Qiqi asked another question: "Senior, I don't know if you have heard that there is a Yueyang Tower in the Yangtze River valley in your Hunan Province, and it has quite a history."

Wang Huan nodded: "Of course I know, I used to play there when I was young."

Qiqi grinned: "I saw photos of Yueyang Tower taken by someone on the Internet, and there were many inscriptions written by literati and poets. Since you are from Hunan Province, can you also write a poem to commemorate it?"

Wang Huan whispered: "I used to hear about the water in Dongting, but now I go to Yueyang Tower... But I have written a lot of poems just now, and it is a bit boring to write any more. How about a different routine?"

The tens of thousands of students who were eavesdropping in the black-screen live broadcast room almost burst into tears when they heard Wang Huan's words.

You damn finally stopped writing poetry!

I finally stopped writing!

They even have the urge to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

then.

next moment.

These netizens heard a sentence.

Wang Huan laughed and said, "Why don't I write a prose for Yueyang Tower, um...it's called "The Story of Yueyang Tower"."

prose?

What do you mean?

No!

You don't write poetry, but you changed it to prose?

A strong sense of foreboding rose in everyone's hearts.

Then, countless students ushered in a darker history of suffering than listening to poetry just now.

Eloquent prose of hundreds of words!

Hearing every high school dog almost fainted.

Because the history of the parallel world is different, when Wang Huan recited this prose, he slightly modified it according to the history of his own world, so that it sounded perfectly consistent.

If Wang Huan's prose was mediocre, these students would not have anything to worry about, but in the live broadcast room, following Wang Huan's recitation, many masters who are proficient in ancient prose began to use barrage.

"Holding the distant mountains, swallowing the Yangtze River, vast soup, endless horizons... wonderful, wonderful!"

"Another classic!"

"My God, the height of prose writing is absolutely amazing."

"Worry about the world's worries first, and enjoy the world's joy later. A famous sentence through the ages! The finishing touch!"

Gao Sangou's lucky heart was shattered by these barrages.

Another classic?

And there are famous sayings through the ages?

Doesn't that mean they will most likely not be able to escape this essay in the future?

Can't pass this Valentine's Day!There's no way out!

Isn't it exciting to eavesdrop?What the hell is it that they almost got depressed after eavesdropping?

Qiqi's voice came to everyone's ears again.

Everyone's heart trembled.

Originally Qiqi's sweet voice sounded like a death talisman to their ears.

Qiqi smiled sweetly and said, "Senior, the two of us went to Jiangxi Province on Qixi Festival last year. I remember that there is also a famous historical building in Jiangxi Province called Tengwang Pavilion."

Wang Huan snapped his fingers: "Simple! I'll give you another article..."

The voice fell.

Snapped!

"Masked Prawn" exited the live broadcast room.

"Phantom Night" exited the live broadcast room.

"Xi Mo ぺ" exited the live broadcast room.

"The world-weary is king" exited the live broadcast room.

February 2020, 2 was later called the darkest Valentine's Day in history by netizens.

That night, in the whole of China, countless people were not crushed by the loneliness of a single dog, nor were they fed to death by other people's dog food, but they were kicked into the bottomless abyss by Wang Huan because of their curiosity of voyeurism...

There was wailing on the Internet.

Chapter 0750 Senior, I seem to have forgotten to turn off the live broadcast

However, what makes netizens even more aggrieved is that Wang Huan has no knowledge of what is currently happening on the Internet.

If Wang Huan deliberately wrote so many poems and prose in front of everyone, they could still scold him openly.However, Wang Huan didn't mean that at all, he just wanted to give Qiqi a different Valentine's Day gift on Valentine's Day, and he didn't even want the public to know these poems.

So, basically.

Netizens are asking for it.

Self-inflicted sin, do not live!

"If God gave me another chance to do it all over again, I would definitely not watch Qiqi Live."

"My heart hurts so much. What the hell did I dig myself?"

"This Valentine's Day, I'm completely depressed."

"..."

Countless netizens began to blame themselves.

Of course, there are also many excited people.

There is blazing in everyone's eyes.

Qu Mingfeng never expected that Wang Huan not only took out so many poems, but even read two articles that could shock the literary world: "Yueyang Tower" and "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

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