Chapter 57 Ero erotic literature

"It's delicious. This is your last meal," Pan Hongsheng suddenly sank his face: "Do you think you can really eat the land of the health school?"

Liu Simin, who was about to enjoy the delicious food, was stunned, and her voice changed: "Who the hell are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you can only go to prison right away!" Pan Hongsheng inserted a piece of carefully cooked black pepper beef with a knife and ate it comfortably.

"So you're playing tricks behind your back!" Liu Simin immediately stood up and shouted, "Xiao Jiang! Xiao Jiang!"

Xiao Jiang is his driver and bodyguard. He used to be a Sanda athlete.

"Don't shout anymore, he won't have a chance to perform!" Pan Hongsheng continued to eat his appetizer: "Now your time is very limited. In 15 minutes, the task force will take you to review. At that time, you can only eat pickles. Cherish everything in front of you."

"You fart! Who dares to arrest me in the capital?" Liu Simin shouted, but in the top private room with amazing sound insulation, the people outside could not hear any noise at all.

"Who the hell are you? The police?" Liu Si** is a little inexplicable: "A blackmailer? Do you want to blackmail me? Humph! No matter who you are! But I want to remind you that I am not a rootless grass! Don't make trouble for yourself!"

"The old gentleman in the organization department has been invited to talk. Maybe you can say hello to him inside." Pan Hongsheng smiled gently and chewed the beef in his mouth.

"What! Mr. Tang..." Liu Simin's face suddenly turned white: "How can this be possible! He is a member of the Standing Committee!"

"I'm sorry, this time it's just a big guy. He has been paying attention to him for a long time." Pan Hongsheng has finished the appetizer. At this time, the rest of the main dishes have been served. The colorful aroma is very tempting, but unfortunately some people have no appetite to eat it.

When the task force took Liu Simin, who was an accomplice, he made an unexpected move: suddenly came to the table with a big shout and desperately stuffed all kinds of precious dishes into his mouth with his hands. The precious suit was dirty and his hands were oily, but he ignored it.

"Get up!" The task force pulled his back neck with an angry hand, but was wiped with oil by his hands. The other task force was very straightforward and knocked him unconscious with a straight slap.

Pan Hongsheng shook his head and looked at the messy table. In just over ten seconds, the grandson actually spoiled ten dishes. It was really crazy.

It was not until the last second that he realized what he should do.

The school was saved, and the new angel real estate company was immediately sealed up and disappeared in an instant.

When Pan Hongsheng drove to the school again, he saw that Bai Su had replaced Uncle Wang and became the gatekeeper.

"What are you looking at?" Bai Su was not angry when he saw him, but it was much better than the indire a few days ago.

Pan Hongsheng smiled politely at her and drove the car directly in.

He doesn't want to give this girl a stressful and contradictory life. However, Bai Su was sad in the back. She didn't know exactly why.

As a visiting teacher in the school, he comes every Saturday to give literature literacy lessons to his favorite students.

Lan Xianli and others are still the same, but Wang Xiaojia obviously works harder than before.

Because she is burdened with a debt - at least that's what she thinks. Pan Hongsheng actually didn't intend to let her pay it back, just to motivate the girl and let her not sink.

"Today we are going to talk about Mo Yan's literary works... As we all know, Mo Yan is the only domestic writer who has won the Nobel Prize in Literature. Although some people have said before that contradictions will get it if they don't die, this is not the focus of our discussion today..." Pan Hongsheng pointed to the blackboard with an idea: "Today God, the focus of our discussion is the taste in Mo Yan's article. Who has read his article? Who will give an opinion?"

"I!" Lan Xianli likes to read idle books. She frowned and said, "I have read Mo Yan's book... but I dare not read it in front of my parents..."

This sentence is very meaningful and directly amused everyone.

"Indeed, Mo Yan's books have many plots involving sex, and even some books are all about sex, but we can't list him as erotic literature because of this, because many writers are like this. Their books cover up themselves by seemingly vulgar means, but the theme to be expressed is extremely serious... Red Needless to say, the rest of the works are this routine. Even the vulgar name "** Fat Buttocks" is not erotic..." Pan Hongsheng talked and changed his words: "There is a writer named Wang Xiaobo, who is actually very similar to Mo Yan's routine. They all use seemingly pornographic and even vulgar ways. To narrate, but what is expressed is life and human nature, which is completely different from some lower body literature that hangs sheep's heads and sells dog meat. Therefore, although some people are masters of erotic literature, they can only be second-rate writers, and it is the master who can truly understand eroticism and correctly integrate people's seven emotions and six desires into their novels!"

The little girls below were stunned, followed by a stormy applause.

"That's so fucking good!" Lan Xianli couldn't help swearing: "Teacher is talented!"

"In fact, don't judge me so highly," Pan Hongsheng raised his hand and motioned everyone to continue to listen: "In fact, we are just evaluators. From the perspective of evaluators, you can make some comments irrelevantly, but once you pick up the pen to write your own book, that's another thing. Nowadays, TV series, movies and games all draw the essence from novels. Writers can be said to be the creators of the creation of the whole entertainment world. They are not casually writing a few small books that can be called writers. Modern writers are mixed with fish eyes, which requires everyone to choose books. Pay special attention."

This sentence stirred up a thousand waves. The girls complained about how tricky the "smallest" magazine they bought, and complained that none of the current novels were eye-catching.

"Teacher, that day, I had a mobile phone to read a female frequency novel. I saw the number one special imperial concubine. It's disgusting..." Feng Dongmei smiled a little breathlessly: "Every word is like squeezing toothpaste, and the sentences are not smooth. It's all short sentences like brain cramps. It's actually the first... Female pig's feet. The name is also vulgar enough to be used as a weight loss medicine..."

"This kind of novel is a thorough commercial novel," Pan Hongsheng wrote a line on the blackboard: "Commercial novels refer to books written in a planned way for the market. Of course, this kind of book does not have any artistry. Together with the word art, it is a kind of Irony, even at least logical thinking and sentences can't be smooth, but some people see it. Why is that? Because its sentence is short, it is suitable for readers who watch it on mobile phones. Don't comment on the plot or anything, at least... It looks very comfortable, and the short sentences are very suitable for young people to read.

"It seems that we are all non-mainstream..." Lan Xianli was also aroused in interest: "But that sentence is too short, isn't it? I can't wait that an action is divided into 18 paragraphs, that kind of abrupt illiterate words, and that vulgar name, what Sima Dongfang Murong Qingcheng Nalan, dare to be serious?

"This is why you don't understand the needs of current readers..." Pan Hongsheng smiled, but he did have experience in this regard. In the production of movies and TV series, this experience is particularly clear.

"Nowadays, children, including adults, have a tendency to decline in reading ability. What is the decline in reading ability? I like short sentences, and slightly longer sentences will immediately faint. Although Wang Shuo leaned against the comma and was famous for his unique martial arts. If he was born more than ten years later, I don't know which corner he was squatting in. Nowadays, people don't like that kind of ridicule and criticism, and it's out of place to use that kind of ridicule as a gimmick. In modern times, mainstream works such as Mo Yan, using eroticism as a coat, are very popular!"

His words seem to be too profound. After all, when Wang Shuo became popular, these little girl films may not have made a sound.

He turned to repeat it in easy-to-understand words: "In a word, the current novels and literature emphasize storytelling and humanization! The seven emotions and six desires of the characters cannot be ignored, which is a complete and living literary work! But no matter what leads **, we must remember one thing: literature is actually the study of human nature!"

Pan Hongsheng was a little disappointed in this class. Although the reaction from the stage was very enthusiastic, he still felt that not many people could listen to it.

Perhaps many people have to look at the short and strange words after class. The sentences are like constipation. The formation of a concept and a phenomenon is not overnight.

But he was surprised that there were students who agreed with his own opinions, which warmed his heart, just like a lonely missionary in Mexico who met the only Christian.

After all, they are still children. After all, they have the right to choose something that matches their cognitive level.