"Xiao Xu, right? Don't mind us. What we just said wasn't directed at you alone, but at a group of people."
After all, culture isn't something everyone can easily acquire; otherwise, the cultural sphere would be in chaos!
At this moment, Teacher Wang spoke up with a smile:
"As for your earlier statement that you wanted to hear the works of Elder Liu and Elder Pang, it's quite a coincidence."
A couple of days ago, Mr. Pang watched a few episodes of a TV series called The Condor Heroes online, and then he got an inspiration, and a good poem was born.
"Mr. Pang, if you don't mind, I'll recite it for these two young people in front of me!"
Upon hearing this, Old Pang raised his hand and said:
"It was a stroke of genius, so it wouldn't hurt to let everyone give their opinions."
My skills are limited; it would be best if someone could point out any inappropriate parts.
"Mr. Pang, you're too kind. If your level isn't high enough, then who is?"
Xiao Xu, and Xiao Zeng, listen up…
Wearing elegant gold-rimmed glasses, Teacher Wang quickly recited a poem, and it sounded quite good!
They didn't know when, but a group of people had gathered around them.
When the poem was finished, everyone praised it:
"As expected of Elder Pang, his skill is truly superb. A poem praising unwavering love is written so beautifully that I almost couldn't help but shed tears just now!"
"Yes, it's really well written. This is what a cultured person should be like. He can compose poetry on the spot. If this were ancient times, Old Pang would definitely be famous throughout the world by now!"
"How lucky I am to hear Mr. Pang's poem live today! I wonder if the other teachers will also have some great works to share! I can't wait!"
"But what's going on with those two young men standing in front of the teachers? Looks like they've been taught a lesson!"
...
"Fans, did everyone hear clearly just now? The one who recited the poem was Mr. Wang, who is well-known in the cultural circle. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and had such a strong cultural aura."
By the way, Teacher Wang recited a poem by another Mr. Pang. Mr. Pang needs no introduction, he's very famous..."
Among the crowd was a girl holding live-streaming equipment, who was explaining the situation to her fans in her live stream.
After everyone finished praising him.
Teacher Wang, who had just recited the poem, looked at Fatty Zeng and Xu Lu again and said in a deep voice:
"See? This is true cultural beauty. The refinement of the language in these poems is a level that many people can never reach in their entire lives. As expected of Elder Pang, he is truly admirable!"
Old Pang, who had been showered with praise, blushed slightly and said:
"You flatter me. This is just a casual piece from my hand, not worthy of being presented in a formal setting..."
"That's right! This kind of rambling poetry is certainly not worthy of serious consideration. Old Pang's cultural foundation isn't very good, but he still has self-awareness. Compared to those guys who think they're so great, Old Pang is not bad at all!"
No one expected that, in this atmosphere, a completely different voice would suddenly emerge.
Many people looked towards the direction from which the voice came, and there it was—Xu Lu speaking.
Upon hearing his words, the cultural masters were all dumbfounded.
What? What did that kid just say?
Old Pang, in particular, blushed deeply, hardly believing his ears.
He was just being modest, but this kid surnamed Xu said he had self-awareness.
This is absolutely outrageous!
Before Old Pang could even lash out, Teacher Wang couldn't sit still any longer and shouted in a deep voice;
“Young people shouldn’t talk nonsense if they don’t understand. Old Pang’s level has always been this high. He was just being modest. Can’t you tell that?”
"And what evidence do you have that I say Old Pang's skill level is lacking? That poem you just wrote isn't something just anyone can compose..."
"Evidence, is that it!"
Xu Lu smiled and said:
"I heard you mention Old Pang's poem earlier because I watched a TV series called The Condor Heroes. Sorry, but I actually directed that TV series."
Upon hearing this, the people around immediately began to whisper among themselves.
"So this is the director who filmed The Return of the Condor Heroes. Why is he arguing with Elder Pang and the others?"
"Yes, Director Xu's TV dramas and novels are quite good, but compared to Elder Pang and others in terms of culture, isn't that like an egg hitting a rock?"
"Ahem, actually, Old Pang and the others are a bit too arrogant. They've always looked down on people outside the cultural circle."
I just heard Fatty Zeng introduce Director Xu as someone from the cultural circle, which is why he's being targeted by a few teachers.
"So that's how it is. Director Xu's anger is understandable, after all, he has achieved so much at such a young age."
But he should have looked for other opportunities; why is he now saying there's a problem with Mr. Pang's poetry?
"That's right! I think Mr. Pang's poem is really good. This young Director Xu might be embarrassed!"
...
The girl who had been holding the live-streaming equipment earlier now looked excited and said:
"Fans, did you see that? That's Director Xu, the actor who plays the lead role in The Return of the Condor Heroes. He's so handsome, just as handsome as he is in period costume!"
But he's in big trouble now; he's offended Elder Pang and the others. Oh well, what should he do?
Regardless of the concerns of those around him, Xu Lu calmly said:
"Many people have only watched the TV series and haven't read the novel. If they have read the novel, they would know that I actually wrote a poem in it to describe unwavering love."
"What? Does Director Xu actually intend to compare his own poetry with that of Elder Pang? That's incredibly audacious!"
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