Love Variety: The literary identity was exposed, Bai Lu was numb

This poem "Remembering My Brothers in Shandong on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month" was written by the poet Wang Wei!

It's not a random killing here!

It's just as Lu Yan thought.

When he finished speaking, Professor Han Guang's breathing on the other end of the phone obviously quickened!

After listening to this, Professor Han Guang was stunned.

This... less than half a minute!

Directly composed? !

"You... you..." Professor Han Guang was very surprised, and kept stuttering.

He really didn't expect that Lu Yan would compose the poem so quickly.

I thought it would take at least half an hour to compose a poem, but it was composed in less than half a minute!

Jiang Zhongding, who was behind, couldn't help but take a breath after hearing this, and his face turned very red. It was obvious that he was very excited!

Just picked up the pen that he had just dropped.

Just put pen to paper!

"Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during festivals.

I know my brothers are climbing high, but there is one less person wearing dogwood branches."

After Jiang Zhongding finished writing, he said in one breath.

"Good, good, good!"

"Really good!"

"This poem! It's really amazing! It's absolutely appropriate! And the theme is very clear! It's really great!"

This time he was really convinced.

This was the first time he felt that in terms of poetry.

It turns out that there really is a genius in this world!

He originally wanted to ask Lao Han for help, but he was just trying his best!

But this time he was really surprised!

In literature, the first to achieve success comes first!

He was really convinced!

…

Sister Bingbing's eyes changed when she looked at Lu Yan, and finally she uttered two words!

"Monster!"

I asked you to write a poem, but I didn't ask you to play like this?

You solved the problem of the literary group in half a minute, you are really amazing!

Lu Yan looked at her and touched his nose.

"What kind of perversion is this? I'm a genius!"

After hearing this, Sister Bingbing rolled her eyes at him. You're not a monster.

Who is a monster? Just about to refute.

Professor Han Guang's excited voice came from the other end of the phone again:

"That's it! It's really well written!"

"By the way, Lu Yan, what's the name of this poem?"

"Yes, yes! What's the name of this poem?" Jiang Zhongding walked directly to Han Guang and snatched the phone away!

Han Guang looked confused. Are you playing?

This is killing the donkey after it has done its work!

It's really too cheap!

Lu Yan frowned slightly, and his voice changed?

"Who are you?"

"Oh, oh, oh, I almost forgot to introduce me. I'm Jiang Zhongding from the Cultural Group! You can also call me Xiao Jiang! Or Professor Jiang!"

Sister Bingbing opened her mouth with a look of disbelief!

Jiang Zhongding?

The most talented people in the Academy of Literature!

She even asked Lu Yan to call him Little Jiang?

She called Jiang Zhongding Uncle Jiang!

Lu Yan wiped the sweat from her forehead and continued, "I'll call you Old Jiang. The name of this poem is "Remembering My Brothers in Shandong on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month"!"

"How is it?"

Jiang Zhongding slapped his thigh after hearing it and said, "Good! Very good! Very good!"

"Let's call it this name!"

Professor Han Guang looked at Jiang Zhongding with disdain!

You bastard, you're really giving people a taste of food!

You're really nothing.

You're serious to yourself, but you're fawning to Lu Yan.

You're really something.

I called you Little Jiang, but you turned against me!

Now you're licking others to let them call you Little Jiang?

Your integrity as a writer!

It's all gone to the ground!

Before Lu Yan could speak, Jiang Zhongding's voice came again from the other end of the phone.

"Lu Yan, you have solved our problem, and we have nothing to give you."

"Look, do you want to come to our Huaxia Academy of Literature?"

"Our Huaxia Academy of Literature is also a very good organization, do you want to come?"

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly, declined the kindness and said:

"Mr. Jiang, that's not necessary. I'm still used to being alone and don't want to join."

"Thank you for your kindness, but forget it!"

Is this a reward for myself?

It seems that I have received many invitations from the Huaxia Academy of Literature on my Weibo account.

But he didn't care.

Another invitation today? !

He really didn't expect it!

Sister Bingbing looked at Lu Yan with wide eyes, with a look of astonishment on her face!

What do you mean?

Such a good opportunity, you don't want it? !

Are you kidding me!

The first time the Academy of Literature invited someone!

The Huaxia Literature and Art Academy is the place where most writers in China make pilgrimages.

Who wouldn’t want to join in?The annual assessment is very strict, but you are so good.

I gave you the opportunity, but you don’t want it?

Let’s play!

Sister Bingbing said in a low and trembling voice: "You...what are you talking about! Hurry up and agree to Uncle Jiang! This is a rare opportunity!"

"Don't be stupid at this time! Hurry up!"

Sister Bingbing's body kept shaking. This is a chance to reach the sky in one step!

Lu Yan smiled bitterly. Does he need this opportunity?

Jiang Zhongding was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and asked again:

"You...what did you say? Have you really thought about it?"

"Mr. Jiang, I think I'd better forget it. I like to be free and don't want to be constrained. Thank you for your kindness!"

Professor Han Guang kept laughing at the side. You are so brave to invite me!

With Lu Yan's level, where would he not be popular?

This is just the ability to write poems, and the calligraphy has not been shown.

And no one knows whether Lu Yan has written any works.

What if the work is amazing?

"I think you are a toad wanting to eat swan meat!" Han Guang kept laughing.

Jiang Zhongding glared at Han Guang, you dog!

Wait for me later, don't let me find a chance to make things difficult for you.

Otherwise, you will suffer!

Jiang Zhongding sighed and said, "Okay! You don't have to join. If you don't understand anything about literature in the future, you can come to me!"

"By the way, I may post this poem tonight. Do you have a pen name? Or use your current name?"

Lu Yan paused and said, "Let's use my real name."

He can't tell his current identity, at least not now.

Let's use his real name,

"Okay! Then I'll hang up first. You can come to me if you have any questions."

Lu Yan said, "Okay!"

...

After hanging up the phone, Sister Bingbing looked at Lu Yan with a regretful expression.

"Why... don't you agree?"

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Do you know how hard it is to get into the Huaxia Academy of Literature and Art?"

Lu Yan shook his head: "Is it hard?"

It seems that the Academy of Literature and Art has sent him invitations at least a dozen times?

All of them are on Weibo, in the message box of 'Chen Yan'.

Sister Bingbing widened her eyes and rolled her eyes at him: "It's hard!"

"If I say... I receive several invitations every year, do you believe it?"

Sister Bingbing looked at Lu Yan as if she was looking at a fool.

What kind of international joke is this?

"I believe it! Of course I believe it!" Sister Bingbing laughed angrily.

Seeing this, Lu Yan shrugged helplessly.

No extra explanation.