Mom Was Washing Dishes In The Mushroom House And Exposed My Vest

0085 Yes, I Am Deliberately Trying To Piss You Off

The audience watched intently and listened carefully.

The sons and daughters of the Chinese nation, who have a strong sense of national honor, never expected that they would get such a result in the end.

The tens of millions of viewers in front of the screen began to gather anger in their hearts.

In the end, it was like a volcano that had been silent for countless years suddenly erupted.

In an instant, magma spewed out, reaching a height of 10,000 meters.

"What did you say?"

"Can you say that again?""

"Are you joking?"

"Professor Zhu, this is no joke."

"Six hundred and eighteen poets, one thousand and twenty-three poems, not one single one was chosen?"

"How is that possible? There is definitely something fishy."

"Impossible things are impossible even against odds.

“If you select 100 poems out of 15,000 poems, the probability of one poem being selected is less than 7 out of 1,000.

There are one thousand and twenty-three songs. From a probability perspective, seven should be selected?

How rubbish our Chinese poets are.

That's why with such a high probability, the sun will not make up for it. 11

"Fuck, I don't believe it, this is definitely not true."

"Are they all mentally retarded? There are more than 600 people, and you can't even win a single song. You are ashamed of the Chinese people."

"You're going to be dragged out and shot. You're going to go out of the country and be embarrassed. How dare you come back." "663"

"I was so angry that I threw away my cell phone. No matter how bad it is, it can't be this bad, right?"

"People all over the world are watching. If you don't think it's embarrassing, why should I be embarrassed?"

"The majestic Chinese country has a history of five thousand years. Tang poetry and Song lyrics have been passed down through the ages and have illuminated the past and present. They were all destroyed in your hands."

"The mood at this time is indescribable. These poets are worse than the national football team."

"It's so shameful. I left it at grandma's house."

“Damn it, the poetry world is a bunch of rabble, a bunch of idiots, and a bunch of bad writers.

"It makes me happy to see their anger."

"I have said before that the people of the next generation are not without blood or a sense of national honor.

On the contrary, they live in an era of rapid national development.

Their sense of national honor and patriotism are far superior to those of our generation.

They just lived in a peaceful time.

I don’t know that the country was not prosperous and strong enough back then, but it was just unfair treatment.

They are the sparks that can start a prairie fire if given the chance. "

"Yes, this generation of children is the hope of China, and Zhu Xing did a good job in allowing them to live a prosperous life while still seeing the bloody scars.

"It's okay to have anger."

"Although the scolding was more euphemistic, we still saw our bloody nature back then."

In front of the screen in the live broadcast room, some people knew about this incident back then.

After all, the impact of this incident was not small at the time.

It has also been on hot searches and front page headlines.

But a large portion of the audience doesn't know this.

There is no other reason.

They are too small.

Eleven years ago, the new generation was graduating from college. At that time, they were only twelve or thirteen years old.

At that age, all I was thinking about was how to have fun.

Who cares about these things.

Moreover, even if you care, you still can't understand the deeper meaning.

So when they knew that the outcome of the matter turned out to be like this.

They were angry.

The great country of China, due to its economic development in recent years, has become more and more important in the world, and it has the potential to be on par with the beautiful country.

These young people in their twenties.

Are enjoying the best dividends.

This is when the sense of national honor is most vigorous.

How could I possibly maintain restraint when I suddenly heard that something like this happened ten years ago?

They spit and cursed angrily to vent their anger.

In the live broadcast room.

Zifeng, who was originally curious, was now furious.

"Grandpa Zhu, why was not one selected? There are more than 600 poets, so there must be a few good ones.

Even one song will do.

If they all lose the election, won’t the country lose face?”

Zifeng almost cried.

Such a big move will definitely attract worldwide attention.

The final result was that more than 600 Chinese poets and a thousand poems were completely wiped out.

She couldn't accept this result.

Zhu Xing felt that the effect was achieved, so he replied to Zifeng: "No, not even one."

Zifeng clenched her little fists and stared at Zhu Xing blankly, stubbornly refusing to let tears flow down.

This scene makes everyone feel sorry for Zifeng.

Ten years have passed.

Why should we use it to hurt the new generation of young people?

Yang Mi couldn't bear it, so she walked over gently and held Zifeng's shoulders with both hands.

I was ready to say something, but I didn't know how to say it.

This situation.

How is it different from how she behaved when she heard about this?

Zhu Xing didn't have the slightest sympathy or pity, and sneered, "Do you think this is the end?"

The yelling stopped abruptly.

The audience stared blankly at the screen.

A look of disbelief.

What's the meaning?

Is there anything more unacceptable than this?

The cruel Zhu Xing continued to add fuel to the fire to this group of young people.

"Morch made a carefully designed form out of gratitude.

This was then posted to the front pages of Time Magazine, New York Daily News and other international media.

And in order to highlight the specialness of China.

He also made a special red mark for the column of China's data.

There was also a paragraph written with ulterior motives at the back.

Although more than a thousand of Hua's poems were not selected, I was deeply moved by their philanthropic heart. "

"Fuck!"

"Is this intentional?"

"This is obviously aimed at China, okay?"

"What do you mean by this idiot Moerhe? Is he bullying my country, China?"

"I'm so pissed off. I'm really pissed off."

"It was specially marked in red and published on the front pages of these international media. Its intentions are obvious."

"I was so angry that I vomited blood. Isn't this an obvious insult to our country, China?"

"Boycott all of Molch's works in the future."

"This scumbag should be cut to pieces by a thousand cuts."

I don’t know when Zhu Xing’s wife sent him a tablet.

On the screen of the tablet is the live broadcast of Mushroom House.

Seeing those flashing curses, Zhu Xing's heavy heart finally relaxed a little.

But he definitely had no intention of letting these young people off like this.

"Are you angry now?

Are you angry now?

Is this vomiting blood?

Is this a matter of life and death?

It's too early, the matter is not over yet.

After I finish talking about this matter, it will be too late for you to live or die. "

"boom!"

Those young people who don’t know this matter, after hearing Zhu Xing’s words……

It was as if his head had been hit hard by something heavy.

People are a little stupid.

Why are you just watching a live broadcast?

But to suffer such a heavy blow?

This is obviously an entertainment program, so why is there such a sharp-tongued veteran?

Zhu Xingke ignored the mood of these young people and said to himself: "In this collection of poems, poets from 68 countries around the world participated.

The poet with the most selections is naturally from the beautiful country.

A total of six poets and six poems were selected.

Except for China.

All other countries have poems included in this collection.

I'm afraid you don't understand, so let me put it in another way.

In other words, among sixty-eight countries.

Only Hua Guo’s poems were not selected.

Later, Molhe also compiled a special article.

That's the general meaning.

This collection of poems was selected in a completely fair and impartial environment.

You failed because your level is not good enough.

Don’t blame our organizing committee for being unfair.

long......

Is it fun?"

Zhu Xing, who had been furious when this matter was mentioned before, suddenly lost his anger.

These words were said in a calm and indifferent way.

But it made the already angry young netizens even more angry.

"If you choose a special choice, as long as it is not a bad move, you can see that it is deliberately targeting our country, China.

"Morge is so insidious."

"He is deliberately embarrassing China."

"It's not public welfare, this is obviously a planned target.

"I'm so pissed off, really pissed off."

"At the beginning, I thought it was because the level of Chinese poets was not good. But now it seems that it has nothing to do with their level. As long as they are Chinese, their works will not be selected.

It doesn’t matter how well you write. "

"Where's Yun Zhonghe? I remember he became popular that year. Didn't his works also make the selection?"

"It's so disgusting."

"Is this the end of the matter?"

During the 1.6 live broadcast, Zifeng's hands were trembling slightly in anger.

She asked Zhu Xing, "Grandpa Zhu, didn't the Chinese poets resist? This is obviously bullying us."

Zhu Xing sneered, "Of course they resisted. Six hundred and eighteen poets wrote a joint letter and asked the diplomatic ambassador to the beautiful country at that time to hand this letter into the hands of Molhe.

Others called back with just one sentence. "

"What words?"

Zhu Xing sneered and replied: "You are wasting your time writing letters to me, you might as well improve your writing skills."

"..."

Zifeng gritted his teeth angrily, "What about Yun Zhonghe? He is now the top being in the world of poetry.

Did he write poems to participate in the selection?"

"No!"

Zhu Xing said categorically: "He doesn't know how, and he doesn't bother to participate in the selection.

He became famous after this incident.

And the reason why he wrote poetry.

It was because of this incident that he felt ashamed.

He wants to avenge the Chinese poetry world!

He stood up alone.

One stroke can stop thousands of armies!

But this is for the future.

Before this, the Chinese poetry circle was not convinced by Molhe's approach and even made a death struggle.

And it was this time that struggled.

Let the Chinese poetry world be completely destroyed!"

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