard this, he immediately exploded, "What are you talking about, old urchin, this is our Yanda, why didn't I teach it?" ”

"Okay, okay, you guys don't quarrel."

"Cut, just your broken school, you have persuaded Qian Hao Xiaoyou to quit." Chu Ren continued.

Wang Xi was embarrassed and had nothing to say for a while. But after a while, he still stiffened his mouth and said, "Hmph, it's our Yan Da anyway."

"Huh!"

This time, Chu Ren just smiled. Seeing this, Wang Xi thought that Chu Ren had nothing to refute, and couldn't help but feel proud again.

However, how did he know that Chu Ren had already sent someone to hire Qian Hao to come to Shuimu as a teacher. This sentence is not because of inability to refute.

I have to say that traditional literati have problems such as being inferior to each other, especially young literati. But to truly comprehend traditional culture and become a generation of masters, their minds are very broad-minded.

They are rejuvenated and innocent in their hearts, just like old children. Of course, they are also gentle, knowledgeable, and willing to bring in their juniors.

Chu Ren is such a person, he turned off QQ, and looked at the ancients he had just transcribed, and he was immersed in it again.

"The ancients are not seen before, and the comers are not seen after; Thinking of the world and the world, I was alone and wept. What a poem, alas, how could I not have written such poems? ”

Like Chu Ren, Wang Xi was also studying the poem and was amazed.

Which two of them, many people in the old guy's group are studying this poem. Occasionally, someone posts their analysis and discusses it with others.

There are not many works that can be analyzed by this group of masters and discussed. If Qian Hao found out, he would be very excited. Of course, he will also take it for granted, because "Ascending Youzhou Terrace" is a poem sung through the ages in another world.

He didn't know, though.

The cultural festival is coming to an end, and he, Li Ke and others are also preparing to leave. However, just when he and An Fusheng were about to break up with everyone, Deng Xiang suddenly wanted to invite them to a meal, saying that it was an apology and thanks.

Under Deng Xiang's hospitality, Qian Hao naturally did not refuse.