Chapter 300 - Breaking! Zhang Ye is to become a Peking University lecturer? (1/2)

Afternoon.

It was lunch time.

After eating the leftovers from last night’s dinner, Zhang Ye carried on working. He continuously worked hard at absorbing the misconceptions this world had of “Dream of the Red Chamber”. He also checked the historical information and ancient texts related to “Dream of the Red Chamber”. He noticed that the historical information regarding “Dream of the Red Chamber” was not completely lost on this planet. There were still some comments and sporadic pieces of information. However, people of this world did not find them authoritative, nor could they be said to have fundamentally ignored them. By using the idea that Cao Xueqin was lacking in focus and ability in his final years, they had missed the most critical pieces of information, resulting in such a situation.

Thankfully this bro was here!

Or else you guys would have been kept in the dark!

Since Zhang Ye already knew that there were challenges awaiting him, that he needed even more information to support him. Furthermore, he needed information that this world possessed. As a result, the workload was a lot greater.

Flipping.

Checking.

Until noon was when Zhang Ye began to feel that the information on the internet was not enough. He ended up driving out while wearing his sungla.s.ses to a few large libraries in Beijing. Some libraries were free to enter, while others needed him to apply for a library card. As such, Zhang Ye began to browse inside the respective libraries.

On his side, he was extremely busy.

However, the internet had exploded into a buzz!

At the beginning, it was a video of Beijing’s 15th Junior High’s New Year’s Party being uploaded. There was a poem, “To The Oak”, that blinded the eyes of numerous netizens!

“Who is this girl?”

“Why haven’t I heard of this poem?”

“It can’t be original work, right? Are junior high students so awesome these days?”

When the girl finally mentioned the poem’s name and the composer’s name, it dawned on everyone, it was Zhang Ye’s new poem! It was published at such an occasion!

“Zhang Ye came out with a new poem!”

“And it’s a rare love poem! Cla.s.sic!”

“That’s right, Teacher Zhang Ye’s poems are typically used to deride and curse at people. There are too few romantic ones. Only after listening to ‘To The Oak’ did I know that Teacher Zhang has such profound skills in love poems too!”

“Teacher Zhang really does not have any flaws in the realm of poetry!”

“I have to memorize this poem, so that I may confess to my male crush in the future!”

Following that.

A few Peking University students caused a commotion on Weibo.

A Peking University female student @ her boyfriend on Weibo, asking, “If complications arise during my childbirth, would you save me or the child?”

The boyfriend smiled and wittily replied, “Of course I would save you, is there any need to ask!?”

Immediately following that, the girl asked, “Then if your mother jumps into the river and asks you to save the child, what would you do?”

Numerous characters appeared on her boyfriend’s Weibo as a result, “….(&%$##@(&! ! !”

Many onlookers initially thought that they were just showing their affection towards each other. Some even replied in contempt, however after seeing the last question of the Peking University female student, everyone vomited a mouthful of blood. Many netizens, who were drinking water in front of their computers, spat it out. Many people laughed until their stomachs ached!

“Aiyah!

“Divine! This question is divine!”

“Hahahaha! Peking University female students are fierce! This question is too ruthless!”

This Weibo post was immediately forwarded by numerous people.

The boyfriend was nearly crying as he posted, “Yan’er, who taught you that?”

The Peking University female student answered proudly, “This is Zhang Ye’s joke!”

The boyfriend asked, “Which Zhang Ye? I must kill him! That grandson is too evil!”

“What are you saying!” The Peking University female student posted an angry, staring emoticon, “Zhang Ye is our new teacher!”

This reply of hers was not given much attention to many netizens. After all, there were too many people named Zhang Ye. There were too many people with the same surname and name.

But after a while, a few other Peking University students appeared and posted two poems on Weibo. One was w.a.n.g Shuixin’s “Everything” and the other one was also named “Everything”, but credited to Zhang Ye. Upon seeing the two poems, many literature lovers were convinced!

“Zhang Ye changed ‘Everything’?”

“It’s far from changed! It’s a complete transformation!”

“Compared to Zhang Ye’s poem, w.a.n.g Shuixin’s poem is nothing!”

“This is skill. In the past, it was impossible to tell with one, but now, with something to compare to, the two similar poems have similar goals to express, but the literary content is completely different. Can’t you see? It’s not chance that Teacher Zhang Ye’s poem are so popular, he really has the ability!”

“A ‘Some People’ had sent w.a.n.g Shuixin to jail. Now, with Teacher Zhang Ye changing ‘Everything’ to smack his face, this was f**king mutilating the corpse! Hahaha!”

“If Comrade w.a.n.g found out about this in jail, he would definitely be tearing up!”

“That’s right. His magnum opus is ‘Everything’, but it has now become Teacher Zhang Ye’s work! Teacher Little Zhang Ye is too evil. He is really deserving of the t.i.tle Face-smacking Prince!”

A few literature scholars, who were more famous, immediately a.n.a.lyzed Zhang Ye’s “Everything”. They then also did a complete comparison with w.a.n.g Shuixin’s original, and after countless discussions and appraisals, they unanimously concluded that Zhang Ye’s literary attainment was higher than w.a.n.g Shuixin by several times! Actually, modifying a poem was much harder than writing a new poem. From this, everyone once again witnessed Zhang Ye’s literary standard. Without much to say, he utterly convinced everyone!

Just as everyone was in pursuit of “Everything” (New)’s tail by joyfully and desperately forwarding it, a few people noticed something.