What to do if you become famous too fast

It is another good poem, and in terms of artistic conception and momentum, it even far surpasses the two poems just now.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were completely dumbfounded.

"It's only been a few minutes, is it coming again?"

"I got goosebumps hearing that."

"My God, that's an emotional read."

"The blood is boiling, it's so emotional."

"Oh my god, is Brother Huan going against the sky again?"

"It's the third song, take it easy--from the angry growl of the third-year dog."

However, none of the netizens, even Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen thought of it.

The real shock has only just begun.

riverside.

Qiqi never expected that Wang Huan could utter such a wonderful poem almost in the blink of an eye. She took a deep breath, suppressed the churning heart, and asked the question again: "Tianmen Mountain is a dangerous pass of the Yangtze River. Do you describe it?"

Wang Huan: "The gate of heaven interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward..."

Qiqi: "Traveling in the Yangtze River."

Wang Huan: "Among the colorful clouds of the emperor's farewell to Baidi, a thousand miles of rivers and tombs will be returned in one day..."

Qiqi: "Climb high and look far away, and look at the Yangtze River with emotion."

Wang Huan: "The wind is rushing, the sky is high, the ape screams and mourns, and the white bird flies back to Zhuqingsha..."

Qiqi: "When I was in Chibi, it happened..."

Wang Huan: "The great river goes east, the waves wash away, and the romantic people of the ages..."

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two.

three.

five.

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classic!The whole thing is a classic!

All are classic poems that can be passed down through the ages and praised by people.

crazy!The entire black screen live broadcast room went completely crazy.

Not only the live broadcast room, but the whole network has been driven crazy by Wang Huan.

Chapter 0749 The Darkest Valentine's Day in History

Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen stared wide-eyed, because their hearts, which had experienced countless storms, were shaken to pieces at this moment.

Qu Mingfeng's voice trembled: "What song is it?"

Wan Xiwen's lips trembled: "Ten... thirteen poems, eight poems, and five poems. All of them are classic poems, and there are many catchy lines among them. There are even a few poems that are no less than those written by him during the Lantern Festival. The "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi". This is simply a miracle, an unimaginable miracle."

Qu Mingfeng gritted his teeth: "I knew it a long time ago, I knew it a long time ago... This guy still has stock, but no matter how hard we racked our brains, we only got a few poems from him. If it wasn't for this accident this time, these God knows when he will release the poems, I am afraid he will never say that it is possible."

Wan Xiwen nodded in approval.

Neither of them believed that so many poems were created by Wang Huan temporarily, they must be his usual accumulation.Because like ordinary literati, they usually have a lot of works for practicing pens.For example, Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen, both of them wrote countless poems on weekdays, but they didn't publish them.

……

tomato stand.

The speaker Cheng Bing explained Wang Huan's poems with extremely exaggerated words:

"Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water... every word is pearls, every sentence is classic, it can be described as breathtaking. While this poem makes readers feel desolate and tragic, it also creates a calm and peaceful atmosphere, and reflects the lofty ideals. Artistic conception and profound philosophy of life. The author tries to..."

Before Cheng Bing finished explaining, the director's voice came from the headset: "Old Cheng, Wang Huan has released a poem again, look at the teleprompter."

Cheng Bing was shocked, so he hurriedly ended the answer to this poem, looked at the next poem again, and then racked his brains in nervous analysis: "The gate of heaven cuts off the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward... These two sentences describe the magnificent sight of the poet overlooking Tianmen Mountain and Jiajiang River, the river passes through Tianmen Mountain, the water is swift and turbulent..."

"Old Cheng, Wang Huan has published a new poem."

The director's voice sounded again.

"Fuck me, can you take a break!"

Cheng Bing almost cursed, he had been a keynote speaker in the literary world for so many years, and he had never been in such a hurry.But while Cheng Bing cursed secretly, his heart was itchy, because he had never explained so many classic poems at once.

It's just that every time he didn't finish explaining, he was interrupted by the director.

This feeling of aggrieved, don't mention how uncomfortable it is.

……

Unfortunately, what Cheng Bing didn't know was that he just felt aggrieved.But now on the entire Internet, there are already countless people who are red-eyed, clamoring everywhere to be at odds with Wang Huan.

"Wang Huan, I have already said that I advise you to be kind."

"Ahhh! Labor and capital need to buy! 50 meters of big knives are not enough!"

"I was fed a mouthful of dog food by Wang Huan just now, and now I'm being fed poison by him?"

"I have already said to form a team to go to the Pudong River, but no one responded. Are you regretting it now?"

"I, Zhao Quan, swear here that I am incompatible with you, Wang Huan!"

"More than a dozen poems... But it seems that Brother Huan doesn't know it himself? Then who do I turn to vent my anger? I'm very depressed, especially depressed, you know?"

"Thank you, Wang Huan, Zhengchou didn't have any materials for appreciation and analysis of poems, and now I have so many at once, thank you so much—thanks from the Huanggang test questions team."

"Upstairs, get out!"

But at this moment, Qiqi and Wang Huan's interest has been completely raised.One had a great time posing the question, and the other answered the question happily.

Netizens have become numb.

at last……