Several sisters and aunties began an exchange of difference in opinions.
Until work starts at 9 A.M., the topic was hotly discussed amongst everyone.
Tian Bin also had an interest in the battle on Weibo last night. He interrupted to ask, “Sis Zhou, what sort of person is Vice-President Meng like? Those old timers are very experienced. Big Thunder and a few other poets, all of them are professionals. If they said so, then it must mean they criticized it according to their literary learnings. How can we judge, since we are not as knowledgeable as them? It’s not that I am stepping on Teacher Zhang Ye. But like the old comrades of the Writers’ Association said, there are many issues. After reading it, I also feel some doubts.”
Big Sister Zhou looked at Tian Bin, “Then why don’t you create a poem for me to listen to?”
Tian Bin replied, “I don’t have such capabilities, but I still have some basic judgment skills.” He turned around towards Jia Yan, “Teacher Little Jia, what do you think?”