Noon.
At home.
Zhang Ye scrolled through Weibo and saw countless people @ ing him. He also saw the Weibo post by Central TV's Spring Festival Gala host, Chen Ye. He smiled and did not bother with him at all. He did what he needed to do and sat down on the sofa to watch the news and videos.
Ignore him?
This bro didn't have the time for that.
But now that he was no longer that small-time celebrity, the more people who knew him, the louder the voices of doubt would be. If he were to respond to every single one of them, even if he had a hundred hands, it wouldn't be enough. He didn't have the time to do so. Besides, the crux of the matter was that even if Zhang Ye were to respond to them, no one could beat him in scolding in this field. If he won every single time, it would be meaningless and he wouldn't have the passion to do so. But now that he was getting more and more popular, he was no longer that small-time celebrity from before. The more people who knew him, the louder the voices of doubt would be. If he were to respond to every single one of them, even if he had a hundred hands, it wouldn't be enough. He didn't have the time to do so. And the crux of the matter was that even if Zhang Ye were to respond to them, no one could beat him in scolding in this field. Therefore, this matter of watching and laughing at was also a way for Zhang Ye to improve his level.
The netizens were still waiting.
"Where's Zhang Ye?"
"Teacher Zhang, quickly appear!"
"Someone is criticizing you."
"Fuck, Teacher Zhang has been out of the Weibo world recently. It's been a long time since he faced off against anyone on the Internet. I'm really not used to it."
"What do you know? Teacher Zhang has been seeking defeat for a long time. He has dominated for so many years and has never tasted defeat. There aren't many 'contestants' who can make Teacher Zhang take the stage anymore."
"That's true."
"Haha, Teacher Zhang is mighty."
"You can't say that. Chen Ye is a host of Central TV and a host of the Spring Festival Gala. In recent years, he has been one of the most popular people in the hosting world. He also graduated from Media College and is Zhang Ye's senior. Besides, just in the hosting field alone, Chen Ye's qualifications and ability far surpass Zhang Ye's. No matter how good Zhang Ye is, you've never hosted on Central TV or a satellite channel before. I admit that Zhang Ye is good with his mouth and has great fighting ability, but I still feel that he's not as good as Teacher Chen Ye."
"Yeah, it's really not comparable."
"Chen Ye is also a famous host at Central TV!"
"Yeah, I've watched many episodes of Chen Ye's interview program. That mouth of his is really amazing. If Zhang Ye were to go up against him, I really don't know who would win."
"Zhang Ye will definitely win. Countless facts have already proven it."
"I think Chen Ye will win."
"I also think highly of Teacher Chen. Many of you think that Zhang Ye is very good, but that's because he hasn't met anyone with a strong fighting ability or a famous host who also relies on his mouth for a living. Teacher Chen Ye is a famous host at Central TV, so his reputation isn't just for show."
"Why isn't Zhang Ye accepting the challenge?"
"Are you scared?"
The netizens had all sorts of comments.
There were even people who started a Weibo poll, asking who would win if Chen Ye and Zhang Ye were to go head to head with each other. Many Weibo users who were eager to see the world in chaos participated in the poll, voting here and there. In the end, the results of the poll were about the same, with 49% supporting Chen Ye and 49% supporting Zhang Ye. 2% of the users chose the option of "evenly matched".
In the afternoon.
Zhang Ye did not show up at all.
However, Chen Ye's fans did not give up on their attacks just because Zhang Ye did not show up. Since Chen Ye had opened fire, as fans, they did not stay idle either.
"Lousy program, remember your sister's lyrics!"
"Zhang Ye has already run out of ideas!"
"They're still comparing Zhang Ye to Teacher Chen? What a joke! "
"Everyone, quickly search for Teacher Chen's name on the search engine. Add some popularity to Teacher Chen, so don't let that Zhang guy catch up!"
"Right, let's forward Teacher Chen's Weibo and increase his exposure!"
Suddenly, Chen Ye's Weibo had a new update. Zhang Ye ignored him, but he still continued to fire. He pointed out, "There are singing shows everywhere these days, so it's understandable that they want to innovate and should be supported. But innovation does not mean that it goes against the rules of a television show. Remembering lyrics … I really don't know who came up with this program. Are they trying to stain the reputation of singing shows?"
Chen Ye's fans echoed in agreement.
"Ha, it was Zhang Ye who came up with it!"
"Teacher Chen has hit the nail on the head!"
"Zhang Ye is too full of himself. He's so cocky just because he has some results!"
"Look, he doesn't even dare to come out!"
At this moment, a hardcore fan of Chen Ye came forward. It was a woman who had posted a picture of herself on Weibo. She was neither fat nor skinny, but her face was ugly. Her teeth were crooked, her chin was a little slanted, and her eyebrows were very thin, almost non-existent. However, her Weibo username was "I'm Beauty 77". This person was quite an active member of Chen Ye's fan club.
"I'm Beauty 77" posted: "I don't believe that Zhang Ye won't come out! Teacher Chen Ye, hehehe. Can you provide me with some ammunition? I know that you are very talented and much better than Zhang Ye. "Then there was no more activity. It was unknown if Chen Ye had ignored her or sent a private message.
About ten minutes later.
"I'm Beauty 77" suddenly made a shocking move. She publicly posted a picture of herself on Weibo. It was even in the motion of kissing. That twisted thick lips did not look good. Then the following words shocked everyone: "@ ZhangYeYou are the skin, I am the flesh; You are the suit, I am the button; You are the coffee, I am the bean; Loving you for a lifetime is not enough! Hearing your voice moves my heart; Seeing you makes me lose my soul; Turning around and not seeing you, my whole body aches; Even washing my feet makes me want to be mine! Zhang Ye, quickly come and marry me! "
Many people on Weibo laughed!
A marriage proposal!
Someone had proposed to Zhang Ye!
And it was such an ugly woman!
Chen Ye's fans were cramping with laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
"Beauty is mighty!"
"Beauty 77, well done! Disgusting Zhang Ye! "
"This limerick is really well written! Could it be Teacher Chen Ye's work? It must be. I've long heard that Teacher Chen Ye's poems are very good! Who says that only Zhang Ye can write poems? "
"Zhang Ye, hurry up and come out. Someone has proposed to you! Hehehehe! "
No one knew what happened, but this Weibo post had been copied by others. Many people who did not pay attention to this earlier also started paying attention to it. This Weibo post was getting more and more popular as everyone came to watch the commotion!
At the same time, Zhang Ye also saw it. His first reaction was that this person must be a retard, right? As Zhang Ye had always looked ordinary since he was young, he had never had any prejudice against people who did not look good. In fact, he did not like it when people talked about their looks. But this fan of Chen Ye in front of him was really interesting. She had actually stepped forward to make a joke out of herself and used Chen Ye as a tool. Chen Ye's fans might seem to be supporting her, but they were actually mocking her. Yet this person was so dumb that she could not see through it and was jumping around happily? In this world, there were all kinds of people. Some people's thoughts might not even be understood in their entire lives.
Seeing that the ugly woman's proposal to Zhang Ye's Weibo post was being forwarded more and more, Zhang Ye's fans could not bear to watch it any longer. One by one, they jumped out!
"Motherfucker, ignoring you all, you're getting excited?"
"Who are you trying to disgust!"
"Even proposing? Are you a retard? "
"Chen Ye, you call yourself a Spring Festival Gala host? Not only do you not control your fans, you're even helping them? Helping your fans write limericks to disgust Teacher Zhang? That's too low of a level! With your standard of limericks, you think you can compete with Teacher Zhang? Teacher Zhang can't be bothered with you all, but you're still not letting it go! "
"Isn't it just a fight for the B-list rankings? Is there a need to go so far!"
"Is Chen Ye a sore loser?"
However, it had to be said that Chen Ye's fans had indeed achieved their goal. A lot of people were discussing the proposal of Chen Ye's ugly female fan. Many of them even tried to get Chen Ye to help contact them and be their matchmaker. Of course, many of these people were obviously Chen Ye's troll army.
"Zhang Ye, come quickly."
"Our Beauty 77 is a great beauty. You've gotten lucky, hahaha!"
A few of the fans were of very low standards. Their clamoring faces could be seen clearly.
Chen Ye, on the other hand, did not say a word. It was unknown if he was acquiescing to the fans' clamoring or waiting to see what would happen. He also did not answer whether he was the one who wrote "I'm Beauty 77's" proposal. Of course, those in the fan club who knew "I'm Beauty 77" knew that she definitely did not have the literary talent to do so.
It was getting more and more lively.
Zhang Ye scrolled through Weibo and kept shaking his head. He was starting to despise the actions of Chen Ye and his fans more and more. He really did not want to bother with them, but they just had to find fault with them. Weren't they just disgusting people? You're so fucking funny. Do you think you're the only one who knows how to disgust people? Even proposing?
On Tieba.
In Zhang Ye's fan club, there were already countless people requesting to join in the battle!
"Teacher Zhang, we have to fight back!"
"I'm a woman. Let me do it. F * * k, I want to propose too! I'll take an even uglier photo. See if I can disgust Chen Ye and the others to death! "
"Let me do it!"
"Don't fight, let me do it!"
"Which one of you is uglier than me? Let me do it! "
"Is Teacher Zhang around?"
Suddenly, Zhang Ye appeared on Tieba. "I'm here. I've seen what happened. We've always had one principle — if people don't offend us, we won't offend them. But if people offend us … I will return the favor tenfold! Comrades, they are not the only ones who can write poems! "
"Teacher Zhang is here!"
"They've gone too far! We have to get them! "
Zhang Ye posted: "I happen to have a poem here."
...
A few minutes later.
Just as countless Weibo users were paying attention to the battle between Chen Ye's fan club and Zhang Ye, and just as countless of Chen Ye's fans were enjoying the fruits of victory, a poem appeared. Following that, the same poem was posted by a second person, followed by a third person. They were all Weibo posts by Zhang Ye's fans, one after another. In the blink of an eye, there were already more than a hundred similar poems posted, all of which were addressed to Chen Ye!
When Chen Ye saw this, his face turned green!
When Chen Ye's fans saw this, they were so disgusted that they nearly vomited blood!
...
This was the Weibo post:
@ ChenYe!
"Crossing half of China to sleep with you."
Actually, sleeping with you and being slept with by you are not much different.
The force of two bodies colliding is nothing more than the force of a flower blooming.
It's nothing more than the virtual spring created by this flower that makes us think that life has been reopened.
In half of China, everything is happening. Volcanoes erupting, rivers drying up.
Political prisoners and refugees who are not cared for.
Elks and red-crowned cranes who are under gunfire.
I'm running through a hail of bullets to sleep with you.
I'm pressing countless dark nights into a single dawn to sleep with you.
I'm countless I'm running as one to sleep with you.
Of course, I can also be led astray by some butterflies.
Taking some compliments as spring.
And they
Are all indispensable reasons for me to sleep with you!
...
The crux of the matter was that there were both men and women who sent this poem to Chen Ye. A male fan named "Zhang Ye's Good Gay Friend" had actually imitated I Am Beauty 77 and posted a picture of him kissing Chen Ye. He even photoshopped Chen Ye's picture into the picture and attached the poem, "Crossing half of China to sleep with you." The impact and disgust that it gave was enough to make all the users who saw this Weibo post vomit!
Chen Ye's fans were all furious!
"Holy shit!"
"What a bastard!"
"What do you mean by the force of two bodies colliding??"
"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to vomit!"
"Why is there even a man!"
"This bunch of bastards! They're so disgusting! "
I Am Beauty 77, the person in question, was also speechless.
They had originally wanted to disgust Zhang Ye and his fans to achieve the desired effect, but who could have expected that they would end up being disgust themselves instead!
Many of the netizens were amused by this!
"This poem is too brainwashing!"
"It's a godly poem!"
"It's indeed Zhang Ye! This poem must have been planned by him! "
"Chen Ye's fan club has really kicked an iron plate this time! As expected, in the Weibo domain, Zhang Ye and his fan club are still the strongest! "
"This matter is actually quite meaningless. If anyone is to be blamed, they can only blame Chen Ye for being brainless and not anyone else. Look at what happened now, they've been disgusted by others!"
"This poem is too fucking hilarious!"
"Chen Ye, with so many people wanting to sleep with you, do you feel pressured?"
"No, look at this poem carefully. F * * k, this poem doesn't look like it was casually written for fun. This poem might look retarded, but when you read it, there's actually a lot of meaning behind it!"
"It's really true! This poem has a lot of flavor! "
"I've realized that I like this poem!"
"Zhang Ye really knows how to write any kind of poem. Furthermore, every poem is so interesting and has a profound meaning to it. Compared to him, Chen Ye's lousy limerick is nothing!"
At this moment, no one on Weibo was paying attention to the ugly woman's fan proposal anymore. Everyone had been swept away by this "Crossing Half of China to Sleep with You". Chen Ye and his fan club had suddenly changed from being the disgust party to being the disgust party! The situation had changed very quickly! The poem posted by Zhang Ye's fan club was immediately forwarded and commented on by countless people. Like a virus, it immediately spread to Weibo, Tieba, and even the major forums!
"Chen Ye is in for it!"
"How did this poem spread so quickly? Oh my god! "
"This will definitely be a blow to Chen Ye's reputation!"
"Holy shit, even Teacher Chen can't do it? He's also been defeated? There's no one in the country who can stop Zhang Ye's footsteps anymore! "
"When it comes to scolding, Zhang Ye and his fans are invincible!"
"Yeah, no one can stop them!"
"Chen Ye's fans too. Of all the people they could provoke, they just had to provoke Zhang Ye!"
Only Zhang Ye knew the origin of this poem. It was written by a person from his previous world named Yu Xiuhua. She was a rural woman who the media called a "poet with cerebral palsy." Because of this poem, "Crossing Half of China to Sleep with You," Yu Xiuhua had become popular all over the country. For a month or two, this poem was spread all over the internet in Zhang Ye's previous world. It was obvious how famous it was!
Yu Xiuhua was a controversial person.
Some people said that she was a retard.
Some people said that she was a rare poet.
Zhang Ye did not have much to say about it. He himself did not have any opinion on it either. He had brought out such a poem this time because he had been disgusted by others, so it would not be his style not to retaliate. Just those two limericks from Chen Ye that were not limericks or jingles that could not be considered jingles were clearly not a match for "Crossing Half of China to Sleep with You" no matter how much they flattered him! How could they be compared??
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