310 Must You Force Me to Compose a Poem? (1/2)

On Weibo, the flame war started long ago.

[WTF is this? Good poem? Good my *ss!]

[Very wet[1], definitely wet. It's so wet that I can't bear to look at it.]

[Even professional circle jerks should have a limit. This is jerking it to the milky way!]

[They dared to criticize Y's poem before this. Now that you compare them, Y is like a scholar!]

[Previous poster, you're wrong to say that. Y is a scholar to start with!]

[I can't take it anymore. Someone please get Y out of hiding and compose a few poems so I can wash my eyes. Our Chinese literature is being sullied by these idiots.]

…

Voices of complaints went on. It was no wonder they would bring it to Ye Lingchen's Weibo account.

However, the more dissents there were on the internet, the more it fueled that group's excitement. They had never been so famous. Now that they had the attention of so many people, it was impossible to not feel excited.

They were spreading Chinese culture. They were bringing Chinese poems into the sights of the public!

They instantly felt sacred, as though their shoulders were loaded with heavy responsibilities.

Right then, the WA's Vice-Chairman Huang Lihua, who dissed Celestial Bane online, put forward his opinion once again.

Reading through the criticisms on the internet, his heart already felt annoyed. When he saw so many people bringing up Y's name and claiming that his group's poem was nothing compared to Y, his patience ran out.

What did his association stand for? Bathed in decades of traditional literature, they were the heirs of Chinese literature. How could they be surpassed by a web novel writer?

He could not help but make a post on Weibo:

[Lately, Weibo is becoming lively with people writing poems. Everyone's voices are loud. This represents the rise of Chinese traditional literature, and the phenomenon is inseparable from the hard works of traditional literary scholars. It is a form of recognition for us; one that I'm comforted by! However, I still hear the other voices. On this, I must speak up and say my piece.]

[First, I admit that within our WA, some poems fall short of the standards. However, everyone had to start off as a beginner. For them to present their works to everyone, that takes courage! Secondly, there are plenty of good compositions within our works. For example, Moon, So Bright! by XX WA President; Wind, So Comforting! by XX WA Vice President; Snow, So White! by XX WA[2] Chairman. These compositions are considered classics! Compared to Y's poems, they are much better!]

He quickly wrote an entire paragraph. With a smug smile on his face, he uploaded it to Weibo.

[F*ck! So shameless! What does the rise of traditional literature have to do with them?]

[Please check the facts. It's because of Y's poem that triggered this event alright?]

[F*ck! I can't take it anymore. This bugger is feeding us bullsh*t. Please get Y to save me…]

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Meanwhile, a few other major WA members started to reply to the post.

[Thank you, Chairman Huang. Your poem, Flower, So Beautiful! is the true classic.]

[Chairman Huang's words resonate deeply with me. That's the truth!]

[Chairman Huang's summary is very accurate. However, I need to add on a little bit.] Right then, another vice-chairman of the WA came forward and interjected, [Many people are still tagging Y, asking for him to compose a poem. Seeing that, I feel that it's laughable. These people don't understand poems at all!]

[When it comes to writing poems, apart from talent, one would also require inspiration. As the saying goes, the abundance of the heart leads to the spring of ideas. Our poems were all born through trials, tribulations, along with the right environment for its conception. These people tagged Y to call him out, but did he show himself? Not at all! Are they expecting him to create a poem on the fly? Based on his talents, I'm sorry, that's impossible!]

[Chairman Shi is right, it makes sense!]

[Hahaha, that's right. You see lately Y hasn't been showing himself. You want him to compose a poem? Wait on!]

[Straight to the point, as expected of the chairman. Since when was writing a poem easy? If he can compose one, I'll eat three pounds of poop!]

Members of the WA continued to sing their praises.

[I can't take it anymore, I need to escape. These people are too much.]

[At least I feel that Y's poems are a hundred times better than theirs. Shameless bunch!]

[Even a scumbag is not as scummy as them. They're the best... at losing themselves in their boast.]

However, quite a number of people were shaken. After all, the WA was the authority in such issues, making it easier for them to be convincing.

[Guys, let's not argue. The WA has their point too. How can he just compose a poem on the fly?]