Although Wang Huan's words surprised many people, after careful consideration, they found it to be reasonable.
After all, this guy is a "literary lunatic". Although he is also very talented in cultivation, Wang Huan prefers to write and write. Now there is a boss Wang who can be called a god-level existence in the literary world.
Wang Huan was naturally unwilling to give up this opportunity.
Wang Huan looked at Boss Wang expectantly, but in the end, Boss Wang curled his lips and refused directly.
"don't want."
Although Wang Huan had already guessed that there might be such a result, when he heard Boss Wang's rejection, Wang Huan's heart almost broke. He frowned and looked at Boss Wang and asked, "
Why? Boss Wang, is my talent too poor? I’m not worthy of being your apprentice? If that’s the case, then I can stay by your side or be your little follower. I just want to be able to experience more of Wang.
Boss, you are inspired by the literary and artistic atmosphere."
Wang Huan said such words with great affection that made everyone present goosebumps.
These people all rolled their eyes at Wang Huan, feeling disgusted in their hearts.
Zhao Yin rubbed his arms at this time, shuddered, and said dissatisfied, "I say Wang Huan, you are too disgusting, aren't you? Can you say such disgusting words? Let me tell you,
Fortunately, I didn't eat much just now, otherwise I would have definitely vomited." Zhao Yin looked full of resentment at this moment.
But after hearing what Zhao Yin said now, Boss Wang and others subconsciously glanced at the place where Zhao Yin was sitting.
There were piles of leftover bones there.
Well, this guy really ate very little, he just barely ate the whole table.
"Old Wang, you are so disgusting." Xu Xiaotian said angrily at this time.
Wang Mingyuan directly covered his eyes, shook his head, sighed, and said, "You will embarrass our ancestors named Wang."
But just when everyone was "conquering" the disgusting words Wang Huan said, Zhao Feiyan suddenly raised her hand weakly.
"Um... am I the only one who is curious, can Boss Wang be influenced by literature and art? Why do I think Boss Wang is only influenced by art?"
As soon as Zhao Feiyan said these words, she stuck out her tongue at Boss Wang very playfully, which looked really cute.
Zhao Yin and others were stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help but burst out laughing, holding their stomachs.
Wang Meng glared at the little girl fiercely. He felt helpless and really wanted to ask the little girl, couldn't she just be a quiet little fan?
But now Wang Huan was not affected by these people at all. After seeing that Boss Wang had not responded to his words, Wang Huan continued, "Boss Wang, is it okay?"
As a result, before Boss Wang had time to answer, Zhao Yin on the side walked up to Wang Huan and gently patted Wang Huan on the shoulder, looking like a stranger, and said with a smile, "I said Wang Huan, you are so
You are not sincere enough. Since you say that Boss Wang’s poems are good, why don’t you tell everyone what’s so good about Boss Wang’s poems? Maybe as soon as you say it and flatter yourself, Boss Wang will agree to it as soon as he is happy.
"
Wang Huan immediately felt as if he had been enlightened. He lightly slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "Look at my pig brain. Brother Zhao's brain is full of aura. Okay, I'll give it to you now."
Let’s analyze what’s so good about Boss Wang’s poem.”
In fact, although everyone present knew that Boss Wang's poem was well written, their knowledge was only superficial. More layers came from the reverie when they first heard the poem. If someone asked
Whether this song "Qing Ping Diao" is good or not, these people will definitely give it a thumbs up and say yes, but once someone asks where it is, these people will probably wilt.
Although many people think that Wang Huan's literary attainments are not as good as Boss Wang's, at this time, he seems to be the only one in this place who is most suitable to explain Boss Wang's poem. Therefore, after hearing that Wang Huan actually wanted to analyze this poem
After reading the poem, many people immediately pricked their ears to understand what was going on.
"The reason I say Boss Wang is a great talent is because this poem was cleverly conceived by Boss Wang in less than a few seconds. This kind of ability is absolutely unimaginable. I admire you."
After Wang Huan said this, he bowed to Boss Wang extremely politely, and then continued, "At the same time, the imagination of this poem is also very clever, almost to the point of being easy to pick up. This poem
Although the article is praising people, how do we usually praise people? We directly say how beautiful and good-looking she is. These are too superficial and too artificial."
"The language in Boss Wang's poem is rich and colorful. Every time you read this poem, you will feel like the spring breeze is blowing on your face, the shadows of flowers are longing, and the person's face is good-looking. The writing is very natural, and there is no deliberate carving or carving at all.
The first sentence uses clouds as clothes and flowers as faces. The second sentence also writes that flowers are moistened by the spring breeze and jade dew. This is like Boss An's beauty being sought after by countless people. The third and fourth sentences use fairies again.
Let’s compare it to Boss An. Such repeated comparisons have more successfully and profoundly created an image of a gorgeous and fairy-like beauty for us.”
When Wang Huan said this, he couldn't help but licked his dry lips with his tongue. He looked very excited. Once he talked about poetry, Wang Huan started chattering endlessly, "And Boss Wang is here."
I used images such as clouds, flowers, dew, jade mountains, Yaotai, and moonlight to describe it, and used elegant words to praise Boss An’s charming appearance. The emotion between them was revealed naturally, without seeming artificial at all.”
When Wang Huan said this, his analysis of Boss Wang's poems could be considered over.
He immediately knelt down on one knee in front of Boss Wang, "Boss Wang, how is my analysis of this poem?"
Boss Wang didn't speak now, but the customers on the side and Boss An who was standing aside at the moment all nodded silently, especially Boss An. Although Wang Huan's "unsatisfactory" sentence before, Wang Huan
She still had some opinions, but at this moment she had to admit that Wang Huan's analysis was still very thorough.
Even if she were to analyze it, it probably wouldn't be much better.
"Very good," Boss Wang also gave himself recognition at this time, but before Wang Huan had time to be happy, Boss Wang changed the subject and said, "But do you know what I do?"