Chapter 373: 467 entries, there is a pretty girl who wants to write Classic of Poetry

467 entries, there is a pretty girl who wants to write Classic of Poetry.

467 entries, there is a pretty girl who wants to write Classic of Poetry.

――――A branch of red apricot protruding from the wall.

That Xiangling who wanted to learn Classic of Poetry from Daiyu, hearing that after the Classic of Poetry person, followed a mangy dog with one blind eye, originally thought the Classic of Poetry person was very rich, very noble Xiangling, regarding learning Classic of Poetry, felt a bit disheartened: it turned out to still be this 'bear-like appearance'.

Classic of Poetry person, poor is not enough, also lazy and lax. Classic of Poetry person, simply like Ah Q's friend Wang Hu.

Xiangling thought: That Wang Hu also very likely will write Classic of Poetry.

In short, that Wang Hu is not only lazy but also lax, moreover he is both mangy and bearded, with a mangy sore on his head.

He often does odd jobs with Ah Q's Wang Hu; the two have a very good relationship, they have gotten along for many years. Sometimes Ah Q, though not convinced, because Wang Hu's head has one more mangy sore than Ah Q's head. Ah Q, unconvinced: 'We are both brothers in adversity, why does your head have one more mangy sore than mine?'

Therefore, Ah Q often drops the 'mangy' character. He does not call him 'Mangy Wang Hu', but directly calls him Wang Hu.

Xiangling also thought: Ah Q's friend Mangy Wang Hu is somewhat like the friend of the Western great Classic of Poetry person Browning.

Ah Q's friend Wang Hu, a head full of mangy sores is not enough; he also added a face full of beard, making people feel disgusted. But, somewhat novel, hard to look at. But Ah Q, having gotten used to it, aside from that head of mangy sores, everything else is still okay.

Lately, Ah Q doesn't know who he heard it from, but Wang Hu secretly writes Classic of Poetry for sale in the dark. Classic of Poetry, what is that? Can it be sold for money? If Classic of Poetry can be sold for money, then wouldn't Wang Hu become rich?

Wang Hu's writing of Classic of Poetry aroused Ah Q's great dissatisfaction.

Ah Q thus conjectured: No wonder Wang Hu often goes to the snack stall to buy beer; that must be the money Wang Hu earned from selling Classic of Poetry.

Ah Q the more he thought, the more wrong it felt, the more he went on, the angrier he got, the more he thought, the stronger his dissatisfaction: 'You Wang Hu want to be stronger than me? Live better than me? No way (This should have been an exclamation mark, but due to computer problems, only a period was used; please my friend expert in punctuation, Weiyun, correct it)..'

Ah Q this thing is not only ignorant, but also envious of people. He fears others being stronger than him. Even if someone else's head has one more mangy sore than his, he still won't accept it. When he heard that Wang Hu secretly writes Classic of Poetry for money.

How could Ah Q tolerate this? You Wang Hu want wealth, not me being stronger? I must inevitably find fault and deal with you.

This Xiangling, who wants to learn Classic of Poetry, hearing this is even more puzzled: 'Can a person who writes Classic of Poetry still be envied by others? Truly unthinkable.'

Actually, Ah Q knows that the market for Classic of Poetry has long been sluggish. Classic of Poetry has long been worthless. Since Classic of Poetry is worthless, those who write Classic of Poetry are naturally worthless as well.

Even the best Classic of Poetry, even if you twist off your beard, pour heart and blood to write it, getting it published is also difficult. To publish a Classic of Poetry, the seventh uncle and eighth grandfather need to go through many twists before it comes out.

Anyway, the manuscript fee at most is not enough for a bottle of beer.

Moreover, writing a Classic of Poetry takes at least ten days to half a month, even a couple of months. Can that bottle last ten days of drinking? The rest of the time, do you just drink northwest wind?

With the Classic of Poetry market like this, why would anyone still want to write Classic of Poetry?

Xiangling did not understand.

Xiangling's doubt reminded me of something said by a person named Liang Shiqiu. Mr. Liang's meaning is: writing Classic of Poetry is a lump of illness, with a knot in the heart, must be untied. That illness is like a Brightness pearl in the belly of Mou lei, that Brightness pearl after being nourished and moistened for a long time, if not spat out, kept in the heart, feels uncomfortable. But if spat out, then one must go to the town to find customers to buy it? Who can again recognize whether your Beauty is genuine or fake? Now on the market, fake Beauty is worth more than genuine Beauty.

Classic of Poetry is such a useless thing, so those who make a living writing Classic of Poetry, if they live next door to you, you will find that you have many poor friends as neighbors.

That Xiangling who wants to learn Classic of Poetry, upon hearing, suddenly realized: Classic of Poetry person is indeed poor. Such a poor profession, Xiangling, do you still want to learn?

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