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Chapter 35
Zheng Wen slapped his head fiercely, and when he looked up, he found Wei Laozheng looking at him suspiciously.

Zheng Wen took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Wei Laodao:

"Teacher, I have something to ask for your advice today. There are two poems on this piece of paper. The students dare not comment on it. I want the teacher to help me read it."

"Oh?"

Old Wei glanced at Zheng Wen in surprise. He knew the level of his proud disciple. Seeing Zheng Wen's solemn expression, he knew that he was not joking. Even he didn't dare to comment on the poem. Very extraordinary, Wei Lao opened the paper curiously.

The first thing that catches the eye is the "Haiyan".

"On the boundless sea, dark clouds are gathered by strong winds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, petrels are flying proudly like black lightning."

Just seeing the first sentence, Wei Lao realized the extraordinaryness of "Haiyan", and his face became a little dignified, creating a tense and turbulent atmosphere from the beginning.

"The petrel screamed and flew, like black lightning, piercing the dark clouds like an arrow, and its wings picked up the spray of the waves."

"It has long heard sleepiness from the wrath of thunder. It is convinced that dark clouds cannot cover the sun, yes, they cannot!"

"Storm! The storm is coming! This is the brave petrel, flying proudly above the roaring sea, amidst the lightning; this is the victorious prophet crying: Let the storm come more violently!"

If "Haiyan" made Wei Lao see a picture of a desperate struggle against oppression, then "Qinyuan Chunxue" shocked Wei Lao far more than that.

"The scenery of the northern country is frozen for thousands of miles, and snow drifts for thousands of miles."

The opening chapter sings and enters, and the writing is extraordinary, summarizing the severe winter snow scene of most of China, and the next few sentences are full of east and west, north and south, up and down, inside and outside, and the writing is powerful.

The second film of the poem writes about the vast time, Qin Huang Han Wu, Taizong Gaozu, Mao Dun Shanyu, objectively and fairly evaluated their strengths and weaknesses, and then naturally launched the "all the past, counting the romantic figures, and looking at the present" infinite pride.

After reading the two poems, Mr. Wei couldn't help but close his eyes. Even Mr. Wei couldn't comment lightly on such good poems.

After a while, Mr. Wei opened his eyes, took out a pen from his pocket, and wrote a sentence on the paper.

"There are first-class arms, first-class knowledge, and first-class good poems." Then he handed it to Zheng Wen, without saying a word
Zheng Wen took a look at it with both hands, and took a deep breath. He didn't expect his teacher to give such a high evaluation to these two poems. You must know that with his teacher's status in the cultural world, countless dignitaries asked for a calligraphy treasure. But not available, this is the case for a single word, not to mention such a high evaluation.

Even if it is yourself, the teacher has never commented like this, right?
"Xiao Zheng, I don't know who wrote these two poems? I really want to discuss with such a great talent. I am ashamed to say that I am the president of the Poetry Association. I will definitely not be able to write such a good poem in this life." word."

Seeing Mr. Wei looking at him expectantly, Zheng Wen couldn't help but wryly smiled and said:

"To tell you the truth, I don't know who the authors of these two poems are."

Mr. Wei nodded, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face. Seeing this, Zheng Wen hesitated and said:

"However, I should be able to find a way to get in touch."

Boss Wei was overjoyed.

"Xiao Zheng, if you get in touch, be sure to introduce me."

"Okay, teacher, actually I still have two poems by this man."

Old Wei was taken aback when he heard the words, there are still two songs?

"Quick, show me quickly."

Zheng Wen took out another piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Elder Wei.

Wei Lao opened it carefully as if he had found a treasure, and he took a deep breath when he saw it.

"This, is this anti-poetry?"

"When autumn comes, September [-]th, when my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will kill, and the fragrant fragrance will penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be covered with golden armor."

Wei Lao was fascinated by it. For a literati, seeing a good work, this kind of spiritual pleasure is indescribable.

"Okay, a good one will be Ling Jueding, looking at all the mountains and small ones."

Mr. Wei stood up suddenly, his face flushed, and he said excitedly.

Seeing this, Zheng Wen hurriedly stood up and said, "Teacher, you are not in good health, so please don't get excited."

Only then did Old Wei breathe a sigh of relief, turned his head, glanced at Zheng Wen's pocket and said, "Xiao Zheng, is there any more?"

Hearing this, Zheng Wen said in embarrassment, "It's gone."

Old Wei was a little disappointed when he heard the words, shook his head and said:

"Xiao Zheng, you must find a way to contact this great talent. Such great talent must be recruited into our Poetry Association."

Seeing that Zheng Wen was in a daze, Old Wei smiled and said bitterly: "Don't think I'm too hasty, it's just that the imperial literary world has shown a trend of being inactive in recent years, not to mention that the cultural exchange conference of the empire is about to be held. It was also necessary.”

Hearing this, Zheng Wen finally understood, no wonder Zheng Wen was surprised.

You must know that due to the long-term emphasis on culture in the empire, until now, the culture of the empire has a complete hierarchy. Both authors and poets have their own ratings, which are divided into ten levels in total. If you can become a member of the big association, you must be a member of the fifth grade or above, and you need to have a certain reputation. Although judging from these few poems, the author who wrote these poems is undoubtedly a ghost, but Zheng Wen knows that the author of these poems is a pure newcomer who writes online articles, and his reputation is a little bit bad. He is afraid that if he enters the Poetry Association and will not be recognized by the public, it will damage Wei's reputation.

Now, after listening to Elder Wei's thoughts, I think that the empire has been at a disadvantage in the cultural exchange conference in recent years. Forget about the Western countries headed by the United States, even some of the empire's affiliated countries actually overwhelmed the younger generation of the empire in the cultural exchange conference. He couldn't lift his head anymore, which made the older generation of imperial literati very angry. There is no doubt that Mr. Wei is the representative of the older generation of literati. Thinking of this, Zheng Wen had no choice but to keep silent.

Seeing that Zheng Wen understood what he meant, Mr. Wei felt quite relieved. As the saying goes, people become mature with age. He is not a rotten Confucian. He should be flexible when it is time to be flexible. Standing still is just a way of self-destruction. Seeing that Zheng Wen wanted to understand, he didn't say much, as if he had thought of something, and changed the topic:

"Xiao Zheng, I heard that you were invited to be a judge in the National Youth Literature Writing Contest some time ago?"

Seeing Zheng Wen nodding, Old Wei said seriously:

"In recent years, I have also heard about youth literature competitions. Some people have no literati arrogance at all. I don't care about these people, but you are my disciple. You must be fair and fair to be a judge this time. Young people from the empire A generation cannot be destroyed!"

When Zheng Wen heard this, his face was solemn and he said:

"Don't worry, teacher, this disciple will not disappoint you."

Only then did Old Wei nodded in satisfaction and said, "Let's not talk about that, come on, let's eat first, and we two have a drink."

When Zheng Wen came out from Wei's hometown, it was already [-] o'clock in the evening. When he got home, Zheng Wen turned on his computer, logged into the Poison Bar forum, and sent a reply.

"With first-class arms and first-class knowledge, Si has first-class good poetry——Wei Shu."

Zheng Wen has always been very famous in the poison bar forum, and many netizens have followed Zheng Wen. When Zheng Wen's "Dr. Tea Water" ID posted a post, it immediately attracted countless people to watch.

"It's worthy of being a thief. Even the doctors boast that the thief has first-class arms and first-class knowledge, so that he can write first-class good poems."

"Look upstairs, this is Wei Shuwei's comment."

"Brother, newcomer, I would like to ask all experienced gentlemen to clarify my doubts. Who is Wei Shu?"

"Upstairs, are you here to make a joke? Most of Wei Shuwei doesn't know him. He is the honorary president of Yanjing University in the imperial capital. Keep the formation downstairs."

"The Taishan Beidou of the literary world."

"Former President of the Imperial Writers Association."

"The current president of the Imperial Poetry Association."

"Winner of the Empire State Medal for highest literary achievement."

"I'll go, it's so fierce, and the thief is also fierce. Such a master is full of praise for the poems of the thief."

As soon as Wei Lao's comments came out, Ye Chen's poems became famous immediately, but this time they were not famous on the Internet, but also in the imperial literary circle.

Origin Chinese website.

Ye Chen refreshed the webpage again, and finally saw that his "Shading the Sky" topped the new book list again, Ye Chen was relieved, and a smile appeared on his mouth.

What makes Ye Chen even more happy is that with this style and its own quality, "Tomb of the Gods" has also appeared on the new book list, and is now ranked fourth.

Ye Chen opened his book review area again, looked at the opinions of book friends in the book review area, picked out a few meaningful book review replies, and prepared to continue typing.

At this moment, Ye Chen found that his penguin number was beating. It was sent by a stranger whose ID was "Dr. Tea Water" in his book friend group of "Shading the Sky". Since he was a book friend, Ye Chen clicked on it. information.

"Excuse me, are you the author of "Shading the Sky"?"

"I'm."

"Hi, I'm Zheng Wen, a professor of the Chinese Department of Yenching University in the imperial capital. I have something I want to discuss with you. Could you give me your contact information?"

Ye Chen was taken aback, and immediately realized that he had met a liar, but this liar was really stupid, he actually said that he was a professor at Yanjing University in the imperial capital, Ye Chen thought it was a bit funny, a professor at Yenching University would be too idle to look at him web text?He came out to be a liar without any technical content, Ye Chen ignored him, blocked this person casually, and continued to start his own code word career.

Yanjing.

Zheng Wen looked at the computer screen in a daze. He tried his best to get Ye Chen's contact information from the Poison Forum administrator, but he suddenly ignored him. He couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.

"It must be because he's too busy." Zheng Wen comforted himself, feeling something was wrong, so he turned off the computer and prepared to rest.

Ye Chen didn't know what kind of opportunity he had missed. It was three o'clock in the morning when he coded, and he finished uploading today's chapters. He even prepared and set up a scheduled release for tomorrow's recommendation. Ye Chen just went to bed to rest, recharge his energy and prepare for tomorrow's game.

(End of this chapter)