As soon as Chen Mo's V blog was posted, it immediately caused a small sensation in the entertainment industry.
Many people combined it with what happened at the Poetry Culture Festival and immediately understood that the Luoluo who heard the story was Chen Mo's daughter Luoluo?
Therefore, "Journey to the West", "Buddha Is the Tao" and now "Desolation" were actually all written by Chen Mo!
Regarding the positive speculations of many people in the industry, director Jiang Chunian commented on V blog:
[Yes, Chen Mo is indeed the original author of "Journey to the West". We already knew this when we were working together on the filming of "Journey to the West". 】
[In other words, Chen Mo can also write poetry? And he also passed the audition! 】
[The song "Chu Ge" was actually written by Chen Mo? Oh my God, I really cried. Lyrics, composition, arrangement, singing, performance, novels, poetry... Is there anything else he can't do? 】
[Hahaha, I know he will never give birth to a child! 】
[Well, I think what Mr. Chen means is that he seems to want to teach the guy who insulted Luo Luo a lesson. I have a hunch that it might lead to more conflicts, so I'm going to eat melon seeds. 】
[Same as above, goodbye everyone...]
At the same time, in an office at the Cultural College of Yancheng University, Tong Mingyuan was sitting on a chair thinking about a poem he had just finished, when suddenly the office door was pushed open.
"Grandpa, something big happened. Your student plagiarized a poem you wrote to participate in the Poetry Culture Festival, but was pulled out. Moreover, he also frantically insulted a little girl who was less than five years old. The little girl's father has already Posting a V blog made your position clear..."
As he said this, Tong Ziqiang handed over his phone. On the screen was "Chu Ge" and the comments.
Looking at the words above, Tong Mingyuan's face became darker and darker, and he suddenly slapped his cell phone on the table: "This bastard has lost his shame to grandma's house, how dare he?!"
"Grandpa, you are angry because you are angry, don't take it out on my phone!"
Tong Ziqiang took the phone back distressedly and checked it up and down, left and right, and found that it was not broken.
At this moment, Tong Mingyuan had already taken out his mobile phone and made a call. As soon as the other party answered the call, he angrily yelled: "What does your jury do for food? That boy Zhao Guangming so obviously plagiarized a poem I wrote before. How did you pass it?"
He is the vice chairman of the judging panel of this Poetry Culture Festival and does not participate in the judging of the auditions, so he does not know these things.
On the other end of the phone, the person in charge of judging the audition quickly explained: "I'm sorry, Mr. Tong, it was a mistake in our work. We will cancel Zhao Guangming's qualification for the audition right now."
After the call ended, the person in charge of the audition breathed a long sigh of relief. This time they flattered me on the horse's hooves.
They discovered Zhao Guangming's plagiarism of Tong Lao's work immediately, but the former's blatant plagiarism made them mistakenly think that Tong Lao had acquiesced, so they turned a blind eye and passed it.
At this time, Zhao Guangming was furious again because his IP was hacked and he could not publish even a single word on it.
"Damn it, what bastard dared to hack me?" As a college student, he didn't know that he was being attacked by hackers, but he didn't think about Chen Mo and his daughter.
Just as he was about to ask a friend for help, his cell phone rang.
"Hello, Mr. Zhao Guangming, after review by our audition jury, your work contains serious plagiarism. Therefore, we hereby inform you that your qualification for the Poetry Culture Festival audition has been cancelled!"
After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone without giving him a chance to speak.
Zhao Guangming threw his phone on the bed angrily: "Assholes, all of them are bastards, Tong Ziqiang, you meddling piece of shit, just wait for me!"
Just as he was yelling, he didn't know that Tong Mingyuan had already posted a V blog:
I, Tong Mingyuan, hereby issue an announcement: Zhao Guangming plagiarized my poetry works to participate in the Poetry Culture Festival, and also maliciously insulted minors. His conduct is inappropriate and morally wrong, and he will be unilaterally expelled from the school. And I will also contact the school and punish them appropriately.
Subsequently, he posted another V-blog: @ Mr. Chen Mo, in view of Zhao Guangming’s insults to your daughter, I have already dealt with it. However, my character does not need to be judged by Mr. Chen, nor does my knowledge need to be pointed out by a person who writes songs and novels.
Here, I extend an invitation to Mr. Chen. You and I will each write a poem and let netizens serve as judges to see if I am qualified to continue to be a scholar of poetry and to teach and educate people!
This time, not only the entertainment industry was stirred up, but the poetry and literature circles were also excited.
Who is Tong Mingyuan? He was the vice president of the Yancheng Poetry Association and an old professor at the School of Literature of Yancheng University. It could be said that he had been studying poetry all his life.
And Chen Mo... is just an artist who writes songs. What qualifications do he have to be challenged by Tong Lao?
At this time, Chen Mo, who was lying on the sofa in the living room on the flat floor, saw the V-blog on the back of Tong Mingyuan's post and smiled bitterly. The reason why he said that was because he was angry. It was okay to scold him, but he couldn't scold his daughter.
Of course, with the entertainment gift package in hand, he was not afraid of Mr. Tong's challenge, but he was afraid of hurting the other party's face.
However, his lack of response made many people think that he was afraid or not giving Tong Mingyuan face, especially those in the poetry and literature circles, who kept coming to his V-blog to ridicule him.
It's been like this for a while, but I still haven't seen any response from him.
Tong Mingyuan was a little angry. He didn't know anything and was blocked by a young man from a distance. He secretly said that he didn't know people well and handed over a student with bad conduct. His own abilities were not much better.
The student with bad conduct has been dealt with, and now he has to clear his name no matter what.
So he didn't wait any longer and posted the poem he was just thinking about on V-blog, and also @Chen Mo's certified account.
Soon, many poetry lovers and netizens began to appreciate:
【I become a butterfly with you, but you are imprisoned on the other side. From then on, the two places were separated, and the flowers of the other shore appeared again. It's really so beautiful and so sad. This five-character quatrain can be regarded as a model of the pain of lovesickness and separation. 】
[Yes, the Assimilation Butterfly is a beautiful legend, but in the end there is a River of Forgetfulness in the middle...]
[If this poem by Tong Lao were to participate in the Poetry Culture Festival, it would be at least in the top three! 】
[Haha, some people are scared, and they secretly ridiculed Tong Lao for not being able to teach students! What's wrong? not talking anymore? @陈素Get out! 】
【……】
"Dad, why don't you respond to this old man? Look, they are all scolding you."
Listening to his daughter's inquiry, Chen Mo reached out and touched the little girl's head: "Dad said the wrong thing impulsively this morning. This old man is a good man. If they want to scold him, just wait for them to scold him!"
"Oh, but Luo Luo is not happy, no one can scold dad!"
However, as soon as Shen Xingluo finished speaking, Chen Mo's cell phone rang. When he saw it was an unfamiliar number from Yancheng, he thought about it and picked it up: "Hello, I'm Chen Mo, may I ask..."
"Hmph! I know you are Chen Mo. Where did the energy you used to bargain with me go? Old Tong challenged you from afar, why didn't you answer? Let me tell you, in the eyes of the outside world, you are my Shen family My son-in-law, it doesn’t matter if you are scared, don’t let others misunderstand that my Shen family is scared too!”
"Um...Uncle Shen, but I did impulsively rush into Mr. Tong this morning, so..."
"Okay, I will tell you the last thing. It is Grandpa Qingrou's intention to let you take on Old Man Tong's challenge. Although I am the head of the Shen family, I will still listen to what he says now. It's up to you!"
Chen Mo suddenly trembled when he heard Chi Guoguo's threat and the blind voice coming from his cell phone.
Looking at the short but affectionate poem written by Tong Mingyuan, he sighed: "Mr. Tong, I'm really sorry. The world is big, but my future wife is the biggest!"
(To be continued!)
