I'm not dead yet. I'm still alive and well. Moreover, in the future, it's not certain who will walk in front of whom. In the end, you're telling me to respect the dead?？？
Zhang Yang was shocked by Peng Peng's shocking words!
Sister Zifeng, you're already laughing so hard that you can't even look human. If you give her a string of firecrackers now, she'll light it up for you to celebrate!
Zhang Yang was speechless. What could he say?？？
Peng Peng was at a loss.
What were their reactions?？
Did he say something wrong?
Respect the dead? Was there anything wrong with these words?
Peng Peng was innocent. He looked at the two people who were busy in the house as if he was asking for help.
"What's going on?" Teacher He walked out curiously.
Ms. Huang stood in the kitchen and kept looking out. She was also very curious about what was going on.
Little sister Zifeng was a very obedient person. To be able to make little sister Zifeng laugh like this, what, what exactly happened?
Peng Peng was dumbfounded, Zhang Yang had a dark expression, and Zi Feng's sister was laughing out loud.
Mr. He looked at Peng Peng and Zhang Yang. No matter how he looked at them, they did not look like they could tell the truth. Mr. He could only fix his gaze on Little Sister Zifeng.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Teacher He asked curiously.
Sister Zifeng, who was in a state of excitement, was eager to share her joy. Now that Teacher He asked, the obedient and well-behaved Sister Zifeng immediately told the truth out of reflex.
"Brother Peng Peng just told me to respect Zhang Yang, the author of Guan Yu, and the deceased.”Sister Zifeng laughed as she spoke.
Teacher He blinked.
Sister, what's the joke? What was so funny about that?
"Let me tell you a secret. Actually, the author of Guan Yu, Zhang Yang, is far away and right in front of us. This poet, Zhang Yang, is my brother, Zhang Yang!”
"This isn't an accident. This is my true self!”
"In the end, Brother Peng Peng asked me to respect the dead! Respect the dead! Hahahahaha." Sister Zifeng was laughing so happily!
Teacher He was dumbfounded. The author of Guan Yu was far away and right in front of him?？？
Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang is the poet Zhang Yang himself?？？
Heavens, what exactly happened?？
Accompanied by his sister's maniacal laughter, the live broadcast room exploded!
"F * ck, is this for real? Zhang Yang is the author of Guan Yu?”
"What the hell? Are you trying to tell me that I've met a living poet?”
"A living poet? Zhang Yang?"
"Zhang Yang, don't tell me that you wrote 'Guan Yu,''Jian Jia,' and a few other ancient poems in the teaching materials?？？”
"Emmmm, Zhang Yang, take a look for yourself. Do you think anyone can memorize your poems?”
"It's not scary to just memorize the poem. What's scary is that you have to memorize all the annotations!”
"Ahhhhh, stop talking. This is a nightmare!!!”
"Brother, please don't write poems. Your reading comprehension is too difficult.”
"F * ck, I can't even finish memorizing the poems of dead poets. Now, a living one is updating online? And so young?"
"Where's my saber? Where's my saber?"
"Li Bai and Du Fu died early. We had no choice but to let you live. Blade!"
"Zhang Yang, do you know how much of a pain it is for a young poet to be alive?”
"Zhang Yang, I want to f * cking kill you! Why is your poem in the teaching materials? Why are there so many stupid questions? Do you know how difficult your questions are? I want to f * cking kill you!"
"Second!"
"I agree!"
" Seconded!!!"
“……”
The live broadcast room was in an uproar. The screen was blocked by the crazy comments. However, all of them wanted to kill Zhang Yang.
Peng Peng, Mr. He, Mr. Huang, and the other staff members all turned their attention to Zhang Yang.
Everyone's eyes were filled with one sentence: Zhang Yang, are you really the poet Zhang Yang himself?
In this day and age, were there really living poets whose poems could be included in teaching materials?
If that was true, then Zhang Yang's rarity would be even higher than the Giant Panda!
Zhang Yang's mouth twitched as he looked at the crowd.
He had also been a student, so he knew very well how much a living poet wanted to die. Was he crazy? He actually dared to admit this?
Just as Zhang Yang was about to deny it, the system notification suddenly rang out.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully accumulating 50,000 Hatred Points!
There are still 950,000 Hatred Points left before you can obtain the skill of 'Divine Martial Art'. Please continue to work hard!
Zhang Yang was speechless.
System, you came out at the right time.
He had only just exposed his identity as a poet, and he didn't even have a stone hammer, yet he had already accumulated 50,000 Hatred Points?？？
He, how hateful was he!!
However, it was really important to have martial arts. At the very least, if someone wanted to 'assassinate' him, he would have the ability to protect himself!
"Alright, I'll lay my cards on the table. I'm the poet Zhang Yang!”Zhang Yang weighed his options and decided to take the martial arts!
Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully accumulating 100,000 Hatred Points!
Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully accumulating 150,000 Hatred Points!
Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully accumulating 200,000 Hatred Points!
Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully accumulating…
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