Because the poem Li Zhan posted on Weibo was very short, with only two sentences.

In an instant, he was bombarded by people all over the Internet.

For a while, Li Zhan even turned into a street rat that everyone yelled at.

"Li Zhan, this idiot, I knew he couldn't write poetry. If he could write poetry, even my old sows could climb trees!"

"Li Zhan was so arrogant just now. I thought he was really capable. But now it seems so ridiculous. It turns out he is just a talkative king!"

"You idiot Li Zhan, even if you are uneducated, you still have to show it and let the people all over the country know that you are uneducated. It's really sad!"

"With this level of education, you dare to adapt Bai Juyi's favorite work "Pipa Xing" and insult the professors of Peking University. I just want to ask you, Li Zhan, who gave you the courage!"

"It's okay if you say you're crazy. If you have the capital to be crazy, I won't say anything. I've been doing it for a long time just to show off. Now if you can't show off, you'll be fucked!"

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But laymen watch the fun, and insiders watch the door.

When Wu Kun saw such two short sentences, he laughed at it at first, but after reading it a few times, he couldn't help but be completely shocked.

This...how is this possible?

How could this little guy be so good, how could he be so awesome, how could he write such a good poem?

Although this poem only has two sentences, the images appearing in the poem are all very common phenomena in daily life: night, eyes, and light.

But it is such a very common sentence, the most common phenomena in daily life, that makes this poem have the charm of reflection. The novel combination of the two sentences and the seemingly contradictory twist contain wonderful rationality.

This kind of logic that goes against common sense makes people feel an indescribable rationality.

It is this kind of logic that goes against common sense that makes the level of this poem instantly different.

Is this...such an awesome poem really written by that little guy?

How is this possible?

It's absolutely impossible.

At this time, we were in a relatively large room.

The sun shone in through the window, and an old man with gray hair who was over sixty years old was holding a book and reading quietly under the sun.

At this time, a girl wearing glasses and looking very quiet suddenly ran up to the old man who was reading a book and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I saw something very special on the Internet today.

Strange things, have I really never seen such strange things?"

When the old man who was reading heard what the girl said, he put down the book in his hand and said with a smile: "My dear granddaughter, tell me what strange things you have seen on the Internet. Now the Internet

There is more and more information on the Internet, and all kinds of strange things are emerging one after another. My good granddaughter has already seen so many strange things, what is it that makes you feel strange?"

The girl wearing glasses hugged her grandfather's arm and said with a smile: "A singer in the entertainment industry adapted Bai Juyi's favorite work "Pipa Xing" into a song, and then Grandpa Wu watched it.

In the past, I had a quarrel with this singer."

"Later, Grandpa Wu said on his Weibo that as long as the singer could write a poem in ten minutes and reach the average level of the Chinese students he taught, he would no longer pursue the singer's fault this time.

Got it!"

"Grandpa, guess what, in less than three minutes, the singer wrote a poem, and this poem was really strange and very short. I have never seen such a short poem.

Poems only have two sentences, only two such short sentences!"

After hearing what his granddaughter said, the old man smiled nonchalantly and said: "Wu Kun, this old man, is really getting older as he lives. He is already so old, and yet he is arguing with a junior.

What? This old guy knows how to rely on his old age to show his old age!"

"Xiao Min, you said that the poem the singer wrote only has two sentences, is it because he didn't finish it? Or is it because he couldn't write after finishing these two sentences!"

The girl wearing glasses shook her head, her two big watery eyes flashed, and she said with a strange expression: "Grandpa, you guessed wrong. He has not finished writing this poem, nor has he finished it."

It’s not that it can’t be written, it’s that this poem only has these two sentences – the night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find light!”

"Grandpa, isn't he awesome? Although this poem only has these two sentences, these two sentences already explain everything. I didn't expect that this little fresh meat is not only so handsome, but also so talented. It's really amazing.

It’s my meal!”

When Zhou Liqun heard this, he was shocked.

He couldn't believe what he just heard.

At this time, he kept mumbling to himself: "The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find the light!"

The girl wearing glasses smiled proudly when she saw her grandfather looking so serious.

At the same time, I also admired that little guy named Li Zhan even more.

Because she had never seen her grandfather look like this since she was a child.

My grandfather is now the top modern poet in the country!

My grandfather's masterpieces alone are no less than ten poems, and my grandfather is not only good at writing poetry, but also good at writing some prose and essays.

Whether it is primary school Chinese textbooks, junior high school Chinese textbooks, or high school Chinese textbooks, the selections include poems or articles written by my grandfather.

My grandfather is so powerful, so my grandfather also has a very picky vision.

So far, there are only a few writers or poets in the country who can catch his eye.

But this young boy named Li Zhan wrote such a poem, and the poem he wrote only had two sentences, but it shocked his grandfather so much.

This alone is enough to prove that this poem written by this little fresh meat is very good.

At this time, Zhou Min saw Li Zhan's Weibo on his mobile phone, saw Li Zhan's handsome face, and saw such a short poem he wrote, and couldn't help but whisper in his heart: "
Chapter completed!