My system, you can't mess with it

Chapter 191 Insinuation (third shift)
This "Seven Step Poem" is a poem by Cao Zhi, a poet of Wei State during the Three Kingdoms period.

This poem uses Osmunda and beans from the same root as a metaphor for brothers who share the same father and mother, and uses Osmunda to fry their beans to describe the brother Cao Pi, who is of the same flesh and blood, murdering his younger brother, expressing his strong dissatisfaction with Cao Pi.

But the scene is different, and the meaning is also different.

This poem was recited by Xia Xing, but many people heard it differently.

"Network literature and traditional literature belong to the same family. Why should they attack and hurt each other?"

This is exactly what Xia Xing wanted to express.

After hearing Xia Xing's poem, Zhu Huawen blushed, Zhang Mo and Yu Lei also lowered their heads.

This poem is undoubtedly like a slap in the face, hitting several people's faces fiercely.

Because Xia Xing, a dark horse, took away the most important award in the Huaxia Literature Awards Ceremony, several people criticized Xia Xing on Weibo.

And at the awards ceremony, they tried their best to embarrass Xia Xing.

Isn't Xia Xing's poem just satirizing them?
When Mo Yu heard this poem, a look of shock appeared on his face.

He never expected that Xia Xing would write such meaningful poems.

Osmunda and beans are used to represent traditional literature and online literature.

This idea is simply too good.

"Good poetry, good poetry." Mo Yu applauded and praised.

Then, he looked at Zhu Huawen and the others.

"Huawen, what you have done this time really disappointed me. We cannot rest on our laurels in the field of literature. The development of the Internet is the future trend. We should not exclude newcomers. As veteran writers, look at what you have done. What? Xia Xing wrote this poem very well, I hope you can understand the meaning of it."

Zhu Huawen and the others were so trained that they hardly looked up.

In the final poem-tasting session, because of the appearance of Xia Xing's three poems, there was no suspense.

Xia Xing's three poems directly won No.1 with an overwhelming advantage in the online voting session.

This literary festival ended with Xia Xing's perfect performance.

And Xia Xing's gorgeous performance this time made his popularity explode even more.

His fans actually increased by hundreds of thousands of fans overnight.

The major media even reported on Xia Xing's perfect performance.

"Ghost Xia Xing's three masterpieces produced a shocking literary festival."

"The delayed song god Xia Xing."

"Export into poetry, Xia Xing, the number one god of poetry in China!"

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Major websites reported the news from different angles.

On the Internet, Xia Xing's Weibo almost exploded.

"Shen Xia's song is simply too good to listen to."

"I was kneeling on the keyboard and typing, it's really awesome to kneel to God Xia."

"Who dares to say that I, Xia Shen, can't write poems, every poem is a work that shocks the world and weeps ghosts and gods!"

In short, this night, Xia Xing earned enough popularity.

However, at this moment, Xia Xing felt a little pained looking at the text message on the phone.

The text message was sent to her by Yang Weiwei, with an address written on it, followed by two words, waiting for you.

This hint was too obvious. Yang Weiwei asked Xia Xing to find her.

However, this time he came out with Mu Ke.

At this time, Mu Ke came over and said with a smile, "Congratulations, great writer."

Xia Xing smiled awkwardly and said, "Fortunately, I'm lucky. The poems they wrote happen to be what I'm good at."

Mu Ke gave Xia Xing a blank look: "Don't pretend, I never thought I would underestimate you, Xia Xing, you are too arrogant."

"By the way, Muke, I'm going to meet a friend tonight, so you should go to the hotel first."

Mu Ke stared at Xia Xing and said suddenly, "Hmph, you won't be meeting that Yang Weiwei, are you?"

Damn, it hits the spot.

Xia Xing was just about to explain, but Mu Ke smiled and said: "I'm kidding, Yang Weiwei is a superstar, how could he be interested in you."

Damn, who said that superstars are not interested in me anymore?

My brother's wife is a superstar, and the superstar Yang Weiwei just sent me a text message asking me to go to her house, okay?

Of course, Xia Xing could only talk about these things in his heart, and naturally he would not say them out.

Xia Xing said with a smile: "Yes, a few college students want to get together."

"Well, let's go, I just want to meet some college classmates." Mu Ke said with a smile.

Xia Xing left by car when his cell phone rang.

Looking at the phone, it was Zhao Xiaoying calling.

The phone was connected, and Zhao Xiaoying's voice came from inside.

"Da Wenhao Xia, today is not a bad day. Are you singing hand in hand with Yang Weiwei? You are also writing songs for other girls. You are getting more and more romantic."

Hearing Zhao Xiaoying's tone of voice, Xia Xing knew that this girl's jealous jar had been overturned.

Xia Xing said embarrassingly: "No way, it's all arranged for the party, and I'm also acting on occasion."

"Hmph, you don't dare to measure, but I don't care, if you give Yang Weiwei one song, then I want you to give me ten."

Xia Xing was a little speechless: "Sister, you need inspiration to write a song. You thought you were buying vegetables at the vegetable market, and you can get ten songs in one bite."

Zhao Xiaoying snorted coldly: "You are so eloquent, do you still need inspiration?"

Xia Xing was speechless immediately, yes, he really didn't need inspiration.

"Okay, I'll help you write another album when I'm free." Xia Xing said.

"That's right! My husband is the best." Zhao Xiaoying smiled.

Xia Xing breathed a sigh of relief: "How is your husband's performance today?"

"It's so perfect, you know? Sister Yun said that I have vision." Zhao Xiaoying said proudly.

"Of course, you picked up the treasure." Xia Xing said shrilly.

"Yeah, I have to be careful in the future, you are so good, there must be many girls like you, I have to watch you closely." Zhao Xiaoying said.

Xia Xing's heart tightened when he heard that, isn't he going on a date with Yang Weiwei now?
"It's a pity, I'm not in the capital, otherwise we could have rented a room." Zhao Xiaoying said depressedly.

Xia Xing smiled and said, "I'll make it up to you when you finish your work."

"Well, I will fight with you for three days and three nights." Zhao Xiaoying said with a charming smile.

"Haha, no one is allowed to beg for mercy!" Xia Xing teased.

After finishing the call with Zhao Xiaoying, Xia Xing took a taxi to Yipin Apartment in Kyoto.

This apartment is the most expensive mansion area in Kyoto.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the apartment, there was a cool girl in a leather jacket waiting for Xia Xing.

Xia Xing had met this girl several times before, she was Yang Weiwei's bodyguard called Sister Li.

Sister Li didn't talk much, and brought Xia Xing to the apartment.

Yang Weiwei said to Sister Li: "Sister Li, you don't have to stay with me tonight, I will give you a vacation."

"Yes, Miss." Sister Li replied, turned and left.

Only Xia Xing and Yang Weiwei were left in the room, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little ambiguous.

"Sister Weiwei, are you sending everyone away to treat me..."

Yang Weiwei snorted coldly: "No, I miss you, can I have a chat with you?"

"Of course." Xia Xing smiled awkwardly.

But the atmosphere is too ambiguous, no matter how you look at it, it's not just as simple as chatting.

(End of this chapter)