The strongest entertainment system

Chapter 52

"Linjiang Immortal, not bad." Xie En stood up, holding the microphone, "Majestic, with a feeling that makes people see through the world. I am so open-minded. It feels like I have lived in vain for decades."

Su Zhao said modestly: "No, no, I wrote it casually before, thank you for your praise."

Neither humble nor arrogant!

Mr. Xie was more specific about Su Zhao, and after thinking about it, he could write about a young man like Linjiangxian, and he would naturally have a broad mind, otherwise he would never be able to write such words.

The people in the audience also looked at Su Zhao with admiration.

As the saying goes, the outsider watches the excitement, while the insider watches the doorway.

In the eyes of some non-professionals, they only feel that this poem is very good, very good, and it makes people feel excited.

But in the eyes of professional literati, apart from shock, there is only surprise in their eyes.

Poems, songs and prose seem to have few words, but in fact they test the skill of a literati the most.

It is a kind of talent to express feelings and express clear meaning in the least number of words.

But in front of Su Zhao, with only a few dozens of words, he can express this feeling exactly, and even resonate with the readers, he is simply a genius!
After listening to this poem, Tan Youyou's ambition to be a hero exploded in her heart, and she wished she could have a fight with someone right away.

The literary forum summit was brought to a climax by the sudden appearance of Su Zhao.

Many people discussed with each other, and under Mr. Xie's appreciation, Su Zhao also became the focus of the cultural summit.

Many well-known authors and publishing houses have come to make friends with him.

Don't look at Su Zhao's usual carelessness, but there are still some basic manners to deal with these courtesies.

05:30 in the evening.

The cultural forum summit was successfully concluded.

Everyone went to the dinner at the invitation of Fang Yangtong Radio Station.

Xie En politely declined the banquet on the grounds that he was unwell, left in the car, left contact information with Su Zhao.

Afterwards, Su Zhao quietly slipped away while everyone was not paying attention.

As soon as he walked out of the radio station, he turned off his mobile phone, for fear that some leader would find him later.

Whistling, Su Zhao happily walked back.

Walking to the gate of the community, he saw Tan Youyou's familiar figure.

Wearing a pink dress, she showed off her shoulders slightly, and her curvy figure made every man passing by couldn't help but take a look.

Su Zhao also felt that Tan Youyou was sexy and charming.

"Su Zhao, you are a real thief, you ran back in the blink of an eye." From a distance, Tan Youyou joked.

Su Zhao spread his hands, "I don't want to go, that kind of dinner party is not interesting at all, and I can't eat it if I go, what a pain!"

"For this reason, I'm also drunk." Tan Youyou rolled her eyes, "I still want to eat this kind of dinner, I really don't know how to say hello."

Walking in front of Tan Youyou, Su Zhao couldn't help but cast a second glance at the beautiful spring scenery.

I remembered in my mind, the scene I saw through the super penetrating telescope a few days ago, it was real!
"The abyss is so deep! It's so deep!"

"Does it look good?" Tan Youyou asked abruptly.

"It looks good, it seems to be a post." Su Zhao replied unconsciously.

Tan Youyou became angry immediately, and suddenly kicked Su Zhao while wearing the little feet that hated the sky.

"Hey! Do what you say, just do it!"

While rubbing her legs, Su Zhao complained about the arrogant Tan Youyou.

"Nonsense, why don't you know it yourself, hurry up and ask my old lady to lick it, or I will kick you!"

Tan Youyou made a gesture to scare Su Zhao, who nodded as if accepting his fate.

After half an hour.

Su Zhao and Tan Youyou sat opposite each other in a barbecue restaurant at the intersection of the street.

Su Zhao ordered a lot of food, which impressed Tan Youyou.

"Drinking?" Su Zhao asked.

Tan Youyou looked at him with interest, "What do you mean? Get me drunk and plan to pick up the corpse?"

What he said made Su Zhao dumbfounded.

After a simple meal, why did he even pick up the corpse?

A woman actually knows so much!

"Do you want to eat? If I don't eat, I'll leave, and pick up corpses...it's all messed up." Su Zhao said.

Tan Youyou smiled sweetly, and ignored him at all.

All kinds of barbecue came up quickly.

Both of them had been busy all day and were very hungry. Without a word, they grabbed the barbecue and started masturbating.

After eating this meal for more than an hour, the two of them considered the end of their fight.

Looking at the mess on the table, Su Zhao glanced at it, only to realize that Tan Youyou's appetite was about the same as her own
This woman does not get fat by eating, she is really a collection of thousands of pets, does the meat grow on it?

"Get out! What are you looking at!" Tan Youyou noticed Su Li's gaze and cursed.

The two left the barbecue shop, and walked back with a slight cool breeze.

Su Zhao looked at the busy traffic on the street and the neon lights flickering in the distance, it really didn't feel real.

"Hey, Su Zhao, is the word you wrote today really your original?" Tan Youyou asked sideways.

Su Zhao didn't change his face, and nodded without shame, "Yes, it's my original creation. What advice do you have?"

This guy was a little excited after drinking, and even started to drag the text.

Tan Youyou glanced at Su Zhao from the corner of her eyes, and smiled without saying a word, making the latter a little puzzled.

At this time, Tan Youyou had already walked to the door of the unit, glanced at Su Zhao, and said, "I'm just wondering, how can you write that kind of words with such an offending temper, are you schizophrenic!"

"Hey! I'll go! What are you talking about!" Su Zhao said angrily.

Thursday morning.

Su Zhao went to work as usual.

As soon as he walked into the office area, he saw everyone smiling and looking at him, of course Zhang Guodong and Liu Le were not included.

"Hey, Xiao Su is here, yesterday you really showed off!"

"Yeah, yeah, Linjiang Immortal, it's really great!"

"I like it too, it's really good."

The director Yingzi ran over and said excitedly: "Mr. Su, Mr. Su, news about yesterday's literary summit has already spread. I didn't expect you to be able to compose lyrics. That poem is amazing!"

"Well, it's okay, you won the prize, hurry up and help me make an appointment with the recording studio, and don't run out of space after a while." Su Zhao laughed.

Yingzi nodded, turned into a fan girl, and left happily.

After exchanging polite greetings with colleagues, Su Zhao also knew the reason.

It turned out that on the official website of the radio station at midnight yesterday, Su Zhao's song Linjiangxian was directly put on the headline.

It caused quite a stir, and it is said that the traffic has increased a lot in a short period of time.

After returning to his seat, Su Zhao opened the official website, and saw the red and yellow light-changing fonts on the top, which read "Good man Su Zhao's new work "Linjiang Fairy""

And there is a click counter below.

"1347856"

More than 100 million?Su Zhao herself was taken aback.

He could predict that there would be a lot of hits, after all, the ratings of "Voice of Literature" were there.

But there are more than 100 million, Su Zhao can hardly believe it.

This also made him quickly open the roulette screen.

(End of this chapter)