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Chapter 252 252 Eternal masterpiece, continues to shock

【252. A masterpiece through the ages, continues to shock】

"Good poems, really good poems! The Poetry of the Pavilion of the Prince of Teng and the Preface of the Pavilion of the Prince of Teng complement each other, and this article has taken this article to another level!"

"Poems are completed in an instant, and essays are completed in an instant. How can such a great talent plagiarize? How can he bother to plagiarize?"

"The shadows of the leisurely cloud lake are long and the sun is long, things change and the stars move for several autumns. Where is the emperor and son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself. It is really a wonderful work, especially the "emptiness" of "empty flow", which is so wonderful!"

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Su Qingyun turned a deaf ear to all these praises, and stared at Guo Youwei like lightning:

"Northwest University is really wonderful. First there is Jiashen, and then there is Guo Youwei!"

"A group of people with good looks can even become university professors. It's really not old-fashioned, and the world is in decline."

"It's really sad for the higher education in Longguo!"

If the slander fails, you will be slapped in the face!

Guo Youwei, his old face was flushed with embarrassment!

He bit his lip and wanted to refute a few more words, but after hearing the ridicule around him, he finally shut his mouth, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak away.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Qian Muwen gave a hearty voice, and praised:
"Eternal characters have been through the ages, and the last one who wrote a preface and passed down through the ages was Wang Xizhi!"

"Now, thousands of years have passed, only the Preface to Lanting is handed down in the world, and there is no Wang Youjun in the world anymore."

"Fortunately, today's event, I'll see the geniuses again!"

"Mr. Su's talent is unparalleled in the world, please accept my worship!"

At his age, Qian Muwen bowed deeply to Su Qingyun as a disciple.

It doesn't stop there!

There were people constantly coming up behind Qian Muwen and following them to perform disciple salutes.

This includes many big names in academia!

For example, Mr. Wen Qianqiu, the dean of Chang'an Bailu College, bowed respectfully and said:

"Mr. Su, please accept my worship!"

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Kong Rufeng, the director of the Confucius Institute, who is [-] years old this year, leaned on a cane, bent over tremblingly, and said:

"Mr. Su, please accept my worship!"

Afterwards, countless professors and associate professors followed behind, bent down in unison, and bowed to the ground:
"Mr. Su, please accept my respect."

Su Qingyun stretched out his hand to help everyone up, and said:
"I'm young and inexperienced, so I can't stand this worship! Everyone please get up quickly."

After everyone stood up, Zhang Lingtong, vice president of the Traditional Poetry Association, walked up to Su Qingyun and said excitedly:

"Mr. Su, I have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and I questioned your talent and learning before!"

"As soon as your "Preface to the Pavilion of the Prince of Teng" came out, it swept the literary world and is unparalleled in the world!"

"With your talent and learning, it is more than enough to participate in the Poetry and Culture Exchange Conference of the Dragon Country, the Sakura Country, and the Kimchi Country!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Lingtong wept with joy, and shouted to the sky:
"The sky has eyes, the stars of Wenqu have descended to the earth, and my dragon country has come out of the dragon!"

With this cry, everyone wept with joy.

Cheers to Su Qingyun!

In this situation, it can be said that there are many romantic figures, let's look at the present!

Eternal romance, the country is still the same, the romantic figure, has long been with the river, scooping up nowhere to be found.

Everyone looked up at Su Qingyun, and at some point, Su Qingyun had quietly left.

"Look, Mr. Su is there!"

Someone shouted, and everyone looked up.

The autumn wind in September disturbed the calm lake water, causing waves of ripples.

In the rustling autumn wind, Su Qingyun took a small boat to enjoy the Ganjiang River!
That figure was like a dream, gradually blurred, and could no longer be seen clearly.

If it weren't for the ink on the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" left on the table, everyone would have thought it was just a dream.

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Office of Department of Literature, Peking University.

Zhao Mingqian is the dean of the Department of Literature at Peking University.

After a tiring day, he packed up his things and was about to go home from get off work.

Suddenly the phone rang.

Taking out his mobile phone and looking at the caller ID, Zhao Mingqian smiled and said:
"Hey, Lao Li, aren't you attending the Tengwangge Poetry Meeting in Xijiang Province? Why did you remember to call me?"

Old Li's trembling voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Director, I, I am in the Tengwang Pavilion right now."

"Nimma, Director, it's terrible, Mr. Wenqu Xing has descended to earth!"

"A world-shocking work has appeared, oh my god, it's so awesome, I'm at the end of words, I can't describe my shocking heart now!"

Zhao Mingqian looked confused, and said speechlessly: "Old Li, why are you crazy when I asked you to attend the poetry meeting? Did you see a ghost in broad daylight?"

Old Li said: "You don't understand, you're not there, you haven't read this article, you can't understand my feelings!"

Zhao Mingqian rolled his eyes: "I don't understand? I am the dean of the Department of Literature at Jingbei University, what kind of articles have I never seen?"

Jingbei University, as the number one university in the Dragon Country!

It is also popular all over the world!

And Zhao Mingqian's ability to become the dean of the Department of Literature of Jingbei University is naturally an extraordinary talent!

He has read a lot of books since he was a child, learned essays at the age of three, and was able to compose poetry at the age of five. He was admitted to Peking University at the age of 16 and made a sensation in the village.

What kind of articles has he never seen?

at this time!

Ding Dong!

WeChat rang!
It was Lao Li who sent an article!
"Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng? I want to see how shocking it is!"

Zhao Mingqian clicked on it and browsed quickly.

3 minutes later!

He bounced off the chair with a "crack"!
That's right, it's bombs!

Zhao Mingqian is more than 60 years old and is about to retire, but the speed just now, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a strong guy.

"Nimma, genius!"

"No, what the hell, Wenquxing has descended!"

"Wori, real dragons are about to emerge from our Dragon Kingdom!"

Zhao Mingqian excitedly danced in the office. As a master of literature, he actually uttered three foul language in a row, which really answered the phrase "manjuan poetry and books are ecstatic".

He continued to look down, and every sentence was full of literary grace, which made him tremble all over, and his pupils shrank violently.

"The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky!"

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"Guanshan is difficult to cross, and those who are sad and lost, who meet by chance, are all guests from other lands."

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"What a pity! The fortune is bad, and the fate is too many. Feng Tangyi is old, and Li Guang is hard to seal."

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"Old and strong, rather move the heart of the white head, poor and strong, never fall into the blue sky."

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This sentence, this word, is deafening and shocking.

"Eternal Strange Writings!"

"Amazing talent!"

"This is not only an ancient prose, but also a very exquisite parallel prose!"

Zhao Mingqian, as the dean of the Department of Literature, knows the difficulty of this article very well, and even more understands the talent of this article!
Among other things, he is not talented enough, and he will not be able to write such a beautiful article in this life!

And people who can write such articles are definitely not ordinary people!
He immediately called Lao Li back, and said as soon as he opened his mouth:
"Damn it, Nima, Wo Ri, Lao Li, you've made a lot of money! If I had known, I wouldn't have given you the place. I'll go to Tengwang Pavilion and see who wrote this beautiful article!!!"

At this moment, Zhao Mingqian's intestines were full of regret.

(End of this chapter)