What to do if you become famous too fast

boom!

A rocket soared into the sky, and the popularity of the live broadcast room suddenly soared to more than [-].

The banner ads on the entire platform immediately attracted a large number of netizens.

But the person who just came in was stunned.

"What happened? Can anyone explain?"

"This rocket is meaningless."

"Poetry exchange meeting, what the hell? There are people rewarding rockets in this kind of live broadcast? Are you crazy?"

"Come here for the treasure chest... grab it and leave."

"..."

At the scene, after a long time.

Zhao Qing's expression was complicated, because he had already seen the expressions of the students around him, not to mention girls, even boys were moved by what he said just now.

He said unwillingly: "Student, I admit that what you said just now is indeed very good. But no matter how nice the words are, they will not be passed down forever like poetry. They can be passed down orally, and people will always remember the poet. The name can shake the hearts of countless people, and it can have extraordinary practical significance... So, as I said just now, today we are a poetry exchange meeting, unless you use poetry to impress girls' hearts, otherwise even if you are Lover, you can't come in either."

Only then did people from other poetry clubs around react and nodded.

"Yes."

"If you really want to speak better than anyone else, you can ask those scumbags."

"We can't let today's poetry exchange meeting change the flavor."

"Come on, if you really don't know how to write poetry, go out now, we are all qualified people, and we won't make things difficult for you."

Wang Huan was speechless.

It's all like this and you still don't let them in?

This is the beginning of the outline?

Nima, all his hard work just now was in vain, so he had to use a bigger move.

He frowned slightly, and looked at Zhao Qing: "This means, if I don't write a poem on the spot today, I won't be able to stay here any longer?"

Zhao Qing nodded: "That's right, I believe everyone also means the same."

"Qingrouke is right."

"Yes."

Everyone agrees.

They have not yet become poets, but they are showing their shameless nature one by one. Wei Shuo is contemptuous in his heart and is about to speak.

Wang Huan stopped him with a look, and then glanced at everyone.

Ugh……

Why bother

He really didn't want to pretend.

"Poetry, right? Forget it. Originally, I thought you could accommodate me when I said what I just said. After all, my few words can be turned into a poem with a little modification. But you don't even have that vision." , I’m really disappointed. Since you insist on making me write poetry, then I will do as you wish.”

After finishing speaking, Wang Huan walked towards the podium in the classroom.

Seeing Wang Huan's actions, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Look at the meaning, he is going to write a poem?

At this time, Liu Ya finally took a look at the live broadcast room, and when she saw it, she exclaimed.

What happened?Why did the popularity of her live broadcast suddenly soar to more than 30?And how many people brushed rockets and planes for her?

She quickly looked at the barrage.

"This boy is so domineering!"

"The others are a little bit too much. This person can say the famous lines just now. It is obvious that his literary skills are not weak. How could he not be able to write simple poems?"

"Yes, it's a bit of a bully."

"Hey, don't you think this man's voice is very similar to that of Brother Huan? When I closed my eyes, I thought it was Brother Huan who was speaking."

"That's right, I've heard it a long time ago, it's exactly the same as Brother Huan's voice."

"Damn it, look at this man's back, he really looks like Brother Huan."

"Damn it, this person is Brother Huan, right?"

"What are you talking about, this man is old and ugly."

"What if it's Brother Huan after makeup? From the words on the blackboard, it can be seen that there is Lin Da, and this person has the same voice and back as Brother Huan, and the height and shape are similar. How can there be such a person in the world?" Coincidence?"

Liu Ya looked at the barrage, and then took a closer look at the boy who had already walked to the classroom podium, her heart began to beat violently.

Brother Huan?

impossible?

Before she could speak, Wang Huan picked up a piece of chalk and wrote a line on the blackboard.

"Time is like water, always silent. If you are well, it will be sunny."

Liu Ya has not recovered from her speculation about the boy's identity.

Suddenly stunned.

There are only two lines in the poem...Of course Liu Ya is not implying that Wang Huan is short and small.

It was these two lines of poems that made her feel numb.

She quietly looked at the boys on the podium.

did not speak.

As a poetry lover, her literary attainments are not low. The seemingly plain two lines of poems contain fiery emotions.

Life is bright, and the years are quiet.