My singer girlfriend is super fierce

Guan Yi did what he said, and quickly found the heads of the authors of the five poems, and clicked in.

The registered name of the user on the official website of the Essay Contest cannot be modified, and the pseudonym is used.

Guan Yi thought for a while and edited a message.

"Hi, I'm Guan Yi, a writer. I'm the author of the best-selling book xxx. I was very inspired when I saw your masterpiece of modern poetry "Facing the Sea, Blossoms in Spring" on the Internet. I wonder if it's convenient for me to get to know each other and communicate with each other."

After the message was sent, there was no reply after waiting for a few minutes, and Guan Yi didn't care, after all, it was normal for the other party not to be in front of the computer.

Then, after "Haizi", Guan Yi sent private messages to users "Gu Cheng", "Xi Murong", and "Zheng Chouyu" one by one.

Without exception, all the news was like sinking into the sea.

Guan Yi was disappointed, but he had no choice but to wait.

The last one, Guan Yi sent the message to "Bian Zhilin".

The pseudonym "Bian Zhilin"...the other party should be a woman, right?

Guan Yi sent the message, and after waiting for a while, without any hope, he was about to close the message page in the station.

Suddenly, there was a "ding dong" notification from the computer, and Guan Yi's eyes lit up.

The other party replied to the message!

Guan Yi quickly looked at the screen, and sure enough, the message he sent showed "read", and the other party also replied "Hello".

Guan Yi suddenly became excited and typed quickly.

Guan Yi: Hello.

Guan Yi: The poem "Duan Zhang" is very well written. Do you have any other works? I will go and read them.

The typing speed on the opposite side seemed to be quite fast, and the information came back within a few seconds.

Bian Zhilin: No.

Bian Zhilin: Only this song has been released so far.

Sure enough, a new author!That being the case, Guan Yi's typing is much more casual.

Guan Yi: I appreciate your work very much.

Guan Yi: As a new female author, she has written very well.

At this time, in Huahai City, at home in Binjiang Bay.

Ye Zhiqiu sat in front of the computer and raised his eyebrows when he saw the information on the screen.

Today is the last day of submission deadline for the essay contest. He just received an internal letter from the station. He thought it was a notification to attend the awards ceremony, and he was wondering why the efficiency was so fast.

Unexpectedly, it was sent by a user named "Guan Yi".

If he remembered correctly, this "Guan Yi" was the one who jumped up and down and criticized himself the most.

Seeing Guan Yi's message, Ye Zhiqiu didn't know what the other party wanted, so he replied casually.

Unexpectedly, Guan Yi thought that "Bian Zhilin" was a woman.

The poem "Broken Chapter" was written by Mr. Bian Zhilin, a famous modern poet, literary critic, and translator in his previous life.

However, this world does not have Bian Zhilin, Hai Zi, Gu Cheng and other literary masters.Therefore, when Ye Zhiqiu submitted the manuscript, he registered five accounts respectively, using the original author's name as his pseudonym.

Ye Zhiqiu thought for a while, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and continued to reply to the message without explaining.

Bian Zhilin: Thank you.

On the other side, seeing the word "thank you", Guan Yi's eyes turned into light bulbs again.

Is it really a female author?Very rare.Guan Yi typed quickly.

Guan Yi: That's right. I have organized a modern poetry club and I want to invite you to join. I wonder if you are interested.

Guan Yi: The members of the Poetry Club are senior writers with deep thinking and brilliant talents. They often discuss literature together and collide with sparks of thought. For new writers, it is a rare opportunity.

Seeing this message, Ye Zhiqiu was a little confused as to what Guan Yi wanted to do.

It was impossible to join his poetry club. If the founder had the quality of Guan Yi, the atmosphere of the whole poetry club would not be much better.

However, since he is idle anyway, it’s okay to play with him, Ye Zhiqiu continued typing.

Bian Zhilin: Are there any conditions for joining the poetry club?

Just as Guan Yi was about to issue the conditions for joining the club, he suddenly stopped, deleted the content by accident, and edited it again.

Guan Yi: May I ask your age?

Bian Zhilin: 23.

Seeing this number, Guan Yi was surprised.

so young!It is hard to imagine that such a profound work was written by such a young female writer, who Guan Yi originally thought was at least 40 or [-] years old.

Immediately afterwards, Guan Yi suddenly became excited, and his typing hands trembled slightly.

Guan Yi: Can you post a photo?

Guan Yi: That’s right, it’s no problem to join the poetry club on your terms.But after all, they are newcomers, and the senior members of the club want to look at the photos first to recognize their familiarity.

Binjiang Bay, Ye Zhiqiu looked at the information on the computer screen and was speechless for a while.

You bad old man, I believe you are a ghost.

Old sex critics are old sex critics, when others don't know anything about three-year-old children, they still play the trick of taking pictures in groups.

Judging by his skillful speech skills, Guan Yi is also a talent. It is estimated that he has done a lot of things.

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head and sighed, thought for a while, opened a new page, entered "intellectual beauty", searched for pictures...

It is estimated that the opposite party is scratching his head and waiting excitedly. Ye Zhiqiu feels that he still has a good conscience, so he can satisfy his wish with a little effort.

However, just casually exposed his real age, which is a problem.

After all, it's really hard to find a 23-year-old intellectual beauty on the Internet...

This... No, it has a bit of an intellectual taste, but it doesn't look like 23 years old at first glance.

This... also doesn't work, this is called coquettish not intellectual, how to search Baidu pictures.

Looking at it, Ye Zhiqiu's hands paused.

Glasses lady?This is not bad, intellectual temperament, youthful and beautiful, I am afraid that the old woman on the opposite side will be too excited to burst blood vessels after reading it...but don't worry about it.

At this time, a pleasant voice came from behind.

"Drink water."

A glass of water was placed on the desk, it was Yu Caiwei, it was not too late, and Ye Zhiqiu was staying by her side.

"Well, thank you very much." Ye Zhiqiu responded casually, and clicked "Save Picture".

The people behind were silent, Ye Zhiqiu felt something was wrong, and looked back.

Yu Caiwei, the little girl, was staring straight at the computer screen, on which was a zoomed-in picture of the "Glasses Girl"...

Then, seeing her "save picture" operation, Yu Caiwei narrowed her eyes slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in her eyes for a moment.

"Wait, wait!" Ye Zhiqiu said quickly, "It's not what you think."

To Ye Zhiqiu's surprise, this chick didn't overturn the jealousy, but instead asked, "Do you like this style?"

Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

You can't say you like it, but if you say you don't like it, it's more or less against your will...

"Actually..." Yu Caiwei snorted softly, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said as thinly as a mosquito: "I can wear this style too..."

"It must be prettier than her..."

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a while to react, his eyes widened.

I heard that right! ?