After the poem was recited, the entire world fell silent.
Zhang Zian sincerely hoped that he was the only one who could understand this obscene poem. Otherwise, he would be so embarrassed.
Although Fina and the others couldn't understand it, they could tell from Richard's smirk and Zhang Zian's awkward expression that it wasn't a good poem.
"Meow meow meow! What does this poem mean? "Snowy Lionet asked curiously.
"Quack! It doesn't matter if you don't understand it. This poem from Xiao Lin Guang Ji is no longer suitable for the times. In order to keep up with the times, I have specially modified it. Please listen to the title — "Richard shrank his neck, dodging a slipper thrown by Zhang Zian, and continued to recite:
"Sitting alone in the study, my hands are my wife, and I do not mention this matter to outsiders.
The screen in front of him was a Japanese girl, and the papers on the table were neatly laid out.
One was moving up and down, and the other was moving fast and the other was moving slowly. His eyes became blurry.
Drop by drop, your children and grandchildren will turn into mud! "
Richard hid here and there, withstanding the anti-aircraft artillery fire formed by slippers, socks, gloves, brooms, data cables, and other miscellaneous items, he forced himself to finish reciting the poem.
"Quack! This poem was originally a nameless poem, but I'll call it 'Nothing Else, Only Skilled Hands'. How about that? "It mischievously hid behind the shelf and winked at him.
Zhang Zian threw whatever was in his hands at it, but it was still too late to stop its mouth. He glared furiously at Richard, who was behind the shelf, but he had already thrown everything that he could. He weighed his phone in his hand and decided not to throw it away …
Snowy Lionet frowned. It didn't seem to understand, but it also seemed to understand. It spat on the ground in disgust, "Bah, bah, bah! You filthy, stinky men, none of you are good! "
Zhang Zian really wanted to clarify that he actually preferred European and American films, but he couldn't open his mouth to explain, because if he did, he would fall into Richard's trap. At this time, it would only make things worse …
He was so angry that he pointed at Richard and scolded, "You're usually dirty enough, but today you're even dirtier than before. Tonight, I'll let you know what it means to have your buttocks redder than the flowers in February!"
Richard had been holding back for a long time. Today, he finally had the chance to show off. He became more and more complacent and shouted, "Quack! I was filthy in the past, but now I'm debauched! "
Old Time Tea took a deep breath, patted its chest and said, "Luckily it's not Si Wuxie …"
Zhang Zian stared at Richard, but there was nothing he could do for the time being. Fortunately, it could not hide behind the shelf all the time. Sooner or later, it would have to come down and sleep.
Famous was awakened by Richard's noise. It shook its fur and stood up. "I don't read much, so I support Pi's novel. After all, only it can give me a real name."
Its wish was simple and easy to fulfill.
"What's so hard about writing a novel? If I want to write a novel, I can also write it. Isn't there a voice input method now? "Richard said proudly with his chest puffed out.
"You? You should just forget about it. Your novel could be 404ed at any time, and the cyber-police might even track you down through the internet! "Zhang Zian expressed that he was not going to take the blame for this. He could not let Richard write a novel, or else he would be the one in trouble.
He heard that there were precedents of people being sentenced for writing pornographic novels. If Richard's novel was too dirty and alerted the cyber-police, it would be terrible. The cyber-police would not believe the nonsense of a parrot writing a novel. They would definitely throw Zhang Zian into jail and make him sweat all over. When he came out, his chrysanthemum would have turned into a sunflower …
"Hehe, writing a novel is not easy." Old Time Tea turned off the TV, took a sip of tea, and said, "Novels, on a grand scale, can set a heart for heaven and earth, set a life for the people, inherit the lost knowledge of the past, and create peace for all ages. On a small scale, it is a story that can attract people. The same story, written by different people, will have different feelings. "
Its thoughts drifted for a hundred years, as if it had returned to the desolate valley, listening to the girl reciting Kong Yiji alone. In that real world, Famous and Galaxy did not exist. From then on, it learned from her that some stories were not just stories to make people laugh, but contained accusations of the darkness and injustice of society.
Zhang Zian listened attentively, but obviously, that kind of story was not something that could be carried by online literature that was updated every day.
"Meow, Galaxy wants to hear the story written by Pi!" Galaxy's eyes flashed with silver light. "Galaxy wants to hear Pi's story too!"
Zhang Zian was stunned. "Pi's story?"
"Meow, Pi's story and Pi's story," Galaxy said seriously.
Richard stuck its head out from behind the shelf. "Quack? Did I hear it wrong? Is there a difference between what you said and what you said? "
Galaxy nodded. "Meow, there is a difference!"
Zhang Zian was confused. What did it mean by "Pi's story and Pi's story"?
He carefully recalled what Galaxy had said. He did not know if it was an illusion, but when Galaxy said it, it seemed that there was a subtle difference in the stress. The first "Pi's story" was said in one breath, while the second "Pi's story" was stressed on the syllable "Pi." Of course, he might have thought too much.
But … assuming that he did not think too much, what story did Pi have?
After all, Pi, which was 3.1415926 … What did this infinitely non-cyclic decimal number mean?
He had wanted to ask Meng Li about this, but unfortunately, Meng Li had gone back to his hometown for the New Year and left Binhai City, and he did not have Meng Li's contact information. Even if he had Meng Li's contact information, it would not be appropriate to disturb him during his family reunion.
Forget it. He knew that he could not come up with an answer in a short time. Mathematics had always been his weakness, so he said, "Well, Pi's story and Pi's story, let's talk about the story written by Pi first. As for the story of Pi itself, let me study it later."
After that, he opened Pi's novel and began to read from the first chapter.
As time went by, the elfins, who were originally impatient, were gradually attracted by Pi's novel and listened quietly.
"Wait a minute!" Fina suddenly jumped up from the cat tree as if its tail had been stepped on. It stared angrily and said, "What's with this chapter of 'Dreaming for Two Thousand Years'? I did not go to see a mortal in the middle of the night! This is slander against me! "
"Meow, meow, meow! I might go, but it's not as simple as a glance … "Snowy Lionet licked its paws.
Zhang Zian also thought it was unlikely. This should be what Pi meant by "70% real and 30% false." But obviously, Pi's writing skills were not good enough, and it did not have a good grasp of Fina's character. He quickly smiled and said, "This is a novel, just a novel. Don't take it seriously!"
"Hmph!" Fina snorted and looked away. "Anyway, go and tell Pi as soon as possible that this chapter must be changed, or else I will lose face!"
"Okay, no problem. I'll go upstairs and tell it later," Zhang Zian said casually. But he did not intend to trouble Pi for this matter. Fina would forget about this small matter soon anyway.
He did not take it seriously and continued to read.
After reading a few more chapters, he suddenly heard Richard's hoarse voice behind him.
"Quack! Stop！ I think I saw an interesting reader's comment. "
When Zhang Zian didn't notice, Richard had already quietly landed on the display cabinet behind him, looking down at his phone's screen. In the Qidian app, readers' comments on the chapter could be shown at the end of each chapter. Some popular comments would be pushed to the top, and there was a comment in this chapter that was particularly eye-catching. He wanted to pretend that he did not see it, but who would have thought that the sharp-eyed Richard would see it?
Zhang Zian knew that things were not good, and hurriedly reached out to cover the screen, but it was too late.
"Don't say it!" He shouted with a voice full of despair, because once this comment was read out, his life would also come to an end.
"Quack! Quack! " Richard wanted to see the world in chaos, so he repeated the reader's comment at the top of his voice — "Store Manager Pi, are you tricking Fina again?"
As soon as it finished, the room suddenly became so quiet that one could hear breathing.
Zhang Zian shuddered, feeling as if cold water had been poured on his head, all the way to his feet. There was a pair of bone-chilling eyes that seemed to want to cut him open.
Fina indifferently put out its airplane ears, and stuck out its sharp claws. It said word by word, "Explain to me, how many times have you tricked me? Also, I really want to know, who is this' Fina '? "
Oh no!
Zhang Zian felt like he was sitting on pins and needles on the reclining chair. He wanted to find a hole to hide in!
He groaned inwardly. Which ignorant reader left such a comment? Isn't this trying to harm me? Once I survive this, I'll definitely delete and ban this comment and the person who posted it!
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