On Weibo.
Shen Yi's second Weibo post was finally published under the anticipation of millions of onlookers.
A Weibo post was a poem and nothing else.
After everyone read the poem, they were all stunned.
"There is someone-Shen Yi."
"Some people are alive, but they are already dead.”
"Some people die, but he is still alive.”
Just the first sentence made people's scalps go numb.
They had never seen such a straightforward scolding poem. The first line of the poem was pointing at the nose and scolding. It was a direct scolding with a clear standpoint.
"Some people ride on the heads of the masses: 'Ah, how great I am!'"
"Some people bend down to be cattle and horses for the masses.”
There were two kinds of people. One was the Lu Chong master of the Beijing opera association, and the other was the Beijing opera actors that Shen Yi had mentioned.
The former relied on his status in the association to stand tall.
The latter could only rely on his skills to make a living, as lowly as an ant.
"Some people carve their names into the stone, wanting to be 'immortal';”
"Some people are willing to be weeds and wait for the fire to burn underground.”
“……”
“……”
Hiss.
Everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
Shen Yi's poem…
They were somewhat unable to evaluate it.
Those who wanted to be immortal seemed to be referring to the people in the Beijing opera association who were desperately trying to label themselves as experts.
However, if one thought about it carefully, they would feel that it was a little terrifying.
Shen Yi was playing with fire!
Everyone had the same thought in their hearts. At the same time, they felt respect for Shen Yi's courage.
He was Shen Yi. For the sake of those low-level Beijing opera actors, he would not hesitate to offend those dignitaries in the association.
Even if he was faced with the other party's strong counterattack, he was fearless!
"He who rides on the head of the crowd, the crowd will throw him down;”
"The masses will always remember those who work for them!”
“……”
“……”
"He lived for the sake of the majority of people. The masses held him in high regard.”
The poem ended here. After everyone finished reading it, they felt admiration for Shen Yi.
He portrayed the ugly human nature of the association.
The whole article used a parallel comparison, using those Beijing opera actors who worked hard for the sake of art to compare with those fat and big-eared old men in the Beijing opera association.
The former would be regarded as respectable and pathetic.
The latter would make people feel detestable.
Shen Yi's poem couldn't be pondered deeply. If one pondered deeply, it would make people feel terrible, and a chill would rise from the bottom of their hearts.
After posting on Weibo, Shen Yi put away his phone.
In fact, this poem was not very appropriate, but Shen Yi could not care so much. He just wanted to scold people.
As long as he could curse to his heart's content.
He was satisfied.
In the mushroom house, Teacher He took a deep breath and said,""Shen Yi, I can't comment on the Beijing opera association, but I can only say that the two poems you wrote are unique in this era.”
After Peng Peng and Zi Feng saw the complete poem, they were already prostrating themselves in worship towards Shen Yi.
"Brother Yi, you'll be my idol in the future.”
"Brother Shen Yi, your poem is so well written!”
Shen Yi laughed out loud. After scolding, his entire body became comfortable.
However, once he felt comfortable, others could not.
After Shen Yi's Weibo post was posted, the comments under the Beijing opera association's Weibo post increased by hundreds of thousands within ten minutes.
Every comment was scolding them.
They wouldn't curse as deeply as Shen Yi, but they would definitely curse the most fiercely.
All kinds of malicious comments flooded the comments section.
The staff in charge of managing the Weibo account reported the matter to the president of the association, Wang Zitai, on the spot.
When Wang Zitai found out, he panicked. He quickly took out his phone and opened Weibo to read the song "Some People".
"Guild Leader, Guild Leader, are you alright?"
"Quick, call the ambulance!"
Wang Zitai almost fainted on the spot after reading it.
Shen Yi was too ruthless.
This was not giving the Beijing opera association any leeway at all. They had single-handedly shed all pretense of cordiality and did not care about martial arts ethics at all.
More importantly, the ugly things that Shen Yi pointed out about the association were not fabricated, but were true.
The Beijing opera association controlled most of the opportunities to go on stage at large-scale galas. Without a certain relationship, it was impossible for ordinary opera troupes to go.
In order to fight for the opportunity to perform, there were quite a number of opera troupes who gave gifts to the association's management.
This was something that everyone in the Beijing opera circle knew.
Anyone who was familiar with the Beijing opera circle would be able to find out.
Therefore, even if they wanted to say that Shen Yi was slandering the Beijing opera association, they did not dare to say it.
He could only swallow his anger.
He felt aggrieved.
Wang Zitai felt really aggrieved. In addition, he was so angry that his blood pressure had increased.
Gulp.
At the venue, Wang Zitai fainted.
"Guild Leader! Quickly, quickly pinch the philtrum."
"This Shen Yi is too f * cking ruthless. He directly scolded the president until he fainted.”
"Can anyone contact this Shen Yi? Hurry up and shut him up. If this continues, our association will be destroyed sooner or later.”
"Yeah, I'm afraid of him. He always writes poems and curses people. Who can stand it!”
It was chaos, and chicken feathers were everywhere.
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