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Chapter 173 Praising the Chairman of the Writers' Association's "Law Poetry"

Black line, speechless, collapse.

These three emotions swept the entire Tsinghua University auditorium before Xu Shaoyan finished speaking.

From the leaders to the students, from the guests to the reporters, everyone was stunned.

Praise Wang Zhenyan?I don't think Xu Shaoyan can say this!

Even a normal person wouldn't be able to tell, but Wang Zhenyan made Xu Shaoyan so worthless!

Under the stage, the students looked at each other, unable to understand Xu Shaoyan's thinking at all.

And according to Xu Shaoyan in their understanding, shouldn't the approach be to blackmail Wang Zhenyan?
"What? Teacher Xu Shaoyan wants to compose a poem praising Wang Zhenyan's love? It's a great love. Am I hallucinating? How is this possible!"

"I think I'm also hallucinating. Teacher Xu Shaoyan didn't scold the old bastard Wang Zhenyan to death!"

"Love? Is it great? I think these adjectives are very ironic. Wang Zhenyan's pure hooligan, but also great love? Teacher Xu Shaoyan is really enough!"

"I want to find a piece of frozen tofu to kill me!"

Tsinghua students complained, this doesn't seem like something Xu Shaoyan can get out of, okay?
And is Wang Zhenyan still in love?
Is pure hooliganism okay?
Wang Zhenyan rolled his eyes from behind, and his eyes flew straight at Xu Shaoyan. Why, Xu Shaoyan, do you know that you regret it now?

Are you planning to curry favor with me and sing praises to me and end up with it?You have a good idea, it's too late!
I, Wang Zhenyan, am a Nobel Prize nominee, and I am also the chairman of the Republic Writers Association!Offend me, do you think you can have a good life? !
Everyone thought Xu Shaoyan was crazy and said he regretted it, but Zhao Wenya in the audience felt an endless chill when he saw Xu Shaoyan's harmless smile.

Sometimes when Xu Shaoyan smiles, he is heartless, casual, or wild, but the smile in front of him is obviously "premeditated"!

Xu Shaoyan must have planned something good, and sure enough, Xu Shaoyan recited slowly:
"I would like to express my respect to Mr. Wang Zhenyan with this poem. The title is "Untitled."

After Xu Shaoyan finished speaking, the students of Tsinghua University spurted a mouthful of old blood, Teacher Xu Shaoyan, you are enough, you still have no questions?We are all speechless, okay?
But when Xu Shaoyan spoke again, everyone still listened quietly.

"Twenty-eight brides, eighty men, with pale hair and red makeup."

Xu Shaoyan pointed out the age difference between Wang Zhenyan and his concubine when he opened the article. His sentence of white hair and red makeup made people instantly think of the clichéd and vulgar plot in the TV series: the old coffin of the evil landlord has a wretched and wretched face. The plot of marrying a beautiful wife.

Everyone in the audience was covered in goose bumps.

"I'll go! Teacher Xu Shaoyan, you're really singing the praises. If you tell me that Wang Zhenyan has true love, I will turn your fan into a black fan!"

"Same fans turn black!"

"But why do you feel that the taste of this poem is not quite right? It doesn't seem like a tribute, and I always feel that it has a deep meaning."

"I feel the same way."

The students pouted, but still listened.

Xu Shaoyan's voice was very clean, but with a clean and pure voice, if he were to talk about the "dirty marriage" of the old couple and young wife, the huge contrast in hearing was very strong.

However, Xu Shaoyan is Xu Shaoyan, so it is really impossible for him to praise Wang Zhenyan.

After hearing the last two sentences, Xu Shaoyan's voice suddenly became a little louder: "Mandarin ducks are trapped in a double night, and a pear tree crushes crabapples!"

"..."

Xu Shaoyan recited aloud, and almost everyone in the audience was surprised.

This poem... Sure enough!

Especially the leaders of the colleges and universities are "speechless".

They suddenly remembered what Xu Shaoyan fans said about Xu Shaoyan: Please rest assured, your uncle will always be your uncle.

This Xu Shaoyan is really your uncle!
A mandarin duck is trapped in a double night, and a pear tree crushes a crabapple?

Hold the grass!How could Xu Shaoyan read such lines in the auditorium of Tsinghua University?

It goes without saying that mandarin ducks are covered with begonias, but what is a pear tree pressing a crabapple?
Pear blossoms, white ones, naturally refer to the white-haired husband, that is, the old man Wang Zhenyan, and Begonia, red ones, bright and shy, naturally refer to the beautiful young women, Wang Zhenyan's squeamishness, and the word "pressure" , It is simply a lot of unsaid words!

Everyone in the auditorium looked at Xu Shaoyan with expressions like "You are fucking kidding me!"

Is this a compliment to Wang Zhenyan?This is simply a high-level black in the realm of super gods!
And the content of this poem...

"Damn! This damn is a lewd poem!" Someone suddenly swears, Xu Shaoyan laughed on the stage and did not refute.

It’s not an obscene poem, but the content is definitely not elegant. The original title of this poem is "A Pear Blossom Presses the Begonia". The concubine's work, but Xu Shaoyan changed a word, changing the original "eighteen brides and eighty men" into "twenty-eight brides and eighty men".But the other words did not move.

This utterance couldn't be stopped. Seeing Xu Shaoyan's harmless smile, everyone in the Tsinghua University auditorium laughed.

"Very good, this is Xu Shaoyan!"

"Teacher Xu Shaoyan, you are too six!"

"Hahaha, you are really good at reciting such 'style' poems in this auditorium of Tsinghua University! I am about to cry from laughter! Hahahaha, what a pear tree pressing down on a begonia! I will share it as soon as I get out, too Interesting!"

"Yes, yes, I want to share it too! Teacher Xu Shaoyan, you are enough! Hahaha, I'm going to cry from laughter! I can't do it! I laughed so hard!"

The audience laughed so hard that the reporters didn't know how to write.

"My God, does Xu Shaoyan know that this is the Tsinghua University Auditorium, and that he can say such poems?"

"Obviously he knows, I went, why do I think Wang Zhenyan is compared with Xu Shaoyan, Xu Shaoyan should be the nominee for the Nobel Prize in Literature, this literary attainment, Xu Shaoyan is obviously better than Wang Zhenyan, not a star, it depends on what you say It can be seen that Xu Shaoyan is more like a literati, and the words coming out of his mouth can be used as chicken soup for the soul, as well as swords, guns and sticks!"

"It's no wonder that I can be an honorary professor of Tsinghua University. I admire Xu Shaoyan now. His mouth and his literary accomplishments are so terrifying!"

Although the reporters said they didn't know how to write, their hands were crackling and typing on the keyboard.

On the stage, Wang Zhenyan looked at Xu Shaoyan, his face was already charcoal black.

"Xu Shaoyan! You...you bastard!" Wang Zhenyan slapped the armrest of the seat and stood up, pointing at Xu Shaoyan tremblingly.

"You little Wang Ba, okay, okay, you..."

Wang Zhenyan was so angry that his whole body hurt. Holding his heart, Wang Zhenyan's eyes suddenly turned white and he passed out.

(End of this chapter)