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Chapter 127 Specializes in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction (first update)
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Everyone was dumbfounded watching the video, shocked, it was really shocking.

It is a stroke of genius that an ancient prose can be written so delicately and engrossingly.

People often say that this song should only exist in the sky, and how many times it can be heard in the world. Now this sentence should be changed to this article.

"Pipa Xing" is a masterpiece!
"Tell me this is not true, is Mr. Mu really a master of literature?"

"With his superb skills in ancient Chinese literature, he can be regarded as a master in Chinese literature."

"Unique! With this piece "Pipa Xing", Teacher Mu's status in the literary world is unshakable."

"I suspect that I have learned fake ancient prose before. If this kind of prose is used in textbooks, how could I not memorize it?"

"I feel the same way. I never thought that one day I would like an ancient prose so much that I even wanted to memorize it."

"I must be dreaming. Isn't this guy a singer? Why did he change his career? Could it be that he is Teacher Mu's twin brother?"

"This world is so crazy, a star actually wrote a well-known ancient essay."

""Pipa Xing" is amazing, my favorite ancient prose, there is no one."

"I don't know why, but I like it inexplicably!"

The scene of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

Everyone hadn't recovered from the surprise just now, and they all looked at Mu Feng with incredulous eyes.

After a long time, Lan Liang was the first to take the lead in applauding, and immediately, thunderous applause erupted in the venue.

This applause has two meanings.

One is to applaud "Pipa Xing", which is really well written and can be called a classic in ancient prose.

The second is to applaud Mu Feng. It is he who won back the face of the literary world and everyone present.

They gave this applause to Mu Feng from the bottom of their hearts!

At this moment, only Li Zaixi stood there in a daze, his face turning blue and turning white.

How could this be?Why is this happening?

Before he did this, he had already conducted a detailed investigation. In his idea, even if he could not severely humiliate the Chinese literary world, he would still be able to keep them from coming down, and he would never lose anyway. never fail.

Unexpectedly, people are not as good as heaven, and Mu Feng appeared out of nowhere, ruining his good deeds.

"Who is this young man? Where did he learn from? Why have I never heard of this guy?" Li Zaixi was full of confusion.

At this moment, Mu Feng spoke.

"Li Zaixi, how do you think "Pipa Xing" compares with your "Xuanheqin"?"

This question made Li Zaixi speechless.

He wanted to say that "Pipa Xing" was not as good as "Xuanhe Qin", but he really couldn't say it out loud. He was deceiving himself and others.

If the level of the two articles is not much different, he can still quibble a few words, and in the end it will be a draw, but it is definitely not possible now.

The literary nature and significance of "Pipa Xing" are by no means comparable to his "Xuanhe Qin". Anyone who is not a three-year-old child can see this.

After hesitating for a long time, Li Zaixi didn't hold back a word, not to mention how embarrassing he was.

Mu Feng looked at him, and couldn't help but smiled: "Hey, no, weren't you pretty good at talking just now? Why did you become dumb all of a sudden?"

Listening to Mu Feng's words, Li Zaixi only felt a burning pain on his face, it was embarrassing, it was so embarrassing.

"What do you mean? If you don't speak, do you admit defeat or refuse to accept?"

Mu Feng asked again: "If you are dissatisfied, I will continue to play with you. After all, brother specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction."

Li Zaixi frowned, and said gloomyly: "Young man, you have to forgive others and forgive others, make things convenient for others..."

"You got it!"

Mu Feng quickly interrupted Li Zaixi's words with a wave of his hand, and said: "Forgive others and forgive others, keep a front line when doing things so that we can meet in the future, and be convenient for others and yourself. You should stop talking nonsense like this."

"You..." Li Zaixi was so annoyed by Mu Feng's ridicule that he almost cursed on the spot.

"What are you? If you don't accept it, come to fight, or admit defeat and apologize. Don't talk about those useless things. I have always been narrow-minded, and I will repay you. Don't expect me to let you go. There is no way, oh no, even the windows are closed. have."

Mu Feng didn't give any face to Li Zaixi. Just kidding, he didn't have enough for himself, how could he give it to others.

Li Zaixi stared at Mu Feng with fire-breathing eyes. If eyes could kill, Mu Feng would already be dead.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen a handsome guy? Look at me charging again."

Seeing Li Zaixi staring at him intently, Mu Feng felt uncomfortable all over.

But this sentence really turned a lot of people off. I have seen narcissistic people, but I have never seen such narcissistic people, so shameless.

"You think you won?"

Li Zaixi gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, I did lose to you in this link, but I did not completely lose."

"What do you mean?" Mu Feng didn't understand what he meant. Does this Li Zaixi still want to make a comeback?Or did he still have unplayed hole cards?

"Don't get complacent too early, be careful that extreme joy turns into sorrow, hehe, that's what Lan Liang said about me just now, then I'll return it to you all intact now."

Li Zaixi said with some madness: "Everyone should still remember that old man with frosty temples. Now let me tell you that he belongs to me, and that poem is also written by me."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone immediately started discussing, that old man is actually Li Zaixi's person?how so?
Mu Feng frowned and thought for a while. The old man Li Zaixi mentioned was probably the one who won the championship of the impromptu poetry competition in the third session.

But this is indeed beyond Mu Feng's expectation. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, that old man is actually someone arranged by Li Zaixi. It's really hard to guard against.

Facing the pointing and angry eyes of the crowd, the old man was not afraid at all, but admitted Li Zaixi's words frankly.

"That's right, I don't know how to write any poems at all. He gave me that poem in advance and asked me to memorize it."

What the old man said made those who still had illusions and half-believed cursed in anger.

"Sure enough, to be old and not die is to be a thief, and the ancients never deceived me."

"Being old and disrespectful, what face do you have to live on?"

"Disgraceful to the old man, old bastard."

"I didn't expect to be so old and still restless. I don't know if he is worthy of his ancestors."

"The ancestors have forgotten their ancestors."

"..."

Mu Feng didn't criticize the old man, maybe he really has something to hide, maybe.

Taking a step back, even if he did this to help Li Zaixi act as a demon, it doesn't matter, people are doing it, the sky is watching, there will always be retribution.

"Young man, how do you feel now? Are we equal? ​​Hahahaha!" Li Zaixi burst out laughing.

"It's just a bad poem. Winning the championship by chance doesn't mean anything." Mu Feng said scornfully.

"You fart!"

Li Zaixi has completely disregarded his own image, and said: "If you have the ability, you can write a better song, and I will be convinced to lose."

"Haha, I'm afraid that after I write it out, you will completely doubt your life." Mu Feng sneered.

"Don't be so long-winded, it's a mule or a horse coming out for a walk, you let me lose, I will apologize, otherwise, don't even think about it!"

(End of this chapter)