Chapter 85 is very delicate and appropriate!
As a cultural person, Dong Wenhao only had seven words in his mind at this time.
A man will risk his life for the beauty he loves.
It's obvious that these people came here with anger, and they will not give up until things change.
Anyway, Lu Feiyu is really unreliable. In the profile of the school beauty candidate, you can use the word "handsome" to get by, but if you write "delicate", isn't that insulting? What kind of girl can be called delicate? There is really nothing else to praise.
The nose is okay, the eyes are okay, the mouth is okay, the face shape is okay, everything is okay, which means that there is no focus to describe any of them, so we can only say that it is delicate.
If it were an ordinary girl, she might accept it when she saw this description, but Liu Yiyi is the goddess of the literature department after all. It would be strange if she didn't get angry when being described like this.
"Fei Yu, change it back quickly to the most beautiful woman in the world, the most beautiful woman in the world, and the most beautiful woman in the world, bringing disaster to the country and the people!"
Lu Feiyu puffed out his chest, really not giving any face at all: "I am from the journalism department, and I want to be a reporter in the future. I think any description I write must be objective and fair!"
"Oh, you still dare to say that you are objective and fair? You are simply looking down on my goddess!" The leading boy immediately began to roll up his sleeves.
Dong Wenhao quickly pulled Lu Feiyu up: "What's wrong with you? Didn't I say that the character of a scholar is worthless?"
"But senior, I really can't do such a thing as lying with my eyes open!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Wenhao's face turned pale instantly, and he thought to himself, it's over. Lu Feiyu is so unlucky today.
Sure enough, after hearing this, the boys gathered around couldn't stand it anymore. Asking you to change it to "national beauty and heavenly fragrance" is a lie? This is even more exaggerated than using "delicate" to describe Goddess Liu.
Lu Feiyu is such a stubborn guy. He is about to touch the stool when he sees the other party, but he still refuses to change.
The atmosphere at the scene was tense and ready to break out, and it felt like a fight was about to break out at any second.
The noisy sounds in the office also penetrated the wooden door and were heard clearly by the merchants in the corridor. They all looked into the room curiously.
At this moment, the door of Room 208 was suddenly pushed. However, because there were so many people from the Department of Literature, they were all crowded at the door, so the door could not be pushed open. It was not until the last person in the line moved away that the door was barely opened a crack.
Jiang Qin squeezed in from outside and looked at them with a frown: "What's going on? The boss won't let us in?"
"Boss, the people in the Department of Literature are not very satisfied with the biography we wrote for Liu Yiyi." Dong Wenhao told the truth.
"Is it worth making a fuss about such a trivial matter? Just fix it. The website is dead and people are alive. Why would you be dissatisfied?"
"The word Lu Feiyu used to describe Liu Yiyi is delicate."
Jiang Qin was also stunned after hearing this, thinking, isn't that an insult? No wonder these people came to the door and said, "Change it quickly, change it to "Beautiful as a flower, as beautiful as a jade."
"Ruhuasuiyu is not acceptable!" The leader has very high requirements. Ruhuasuiyu is not acceptable. Ruhua is an insult.
"Okay, okay, it's okay, it's like crying, it's like a dream, it's like anything, just finish the modification and leave quickly, there will be customers coming soon, what will it look like if we block the door?"
After hearing this, Lu Feiyu immediately refused to do it: "Boss, the character biography must be true, you can't lie with your eyes open!"
"Fuck, you still say that?!"
Several boys grabbed the benches and raised them above their heads, looking murderous and ready for a fight.
Jiang Qin was drunk and thought to himself, are all these people who engage in literary creation so stubborn?
At this moment, the door was pushed open a crack again, and Feng Nanshu walked in with a gloomy face. He was still upset about not getting the boss's certificate, so his expression became even colder.
Huh?
The boys from the literature department were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't help but put down their stools. Some of them were confused, while the rest were all amazed.
Wait a minute...
This is the fucking school beauty, right?
This is the kind of beauty that can bring disaster to a country and its people, right? !
In comparison, the words "Goddess Liu" and "delicate" are a perfect match.
Not bad, not bad, very pretty.
It's strange to say, they just thought that praising someone for being delicate was a bit insulting, how come it suddenly became so appropriate? Chinese culture is indeed profound and can give people completely different feelings in different places and at different times.
"Anyway, I won't change it. When I write biographies of people, I always adhere to the principle of seeking truth from facts. Have you heard of this saying? How can I bow my head and serve the powerful and wealthy, so that I cannot be happy!" Lu Feiyu was still speaking in jingles.
The leader frowned and said, "Okay, you are brave, if you don't want to change, then don't change!"
At around six o'clock in the evening, brilliant clouds crossed the sky.
When Liu Yiyi returned to the dormitory from the teaching building, the first thing she did was to open the Zhihu forum, then opened her own biography. Then she right-clicked the mouse, refreshed the page continuously, and stared at the computer screen without blinking.
But to her disappointment, the word "delicate" still existed in her biography without any change, which made her very annoyed.
Liu Yiyi opened the discussion group and tagged the person who had previously said that he would help him get justice.
"Cui Qiang, have you been to Room 208?"
“Yes, I went there with more than 20 people, and even met the boss of the website.” Cui Qiang replied very quickly.
After hearing this, Liu Yiyi's eyebrows stood up: "Then why is the word delicate still in my character profile?"
"Actually, I think the word 'delicate' is very appropriate."
"???????"
At the same time, in the dormitory of the School of Arts in the East Campus, Cui Qiang turned on the post-making function of the website, and his fingers quickly tapped out a short essay on the keyboard. He used all kinds of gorgeous words such as "so beautiful as to make fish sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall to the ground", "so beautiful as to shame the moon and flowers", "so beautiful as a fairy", etc., to describe Feng Nanshu as even more fairy-like than a fairy.
If Dong Wenhao saw this post, he would definitely give it a very high evaluation from a professional perspective.
Why? Because this biography is so perfect, you can feel the goddess in every word.
But Dong Wenhao was destined not to see this biography, because Cui Qiang was holding the mouse and just as he clicked send, a prompt box popped up on his computer screen.
"Fuck, what does it mean that my post contains sensitive words?"
"That's impossible, check again!"
From dusk to sunset, and from sunset to night, Cui Qiang checked it seven or eight times, resent it five times, and finally gave up after his account was prompted to be banned for 24 hours.
Damn it, I felt like there was a mysterious force strangling my throat along the network cable! He looked at the three flowers in his account, clicked on Liu Yiyi's selection interface again, and hovered the mouse over the voting button for a long time, but still did not cast a vote.
It's nothing else, he just suddenly felt that this game was a bit interesting.
(End of this chapter)
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