The phone rang.
After Li Anping finished typing the new poem, he casually clicked on the post. Then, he picked up and said casually,
"Royal Division, what's the matter?"
Wang Weiguang took a deep breath and said earnestly,"
"Anping, why are you scolding Zhen Shenshen?”
Li Anping said matter-of-factly,"
"She scolded me first!"
Wang Weiguang said earnestly,
"You are a host of China Television. Your every move represents the image of the country to a certain extent. She couldn't be like that crazy woman who would embarrass herself!”
Li Anping said proudly,"
"Don't worry, Royal Division. She couldn't beat me in scolding, but I didn't embarrass China Television!”
Is that what I mean?
You're doing this on purpose, right?
Wang Weiguang's mouth twitched, and he began to doubt his decision to pull this kid into the broadcasting department.
He could only be more straightforward.
"Anping, don't write sh * t. Your identity is not suitable.”
Li Anping said calmly,"
"It's too late. I've already posted it.”
What the heck!
How can you write poems so quickly!
Wang Weiguang felt uncomfortable.
All the hosts of Chinese Television were serious and steady, but they had never seen anyone so dramatic!
For a moment, he did not know what to say.
He could only open Li Anping's new poem with trembling hands.
"Going to the toilet"
Good fellow!
You really wrote sh * t!
...
Zhen Shenshen was furious.
She had written about cucumbers and urine pits in order to gain attention and fame.
Even if the other poets were dissatisfied, they would not say anything publicly for Zhen Shitu's sake.
He was indeed famous now.
Unfortunately, the direction was not what she had thought.
Just as she was about to retaliate, she suddenly saw Li Anping's reply.
This time, it was a link.
She opened it and saw that it was actually a poem.
******
toilet
Sometimes it thunders,
Sometimes it rains in torrents,
Sometimes it's slightly sticky and sticky,
Sometimes a lilac.
My tentacles are all warm and soft,
looking back, we meet joyfully.
I now cast you into the ditch,
It was the same when he abandoned Nong in other years.
I send word to a grain of gold,
Help me cross the river!
******
Zhen Shenshen vomited blood.
You can really write it!
At the same time, countless netizens saw this link and clicked on it.
When he saw it, he burst out laughing.
"Ding Xiang Ke your sister!"
"Golden grain your sister!"
"Ji Jianghe your sister!"
"Tentacles, your sister!"
"Thunderclap, torrential rain,@ Li Anping, are you trying to make me laugh? Hahaha!"
"Ding Xiang Ke, I'm convinced!"
"Is this the number one poet? She could write flowers even if she wrote sh * t. She had become a fan!”
"Hahaha! This host was indeed different from the others!”
"Li Mengmei is really talented ~ Dog-Head!"
"What Li Mengmei? Her name is clearly Li Dingxiang!”
"Hahaha! Li Dingxiang, be a human!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Zhen Shenshen, quickly compose a poem. I want to watch the poetry competition segment!”
"Upstairs, don't you think it's a big deal to watch the show?@ Zhen Shenshen, it's your turn! It's your turn! Hurry!"
......
Li Guanqi put down his phone with a smile.
Zhen Shenshen hinted that he had some secret dealings with Li Anping, so of course he was angry.
The poets of Poem, Wine, and Life were all paying attention to this dispute.
But no one showed up.
One of the reasons was that Zhen Shitu's daughter was not a kind person.
Disgusting and pestering.
Just like maggots, they felt uncomfortable all over when touched.
If it weren't for her father, she wouldn't even be a third-grade poet.
On the other hand, they were from Zhen Shitu's generation.
If he came out to suppress Zhen Shenshen, it would give people a bad impression that he was bullying the weak.
Zhen Shenshen was shameless, but they were.
Now that he saw Li Anping's counterattack, he was instantly relieved.
Tsk tsk, this kid is really eloquent!
To punish someone like Zhen Shenshen, only someone like Li Anping would be able to do it.
poetry and wine, I live in the crowd.
Li Guanqi: "@ Li Anping, as long as you can pass the evaluation, you will definitely become a Level 2 Poet.”
"@ Li Anping, don't worry, the Poetry Association will support you!"”
Jiao Wenxiu,[@ Li Anping, curse that bitch to death!] She was so ugly, yet she still came out every day to disgust people. I'll write a poem to scold her tomorrow!"
Leng Qingyan: "@ Li Anping, don't write a poem like 'Pootry'. If you write too much, your standard will be low.”
"@ Li Anping, you still say you're dumb?"”
......
Crack!
Zhen Shenshen smashed his phone in anger.
What the hell am I writing!
He wrote poems like he was having a stroke. Who could write better than him?
Zhen Shitu heard the sound and walked into his daughter's room.
He glanced at the phone on the ground and asked in a deep voice,
"What's wrong?"
Zhen Shenshen said aggrievedly,
"A poet named Li Anping bullied me!”
Of course, Zhen Shitu knew what kind of person his daughter was, so he wasn't too excited.
He calmly understood the situation and opened Huayu. After looking at the cause and effect, he had a deep headache.
Zhen Shitu's literary talent was indeed outstanding. He had taken a fancy to Farewell at first glance.
It was barely acceptable to say that he was the best poet since the founding of the country.
Zhen Shitu said resentfully,"
"This young man is indeed a genius. You shouldn't provoke him. However, if you scolded him, then so be it. Why did you bring Li Guanqi along?"
Zhen Shenshen curled his lips and didn't say anything.
At this point, Zhen Shitu still had to clean up the mess his daughter had done.
He personally called Li Guanqi.
"President Li, I just found out about my daughter. I'm very sorry. I'll bring her to apologize to you."
Li Guanqi said calmly,
"Don't, Guild Leader Zhen. Zhen Shenshen didn't offend me, he offended Li Anping. Ask her to apologize to Li Anping."
Zhen Shitu gave a fake smile.
It was fine to ask Zhen Shenshen to apologize to Li Guanqi.
After all, the other party was the president of the Poetry Association, an elder of his generation.
Who was Li Anping?
Zhen Shitu continued,"
"I think that Li Anping's evaluation of a third-grade poet needs to be carefully considered. Becoming a Level 3 Poet with just two poems was too much of a joke.”
Li Guanqi retorted,
"President Zhen, you should worry more about the work of the novel association. You don't have to worry about the poetry association.”
The two old foxes exchanged a few words before hanging up.
Zhen Shitu looked at his good-for-nothing daughter and said angrily,"
"Don't talk online for the time being! Call Li Guanqi now and apologize!”
"Humph! Why should I apologize to Li Guanqi?”Zhen Shenshen raised his head and left the house.
Bang!
The door slammed loudly.
Zhen Shitu's face was livid.
He could only suppress his anger and open China Entertainment. He used his own account to comment on Li Anping's poems and said,
"@ Li Anping,'Farewell' is undoubtedly one of the few masterpieces since the founding of the People's Republic of China.”
"Young man, you have to know that a sudden inspiration from one or two poems doesn't mean anything.”
"Just like in Zhen Shenshen's poem, shit and fart are just images, you might not understand them.”
"Poetry has never been separated since ancient times. After my training, Zhen Shenshen is now a third-grade poet and a third-grade author. Xiao Li, if you want to learn how to write novels, you can come to me. I'll teach you how to write Chinese novels systematically.”
Zhen Shitu wanted to ease the situation, but he couldn't let his daughter lose too much face, so he could only try to save her dignity.
In fact, even he himself didn't believe the nonsense he said.
A group of Zhen Shitu's fans followed suit and said,"
"Yes, yes, yes. Elder Zhen is right.”
"Elder Zhen is the one who's still vigorous despite his age. His works have millions of words, and his standards have always been on the line!”
"Elder Zhen's skill has been proven for more than 30 years.@ LiAnPing, it's better for young people to be humble!”
"This is a good opportunity for Elder Zhen to personally guide you in writing a novel.@ LiAnPing, you must cherish it!”
Li Anping was speechless.
Who gave you the courage to teach me how to write?
I have countless literary giants standing behind me. Do I still need you to teach me?
At this moment, Li Guanqi called.
"Zhen Shitu has bowed to me. Let's stop now. You didn't lose out anyway.”
Li Anping smiled and said,"
"Alright, President Li, I know what to do.”
Li Guanqi hung up the phone in satisfaction.
Anping still knew the big picture!
Li Anping raised his hand and replied,
"President Zhen's speech was very fatherly, and it matched my impression of the Association.”
"Everyone knows Zhen Shenshen's skill level. I'll write a poem according to Miss Zhen's style: ”
"I'll compete with her in peeing."
"I stood on the ground while she squatted on the roof.”
"I'll use all my strength to push it two meters away."
"Any drop of hers is five meters tall."
"It's not that I don't have enough strength, but that her starting point is too high.”
The netizens laughed like crazy.
All of them were laughing so hard that they couldn't breathe.
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