Cringe Fanfiction

【 Whose cringe fanfiction is the strongest? The Three Kingdoms' number one dares to claim the crown.
The country's beauty, a heavenly fragrance, the heroic mother Chancellor Cao;
The father is warm, the mind climbs the wall, a smile that shames Zhang in Hefei;
Liang is sorrowful, taken by Xiao Xiang, bearing a son like the substitute Jiang;
Si is wild, Yun is in pain, below the beautiful beard is Yun Chang;
Quan's beauty, Lu is busy shooting, Zi Jing and Zi Ming roll in bed together;
An honest book, Huang suffers abuse, Gong Jin's buttocks reflect waves on the great river;
Flower-like Dong, tasted by Marquis Wen, tears and snot for Mother Ban Shu;
Discussing cringe fics, whose house is strong? Besides the Three Kingdoms, who dares be king. 】

Bullet Chat——
< It's here, it's here >
< Good heavens, it's this stimulating right from the start >
< What do these words even mean? >
< Zhou tries Liang but Liang is not bright, strips his pants to shine over the Yangtze River; Is Gong Jin's butt smooth or not? The Overlord of Jiangdong looks for Sun Ce >
< Cough cough—— Dong Zhuo's life is truly bitter. Clearly he has the back of a tiger and the waist of a bear, with flesh like a mountain, yet in this chaotic world, he's like a little flower, always facing wind and rain, with sparse petals, becoming a broken flower and a withered willow—— I really hate my current self >
< Let me continue >
< In the Three Kingdoms, any man with a bit of aesthetic sense cannot resist the beauty of Dong Zhuo, that natural kind of resilient flower rising amidst the storm >
< The men, to monopolize this high-altitude cold flower, rack their brains; strategists use schemes, but wisdom cannot defeat force, and in the end, he is still monopolized by Marquis Wen's supreme force >
< Heh heh, I won't pretend anymore, I am that tiger-backed, bear-waisted high-altitude cold flower that ten thousand people fight over, Dong the delicate flower here >
< Strategists: Feng Xian, you dog thief, how dare you steal the white moonlight in my heart, prepare to die—— Lu Bu: Hmph, you dare dream of Lu Feng Xian's delicate lady, take this strike first and then talk >
< Hahaha, Dong the delicate flower! I'm dying of laughter—— if Dong the fat pig is a delicate flower, then I must be world-shakingly beautiful >
< Brother above, don't say that, maybe in the fanfic circle showing off your muscles someone will take an interest, and you'll truly become a heartthrob >
< Is Fei warm or not? The Cao family asks the boss. So is Fei actually warm?? >
< My god, my eyes hurt >
< Ah ah ah, I'm no longer pure, I need to wash my eyes >
< If you want to know if Fei is warm, cross over yourself and try. A normal person is 36-37 degrees, when excited and blood flows fast, the temperature rises, so it's probably not just warm but hot >
< Talent, does your family know you explain it like this >
< Why is Chancellor Cao a heroic mother? >
< Because of pregnancy, of course. The children are Guo Jia and Cao Xuong >
< Aren't they afraid of being cursed to death by Three Kingdoms fans for writing this >
< I'm just a passerby and my eyes hurt, I've decided to go curse him once and for all >
< I'll also contribute a segment—— You are Wen Chang's immortal little lady, also Young Master Fei's Kong Ming big brother, and even the Lord's virtuous Empress, but don't forget, you are also my, Lu Xun's, prey! >
< This circle is truly chaotic, I bow in respect >
< Immortal little lady is nothing, sorrowful Jia Ge Liang hasn't even spoken yet >
< What does "Quan's beauty" mean? Someone please explain >
< It's literal. Little Quan dances a striptease to seduce, taking off one item at a time, finally spinning to his brother's thigh and asking: "Brother, is Quan beautiful?" That's exactly it >
< So disgusting, I need a stretcher immediately >
< I've fainted, waiting for the ambulance to carry me away >

The common people of all dynasties looked at the content on the heavenly screen and fell silent in unison. A bizarre atmosphere enveloped them.
"Ah ah ah, nonsense! It's all lies! So hard to watch!" A scholar screamed, clutching his head and running wildly, mumbling gibberish. The people around him shook their heads and sighed, thinking he had truly gone mad from reading too much. Another scholar rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

The silent atmosphere was broken; some ran to call for help, others cursed profusely. This time they cursed even harder than before. The commoners didn't fully understand the literary style but seeing the scholars' reactions, they asked curiously: "What does it say up there that makes you all react so strongly?"

A scholar with bloodshot eyes glared at the questioner as if wanting to eat him alive. "You brat, how dare you look at your grand-uncle with those eyes!" An old farmer of high seniority unceremoniously slapped the scholar twice across the face.

Many literati were left speechless when asked, their faces turning blue and red, finally only able to flick their sleeves and run away. Although they didn't understand all the modern slang, through the colloquial words, they could vaguely guess the situation.

"Who is Chancellor Cao? Why is he pregnant with Guo Jia's child?"
"Chancellor Cao was a high official in ancient times, below one person and above ten thousand."
"So he was a woman? Otherwise, how could he get pregnant?"
"He was a man... as for how he got pregnant... I don't know either!"

The gentry were tortured by these bizarre questions; some were furious, others were so distressed they fainted. The scene of chaos was beyond words.