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Chapter 652 I'm Just a Porter, Really
What exactly does Liu Lao mean, and whether it is good or not, this question is worth investigating.

First of all, he gave Xu Yuan a hand, and his attitude is very good, so he doesn't seem like a bad guy.

But on the other hand, it was his statement that caused Xu Yuan to fall into this dispute between the entertainment circle and the literary world.

You said that young people did not think carefully, because they wanted to absorb Xu Yuan into the Cultural Association, so they did this kind of thing, Xu Yuanxin.But Mr. Liu, at his age, his status, and a man of culture, it's impossible that he didn't take these things into consideration.

Therefore, it is really difficult for Xu Yuan to judge whether it is good or bad before he meets the real person.

But one thing can be confirmed, Liu Lao's favor for Xu Yuan is definitely not for nothing.

The same goes for that old Wu, his opinion of Xu Yuan is definitely not groundless.

This thing reveals a kind of weirdness.

The students, including the two elders, are also people of status, but it is really insulting to be sprayed on the Internet.

"Mr. Wu is right. I also feel that in today's society, when credibility is generally lost, we should abide by these regulations. Unfortunately, I have no plans to join the Cultural Association, so I will not take the exam. Mr. Wu, don't be surprised, it's not that I look down on the noble circle, it's because my talents are limited and limited." Xu Yuan replied to Mr. Wu again.

In the end, he also replied to Mr. Wu's student who named him by name: "As for you, I'm sorry, may I ask which green onion you are...?"

"Although I, Xu Yuan, am not a real person, I have always been proud of being a practitioner in the entertainment industry. Our industry may not be able to bring you deep thinking, but we are willing to bring laughter to everyone."

"Although our works are good and bad, we aim to permanently record something meaningful to everyone through these methods, so as to leave traces for us humans and inspire people in the future."

"We may include market culture, but this is definitely not vulgar culture. And the literary world may not all be full of spring and white snow. At least some so-called cultural people I know, in the name of meetings, studies, and interviews, are not I have never been to an entertainment venue looking for something special."

"Of course, I'm talking about some so-called cultural people, so please don't make mistakes."

"Finally, I ask again, who are you?"

Good and bad, Xu Yuan replied all of them.

He didn't want to get involved in this matter.

Because he probably has a feeling that someone wants to use his strength to do something.

Xu Yuan's popularity and traffic are definitely at the top right now.Elder Liu and Elder Wu seem to be engaged in a struggle that ordinary people cannot see around him.

But what everyone didn't expect was.

Wu Laobian just bit Xu Yuan and didn't let him go.

His student once again asked Xu Yuandao: "Thinking about the night is fine, but this "When Will the Moon Come" is definitely not something you can write. I don't know where you plagiarized this kind of ancient articles." !"

In fact, what this person said is not completely unreasonable.

In the first 30 years or so, a group of cultural people especially liked to collect ancient scrolls everywhere.

Because there are many ancient scrolls that were not recorded in the history and library at that time.

After sorting out the above things, if there is no owner, they can keep them for themselves and publish them under their own names.

Although it may not be a shocking work, but the taste is something that many literati cannot write.

At that time, people who know the goods will naturally see the extraordinaryness of the articles signed by them.

There are quite a few literati, both big and small, who have emerged in this way.

After all, the literati circle is not that big, and if word of mouth gets out, it's easy to mess around.

"That's right, Xu Yuan is obviously not up to his level."

"Well, this kind of article will be famous in history, right?"

"I'll go check it out."

"This style of writing is like the Song Dynasty."

"It's definitely not written by him. If he has this ability, what kind of actor should he be?"

Several cultural people communicate with each other.

The fans finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"You son of a bitch? Do entertainers die? Is this the quality of cultural people?"

"That's right, I don't even know how to respect people. What kind of culture is there? No culture!"

"It's not just talking about Confucius and Mencius or saying it well, but it's culture. The real culture is contained in your life and reflected in your words and deeds. These people are obviously not enough in morality and deeds."

Someone got fucked with this group.

Not long after, Xu Yuan updated his V blog.

Sprinkle hundreds of words eloquently.

"Hai Ke talked about Yingzhou, and the misty waves were faint and hard to find; Yue people talked about Tianmu, and the clouds were on or off... When will you return? Let the white deer be among the green cliffs. You can visit famous mountains by riding as you go. An Neng Rubbing my eyebrows and bowing my waist to serve the rich and powerful makes me unhappy!"

The entire ancient text is mighty and full of imagination, but it seems to reflect reality everywhere.

Especially the last sentence, that kind of arrogance, that kind of high-spirited, what is it not Xu Degang?
The most irritating part is that Xu Yuan added a sentence: "I didn't write it, I'm just a porter, really. If you say you wrote it, I will believe it!"

"It's a bull pen!"

"Damn, this feeling is also a masterpiece!"

"Well, it's not a problem to spread it for hundreds of years."

"I really like the last sentence, it's so cool! I want to sign it as a penguin. The previous one is what I want, but it lacks a bit of flavor!"

"May I ask what your previous signature was?"

"Bye bye, bye bye, the next one will be better!"

"Ahem! There's something! Not to mention that the cores really have some commonalities."

"Didn't they say that Xu Yuan was plagiarizing? Well, now that Xu Yuan has written another classic ancient essay, could it be plagiarism?"

"Unexpectedly, this group of self-proclaimed cultural people forced Xu Yuan into a cultural form, so excited."

"Did you forget when Xu Yuan gave a speech in college? Xu Yuan was already very talented, not just in lyrics, he already had a certain fan in the literary world, but he didn't know it."

"Have you forgotten Xu Yuan's four sentences? Have you forgotten Xu Yuan's poem about the dispute between Mei and Xue? He is a visiting professor at the Department of Chinese Language and Literature of Tsinghua University!"

Facts speak louder than words.

After the new work, those people's suspicions became unreliable.

Especially Xu Yuan's last sentence is clearly ironic!
I'm a porter, go find who I'm moving!

Only those who are truly confident dare to say that!
He even ridiculed the other party for having a history of stealing other people's articles, hurry up!

Netizens felt that Xu Yuan's words were really powerful, and they probably could drive the other party to death.

However, they never thought that Xu Yuan might be talking about...really?
Under this wave of power ridicule, those literati temporarily shut up.

But soon they had a new point of attack.

That is Jingyesi.

"Hahaha, are you willing to show the works of such elementary school students?"

"Did you think it wouldn't be funny if you sang it?"

"Except for being mediocre and narrowly qualified, the artistic conception and the choice of words and sentences are simply child's play!"

"Is this the real hammer? This is the real work of Xu Yuan, right? Otherwise, the level of a person will not have such a big gap in the same time period."

"Well, if "When Will the Bright Moon Come" can be regarded as full of enthusiasm, then this "Quiet Night Thoughts" is really a child's handicraft, and it can be spicy."

Poor "Quiet Night Thoughts", it was criticized as a children's work.

Li Baiquan knew, but he didn't know if he would jump up in anger.

(End of this chapter)