A top superstar who started as a composer

Chapter 305 Quick Write
Yu Hai really hasn't figured out the situation yet.

He had been quietly being a handsome man before, and he hadn't offended anyone.

I don't understand why they are talking about me again.

Seeing everyone looking at him with doubts, Yu Hai couldn't help but wonder if he had really exchanged poetry with Yang Hai before.

"It's just Whale Fall's humble words, how can we take it seriously?"

At this time, feeling that the other party didn't want to let him go easily, Yang Hai's temper also came up, he replied forcefully, then turned his head, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

It's a bit of a broken jar.

He has lost enough face today, it doesn't matter whether others think he is polite or not.

Of course Liang Bai would not let him go, he didn't seem to hear the stiffness in his tone at all, and continued to laugh: "Even so, Mr. Yang must be talented if he can see him differently. I don't know if we can do it today Have the honor to take a look at your masterpiece?"

Yang Hai almost rolled his eyes at the other party, but because of the occasion, he held back and said bluntly: "Sorry, I have little knowledge, I really can't do it today, and let everyone down."

Liang Bai was not surprised by his answer at all.

Immediately pretending to be disappointed, sighed: "That's really a pity!"

Immediately afterwards, he immediately comforted: "The way of poetry is a natural skill. It's normal to be unlucky and have no inspiration, so you don't have to feel ashamed. I think Jingluo feels the same way. Right? Whale fall?"

With the last words, he turned his head to look at Whale Falling.

From the beginning to the end, Yu Hai felt that this person was a bit inexplicable.

Asking himself suddenly, also made him puzzled.

But he still nodded and comforted Yang Hai: "Well, don't be ashamed."

He looked serious, as if he really didn't know the meaning behind Liang Bai's words, which left many onlookers speechless.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the meaning in Liang's vernacular is to let Jingluo, who has not yet written a poem, understand the heart of shame?

You fucking even echoed that.

Do you really not understand, or are you pretending?
Tang Lin was relatively familiar with Jingluo, so he naturally knew that he didn't understand the situation at the scene.

But Tang Lin didn't mean to remind Jingluo.

She felt that his state was enough to frustrate the opponent.

What's the use of winking at the blind man if you don't take the trick?

Liang Bai was choked.

He didn't expect Whale Fall to answer so naturally.

He didn't feel embarrassed about his performance in this poetry meeting at all.

Is it too thick-skinned?
He was silent for a while, and just when everyone thought he would sit down silently, he suddenly spoke again: "Although so, we all know that with the attainments of Jingluo's poetry, it is certainly not impossible to write, but maybe I am not enough. Just satisfied."

"But ours is an exchange meeting, not a competition, and we don't evaluate rankings, so you don't need to worry so much."

"I think as a literati, we should not pay too much attention to our own gains and losses, and our pursuit is to be indifferent and far-reaching."

"So please don't cherish your broom!"

Although we are talking about everyone, in fact everyone knows that Liang Baiming is saying that Jingluo pays too much attention to fame and fortune.

So when Liang Bai was talking, most of them were actually watching the whale fall.

I want to know whether this big man is obviously angry or retorts with a sneer.

However, what they didn't expect was that before Jingluo responded, someone had already spoken for him.

As an elder, it is not good for Tang Lin to directly argue with the younger generation next time, but there is another girl in this exchange meeting, but she has been secretly poking at men.

As a fan girl ready to move, Bai Huarong was very upset seeing Liang Bai.

"So everyone in this exchange meeting has to submit their works?" Bai Huarong pretended to be surprised and asked, "I thought this exchange meeting was voluntary?"

Liang Bai was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that it was a beautiful girl who refuted him.

Immediately, I felt a little unhappy in my heart, and retorted:
"Of course it's voluntary, but since you're here to participate in the exchange meeting, shouldn't you all participate? Otherwise, wouldn't it be more comfortable to be a spectator at home?"

"Isn't it participation to comment on other people's works?" Bai Huarong didn't seem to understand.

"Commenting each other's works is the best way to communicate." Liang Bai said bluntly.

"That's it!" Bai Huarong smiled, and said slowly, "From Mr. Liang's tone, I thought you were the convener of this exchange meeting. We all have to play according to your rules."

well said.

Some young people who had not spoken all this time secretly praised Bai Huarong in their hearts.

With so many elders sitting here, only he, Liang Bai, kept talking about what everyone should do and what they should do. He acted more authoritative than Cong Pingping, which made people feel unhappy.

Like the protagonist of the exchange meeting, he felt a sense of presence there throughout the whole process.

It's just that they are inferior to Liang Bai due to their fame and talent, so it's hard to refute him.

But that doesn't mean they agree with his statement.

Liang Bai was taken aback for a moment, and immediately felt that everyone was looking at him a little strangely.

He secretly scolded Miss Bai's mouth for being too sharp, and he also knew that he had spoken too sharply for entertainment.

"I just made some comments because I felt that everyone was not active enough." Liang Bai defended, "The seniors can't bear to criticize us. As the younger generation, we should be more active..."

He didn't know that such a reason made many young people particularly disgusted.

Especially social animals, they can't help but think of those reasons for working overtime.

The reaction of the people who eat melons is also very direct:
"I didn't think it before, why do I feel that this Liang Bai is so fake!"

"Is he jealous of Whalo?"

"This domineering tone is annoying to hear!"

"He's quite right!"

"I hate such sycophants the most!"

"Is it true that Whale Fall can't be done!"

"..."

Bai Huarong was in a good mood and watched Liang Bai's face darken, and chuckled lightly: "I think you should thank everyone, like Jingluo, for giving you the opportunity. After all, our time is limited."

I need him to let?
Liang Bai's face turned even darker.

"Everyone in the exchange meeting has the opportunity to speak, and this does not require everyone to be humble." He endured it but still couldn't hold back, and said directly: "Jingluo is unwilling to share his works with everyone, probably because he dislikes my vulgar works. Ugly, you are not qualified to appreciate it, right?"

"Jingluo is not such a person!" Bai Huarong directly refuted him: "Don't judge a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain."

"Then why isn't he willing to show his own work?" Liang Bai felt that he was a little emotional, and his words were a little impulsive, but he couldn't hold back, and arched Jingluo: "Or is it that he really can't write?" come out?"

He really felt so in his heart.

If you still had some doubts before, after discovering that you have been fired several times, Whale Fall has not made a sound.

Liang Bai felt that this guy must be so timid because he couldn't write a decent work this time.

So he stopped beating around the bush.

But he didn't think about it, Yu Hai never reacted.

"Why can't Jingluo write it? Don't use your ability to sway his strength."

"Then why didn't he write?"

"He is humble!"

"Hehe, I think I have a guilty conscience!"

"..."

Yu Hai looked inexplicably at a man and a woman arguing because of him, their faces were red.

Hey, hey, I didn't say a word the whole time, okay?
Don't you ask my opinion?

What made him even more speechless was that Tang Lin and the judges, including Cong Pingping, the old lady who hosted the poetry meeting, watched the whole process with a smile on their faces, as if they were watching two couples quarreling.

It's kind of like that.

But on such a serious occasion, isn't it a bit weird to look like this?

Not to mention that Yu Hai thinks so.

Other young people, including the onlookers, also watched all this strangely.

What about being tall?
Why did you hear the two bickering?
While everyone watched it with gusto like a sketch, they also looked at Yu Hai from time to time to see how he would deal with it.

Of course, some of the onlookers were also led into thinking, and they seemed to be arguing:
"Could it be that Jingluo really can't write today?"

"Impossible, maybe I just don't want to bully people."

"At this time, humility is not necessary, is it?"

"Poetry needs inspiration, and no one can guarantee that one can come to it anytime, anywhere."

"..."

At this moment, Yu Hai is also very clear that the quarrel is because of the topic about himself. At this time, only he can stop the fight and smash the doubts.

Why is it so difficult to drink tea and watch a play in peace?
He stroked his forehead helplessly, then stood up and coughed lightly.

Immediately, the two people who were still arguing stopped their voices and looked over together.

There is anticipation in one look, and scrutiny in the other.

And everyone else focused their attention on him at this moment.

Curiosity, doubt, and anticipation.

"What is the whale going to do?"

"Is he going to start writing poetry?"

"Is Whale Fall finally going to make a move?"

"Did he have to write?"

"Could he have written better work?"

"I think he should have no confidence, otherwise why didn't he move before?"

"..."

In the eyes of everyone expecting, Yu Hai spoke, and the first sentence refuted the views of the two people: "Actually, I am not modest, and it's not that I can't write it."

"Then why?" Many people at the scene questioned.

Yu Hai sighed: "Because my poem is a bit long, I think writing it here is a waste of everyone's time."

What?
A little long?
How could this be a reason?

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the words, and the next moment, the melon-eaters standing outside shouted:
"It's ok!"

"I can wait!"

"The longer the better!"

"If you have the ability, you can write until night!"

"Write it fast!!!!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)