What to do if you become famous too fast

This kind of writing skills has reached the point where lifting weights is light!

"Amazing! Beautiful!"

Qu Mingfeng's eyes lit up, he stared closely at the words and sentences on the rice paper, and praised him endlessly: "But now it only describes the prosperous scene of the Lantern Festival. Although the words and sentences are impeccable, there is nothing special about them other than that." It’s not enough to become a masterpiece through the ages, and now I’m waiting for his next chapter, I wonder if he can give me a surprise.”

At this moment.

Wang Huan had finished writing the last chapter, he looked up to the bottom of the stage, as if he was looking at something, but because the stage lights were too bright, it was almost dark when looking down from the stage, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Everyone didn't understand what he meant, and all showed strange expressions.

But the next moment, Wang Huan shook his head and lowered his head to continue writing.

Xia Que is here.

As he followed his brush strokes, each word appeared on the rice paper.

"Moth's snow willow golden strands, the laughter is full of dark fragrance."

From describing the Lantern Festival to describing people? !

Everyone's eyes lit up, as if a group of women watching the Lantern Festival appeared in front of them. They were wearing beautiful clothes and beautiful jewelry.

Only then did everyone realize why Wang Huan was looking down the stage just now.Because there were many girls who had just come from the lantern riddles activity.Now it seems that these two words are a metaphor for them!

Many girls instantly feel that this poem is more beautiful...

An old man in slippers and disheveled clothes pushed open the door of the auditorium and rushed in anxiously.Glancing at the scene inside, the whole person suddenly burst out with infinite strength, rushed to the front of the stage in an instant at a speed that young people could hardly match, and then directly jumped onto the half-person-high stage in full view of the crowd.

This skill stunned the people in the auditorium.

After jumping onto the stage, the old man quickly came to Qu Mingfeng's side.

Qu Mingfeng looked up and was startled: "Old Wan, why are you here?"

The old man was Wan Xiwen. After receiving Lu Ping's call, he didn't even change his shoes. He rushed over with a pair of slippers, even though his toes were frozen blue without realizing it.

Wan Xiwen looked at the words on the rice paper with bright eyes, and snorted coldly, "Why can't I come?"

……

Off the stage, just as many girls felt rippling in their hearts because of Wang Huan's words.

But saw Wang Huan raised his head again and looked down the stage.After looking at it for a long time, there was a look of disappointment in his eyes, as if he was looking for something but couldn't find it.

After a while, Wang Huan turned his head subconsciously, and saw behind the stage, Qiqi was standing there pretty, staring at him without blinking, eyes full of stars.

"Is this God's will?"

At this moment, Wang Huan almost cried out.

He was so emotional that he lowered his head and quickly wrote down the last words.

"...I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but that person was there, in a dimly lit place."

And write down the name of this poem - "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi".

At the moment of writing.

The whole place was silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the last sentence, feeling that they had almost lost their ability to think.

Zhou Yun glanced at He Meiyuan and wanted to speak, but didn't know how to speak for a long time.The same is true for He Meiyuan, but there is a bright light in her eyes.

Qu Mingfeng was dazed for a while, and then said: "The finishing touch, the finishing touch!"

Wan Xiwen continued: "It's another famous poem through the ages. Since Wang Huan finished writing "Water Tune Getou" last time, there has been no words for Mid-Autumn Festival. And this time for Lantern Festival, he wrote this poem again. When it comes to poetry, no one will be able to get around it."

The hearts of the two could not be calm for a long time.

At this time, the students in the auditorium finally came to their senses, and a flood of discussions began to emerge.

"The last sentence, amazing!"

"Originally, the first part of the whole poem was already a classic, and the last sentence was instantly supernatural."

"Damn it, my mother just thought that the first two lines of Brother Huan's Ci Xia Wei were praising me, and I was just happy, but what happened to the last line?"

"Damn it, I also thought Brother Huan was praising me, and then... emmmm, this wave of dog food is full."

"I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, and when I suddenly looked back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place—Brother Huan, this is a public confession!"

Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen were shocked by "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi".

The boys were equally astonished.

Only the girls in the auditorium showed expressions of envy and hatred.

But at this moment, Qi Qi was already in a daze.

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In fact, Wang Huan didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

He just raised his head to look under the stage. He didn't have any special meaning. He just wanted to make this poem more suitable for the occasion, so that it would look more like it was created on the spot in the eyes of others.As for turning his head, even if there is no one behind him, he will still make this movement.Then leave room for the imagination of others.

After all... From ancient times to the present, the imagination of literature has always been able to break through the sky, and the meaning of one tree and two trees can be studied for half a lifetime.So Wang Huan is sure that when he turned his head casually, even if there was nothing behind him, writers could still analyze hundreds of thousands of words of essays.

In Wang Huan's mind, there was even a picture of the Chinese teacher in the third year of high school knocking on the blackboard.

"Reading Comprehension: How much meaning does Wang Huan turn around?"

"Appreciation of Poetry: Was Wang Huan's turning back subconscious? Why? Please describe what he was thinking at that time."

"..."

But he didn't expect that at some point, Qi Qi would come to the back of the stage.

then……

I looked for her thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, in a dimly lit place.

The two fit together seamlessly.

That's how the classic was born.

As for this wonderful misunderstanding, it is estimated that apart from Wang Huan, there will never be another person in the world who knows the truth of the matter.Wang Huan also wouldn't have such a low EQ that he would explain it himself.