Chapter 102: Plagiarism

Zhang Benxing has seen too many agitation methods, and his father has used no less than 100 methods.

There are also friends, sisters, sisters, etc., the agitation methods he has experienced are all unimaginable, and Gu Yu's agitation method is the primary of the primary.

But it just so happened that he was thinking that his words couldn't compare to Ye Yu's works, and it was nothing to write one more.

"Is that you?"

"Did you really write it?"

"Impossible!"

The people around quickly exclaimed, there are many people here who really understand the words, and they know how well this character is written, even if it can't be really valued, but they can also see that the value of this character is definitely not low.

It is unbelievable that such a word comes from the hands of such a young person.

"Uncle, this is your pen and ink, can you lend me it?"

Zhang Benxing looked at Dad Ye with a smile, and when he came just now, he also noticed that Dad Ye was writing, and the written words were given away.

"That's right, it's mine, you can use it as you like!"

Dad Ye was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly gave up his position, his paper was just ordinary rice paper, and his pen was not a particularly good pen, the value was not high, and the ink was average, which could not be compared with the one used by Zhang Benxing.

But Zhang Benxing didn't care at all, walked up and picked up the brush.

The moment he picked up the brush, his temperament changed fundamentally, and Zhang Benxing was not only confident at this time, but also had an indescribable coercion around him.

This kind of coercion is a talent who has been in a high position for a long time, and Zhang Benxing can have it, which makes many people feel really shocked.

"Wait!"

Zhang was just about to write, when the man next to Gu Yu suddenly shouted, he was Gu Yu's boyfriend Xie Zhan, who was currently working in a large state-owned enterprise, and was still a small leader in the middle and lower levels.

It is not easy to be a small leader of a large enterprise at this age.

He also doesn't know much about calligraphy, but he can look at people, his job is to look at people, Zhang Benxing's self-confidence and the faint coercion on his body made him feel wrong, he now believes that the words in front of him are written by this young man.

If he really wrote it, then it would be nothing if he wrote another one, but at that time, his girlfriend would be embarrassed, after all, everyone heard Gu Yu's agitation before.

Ye Yu, Gu Yu, Zhang Benxing, as well as Ye's father and Lao Gu all looked at him.

Xie Zhan stiffened, and then said: "Just now, Grandpa Gu and Uncle Ye are both using poetry to understand words, since you want to write, then follow the rules just now, compose poems first, and then write!"

Xie Zhan is not wrong about this, just now Dad Ye and Lao Gu were indeed composing poems and writing.

Those who like to write, also call themselves literati, and occasionally write a few poems, but there are few good poems, and it is difficult to get into the elegant hall, but it is no problem to entertain yourself.

Xie Zhan had no other way but to use poetry to embarrass Zhang Benxing first.

Whether he can be embarrassed or not, he doesn't care anymore, let's talk about it first.

"That's right, this is the word Uncle Ye gave me just now, it is a poem made by Uncle Ye himself!"

Gu Yu hurriedly accosted, just now she only cared about the radical general, and didn't think about what to do if this picture was really written by the young man in front of her, which would make her really a little worried.

"Then it's up to you to write poems!"

Zhang Benxing is still smiling, this is the first time he has encountered this situation of forcing him to write new poems, and people in the past only wanted his words, and they didn't care about what was written.

"The poems written by everyone today are all based on Mount Tai as the theme, so you can write with Mount Tai as the theme!"

Xie Zhan said again, when writing poems, you have to limit the theme.

But he was right, everyone wrote poems with the theme of Mount Tai just now, and there were really a few well-written poems, which were appreciated by everyone.

Xie Zhan has already gone to find a way back, the words are really not comparable, at least the poems can be compared, the best poems they wrote just now are Grandpa Gu.

"Tarzan!" Zhang Benxing frowned.

He hasn't been to Mount Tai, but he's seen some pictures, but he doesn't know about it, if he can write one or two poems else, but a place he hasn't been to, let him write, I'm afraid it's really not good.

Ye Yu also frowned, this Gu Yu, I already explained it to her last time, besides, don't you already have a boyfriend, why are you still following me everywhere to make trouble.

"Brother Ye, do you know how to write poetry?"

Zhang Benxing suddenly asked Ye Yu, Ye Yu raised his head sharply and looked at Zhang Benxing with wide eyes.

He has a certain understanding of Zhang Benxing, Zhang Benxing can write by himself, he will never ask him, at this time Zhang Benxing asked, it is estimated that this poem with the theme of Mount Tai really stumped him.

Writing poetry?

He will, but all he writes is limerick poems, not to mention the elegant hall, and the kitchen is not easy to enter, his limerick poems are written by Zhang Benxing, which will only ruin Zhang Benxing's words.

He really knows one of the poems related to Taishan.

But this poem is not new, it is old, and everyone knows that it has a high number of praises, and it is not a poem written by themselves, and it is not in their category of poetry and words.

His father used poetry to know how to write, and Ye Yu also knew that a few poems written by his father in the past had been specially shown off in front of him.

But the poem he had in mind was really good, and now he suddenly had a bold idea to make it his own.

"Okay, I'll compose the poem, you will write it!"

Glancing at Zhang Benxing, Ye Yu finally gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

Anyway, the master has done this kind of thing, and the master has also done it, so what can he do if he does it once? It's just that after discovering that the master was unreliable, he still swore that he wanted to be a reliable person.

Unexpectedly, I also have unreliable times.

Just do it if you want, Ye Yu closed his eyes, his consciousness dived into the golden body, and searched out all the poems and verses he knew.

There is a lot of information, there are more than a billion of texts and computers and all kinds of literal data records alone, and at least 80 million people around the world know this poem, and more than 400 million people know a few lines of poetry.

Gritting his teeth, all the content and memories of this poem were deleted.

Ye Yu could only say sorry to the original author, but fortunately, the original author was far away from now, and the people related to him had already died and could not affect the past history.

The memory of the dead does not need to be changed, and if even this needs to be changed, then it will change even more.

After deleting it, Ye Yu confirmed it again, and then his face twitched a few times.

Rao is usually a cheeky person, and he will feel a little embarrassed, this is plagiarism, or plagiarism.

And at this moment, the brains of the world's good memory people have unknowingly lost a little memory, and all the records about a poem in books and data have become something else, as if this poem has never appeared on the earth.