ultimate host

Chapter 763 Fanatical Believers

After a full 5 minutes, the seven talents got up one after another.

Most of them looked at Ai Li with fear.

Only the strong guy, after getting up, rubbed his neck and then his chest. When he looked at Ai Li, his eyes became stern again and he rushed towards Ai Li.

bang——

Undoubtedly, he flew out again and hit the ground hard.

And it's the same place as last time.

Ai Li chuckled and said, "If you don't accept it, come again. I will beat you until you accept it."

Thus, in the next prison cell, such a scene was staged.

The burly man kept getting up and attacking Ai Li, but he was constantly knocked out.

And it gets heavier every time.

Finally, at No.30 seven times, the burly man passed out directly.

He woke up after 5 minutes amidst the calls of others.

And after he woke up, he didn't attack Ai Li again, but slowly sat down in the corner.

At this moment, almost no part of him was intact.Leaning against the corner, his back hurt so much that he twitched his mouth.

Ai Li chuckled and asked, "Are you convinced?"

The burly man swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and just about to open his mouth to speak, the wound on the corner of his mouth split open, causing him to close his mouth again in pain.

But after a while, he still opened his mouth and said, "Temporarily accepted... When I... recover... I will not accept it."

Ai Lixin said that this guy is also a joke.

How can I compete with a tease?Wouldn't that lower your IQ?
But then I thought about it, I seem to be a funny guy too.

When I think about it, I feel nothing.

Then he said to the burly man: "Very good, when you are dissatisfied, come and challenge at any time, I am specialized in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction, and I will beat you until you are convinced."

The burly man stayed there and didn't speak, just panting heavily, and the others were also panting heavily.

Ai Li saw that these people were a little listless, and in order to ease the atmosphere, he immediately said to these people: "Brothers, we don't know each other anymore. Let me introduce myself. My name is Ai, and my name is Maya. I am a Poets. If you are interested, you can discuss poetry and songs together."

Those few people thought in their hearts: How the hell does this look like a poet, it doesn't have the temperament of a poet at all.

At this time, one of them asked: "Since you are a poet, why are you locked in?"

Ai Li shook his head and sighed: "Genius is often not understood by the world. For example, Van Gogh, his paintings were not understood by people until after his death. For example, Leonardo Da Vinci, he had already designed a helicopter sketch , but the materials at that time could not meet the requirements of carrying the helicopter into the air. This is because their thinking is too advanced, far beyond the times they are in. It is the times that cannot keep up with them.”

"But you have said so much, but you still haven't explained what crime you committed?"

Ai Li nodded and praised: "You see the problem very thoroughly. The reason why I came in is because my thoughts are not unified with your mortals' thoughts. They can't tolerate me expressing my thoughts, so they locked me up." .Of course, it may also be because they can't read my poems, so they locked me up."

"Uh……"

The group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, and then one of them asked, "Then what poem did you write?"

Ai Li shook his head helplessly: "I want to keep a low profile, but you always don't give me a chance. Well, since everyone has repeatedly requested and the enthusiasm is so high, then I will recite the best poem I wrote. Yin, everyone can appreciate it together."

Those people were speechless for a while, we just asked casually, and didn't ask for good cuts at all!
Where do you see our enthusiasm?
Ai Li didn't care about this, stood up and cleared his throat.

The eyes are bright, the face is red, full of energy, and high-spirited.

With a wave of his hand, his voice was thick and powerful, full of emotion: "Ah——"

The sound was so sudden that it startled everyone.

One person whispered to the person next to him: "He 'ah' what? You scared me."

"Who knows, maybe the brain is not working well."

Ai Li still ignored them, and continued: "The moonlight is bright in front of the bed..."

"Fuck, isn't this Li Bai's poem? Why are you plagiarizing?"

Everyone quit. Although they have no attainments in poetry art, how could they not know such a poem that is widely known to women and children?
Ai Li naturally knew what these people were thinking. He chuckled and said, "Keep on listening. The first part is just quoting the beginning of the ancients, and the rest is my original creation."

Everyone stopped talking.

Ai Li cleared his throat again, and said, "Ah—the moonlight is shining in front of the bed, and there are two pairs of shoes on the ground. Look up at the moon, and tear your crotch down."

"puff--"

In the entire cell, except for the one whose finger was broken, almost everyone else sprayed out.

Of course, according to common sense, what they spray should be saliva.

But just now they were all spat out by Ai Li, so the spout was naturally blood.

"I said Emma Ya, you are a bit too dirty, aren't you?"

"No."

Ellie said innocently.

"You have two pairs of shoes on the ground, why lower your head and tear your crotch, isn't it dirty?"

Ai Li nodded seriously: "It's two pairs of shoes, it's tearing the crotch. This expresses the mother's deep love for her son, why is it dirty?"

"I'm going, mother and son, they're all messed up, aren't they dirty?"

"You have a strong taste."

"How dare you call yourself a poet."

It was only then that Ai Li suddenly realized, and then explained: "So that's the case, you guys misunderstood, I said that my thoughts are not understandable to mere mortals, right?"

"Why is this a misunderstanding? Why did you misunderstand it when you talked about it? That's what you clearly meant."

Ai Li sighed, and said, "This poem was written out of my feelings when I passed by the window of a house on a moonlit night and saw the situation in the window."

"Did you see it all? Live broadcast?"

Ai Li glared at the man: "Can your mind not be so dirty?"

"It's your own poems that are dirty and easy to cut, otherwise how do you explain the two pairs of shoes on the ground?"

Ai Li sighed helplessly, and said: "This is a single-parent family. A mother and a six-year-old son live in a room less than five square meters. There are two pairs of shoes on the floor, one for the mother and one for the mother. Son's."

Those people looked at each other, still expressing dissatisfaction, and argued with reason: "What about 'bow your head and tear your crotch'? How do you explain this?"

"The child was naughty, and the crotch was torn. The mother took off the child's trousers and sewed the crotch for him by the moonlight. But the position of the tear was not very good, and it had to be torn apart to make it exactly the same as the original one. The poem expresses the deep maternal love of a mother for her son. Think about it, the night is deep and people are quiet, the mother is reluctant to waste electricity, and at the same time, she is afraid of waking her son up, so she can only sew for her son by moonlight. The crotch. Isn’t this touching? What a pure mother’s love? What a great mother’s love? I really don’t understand, you old wizards, how can you only see incest?”

"Uh……"

Everyone was speechless again, and this can all be returned to Yuan.

Ai Li continued to explain proudly: "This poem of mine is similar to the poem 'Whoever speaks an inch of grass will repay three springs'. Although it is not as classic as that poem, it is also enough to be included in the It’s in the annals of history. You are lucky to hear it, so it’s not in vain.”

At this time, someone pointed out sharply: "No, I've seen your poem on the Internet before. It's obviously plagiarized from the Internet, right? And it's a very dirty poem."

Ai Li shook his head and said boldly: "I will answer your second question first. There is no lack of beauty in this world, but the lack of eyes to discover beauty. As the saying goes, there are a thousand Pan Jinlians in the eyes of a thousand people. In the eyes of filthy people , I think Pan Jinlian is very coquettish and feminine. In the eyes of pure and upright people, I naturally think she is a bitch. From this poem, I can see the great maternal love, but you can only see Out of chaos, this is called poor realm."

The group of people were a little speechless after being told by Ai Li, and there was really nothing to refute him.

"What about the first question?" The man was still dissatisfied, "I've seen this poem on the Internet before, what do you say?"

"Ahem." Ai Li coughed twice, without the slightest embarrassment on his face, and said, "Actually, while I am a poet, I am also doing some collection work. I want to compile a "Lost The Art of Poetry", which collects the poems that are about to be lost and organizes them into a book. I found this poem on the Internet, and then compiled it into my "Art of Lost Poetry". As for why it is said that I wrote it What? Since I compiled this book, it is understandable to say that this poem came from my book. Since it is from my book, it is understandable that I wrote it.”

"Uh……"

Everyone was speechless again.

But a sentence emerged in their hearts: Never seen such a brazen person.

Of course, they dare not say it out of their mouths.

Seeing that these people stopped talking, Ai Li asked in order to get closer to them, "What about you? What happened again?"

Those people shook their heads and said, "We didn't do anything wrong."

"Nothing happened? Then why did they lock you up?"

"We're voluntary," one said.

"Yes, we are all voluntary."

Ai Li's eyes widened: "No way? Why are you voluntary? This is not a prison at all, this is a biochemical laboratory. I'm afraid everyone who comes in will be treated as an experiment. Are you still voluntary?"

"I am proud to be able to dedicate myself to the cause of the general!"

"I am proud!"

"I have no regrets in my life!"
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[Well, the third update today is to thank the Soviet Union for the $100 reward.thanks. 】

(End of this chapter)