425: Audience: Unfortunately, I'm uncultured and can only express it with a single "Holy crap!"

Zhou Wenhao heavily slapped his thigh, his face completely dark.

If any fortune teller saw his face at this moment, they would definitely come over and say something like 'Your glabella is darkened.'

Fortunately, Zhou Wenhao did not have a fortune teller nearby, otherwise, his mood would definitely be even worse right now.

Even so, Chairman Zhou was extremely depressed.

He had worked tirelessly for so many days, originally planning to rely on the newly recruited Green Lotus Layman to 'take out' his 'lifelong enemy' and reclaim the ground he lost last time.

To achieve this goal, Zhou Wenhao specifically activated all his connections and finally hosted tonight's Mid-Autumn Poetry Gathering.

To create a greater impact, he also specifically mobilized the association's funds and contacted several TV stations, as well as a large group of internet celebrity Streamers.

In fact, without the investment in these 'hardware facilities,' even if the poetry duel between the Green Lotus Layman and Director Xu Lu was brilliant, it certainly wouldn't achieve the current explosive popularity.

Unfortunately, this explosively popular situation did not achieve the effect Zhou Wenhao desired.

Because now, The kid surnamed Xu not only avoided losing face but instead received praise from countless viewers.

Of course, the Green Lotus Layman also received praise.

These two people, thanks to this opportunity for a poetry duel, can be said to have achieved glory that drew the attention of all.

But the Modern Poetry Association, which had originally wanted to soar high with this opportunity, failed to take off at all.

In fact, in the perception of netizens, the Modern Poetry Association seemed to be playing the role of a 'villain.'

This led to a situation where even though the audience continuously praised the two people dueling in poetry, no one praised the organizers of this Mid-Autumn Poetry Gathering.

The phrase, 'making wedding clothes for others,' perfectly describes Zhou Wenhao's current predicament.

What made him even more frustrated was this.

The Green Lotus Layman, whom he had painstakingly drawn in, turned out to be an ungrateful wretch.

Chairman Zhou lowered himself to treat the worthy with respect for so long, enduring that guy's bad temper for so long—what did he get in the end?

He got absolutely nothing!

Moreover, that kid had challenged him several times; just thinking about it now made him feel wronged!

"Damn it, if I had known this, why would I bother doing this? I didn't get any benefits, but instead, I made things easier for others. Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

The more Zhou Wenhao thought about it, the angrier he got, becoming somewhat incoherent... However, sadness was ultimately limited to a minority.

Most people's attention was still focused on the two 'Great Gods' present.

Especially upon seeing that the two Great Gods were preparing to compete with other types of poetry, everyone perked up again.

Without making people wait too long, a new work quickly appeared in the blank box under the Green Lotus Layman's account:

'Leaning... against a high tower... the wind is gentle... gazing at the boundless sorrow of spring... faintly... born on the horizon...'

...'My clothes grow looser... yet I have no regrets... for her sake... I waste away in sorrow...'

Sure enough, it did not disappoint the crowd.

This time, the type of work written by the Green Lotus Layman was no longer a 'Moon-Worshiping Poem,' and the genre had changed to a Ci poem (lyric poetry).

Upon seeing the content, countless viewers were astonished:

"It's too beautiful, truly too exquisite! Without the restriction of the 'Moon-Worshiping Poem' theme, the Green Lotus Layman's limit has once again increased significantly!"

"'My clothes grow looser yet I have no regrets...' Oh my god, can a person actually write poetry like this?"

"Alas... this old man has no culture; I can only use the phrase 'Holy Moly' to describe how I feel right now."

"I feel like compared to the Green Lotus Layman, I'm practically no different from a caveman..."

..."Only now do I realize that the gap between a genius and an ordinary person is the same as the gap between an ordinary person and a dog."

"Hahahaha, the person upstairs is a bit too pessimistic. Dogs can't understand characters; at least you can read."

"I've decided! I'm immediately setting the last two lines of this Ci poem as my status update. Hahahaha, no one try to steal it!"

"You jerk! I was just about to say that! I'll give you a chance to take that back and let me say it!"

...The audience went completely wild.

The depth of this Ci poem was clearly extraordinary, even to ordinary people.

Even with so much poetry preceding it, everyone was still gasping in astonishment.

Of course, everyone also understood better what kind of creature a genius truly was.

And the consequences brought about by this Ci poem clearly went beyond just the audience going wild.

For Zhang Xi, the casual spectator, his mood could be described as 'alarmed.'

Because he realized his friend not only seemed to have lost his mind but was probably also 'crazy.'

He cautiously asked again:

"Old Shen, what did you just say? Could you repeat it? I didn't quite catch it."

Fortunately, Shen Zizhen quickly met his request, stating with certainty:

"I said I want to take the Green Lotus Layman as my master, and follow him to learn how to write poetry..."

Before Shen Zizhen could finish speaking, Zhang Xi jumped up like a startled cat.

His voice rose eight octaves, sharp and shrill:

"Are you crazy? Old Shen, you are already a famous poet! Why suddenly take a master? You..."

However, Shen Zizhen was also extremely excited and loudly retorted:

"Compared to the Green Lotus Layman, what kind of poet am I? I'm just an ordinary person! If you call me a poet again, I'll get mad at you!

I am determined to take this master. No matter the cost, I am willing to become a disciple of Teacher Green Lotus Layman."

"Crazy, truly crazy!"

Gazing at his serious friend, Zhang Xi muttered.

He felt that the other party must have suffered too great a shock to have such actions and ideas now.

Otherwise.

How could Shen Zizhen, a famous poet in the circle, think about taking the Green Lotus Layman as a master?

Even if the Green Lotus Layman was truly powerful, there was no need to take him as a master.

You are all members of the Modern Poetry Association; couldn't you just become friends?

Thinking of this, an even crazier thought suddenly arose in Zhang Xi's mind.

He suddenly asked the 'absolutely determined' Shen Zizhen:

"Wait, Old Shen, why don't you think about taking 'Director Xu Lu' as your master? He was able to duel the Green Lotus Layman to a standstill, which shows his skill level is also very high!"

Zhang Xi originally said this, hoping to 'fight fire with fire' and make his good friend sober up and calm down a bit.

But unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Shen Zizhen's eyes instantly lit up, and he nodded repeatedly, saying:

"You're right! If I can't take the Green Lotus Layman as my master, taking Director Xu Lu as my master would be just as good."

This... Hearing this, Zhang Xi was instantly dumbfounded:

"It's over! Not only did I fail to 'fight fire with fire,' I actually 'added frost to the snow' (made things worse)."