Chapter 193 Eight Horses Banquet End
Subtitle of this chapter: You also need to flatter each other
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"If you don't be a sage, you will be a beast!"
As soon as the eight-character mantra comes out, the eight heroes calm down.
"Crack!"
Just at this moment, a dazzling lightning flashed outside the window, followed by a roar of thunder.
"Crazy..."
The heavy rain followed, making the banquet full of guests even more silent.
This time, let alone Wu Yushou, even Chen Heshou would keep silent.
Of course, Mr. Hongjian can speak these two Harvard heroes so hard that he cannot speak. It’s not that his posture is really comparable to the three Harvard heroes.
That's right, he carried a master ball system that was even more wiki than Baidu, but can the search for cramming temporarily be as good as others can understand it? And he just used a little bit of a big deal.
What really made the two masters Wu and Chen shut up is... facts and reality!
The fact is that there are too many black spots in Confucianism in history.
Our Master Yuan has not mentioned any "ittingling scalp", "too cold water", and the glorious deeds of the Yansheng Gong of all dynasties.
The reality is that Cyris is now in the most, most declining end of the world.
Since the Chinese civilization took shape, it is the first time in history that it has encountered a civilization form that has surpassed all aspects and even crushed in some aspects.
This is much more terrifying than the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty, the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China, the Anshi Rebellion, the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Mongols and Yuan Dynasties, the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
Because at that time it was no longer the Cialis people, but the entire Cialis civilization was no longer possible.
So as the mainstream ideology of Cyris for thousands of years, if Confucianism does not blame the blame, which one will do?!
"Hong, Hong, Brother Hongjian..."
Just when "the rain has been falling and the atmosphere is not harmonious", Tang Yongtong, who "has not spoke much under the same roof", finally spoke: "I, I, I, I am here to read your masterpiece..."
"That's all those works that even Mr. Einstein appreciates..."
"To be honest with Brother Hongjian, Tang is so proud of your talent. Not only me..."
Master Tang, who became more and more skillful, looked at Wu Mi with a gray face and said, "Actually, Brother Yu Seng praised your "Song of Ice and Fire", calling it a magnificent imagination, a vigorous brushwork, and a novel subject matter. It is actually an epic masterpiece that pioneered a generation!"
Master Wu is a very contradictory person. As a general of the "Xueheng" school, he naturally advocated classical Chinese and opposed vernacular Chinese. However, he is also a modern novel lover and particularly likes Mao Dun's works. He even wanted to write a vernacular novel later, but unfortunately he never started writing it.
Yuan Yan suddenly glanced at Wu Mi when he heard this, and reluctantly looked embarrassed and said, "Oh, Brother Yu Seng is so proud of me, I am ashamed."
He raised his glass and said, "Brother Yu Seng, I have offended you so much. I will punish myself for one!"
Anyway, his physique is 16 o'clock, so it's nothing to drink more glasses.
The owner said this, and the traditional intellectuals of Cyris like Wu Mi had to suppress their displeasure and said, "How dare you? Wu Menglang, you should have a drink."
As he said that, Master Wu also picked up the wine glass and killed one.
"It's not stopping!" Tang Yongtong pointed at Master Chen and said, "Brother Heshou believes that "Song of Ice and Fire" not only borrows the writing techniques of traditional Chinese novels such as "Water Margin", but also melts English historical myths and Western medieval social systems into one. It can be said that it has been used to penetrate ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad!"
Chen Yinke said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Xiyu, actually I..."
"Brother Heshou, why are you embarrassed?"
Master Tang turned his head and continued to say to Master Yuan: "What he admires most is Brother Hongjian, your writing style. He is so sophisticated that he doesn't look like a young man in his twenties or a young writer who is not a native speaker. Instead, it is like a mature writer who is as good as a worker. This can only be said that Brother Hongjian is a talented writer and can be called the number one person in Chinese English novels."
Did you hear it? I copied "Song of Ice and Fire" so you really did it right!
Martin was almost fifty when he wrote this book. For a professional writer, this age is exactly the golden age.
Generally speaking, professional writers around fifty years old should be in a ease in their physical condition, while their values of the three aspects should be stable, their experience should be rich, their style should be mature. The techniques should be harmonious, and their thoughts should be profound.
Although their works have lost the fearless spirit of young people, they must be deeper and more profound than those written by young people.
Moreover, the writing style of "Song of Ice and Fire" is indeed unique, and the old thief Martin can be said to be as pampering as gold, which is very different from the writing styles of most British and American authors at that time.
If ordinary readers who "watch the fun" are not able to see anything, but in the eyes of the "watching the tricks" liberal arts masters like Harvard's Three Masters, they are naturally a good idea.
"Hahaha..." Yuan Yanshu was really embarrassed now... It's strange.
Our Master Yuan will definitely not accept the title of "the number one person in Chinese English novels".
He is obviously the whole world... don't have any language, even novels... don't have any genres, they are the best person in literature!
He raised his glass with a full face and said to Chen Yinke: "Brother Heshou, it turns out that my little brother, my Swallow Crown Net can also be a white crane in the clouds!"
"Puchi...hahaha..."
The first to understand this very "advanced" joke was naturally the three masters of Harvard who had profound Chinese studies. Even if Chen Yinke and Wu Mi were robbed by Yuan Yan, they couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
"Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...hehe..."
The three masters of Matan are a little worse than that, but these three people had studied a little while when they were young, and after thinking about it, they finally reacted.
"Um?"
Only Huang Zongyi from Nanyang is not good, after all, his Chinese studies are not as solid as others.
LOOK LOOK, if you don’t have a good foundation in Chinese studies, you won’t even understand a joke these days.
"In March of the Xinyou year of the lunar calendar, Yuan Gong was stationed in New York and held a banquet at his friend's house. Harvard Chen, Wu, Tang Sanjie, and Luo, Lu, Yang, and Huang Sigong, which later generations called Bajun Banquet.
Masters and high-level masters are bound to compete. They can’t help but make a fierce judgment during the meal and turn a few eyes.
Fortunately, Duke Tang slacked his cheek and said, "Duke Chen of Wu respects Yuan's talent."
Yuan Gong immediately smiled and replied: Is my net of swallows and sparrows also able to use white cranes in the clouds?
This sentence comes from "New Words on the World - Honor No. 8": "Gongsun Du's Mujiyuan: The so-called white crane in the clouds is not something that can be found in the net of swallows and sparrows."
Yuan Gong used this scripture, and only then did he succeed in this way, which was amazing.
When the seat was filled with hands and laughed, the two men would be in harmony.”
——Excerpt from "New Languages on the World in the Republic of China-Version"
Chapter completed!