"Old Qin!"

When the excited assistant rushed into the study with a tablet, Qin Dewen was practicing calligraphy.

"What's so exciting."

Qin Dewen's face was calm, and he kept swaying the brush on the rice paper.

"The author of "Zhu Xian" responded to Tang Yun's challenge on Weibo and wrote a poem." The assistant, who was nearly forty years old, was still excited, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Oh? What's your name?" Qin Dewen whispered.

He had read the "Big Stone" poem by the mysterious author, so he had the right to smile, but if he could write a sentence like "The sage is not benevolent and treats the people as a dog", he would not believe that the other party could not write poetry at all.

The assistant did not speak, but solemnly handed the tablet to Qin Dewen with both hands.

Qin Dewen calmly put down the brush in his hand, put on his reading glasses, and he didn't care when he took the tablet.

This assistant is also one of his disciples, and his self-cultivation is still not enough, he is so excited just by writing a poem.

Qin Dewen has seen countless poems, and he himself has written quite a few. He has been immersed in this way for decades, and he doesn't think that any author can write poems that shock him.

""Xia Ke Xing"?" Qin Dewen whispered the title of the poem.

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu hooks are bright with frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars."

After reading the first two sentences, Qin Dewen's expression became serious.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and leave nowhere for a thousand miles. Go away and hide your name and name."

After reading this, Qin Dewen's voice trembled a little.

"Passing by Xinling to drink, taking off the sword and kneeling in front of the knees. Will roast Zhuhai, and hold the cup to persuade Hou Ying"

"Three cups of turmoil, the five mountains are lighter. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born."

"Saving Zhao and wielding the golden hammer, Handan was the first to be shocked. The two strong men of Qianqiu, Xuanhe Daliang City."

"Despite the heroic bones of the dead, I am not ashamed of being a hero in the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the Baishou Taixuan Sutra."

After reading the rest of the poems in one breath, Qin Dewen blushed and stared at the poems on the screen in his hand.

"Good! What a "Xia Ke Xing"! Such a way is a hero!" Suddenly, Qin Dewen slammed the table and yelled.

After a long time, the mood calmed down a little.Qin Dewen thought for a while, and directly dialed the number of his old friend.

"Old Liu! Who is the author of "Zhu Xian" you are talking about?!"

"This person has great talent! Can you check it out, I want to meet... no, I want to pay my respects to this person."

"What, you don't even know?! What happened... Go to that Weibo to see for yourself!"

In Huahai City, Liu Minkang who put down the phone in the office was stunned, not knowing why his long-time friend was so excited.

It seems to be because of the author of "Zhu Xian"?

Liu Minkang opened the Weibo that he had just learned to use, and was shocked when he saw the poem that had already become the number one searched poem...

At the same time, the poem "Xia Ke Xing" swept the entire cultural circle like a storm...

At this time, the scolding battle between Tang Long and Ye Zhiqiu was no longer important, and no one cared how Tang Long felt now.

To put it simply, since the poem "Xia Ke Xing" came out, no one still thinks that the two are at the same level.

"Zhu Xian" book review area.

"Killing a person in ten steps, you won't stay behind for thousands of miles! Kneel, this time I really knelt."

"It's not that the author doesn't know how to write poetry, it's that he doesn't bother to do it!"

"One shot is a lore!"

"My mother asked me why I was kneeling and looking at my phone."

"The author, I apologize for ever wanting to send you blades."

"Queue up and apologize to the author +10086."

"Reader 'Wang Dashao' gave this book a reward of [-] orange coins and said: Awesome!"

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu had already hidden his achievements and fame, and he didn't care whether Tang Long would fulfill his promise.

Ye Zhiqiu opened the door to a rather high-end private cafe outside the campus and walked into it.

Glancing left and right, he quickly locked on to a slender figure wearing a peaked cap, and walked towards the table.

"Sorry for the long wait." Ye Zhiqiu approached.

"We arrived early, Zhiqiu, please take a seat. It doesn't matter if I call you that way."

Song Mei is wearing a small casual suit that is known to be expensive at a glance today, showing the charm of a mature woman while being capable.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded indifferently, and sat down opposite Yu Caiwei.

Today, Yu Caiwei sent a WeChat message asking him to come out, saying that there was a cooperation discussion, so she also brought her manager Song Mei along.

Since the graduation party, I don’t know if I know that Ye Zhiqiu is also a fan of "Zhu Xian". Yu Caiwei sends WeChat to discuss the plot with Ye Zhiqiu from time to time, and the two have become more and more familiar.

"Zhiqiu, have something to drink."

Without mentioning today's purpose first, Song Mei greeted warmly.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't bother to delve into the flavors behind each string of English letters on the menu, so he ordered one at random, and looked at Yu Caiwei suspiciously.

"Is this the first time you drink coffee?" Yu Caiwei asked suddenly.

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback for a moment, and then came to his senses.

Yu Caiwei refers to the phrase "It took me 18 years to sit and drink coffee with you" that she said at the graduation party. She did not expect that she still remembered it.

Ye Zhiqiu chuckled, and said honestly, "The second time, I actually prefer carbonated drinks."

Yu Caiwei nodded thoughtfully, and Ye Zhiqiu asked directly: "Tell me, what can I do to cooperate with the big singer."

Yu Caiwei didn't talk nonsense, and said, "I'm going to release my first album, and I want to buy the copyright of your song "Goodbye" or authorize the right to use it."

"You set the price, if it's not outrageous, it's fine."

Yu Caiwei was straightforward, but no one negotiated like this, and made all of her conditions at once.

Manager Song Mei looked at Yu Caiwei helplessly.

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Which song?"

Song Mei replied: "I don't know if Zhiqiu is willing to part with the song "Goodbye" at the graduation party."

"That song...isn't suitable for girls to sing?" Ye Zhiqiu looked puzzled.

"The original version is not suitable, but Weiwei's singing skills are very good, so I can adapt to it."

Song Mei explained, "Weiwei's new album has the theme of 'Youth', and there is still one song missing for the time being. I have searched and searched, but I am not particularly satisfied. If you adapt this song "Goodbye", it will actually be very suitable."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded slightly. If it was the theme of "youth", "Goodbye" really fits very well.

"For personal reasons, the copyright will not be transferred, but the right to use is no problem."

Unexpectedly, Ye Zhiqiu's answer was so straightforward, and Song Mei looked happy. In fact, she had already prepared in her heart, and getting the right to use it was enough.

Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously, "How much are you going to spend to buy it?"

Ye Zhiqiu really doesn't know much about the market. In his previous life, he heard that ordinary songs are worth tens of thousands of yuan, but he doesn't know how it is now.

Fortunately, this world attaches great importance to copyright, it should be higher, Ye Zhiqiu guessed.

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