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"Besides, if I encounter a great ancient literary figure who gives me a research topic, it's perfectly reasonable for me to burn some paper money and incense for him, right?"

Screenwriter Wang paused awkwardly.

"Teacher, it wasn't dug out of an ancient tomb. This author is alive and well." After a moment, the old professor on the other end of the phone exclaimed. "You, what did you say?" "Alive?" "And a young screenwriter at that, only in his early twenties?!" "Holy crap, I'm coming over right now!"

"Such a young person is simply a gem in the field of classical Chinese literature. I will spare no expense to ensure that..."

Upon hearing the old professor's words, screenwriter Wang's face showed envy. "Looks like you're going to pre-select one of your doctoral candidates this year?" "Sigh, I also want to study under you, but you won't give me the chance." The old professor on the other end of the phone spoke in a voice that sounded like he was talking to a fool. "Doctoral my foot!"

"Who would I send this to? Would you be hoping I'd shorten my lifespan by having such a big shot as my PhD?" "I'm saying, I'll do anything to get this big shot to mention my name in some poem, hahaha, that way I can be remembered for eternity!"

Meanwhile, Guo Gang was growing increasingly furious at the Screenwriters' Association. First, Chen Yu, a newcomer, dared to go against him, the president of the association, and then Wang, a member of the association, actually withdrew from the membership.

Are young people these days all lawless? Fine, if screenwriter Wang doesn't want to post on Weibo to criticize Chen Yu, then Guo Gang will post it himself. He doesn't believe it. How great can Chen Yu's lousy poem be? Soon after, Guo Gang posted another Weibo.

"I've always believed in one thing: professionals should do professional things." "For example, when it comes to writing poetry, if you're not a professional, don't try to teach others and make a fool of yourself. But some young people these days, relying on their large following, write whatever they want, releasing all sorts of nonsensical poems, and they have a group of fans who can't judge for themselves praising them."

"This phenomenon is truly laughable!" After Guo Gang posted this Weibo message, he also forwarded it to the Writers Guild's large group chat. The members of the Writers Guild had been working under Guo Gang for a long time and were quite familiar with their president's style. The moment Guo Gang forwarded it in the group, they immediately understood and forwarded it again with comments.

"Exactly. Some people are just online novelists. What do they know about poetry? They just write nonsense and make people laugh their heads off."

"Did you go to university? Did you study classical Chinese literature?"

"If such a bad poem can be called poetry, then I think it is an insult to poetry!" "I can say with certainty that I know many experts in classical Chinese because of my work. None of them dare to say that they can write excellent classical poems. Moreover, they must deliberate carefully and spend a long time on it."

"Chen Yu wrote an ancient poem in such a short time? Arrogant and conceited!" "It's a wonder that someone is willing to fawn over him. Fans really don't have brains!" Such comments naturally stirred up a lot of controversy, and there were quite a few netizens defending Chen Yu.

In particular, a netizen named Hanjiangsou analyzed the merits of Chen Yu's poem from various perspectives, displaying a professional demeanor in his eloquent and insightful analysis.

Finally, Han Jiangsou was extremely angry about the Writers Guild's remarks.

"Such unique and distinctive poetry, full of ancient charm, how can you call it 'bad poetry'?" "If this is 'bad poetry,' then all ancient poetry in the world is 'bad poetry'!" "I've long heard that the Screenwriters' Association has a rather problematic style, and seeing it today, I realize it's true. Instead of nurturing such talented young people, they immediately resort to belittling and suppressing them. Heh, seeing is believing."

Guo Gang was even angrier when he saw the analysis and forwarded it to the group chat. The association members were also furious that Han Jiangsou was criticizing the association's atmosphere. "Han Jiangsou, huh? What are you pretending to be, some professional? We're targeting you!"

The comments section under Han Jiangsou's Weibo post was filled with vile insults and sarcastic remarks. "Wow, so professional! Who are you? Where do you teach classical Chinese?"

"Could this be paid trolls hired by Chen Yu? It's hilarious! They're practically trying to make Chen Yu out to be a poet genius. How much did they pay you to hype him up like this?"

"Just registered an account, and the first thing you say is to defend Chen Yu. Can't you at least be a professional troll?" "Judging from your tone, tsk tsk, anyone who didn't know better would think you're the president of some ancient poetry association." "Do you even understand ancient poetry? How many scholars of classical Chinese literature have you met? Did you even go to university? What are you pretending to be an expert for?"

Meanwhile, in an office in the Department of Classical Chinese Literature at Yenching University, an elderly professor was trembling with anger. He was the same professor whom screenwriter Wang had contacted earlier by phone.

How could he possibly tolerate this?

So he quickly registered a Weibo account and used the account "Hanjiangsou" to analyze the poem. He thought this would let more people know how excellent Chen Yu's poem was, but he never expected it would attract a barrage of attacks from the members of the Screenwriters Association.

Looking at the comments in his comment section, the old professor turned pale with anger.

"Fine, fine, I haven't been to university, I haven't read classical Chinese, I'm not qualified to study poetry." He had originally wanted to be the first to contact Chen Yu, but now it seemed he had to vent his anger for Professor Chen. Immediately, the old professor made a phone call.

At this moment, Guo Gang looked at the actions of the screenwriters' association members, a satisfied expression on his face, though a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"What kind of level do you have, daring to oppose me on Chen Yu's behalf?" "Now you know how powerful our Screenwriters' Association is?"

Just as he was laughing heartily, a young woman at the front desk rushed over. "President, the Dragon Kingdom Poetry Association called, saying they have something urgent to discuss with you." Guo Gang raised an eyebrow, a hint of doubt on his face. The Poetry Association wanted to see him?

The Screenwriters' Association and the Poetry Association don't seem to have much in common, right? Then, his eyes lit up. Could it be that Chen Yu's bad poems have attracted so many followers that the Poetry Association couldn't stand it anymore? And the Poetry Association felt gratified by his criticism of Chen Yu, so now they're thanking him? Thinking of this, Guo Gang answered the phone.

As soon as the call connected, an elderly man's voice came from the other end. "Chairman Guo, your Screenwriters Association is really impressive."

"He immediately accused our vice president of not understanding classical poetry, saying that he, a professor in the Department of Classical Chinese at Yenching University, had never read classical Chinese or even attended university."

"Wow, you guys are amazing! You're all so talented, I'm almost embarrassed to be the president of this poetry association." "How about you take the position?" Guo Gang hesitated for a moment. "???"

"When did I say your vice president doesn't understand classical poetry?" the president of the poetry association sneered.

"Our vice president's online name is Hanjiang Sou. Haven't your association members already given him a thorough dressing down?" Guo Gang's mind went blank. What? Hanjiang Sou wasn't a paid troll hired by Chen Yu, but the genuine vice president of the Dragon Kingdom Poetry Association, and a professor of classical Chinese literature at Peking University?

Guo Gang swallowed hard, a thought flashing through his mind that he desperately didn't want to admit. "That...that poem Chen Yu wrote..."

On the other end of the phone, the president of the poetry association sneered. "That's what makes me admire you even more."

"This is a masterpiece full of ancient charm, with its own unique style. Anyone who could write it in ancient times would be a literary giant, worthy of leaving their mark on history."

"Teacher Chen has written such a work at such a young age. If he continues to develop in this direction, it is a sure thing that he will go down in history."

"But in your mouth, it has become a work of deception and fraud. As expected, Chairman Guo has extraordinary attainments in poetry. I have lived all these years in vain and studied poetry for so many years in vain."

"With such a shrewd person as Chairman Guo, how dare I, with my meager knowledge, presume to hold the position of Chairman of the Poetry Association? I will write an application now and announce to the world that I am stepping down and handing over the position to a more capable person. This position is rightfully yours, Chairman Guo."

After hanging up the phone, Guo Gang's face was so dark it looked like it was about to drip water. To make matters worse, in the screenwriters' association group chat, some clueless people were already boasting. "President, I really gave that idiot Han Jiangsou a good dressing down! Hahaha, he initially wanted to argue with me, but I bombarded him with five shots in a second, and he just shut up." Guo Gang immediately got angry upon hearing this.

"So, it was you who was spewing insults at Hanjiang Sou, wasn't it? And it was you who brought the Poetry Association president here to me?" Guo Gang said grimly. "Who told you to go and insult him?" "Huh? Don't you have any manners? Don't you have any morals? Can't you show a little respect for professionals?" The members were all dumbfounded.

"Ah, no, didn't you retweet that Han Jiangsou's Weibo post, Chairman?" Guo Gang cursed angrily.

"Did I forward this so you could criticize him?"

"I'm clearly giving you a learning opportunity. Watch carefully, learn well, see what the experts are saying, humbly accept their advice, and keep improving."

"What's wrong with you all? Where does this fierce anger come from?"

"You think I want you to criticize him, so you go ahead and criticize him? Where did this sycophantic attitude come from?" "Do you really think I'm such a narrow-minded person?" The members of the Screenwriters' Guild were speechless for a moment. Guo Gang waved his hand impatiently.

"Delete them! Delete those Weibo posts right now! From now on, stay out of things that are outside our field of screenwriting!"

Soon, the fans of "The Ming Dynasty" in Chen Yu's live stream, who were originally engaged in a heated online battle with the members of the Writers Association who were belittling Chen Yu, suddenly discovered that these members of the Writers Association were deleting their Weibo posts one by one.

Meanwhile, the Dragon Kingdom Poetry Association issued a statement: "The emergence of 'Lament for Ying' has provided a brand-new landscape for the classical poetry genre in the Dragon Kingdom."

"Teacher Chen's imitation of ancient poetry is full of ancient charm and reveals a profound understanding of classical poetry." "The Dragon Kingdom Poetry Association cordially invites Teacher Chen to serve as an honorary advisor and to provide guidance. We are extremely honored!" Upon seeing this announcement, some trolls who had previously taken advantage of the situation to stir up trouble were immediately stunned and slunk away.

Those who supported Chen Yu stared wide-eyed, gasping in astonishment. "Holy crap, the official account of the Chinese Poetry Association issued a direct announcement?" "Chen Yu's poem alone is enough to get them to invite him to be an honorary advisor and provide guidance? That's incredible!" Then, seeing the Screenwriters Association members already deleting their Weibo posts, these viewers weren't about to let them off so easily. "Come on, keep going! Who was it that criticized Chen Yu's poem as 'bad poetry' before? Keep talking!" "You guys are so professional, even more professional than the Poetry Association! Hilarious! What did you say before? Now the boomerang has come back to bite you! Does it hurt?"

In an instant, many members of the Screenwriters' Association were subjected to a counterattack, and they didn't even dare to look at their Weibo accounts. Even the official Weibo account of the Screenwriters' Association was flooded with sarcastic and mocking comments. Guo Gang's personal Weibo was even worse. The scene made Guo Gang's face turn even more ashen with anger. He gritted his teeth and posted another Weibo message.

"So what if the poetry is alright? This is scriptwriting, not poetry." "Just like I said before, all you do is resort to underhanded tricks. Can't you even write a decent story?" "Didn't Zheng Bichang and He Maocai plot Hai Rui's collaboration with the Japanese pirates? Why aren't you writing that? You keep dodging the question. Do you not know how to write it anymore, that's why you're dragging it out like this?"

"I still stand by my professional judgment. Screenwriters who only try to gain popularity through opportunism will never succeed!" After Guo Gang spoke, the executives of the top film and television companies smiled slightly. Guo Gang wasn't backing down at this point; it seemed he was truly determined to fight Chen Yu to the death.

That's good too. It gives them more time to prepare for what they'll do next with the anti-corruption drama script from Encounter Pictures.

By then, as long as Chen Yu can't fill the hole in that anti-corruption drama, no matter how brilliantly "The Ming Dynasty" is written, it will all be a waste of their talent!

At the same time, Chen Yu, who had just finished writing the section about Shen Yishi in Act Twenty-Three and breathed a sigh of relief, also saw the storm on the internet.

Seeing Guo Gang still stubbornly insisting, Chen Yu's face showed a hint of a sneer. Was he thinking that he couldn't continue writing the Hai Rui part of the story and was only changing the subject to maintain the hype? Was it possible that he wanted an appetizer before the main course? After all, the next part would be another highlight for Hai Rui, showcasing the brilliance of the Ming Dynasty's sword to the fullest! "You want to see this part, right?" Chen Yu said quietly.

"Since Chairman Guo is so eager to learn, then I'll teach you how to write this famous scene!"

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