I wanted to buy out the Legend of Wukong for only 150,000 yuan, and I told me so confidently that this was already very high.
Money can't move me, so the director will use his power to suppress me and ruin my future and destiny!
Even so, do I have to give in
If I give in, am I still me
Qin Hao didn't expect that this society was so dark, and his mood was somewhat depressed, even depressed. But he did not remain silent, but quickly typed on the keyboard:
answer
Despicableness is the passport of the despicable,
Nobility is the epitaph of the noble,
Look, in that gilded sky,
Filled with curved reflections of the dead.
The Ice Age has passed,
Why is there ice everywhere
The Cape of Good Hope was discovered,
Why are thousands of sails competing in the Dead Sea
I came to this world,
With only paper, rope and figure,
Before the trial,
Read out the voices of those who were sentenced.
Tell you what, world
I do not believe!
Even if there are a thousand challengers at your feet,
Then count me as number one thousand and one.
I don't believe the sky is blue,
I don't believe thunder's echo,
I don't believe dreams are fake,
I don't believe in death without retribution.
If the ocean is destined to burst its banks,
Let all the bitter water pour into my heart,
If the land is destined to rise,
Let human beings re-choose the peak of survival.
New turning points and twinkling stars,
It is filling the unobstructed sky.
That's five thousand years of hieroglyphs,
Those are the eyes that people will stare into in the future.
As soon as Qin Hao posted this long meme, everyone who was still arguing about the meme was shocked. They read the poem blankly, forgetting everything at this moment.
Despicability is the passport of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble.
These two sentences made so much sense. When they first came to this sentence, they seemed to see He Jing with the word despicable on his forehead and living like a fish in the world, while Qin Hao only had one line written on his tombstone. :A noble man!
When they read the second paragraph, everyone felt extremely depressed, as if the sky was black and there was nothing around except the biting cold.
I do not believe!
As soon as this deafening voice was shouted, the image of a brave fighter appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Facing this dark world, he did not give in, but lit a sacred torch to illuminate the way forward for people and spread warmth! He is the savior of the world!
When I read those few sentences that I didn't believe, everyone felt their blood boiling all over and their scalps numb. Only at this moment did they truly feel Qin Hao's attitude towards the world.
Put all the suffering on me and leave a blue sky to people! After reading this, many people's eyes became wet. They were shocked by Qin Hao's broad mind!
I believe that all this will pass, all the haze will eventually dissipate, and our society will welcome his new life!
Silence, after reading this poem, everyone was silent. Even those passers-by or black fans who had questioned and abused Qin Hao before.
Suddenly someone replied: "@Beijing Writers Association official, didn't you ask Teacher Qin Hao for an answer? Teacher Qin Hao gave it to you, why didn't you continue to scold me?"
Everyone just woke up from a dream and left messages under Qin Hao's message:
"Teacher Qin Hao, is this poem original to you?"
"It must be. I checked just now and there is no information about this poem on the Internet!"
"Teacher Qin Hao, you can also write poetry! You are really amazing. I love you so much!"
"@The official of the Beijing Writers Association is meager, look at what real poetry is! Can any of you produce a modern poem of the same level?"
"Tch, they are nothing. These years of bureaucratic life have long exhausted their talents. Now the most they can write is something like a big tree in the east, a big tree in the west. A big tree in the south. , a big tree in the north and his ilk make no sense and insist on pretentious poetry!”
"Usually read more books or study business instead of working as a gunman for someone who is stupid and nonchalant every day. It's really a disgrace to a scholar!"
Looking at the shocking lines of text on the display screen, Han Weikun's face turned red at this time. He felt a heat and a pain that went deep into his bones.
This slap in the face was so harsh!
The shock when I first saw Qin Hao's poem has subsided slightly, but I still find it unbelievable when I think about it.
Such a profound modern poem was actually written by that scumbag Qin Hao? This is so unscientific!
How could a scumbag who was full of foul language write such a shocking poem
When others first read this poem, they might just think it was catchy and impassioned, but as for the deepest meaning, they were still confused.
But Han Weikun is different. He is a professional in poetry appreciation! It can be said that he was deeply shocked when he read the first sentence!
Seeing Qin Hao's fans insulting the Beijing Writers Association, Han Weikun felt unspeakable shame.
Although he didn't want to admit it, there was probably no one in the Beijing Writers Association who could write such an excellent poem!
The wording of this poem is sophisticated and philosophical. It is absolutely impossible for a kid like him who just graduated to write it! Yes, it must be like this, he must have copied it from there!
Having made up his mind, Han Weikun slowly tapped the keyboard in order to ask Wang Shu to check the source of this poem:
"The environment created by this poem is too dark, and it is obviously not applicable in today's social reality. I don't know where you copied such a poem, but I have to say that what you see is too one-sided. Got it!"
At this time, a reply suddenly came up: "Everyone, come and see, He Jing has publicly apologized to Teacher Qin Hao!"
Han Weikun subconsciously clicked on the link and saw the memo that He Jinggang had just posted: "I drank too much today at noon, so I posted some drunken words on the memo. I hope you don't take it seriously. At the same time, I solemnly apologize to the reporter of Beijing Radio Station again. Teacher Qin Hao apologizes and hopes to have the opportunity to cooperate with you next time!"
In just an instant, hundreds of replies appeared under this post: "Hey, was the previous post really deleted?"
"Hey, doesn't it feel so good to slap yourself in the face?"
"Please give He Jing some psychological shadow!" Qin Hao couldn't help but feel happy when he saw He Jing's meagerness, and replied below.
Fans immediately went crazy after Qin Hao's reply. In a short time, this meager post had 10,000 more retweets and replies!
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"puff!"
At this time, Han Weikun only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and the blood in his chest was churning. Unable to bear it any longer, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and then he lay limply on the desk and passed out.
As for the meager offer just now, he had already canceled it with a trembling hand before he fainted.
Han Weikun's last thought before he fainted: What a grandson this He Jing is!