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Putting down the phone, Gu Yun looked at Ye Jingqiu's Kuaiyu account, and laughed out loud.

"This handle, but you sent it up yourself!"

Qu Hongmiao angrily put down the phone, and then called the Poetry Association.

The person who answered the phone was a senior member of the association.

As soon as he picked up the phone, the member said with a smile:

"What kind of wind is this? Mr. Qu, you actually called the association."

Qu Hongmiao said sullenly:

"How does your Poetry Association censor, do you not deal with those inferior works and authors!"

The committee member was taken aback when he heard this.

Qu Lao is a well-known predecessor in the poetry circle. Although he has retired now, in the Tangzhou poetry circle, he is still a figure who stomps his feet and shakes most of the poetry circle.

Which writer's poem was this that Qu Lao noticed.

I mourned for that writer from the bottom of my heart, and replied:

"Of course there are censorships, but you also know that sometimes this kind of thing is really difficult to manage, and you can only find one and deal with one.

Did you, Mr. Qu, find out?

Which poet wrote it, I will deal with it right away, and I will never tolerate adultery. "

The sullenness on Qu Hongmiao's face dropped a little.

Indeed, in this era of big networks, some things are really difficult to supervise thoroughly.

"Forget it, if that's the case, then you guys should investigate a person named Ye Jingqiu.

He wrote a song "Song of the Needle", which is simply insulting to the gentleman! "

When the committee member heard it, his voice was a little surprised.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qu, I didn't hear clearly. What you mean is "Song of Needles"? The one written by Ye Jingqiu."

"Yes, that's the one!" Qu Hongmiao emphasized.

The committee member was silent for a while, and let go of his intention to review it just now.

"Sorry, I think "Song of the Needle" is a good poem."

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Chapter 105 The standard of good poetry is not self-admiration

"Good poetry?"

Qu Hongmiao's face was ugly. He wrote countless poems in his life, and one of them was even included in the teaching materials for primary and middle school students.

In the entire poetry world of Tangzhou, there are no ones who can surpass him, but they are definitely rare.

His status in the poetry world has never been in doubt.

Now, someone actually said that he couldn't understand poetry?

And the object is a few extremely vulgar rubbish.

He didn't even think it could be called a Psalm.

"Okay, the Poetry Association is really getting more and more active!

When I was still in the association back then, unlike you now, there were shady scenes everywhere.

Can something so nonsense be called poetry?

Are you blind! "

Qu Hongmiao roared for a while.

Originally, it was just a headache, why did Qu Hongmiao suddenly find a troublesome review committee member for a newcomer in poetry, when he heard this, his face instantly became gloomy.

He just catered carefully to Qu Hongmiao because he was not young and his status in the poetry world was not low.

But now, Qu Hongmiao insulted him so much, he really thought he was a piece of mud!

With a cold snort in his heart, anger appeared on the review committee's face.

"Old Qu, there are certain things that cannot be said indiscriminately.

You said that our association is full of black people, do you have evidence?If there is no evidence, I can sue you for defamation!

The honor of the Poetry Association cannot be tarnished!

The examiner said coldly.

When Qu Hongmiao heard it, he came back to his senses in an instant.

Because I was too angry just now, I didn't pay attention to my wording.

The Poetry Association is not a cat or a dog.

More than 90.00% of the poets who have achieved certain achievements in poetry have records in the association, even he himself is no exception.

Insulting the review committee personally will at most cause dissatisfaction with the committee member himself, and he can ignore it in his position.

But once the problem rises to the Poetry Association, no matter how high his status is, he can only be ruined.

Realizing this, Qu Hongmiao changed his tone of speech. Although anger was still mixed with it, at least he didn't dare to speak casually.

"Okay, since you say it's a good poem, tell me what's so good about it!

I'd like to see if I'm blind, or if someone has a problem with their eyes. "

Qu Hongmiao said with a gun and a stick.

Although he didn't read the song "Song of the Needle" seriously, but "the head grows on the buttocks" came out, can it be called a poem?

When the review committee heard this, they immediately sneered.

Such a clearly targeted poem must have a target audience, and what Qu Hongmiao is doing now is undoubtedly self-declaration.

The review committee members felt that they already had enough understanding of the matter in their hearts.