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"Please Master Ye hit me in the face with your talent."
Grand Master Jiang bent down and held his hands.
This request!
It hurts everyone to hear it!
But the people who watched the excitement were never afraid of big things, so everyone booed one after another.
"Master Ye, please use your talent to slap your face!"
"Master Ye, please use your talent to slap your face!"
? Not only the people at the scene,
On the Internet, all the messages are the same sentence.
The Golden Temple,
His Majesty Tian Haiqian laughed and said: "Grand Master Jiang is an upright person, but he is also stubborn. I hope Ye Xuan can make him make a fool of himself."
Taixue Hall,
The Twelve University Scholars laughed loudly: "Haha, use your talent to slap your face? Thanks to Jiang Ziya, an old stubborn man, who figured it out."
"However, I am looking forward to Ye Xuan's next works."
"yes!"
Return to the scene.
Seeing this, Ye Xuan didn't take it seriously, isn't it just writing an essay, what's so difficult about it?
"Okay, I'll create an article on the spot, just wait and see."
Upon hearing that Ye Xuan was going to write essays on the spot, Grand Master Jiang was overjoyed. As the saying goes, too many words will lead to mistakes, and naturally there will be many loopholes in writing long articles. He will definitely be able to see the clues when the time comes.
What's more, articles are made naturally, and they can be obtained by chance! A good work doesn't mean that it comes easily, let alone on the stage, under the eyes of everyone, and hastily completed?
'I don't believe that he can really write such high-level works as "Kong Yiji" and "Born in Sorrow and Died in Happiness"! '
Grand Master Jiang thought to himself, but in order not to wrong Ye Xuan, he added:
"Master Ye, I won't make it difficult for you. As long as you have an eight-point level in "Kong Yiji", I will immediately kowtow to you and apologize."
Ye Xuan smiled lightly and did not speak.
Grab the paper and pen, think for a while, and start writing on the spot.
Grand Master Jiang stood aside, with no expression on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
And Ye Xuan suddenly raised his head, looked at the sky thinking, smiled knowingly, lowered his head again, and waved his brush.
At this moment, he wrote on the paper:
"The temperament of Chinese people always likes to make compromises. For example, if you say that this room is too dark and you need to open a window here, everyone will definitely not allow it. But if you insist on tearing down the roof, they will come to mediate and are willing to open the window." gone."
"Since ancient times, we have had people who worked hard, those who worked hard, those who pleaded for the people, and those who sacrificed their lives to seek the law. Although it is the so-called "official history" that is equivalent to the genealogy of emperors and generals, it is often Can't hide their brilliance, this is the backbone of Huaguo."
"May all the young people in Huaguo get rid of the air-conditioning, just walk upwards, and don't have to listen to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can do things do things, and those who can speak out. There is a little heat, and a little light. Like a firefly, you can also shine in the dark A little light, no need to wait for the torch"
In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Xuan swiped away, put down the pen, stretched his waist, and stared straight at Grand Master Jiang: "I've finished writing, you can take it to read!"
"Yes, Master Ye."
Grand Master Jiang really bent down, holding Ye Xuan's article in both hands, and began to read his work with an extremely serious expression.
However, the first sentence at the beginning made him slightly taken aback.
"Tonight, nice moonlight.
I haven't seen him for more than ten years; seeing him today, I am very refreshed. Only then did I realize that in the past ten years or so, I was completely in a daze; however, I must be very careful. Otherwise, why did Jiang's dog look at me twice?
I am rightly afraid. "
Grand Master Jiang calmed himself down and continued to read, but the more he read, the uglier his face became, and Ye Xuanyang wrote:
"I looked through the history and found that there is no date in this history. The words "benevolence, righteousness and morality" were written on each crooked page. I couldn't sleep anyway. There are two words "eating people" written on the book!
After reading this, a chill ran down his spine.
"Ah, when the whip of creation does not reach Huaxia's spine, Huaxia will always be the same Huaxia, and I will never change a single hair by myself!"
At this moment, his eyeballs were like springs, about to pop out.
Grand Master Jiang rubbed his sore eyes, pretending to be??What it looks like, continue to see:
"It's pitch black, I don't know if it's day or night. Jiang's dog is barking again. ?
The viciousness of a lion, the cowardice of a rabbit, the cunning of a fox,"
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and tried his best to find something that could be criticized between the lines of Ye Xuan, but when he read this sentence, his expression changed drastically, and he was so frightened that he squatted on the ground:
"I can see that his words are full of poison, his smile is full of knives, and their teeth are all lined up sharply. This is a man-eating guy."
"I curse the cannibal first, and start with him; if I want to persuade the cannibal, I also start with him."
In the end, Ye Xuan wrote word by word:
"I have four thousand years of cannibalism experience, although I didn't know it at the beginning, but now I understand that it's hard to see real people!
Children who haven't eaten people, or have?
Save the child"
? At the end of reading, Grand Master Jiang turned pale with shock, his whole face was filled with deep shock, his heart was full of thoughts, no less than a stormy sea.
"I May I know the name of this article?" He asked blankly.
Ye Xuan looked down proudly: "Diary of a Madman!"
"Click"
The name made him blush, 'what an ironic name! '
His hand holding the article trembled a little, and he started browsing again.
He wanted to refute, he wanted to find the loopholes in the article, but found that,
This article is magnificent and has a profound artistic conception. Every word and sentence in the article has profound meaning and is worthy of repeated chewing.
Compared with "Kong Yiji", it is only high but not low.
There was a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth. This kind of article, the criticism of social phenomena between the lines is profound and thorough, hit the nail on the head, sharp and sharp, not to mention him, looking at the current literary world, he is also enough to form a school of his own and stand out from the crowd.
The deepest problem is that Ye Xuan's pen is sharp and even mean, full of critical thinking, and has a strong national consciousness and sense of urgency.
However, behind this sharp style of writing, there is also compassion for the people and state affairs, which makes people read it as if someone poured a bucket of ice water in June, and they reflect on themselves, which is creepy.
This style of writing is not inferior to any famous writer in the world, but it is also completely different from the writing style of any famous writer in the world.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that such an article came from an eighteen-year-old boy. But how can someone who can write such an article cheat?
That is to say, the splendid young man in front of him is not only talented, but also possesses keen insight and rich social experience.
At this moment, he sighed quietly!
On the other hand, Ye Xuan looked proud and calm.
The original author of this article is a master named Lu Xun.
The style of essays he created is full of modernity, freedom, criticism and fighting, and is the "critical weapon" most often used by later writers.
And this article is hearty, and it is Mr. Lu's first cry after experiencing silence and thinking
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