Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 16 Dare you write a poem to diss me?

As autumn fades, the cold wind begins to blow freely through the 108 districts of Chang'an.

The women on the street have all changed into winter clothes, and the wrinkles have disappeared without a trace.

Although the temperature is cold, the atmosphere in the streets is more lively.

Pure sugar that is harder than frost and white paper that is whiter than snow are being snapped up at prices lower than ever before.

There is also Hu Shu's treasure, which is priceless and has replaced all kinds of spices and jewelry. It has become the first luxury in the eyes of ladies and rich girls, and is called by scholars: a ray of spring breeze in winter.

However, there is another topic that is a billion times more popular than sugar, paper and Hu Shubao, and that is Arthur, the male leader of the Tang Dynasty in Wenyue Tower.

He has become completely famous, not only sparking popularity among female fans, but also causing a frenzy among male fans.

True fans affectionately call him: Alang.

And Xiao Heizi maliciously called him: Ser Wolf.

There is no way around it. A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and being too wealthy will attract jealousy.

You have occupied the minds of all the girls in the city, so what are other men interested in?
Among the little black fans, the group that Kanserang dislikes the most is undoubtedly the literati and talented men who love to hang out in brothels.

Originally, they were the most charming and popular men among women in Chang'an, but now all the limelight has been snatched away by a male entertainer who can only show off his muscles and write cheesy poems. Who can stand this?

So they spontaneously formed a united front and began to smear, ridicule and insult Serlang.

When the true fans heard Xiao Heizi insulting their A Lang, they all stood up for him and said that they were stupid people who were just jealous that Ge Ge was handsome and could write poems for women.

This further intensified the conflict, causing the little black guys to hate Serlang so much that they started writing poems in a literary style.

During the Tang Dynasty, poetry was unprecedentedly popular.

In addition to literati and scholars, officials, merchants, ordinary people and even monks and Taoists would participate in poetry creation. Although their levels varied, they could all rhyme with just one word.

In short, the atmosphere is very similar to the rap circle on Xuan Ci's mother planet.

So, when the little black guys started playing with poetry, the entertainment instantly reached its maximum.

From then on, the two side halls and one lobby of Wenyue Pavilion were packed every night, like a party, and the theme was to insult Selang with poetry and songs.

Wang Baihu, Zhu Zhishan, Wen Bi and Xu Changgu, known as the four great talented men of Chang'an, all came down to write poems and lead the trend.

Changsun Cheng, Cheng Chubi, Qin Zhongwen and Yuchi Guan, known as the new four playboys of Chang'an, also show up almost every night. Although they can't say a word for a long time, they are keen to take charge of the overall situation.

Even poor intellectuals without money came to join in the fun.

If you can write a poem on the wall, a wealthy person will treat you to the most expensive scented tea in Chang'an. If your poem impresses everyone, you will be given accommodation directly.

For a time, this became the most popular activity in Chang'an. Fortunately, there was no Internet in the Tang Dynasty, otherwise it would have dominated the hot search list.

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"Gege, those bad guys wrote poems cursing you again last night. Someone even copied them on paper and sold them at the morning market."

In the gym, Xuan Ci hooked his feet on the barbell, grabbed the iron chain hanging from the beam with one hand, and did pull-ups, making countless coins rustle.

Chen Xiaoke quickly picked up a piece of white paper with a price written on it and read the small black words on it:

"Where is this lowly young man, selling his love in Pingkangfang?

"Poetry from the wild is like the barking of a dog, each sound is empty.

"He waved his fists and shouted with brute force, hoping to provoke someone's skirt.

"It's a pity that no one recognizes my flesh and blood, and I only see a stupid worm."

After reading one poem, he angrily cursed:

"Humph, I think they're a bunch of ugly bastards, they're just jealous of my brother's handsomeness!"

With a loud "clang", the barbell hit the ground, interrupting the little girl's muttering. Xuan Ci let go of the chain and fell down. He grabbed the paper and looked at the "Top Ten Works" from last night, cursing:

"Fuck you! With this level of AI, you still dare to write a poem to diss me?"

If he hadn't been afraid of Fahai, he would have beaten him up long ago.

When he thought about the self-satisfied look of those stupid talented scholars and how people were making fun of him, he was furious and decided immediately that he had to diss back and let those idiots see what real poetry and song are like!

So far, he has only used AI to tailor poems for female clients, and has not produced any works within the scope of compulsory education.

He had originally planned to find a way to maximize his profits in the future, but now money has become nothing to him and selling poetry is completely unnecessary.

Sitting down on a chair padded with tiger skin, he made a scissors gesture to Chen Xiaoke.

The little girl immediately took out a cigarette with a cotton core filter, first put it between her pink lips to light it, and then placed it obediently between her fingers.

Xuan Ci took a deep breath of smoke, and suddenly a good idea came to his mind.

"Beaker!"

"I'm here, what's wrong?"

"Quick, find the most outrageous diss song on your home planet, the kind with the harshest insults. Then, change the lyrics to something more current, and incorporate a few poems that elementary school students must memorize. Make it the most impressive, and I'll blow those idiot geniuses to pieces!"

"Okay. I found the most popular diss songs on my home planet, kept the melody and flow, adjusted the lyrics, and created 10 songs:..."

In a flash, ten lyrics and simple musical scores appeared in Xuanci's mind.

To rap, all you need is a mouth.

But Xuan Ci had no idea whether the song modified by "Artificial Idiot" would work, so he just checked it out with a try-it attitude.

But as soon as he saw the first line of the first song, he started laughing.

"Jade Emperor, Jade Emperor, I want to diss you...

"Fuck! People are dissing Emperor Xie, but you're dissing the Jade Emperor?

"If this song reaches the Heavenly Palace, will he send down 100,000 heavenly soldiers to suppress it?"

Thinking of the awe on the faces of most mortals when they talked about immortals and Buddhas, he couldn't help but wonder: if one day all the people in the Tang Dynasty were brainwashed by this abstract song, what would the Jade Emperor think?

He couldn't help singing a few lines, and suddenly heard Chen Xiaoke ask curiously:

"Gege, what does 'I want Disney' mean?"

"Ahahahaha Disney?"

Xuan Ci explained:
"It's not Disney, it's diss you. Diss means insulting someone. Disney is an amusement park, a place for little girls to play."

“Oh, is Disneyland fun?”

"It's okay. I'll take you there when I have the chance."

"Okay!"

After stopping laughing, Xuan Ci read the lyrics at the end of the song again.

It’s true, although the current AI is not very intelligent, it is completely capable of writing rap.

This song "Diss the Jade Emperor" is both abstract and factual, and also reveals a sense of irony. It is simply awesome.

However, the target of his diss at the moment is not the Jade Emperor, and the rhyme of this song is not explosive enough, the rhythm is not powerful enough, and the insults are not harsh enough.

So he collected the song, communicated carefully with AI, clarified the goals and themes, and started further creation.

(End of this chapter)