It took eight years to debut

When did everyone like literature so much?

When did such a purely literary term make it onto the entertainment news hot list?

Never before.

This is the first time.

So many people are discussing literary works seriously on the entertainment platform.

at the same time!

Guo Zhuangzhuang also published Xiao Dongmei's words, which once again aroused heated discussions.

Everyone recognized Xiao Dongmei's talent.

Moreover, Xiao Dongmei's information was also found out by everyone.

Many people expressed shock.

this……

It turned out to be a great god they didn't know!

"It turned out to be the great god Dongmei. I bought her Dongmei anthology. It is said that it is the poet who has sold the most modern poetry anthologies in recent years."

"I was admitted to Beijing University at the age of 16 and graduated with a Ph.D. from the Chinese Department of Peking University. I am now a professor of the Chinese Department of Shancheng University. I am 33 years old and have published two modern poetry collections. I am one of the most famous poets in the field of modern poetry. Also in my early 30s, Why do I feel like a piece of shit?"

"How can such a shameless person like Guo Zhuangzhuang be friends with Xiao Dongmei?"

"Xiao Dongmei surrendered so generously, I admire her! However, her song "One Cut Plum" is considered a good work, but it is still not as good as Professor Wang's "One Cut Plum."

……

It is only at this moment that many ordinary people know the existence of Xiao Dongmei, a modern poet, and their experience.

Even if, the cumulative sales of Xiao Dongmei's two Dongmei collections have exceeded one million in more than five years, they can be regarded as the poet who has sold the most poems among contemporary poets!

However, not many people know her.

Even some people who have bought her Dongmei collection, most of them don't know who Dongmei is.

now.

Xiao Dongmei suddenly exploded in another way.

After many people found Xiao Dongmei's information, they searched the entire Internet, but they couldn't find Xiao Dongmei's social account.

No Weibo.

No shakes!

There is no official account.

It does not exist on any other public platform.

There was also no photo of Xiao Dongmei herself.

as if.

This person really doesn't exist.

This is really incredible in the era of network information explosion.

……

Wang Qian finally had breakfast and filled his stomach.

Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, and Qin Xuerong were also hungry, and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen are more gentle and eat a little casually. They are not hungry themselves, and they are more cautious and dare not stutter.

However, the two sisters looked up at Wang Qian from time to time, and then looked at each other.

While eating, Wang Qian looked at his mobile phone, afraid of missing any important information at this moment.

Tang Hepeng@He sent a message: "The masterpiece of graceful poetry is not inferior to Zhao Qingyue. I admire it. When Professor Wang has time, he will come to Zhejiang University to give a lecture. I will talk about these two works."

Wang Qian replied: "Professor Tang is too famous, maybe he doesn't have time to give lectures."

Liu Shengnan sent a message: "How did you guess what I was thinking?"

Liu Shengnan's unrestrained and relaxed face appeared in Wang Qian's mind, and he replied with two words: "Guess!"

Then, I saw Guo Zhuangzhuang's reply.

Xiao Dongmei praised Wang Qian generously, and said that next time she would ask for creative and calligraphy lessons in person.

Wang Qian immediately said on his Weibo: "I have seen your collection of Dongmei, and I seem to have bought a copy last year. It is really a rare masterpiece in contemporary times, with strong humanistic thinking and profound literary background. I did not expect , It’s also my honor to be able to communicate with you today and exchange two works.”

"Actually, my work is just obtained from heaven by accident. In terms of real talent, I am really far inferior to you. I hope to have the opportunity to ask you in person next time."

This is Wang Qian's sincere words.

He really admires and appreciates Xiao Dongmei, a pure modern poet.

Talented, low-key, dedicated to learning.

Moreover, he actually bought a collection of Dongmei two years ago and read Xiao Dongmei's works.

That's why they admire each other so much.

Talk about real talent and real learning.

He also really couldn't catch up with the opponent's heels even if he flattered the horse.

but……

Qin Xuerong, Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, Xu Wenwen, and Xu Xiaoxiao all paid attention to Wang Qian, and quickly read Wang Qian's Weibo news.

then……

Five pairs of eyes looked at Wang Qian strangely.

Wang Qian was eating, and suddenly found that it was much quieter.

Everyone else didn't eat it?

He looked up at several people.

I found that everyone was looking at me with weird eyes.

"Why? Why don't you eat?"

Wang Qian asked strangely, took a deep-fried dough stick and handed it to Qin Xuerong, and an egg and handed it to Xu Xiaoxiao's bowl: "Hurry up!"

Murong Yue stared at Wang Qian and said disdainfully, "Pretending to be a criminal!"

Jiang Yu also used a learned Internet slang: "Pretentious like the wind, always with you."

Qin Xuerong also smiled, lowered his head and ate the deep-fried dough sticks Wang Qian gave him without speaking.

Although sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen wanted to talk, they felt that they were not that familiar, so they kept silent, but the way they looked at Wang Qian was obviously the same as what Murong Yue and Jiang Yu thought.

You pretend to be a criminal!

Wang Qian quickly understood, felt wronged, and explained: "I'm telling the truth! Xiao Dongmei's talent really beats me, and I can only occasionally think of some good works. Press me. I graduated from Beijing Film Academy, and I have a Ph.D. from Beijing University."

Jiang Yu cut it, did not speak, and continued to eat.

Murong Yue chuckled: "Hehe, so what? Then you crushed other people's works with your works! Then you turned around and said to them, you are more talented than me! If I were Xiao Dongmei, I would hate you to death."

This……

Wang Qian listened to what Murong Yue said.

Such behavior of myself is indeed a suspicion of pretentiousness. If the other party is cautious, maybe they will really hate themselves.

Xu Wenwen couldn't help but burst out laughing, and hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Qian and said in a low voice: "Professor Wang, academic qualifications are very important. But in your case, academic qualifications don't measure anything. Don't be so modest in the future, it may make others angry."

modesty?

Ok!

Wang Qian said that he had surrendered, smiled at Xu Xiaoxiao, and then continued to eat.

On this topic, Wang Qian conceded defeat.

After eating quickly, Wang Qian wanted to see everyone's reactions, to see if Xiao Dongmei was angry, and if he wanted to explain.

Murong Yue yelled: "Wang Qian, we broke the record again!"

Another record?

Wang Qian was stunned for a moment, and then understood what it was.

After logging into Qianqianjingting, the data has not been refreshed yet.

Wang Qian's cell phone rang.

Xu Zhongfei called.

Chapter 142 Professor Wang Divides the Era, Birth of a Superstar!

mountain city.

When Guo Zhuangzhuang saw Wang Qian's Weibo message, the corner of his mouth twitched.

He glanced at Xiao Dongmei anxiously, a little afraid to tell Xiao Dongmei what Wang Qian said.

Think for a second.

Guo Zhuangzhuang felt that if he was Xiao Dongmei, he would definitely jump up angrily when he saw this.

Now, even though he is not Xiao Dongmei, as a participant in this matter, he can even be said to be the initiator.

There was also a fire in his heart.

You beat me easily.

Then he said: I was lucky to win, in fact, your strength is stronger!

Isn't that sarcasm?

Anyway.

Guo Zhuangzhuang felt a fire in his heart right now.

If he is Xiao Dongmei, after hearing this, he will definitely be with Wang Qian for the rest of his life.

Xiao Dongmei still stood in front of the table, carefully looking at Wang Qian's cut plums written by herself, looked up at Guo Zhuangzhuang's face, and asked, "What's wrong? Wang Qian talked? Read it out and listen."

Guo Zhuangzhuang said cautiously: "What he said is not very pleasant, or, I won't read it?"

Xiao Dongmei: "Oh? It doesn't sound good? Why doesn't it sound good? Read it and let me hear how bad it sounds."

Guo Zhuangzhuang took a deep breath to calm down the anger in his heart, and then read softly: "I have read your collection of winter plums, and I seem to have bought a copy last year. It is a rare masterpiece in contemporary times, with strong humanistic thinking, and profound Unexpectedly, it is my honor to be able to communicate with you today and exchange two works."

"Actually, my work is just obtained from heaven by accident. In terms of real talent, I am really far inferior to you. I hope to have the opportunity to ask you in person next time."

Finished reading!

Guo Zhuangzhuang didn't wait for Xiao Dongmei to speak, and immediately scolded: "This Wang Qian is really a hypocrite. He said it nicely, he kept promoting you and belittling himself. But the fact is that he won you, and he is mocking you. Dong Mei, don't be angry, don't talk to this kind of person in the future, out of sight is out of sight."

Xiao Dongmei laughed when she heard Guo Zhuangzhuang's words: "It's not bad."

Guo Zhuangzhuang froze for a moment: "Aren't you angry?"

Xiao Dongmei continued to look at the Yijianmei in front of her, and said softly: "Why should I be angry? Perhaps, what he said was from his heart."

Guo Zhuangzhuang was puzzled: "But..."

He wanted to say, how is this possible?

Even though he didn't like Wang Qian very much, he couldn't deny that Wang Qian's talent really broke through the sky. He had never seen such a great person in these years.

Xiao Dongmei continued to speak softly: "I heard that he graduated from the acting department of Beijing Film Academy, and his family background is very ordinary. He may have read many literary books in peacetime, but it is definitely not as much as I read, not as much as I have accumulated. He has read It is not surprising that my collection of winter plums can be seen from my works. Therefore, in terms of literary background and accumulation of various knowledge, he may really be inferior to me."

Guo Zhuangzhuang's eyes widened, and he was still a little puzzled. Is this really the case?

It sounds plausible.

"Then these works of his don't have enough literary background and precipitation, so they can't be written?"

Guo Zhuangzhuang asked with a frown.