It took eight years to debut

Liu Shengnan immediately typed again and said: "Good poem!"

After finishing speaking, she was looking forward to whether Wang Qian would continue to publish such good works?

She knew why Wang Qian would do this!

because!

She felt that she also understood Wang Qian.

All because of Professor Tang's stubbornness and refusal to admit defeat.

She believes that Wang Qian is trying to beat Professor Tang with his works and admit defeat.

This is convincing people with force in the field of literature!

have flaws?

What blemish?

Where's the flaw?

You dare not say that I am flawed with a good song after another!

Liu Shengnan couldn't help laughing, and imagined Wang Qian's appearance in his mind.

"This is a guy who doesn't suffer."

Liu Shengnan muttered in a low voice.

Thinking that I thought Wang Qian was giving in at first, I couldn't help but blush!

Sure enough, it was just like what the blue lotus sang!

Go ahead!

Pursue yourself!

Extremely proud.

Not weaker than people.

……

The wrinkles on Tang Hepeng's face trembled a little.

This is a broken chapter.

He loves it so much.

This kind of vague poetry with profound meaning is the favorite work of the older generation of literati.

but!

He still couldn't admit defeat.

Bai Hua is also short of breath. The artistic conception of this short hazy poem is really too profound. Thinking about it carefully, it seems to contain all the philosophies in the world!

This guy!

Really talented!

Really graduated from the acting department?

Can the performance department of Beijing Film Academy teach these?

Are you really good at everything except acting?

Tang Hepeng breathed rapidly.

His hands were still trembling, and he typed slowly: "It's a very good piece of work, with few flaws, it can be regarded as a good piece of work, and your progress is obvious..."

Still in the tone of a teacher preaching!

Still slightly belittled Wang Qian's works, and elevated his own status.

sent out.

Beads of sweat oozed from Tang Hepeng's forehead.

He didn't dare to read the speech in the comment area.

even.

He dared not speak to Bai Hua.

Because, he knew that as long as he is a literature major, it is impossible not to appreciate the quality of Wang Qian's works, and he must be able to see that these works of Wang Qian are all rare masterpieces.

He was afraid of seeing Bai Hua's eyes of contempt for him.

He was afraid of seeing someone who knew the truth!

Ding!

Reply again!

If Tang Hepeng interacts with literature lovers on the Internet, he must be very happy to hear such a voice.

Because, generally, when others saw his status as a professor at Zhejiang University, they would respectfully ask him for advice.

So, he enjoys the respect here and preaching to others!

However, now he doesn't dare to read the latest reply message.

Because, he knew, it must be from Wang Qian again.

if!

He sent another masterpiece!

what should I do?

I can't put it on anymore!

Tang Hepeng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Bai Hua hurriedly brought over a glass of water: "Professor, drink some water and relax. In fact, you can see that Professor Wang's talent in poetry is beyond our imagination. It is not shameful for you to lose to him." Things. Everyone is watching with so many eyes, and they all know that Professor Wang is so powerful and his works are so good, so they won’t feel that losing to him will humiliate your identity.”

After thinking for a while, Bai Hua comforted her in a low voice: "Besides, Professor Wang has published ancient poems and modern poems, but he has not published lyrics or works. Maybe he can't? You can start from this aspect, save some face, and then Immediately exchanging peace with Professor Wang, it would be a good story..."

Another good story...

Tang Hepeng's eyes lit up.

Right!

ancient words!

Haven't sent it yet!

He immediately put down his teacup, didn't talk to Bai Hua, picked up his inspiration notebook and rummaged through it, looked at the ancient works he had recorded, sent it out to save some face, and then he could take advantage of the situation and admit defeat, which is not impossible.

Seeing Tang Hepeng's eagerness, Bai Hua knew that Professor Tang was really anxious.

However, he glanced at the computer screen and was stunned when he saw Wang Qian's reply!

"professor!"

Bai Hua's eyes did not leave the screen, reluctant to leave, she let out a low voice.

Tang Hepeng has found his favorite ancient ci work in his memory, which was his inspiration a few years ago, and immediately read it excitedly.

However, when he looked up at the computer screen, his body froze suddenly, and his hand that was holding the inspiration notebook loosened!

Snapped!

The notebook fell to the ground.

Tang Hepeng didn't feel any distress, and he couldn't bear to take his eyes off the computer screen, and read out in a low voice trembling.

"Ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. There is nowhere to talk about desolation in a lonely grave thousands of miles away. Even if you don't know each other when you meet, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost."

"Yelai Youmeng suddenly returned home. Xiaoxuan window, I was dressing up. There was no words for each other, but only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, the moonlit night, short Matsuoka."

hiss!

Bai Hua took another breath of cold air, almost sucking out the cool air in the office, staring at the computer screen with disbelief.

Tang Hepeng's hands trembled, two lines of tears dripped down his cheeks.

He substituted this word!

He felt that this poem was written by himself.

Because his wife passed away not long ago, and the couple had a very good relationship, so he often missed his wife, and even dreamed of his wife.

Although there is no ten years of life and death, it is almost the same.

woo woo woo...

Tang Hepeng couldn't help crying, thinking of his wife leaving so early, leaving him alone, and thinking of this poem, he couldn't suppress his sadness.

Yelai Youmeng suddenly returns home, Xiaoxuan window, is dressing.There is no words for each other, only tears and thousands of lines!

Seeing this sentence, Tang Hepeng trembled with sadness!

He had really dreamed about this scene. He dreamed that his wife was sitting in front of the makeup mirror in the bedroom dressing up when she was young. That was when the two were just married!

That was decades ago...

woo woo woo...

Tang Hepeng lay down on the table and began to cry.

Bai Hua was woken up by the crying, and suddenly stared at Tang Hepeng with wide eyes in shock.

I don't know why Professor Tang is crying?

Could it be that he was hit and cried?

In the field where I am most confident and good at, I was beaten to pieces by the opponent, so I can't bear it?

possible!

Bai Hua hurriedly comforted her: "Professor, don't be sad. Wang Qian's literary talent is really too strong. We don't feel ashamed to lose to him. Take a look at the few works that you lost. They are all rare masterpieces. Given time , may become a classic that has been handed down through the ages. Your loss to such a work also proves your strength and status, doesn't it? In the future, when everyone sees these works by Wang Qian, won't they think of you?"

woo woo woo...

Tang Hepeng cried even more sadly.

Thinking that my lover left, I was bullied, I failed, and no one told me...

Today's young people are too bullying!

Is talent so badass?

Chasing and beating an old man who has no strength to fight back, is it about martial arts?

……

now!

The entire network is in shock.

Even so, several major entertainment groups have tacitly blocked Wang Qian's external traffic, preventing those self-media marketing accounts from giving Wang Qian a rhythm to increase traffic.

but!

Wang Qian's series of combined punches in these works made all the people who watched the excitement excited, and after word of mouth spread, there was an explosive rhythm on the entire Weibo in an instant.

Purely relying on the word-of-mouth of fans and passers-by, it quickly became the top few hot spots, and the number of discussions reached millions!

Almost no celebrity artist in the circle has done this.

Because, if you don't buy traffic, others will.

You want to rely on pure topics and your own fans to drive popularity, how can you beat other media accounts with a large number of their own fans to help set the rhythm?

and so.

This wave!

Wang Qian's heat came very strangely and suddenly!

It is really.

Everyone is so excited to see this excellent work.

Even ordinary people.