"Damn it, did I read that correctly? Qin Hao didn't curse anyone this time?"
"Hey, that's a little weird! Not only am I not cursing, but I am comforting others. This must be my way of opening it up!"
"Hey, please stop making trouble first and take a look at this poem. It's quite interesting!"
"@Qin Hao loves to sing. What is the name of this poem?"
Qin Hao was staring at Weibo at this time. He already had fans @ him and immediately responded.
"It turns out this poem is called Bamboo Stone. Let's wait for a literary expert to analyze this poem!"
Wang Lin has been paying attention to Qin Hao's news these days because she already knows about Qin Hao's current situation, but she doesn't dare to contact him presumptuously for fear of disturbing him.
However, when she opened Weibo, she received a special attention reminder. When she opened it, she realized that Teacher Qin Hao had posted on Weibo again!
She finally suppressed her inner excitement and opened this Weibo post. When she saw this newly published poem by Qin Hao, Wang Lin, who had been highly educated in literature since childhood, was also slightly shocked!
This poem is so well written that it is a true portrayal of Teacher Qin Hao!
She savored the poem word by word, and the more he understood it, the more she admired Qin Hao.
After being stunned for a moment, this Weibo was flooded by Qin Hao's fans. Suddenly, she saw someone asking about the profound meaning of the poem, so she smiled and wrote down her opinion of the poem!
"This poem focuses on expressing the tenacious and persistent quality of bamboo. The word "Determine" is used at the beginning to personify rock bamboo and convey its charm; the last two sentences further describe the character of rock bamboo, which has passed through countless times Through the hardships, he has developed a particularly upright posture, never afraid of the strong winds coming from the east, west, north and south.
On the surface, this poem is about bamboo, but it is actually about people. It is about the author's own upright and stubborn character, and his arrogant character that will never bow to any evil force. "
"Thank you, God. After you explained it like this, I suddenly became enlightened!"
The official WeChat account of "Poetry" magazine also responded quickly: "Thank you, Teacher Qin Hao. I hope to work with you in the future. In addition, I would like to announce a good news to everyone. It will be published in this issue of "Poetry" magazine. Many of Teacher Qin Hao's poems are of great commemorative value. I hope friends who like Teacher Qin Hao and poetry can support them!"
In a small office of "Poetry" magazine, Editor Cao, who had negotiated with Qin Hao about the copyright of "Will Enter the Wine", was looking at the computer screen attentively. When he saw Qin Hao's "Bamboo Stone", he immediately Just use a trumpet to open black.
"Hey! Who do I think you are? It turns out to be someone notorious again! You have this time to worry about your own affairs, why do you even come out to join in the fun? "Poetry Magazine" can only publish it now It’s a bit of a thug’s work, it’s really disappointing! Even if you win, there’s no pleasure in winning!”
At this time, Qin Hao was even more convinced that this person was definitely the guy who had a problem with him. Otherwise, how could he be so stupid
Qin Hao can tolerate it, but that doesn't mean his fans can tolerate it.
In just this moment, the transvestite account nicknamed "A Little Flower" was hacked.
A large number of anti-fans poured into his Weibo in an instant, and every Weibo post was filled with words that would be blocked on the Internet and displayed as **.
"Idiot, you dare to blackmail Teacher Qin Hao without thinking. You are really tired of life! I am the woman who wants to give birth to a monkey for Qin Hao!"
"That's right, we haven't competed yet, how can we be sure that "Poetry" will lose? What a 213!"
"Forget it, forget it! To borrow a sentence from Teacher Qin Hao: Never be as knowledgeable as a fool, otherwise..."
"Hahaha, I pissed myself laughing!"
Editor Cao looked at the insulting language on the screen and was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Just when I was about to reply, I received a reminder from Weibo official:
"Dear, your account seems to have been attacked inexplicably. Xiaowei will ban it first and will notify you when it is restored!"
"puff!"
Editor Cao almost spat out a mouthful of blood at this time. He logged into an account angrily. Without even looking at it, he quickly typed out a line of text with his fingers:
"Damn it, who said that "Poetry" won't lose? Could it be that Qin Hao's few bad poems alone can reverse the current situation? You are really too naive!"
Qin Hao was watching the fans' battle with a smile when he suddenly saw a Weibo post from the official Weibo account of "Poetry Magazine".
When he saw the content on Weibo, he almost exploded with anger. There is no doubt that the account that editor Cao used when posting on Weibo was the official Weibo of "Poetry Magazine"!
You can insult me, but you can't insult my poetry!
You must know that these things are all famous poems that have been handed down from generation to generation after thousands of hard work. Who the hell do you think you are, you dare to call these poems bad poems!
Qin Hao immediately took out his mobile phone, found Xu Yalun's number and dialed it.
The call was quickly connected, and a surprised voice came from the phone: "Wow! Teacher Qin Hao, why did you contact me suddenly? Are you regretting it?"
"I really changed my mind..."
Before Qin Hao finished speaking, he heard Xu Yalun's crying voice:
"Teacher Qin Hao, you can't cheat me like this. Our magazine's request for manuscripts this time did not go smoothly. Apart from you, they are all unknown poets, and it is impossible to increase sales!
Therefore, the sales of our magazine this time will all be driven by these poems of yours. You suddenly said that those three poems will not be sold... "
Hearing Xu Yalun's words become more and more aggrieved, Qin Hao had to interrupt her and said: "It's not that I want to sell you less poems, but I want to publish a few more poems to make up the amount you need for one issue of the magazine. I want to ask Let me ask you, do you dare to help me make such an album, and then have a big fanfare battle with "Poetry Magazine"?"
"ah?"
Xu Yalun didn't seem to expect that Qin Hao would say such a thing. He asked cutely at first, and then let out a high-pitched scream: "Ah - Teacher Qin Hao, are you telling the truth? You shouldn't Are you lying to me?"
Qin Hao shook his head at this time, smiled and hung up the phone. He felt that this fussy little girl needed to calm down first.
On Weibo, Qin Hao’s fans suddenly went crazy when they saw this Weibo posted by the official Weibo account of "Poetry Magazine":
"Fuck you, sir. Even Han Weikun had to give a thumbs up when he saw Teacher Qin Hao's masterpiece. Who the hell are you, dare to slander Teacher Qin Hao's poems?"