My singer girlfriend is super fierce

Guan Yi did what he said, and quickly found the avatars of the five authors and clicked on them.

The user registration name on the official website of the essay contest cannot be modified, so the pen name is used.

Guan Yi thought for a while and edited a message.

"Hello, I am Guan Yi, the writer, and the author of the best-selling book XXX. I was inspired by your excellent modern poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Bloom" on the Internet. I wonder if it is convenient for us to get to know each other and exchange ideas."

After sending the message, there was no reply after waiting for a few minutes, but Guan Yi didn't care. After all, it was normal that the other party was not 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 messages fell into the sea.

Guan Yi was disappointed, but there was nothing he could do except wait.

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

The pen name "Bian Zhilin"... The other party should be a woman, right?

Guan Yi sent the message and waited for a while, not holding out any hope, and was about to close the internal message page.

Suddenly, the computer "ding dong" sounded, and Guan Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.

The other party replied!

Guan Yi hurriedly 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 so well written. May I ask if you have other works? I will go and read them.

The typing speed of the other party seems to be quite fast, and the message came back in a few seconds.

Bian Zhilin: No.

Bian Zhilin: Only this one has been published so far.

Sure enough, it is a new author! In this case, Guan Yi's typing is much more casual.

Guan Yi: I admire your work.

Guan Yi: As a new female author, it is already very well written.

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

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

Today is the last day for submissions to the essay contest. He just received an internal message on the website. He thought it was a notification for him to attend the award ceremony and was wondering why it was so efficient.

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 him the most before.

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

Unexpectedly, Guan Yi actually 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, there is no Bian Zhilin in this world, nor are there literary masters such as Haizi and Gu Cheng. Therefore, when Ye Zhiqiu submitted his manuscripts, he registered five accounts respectively and used the original author's name as a pen name.

Ye Zhiqiu thought for a moment, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he continued to reply without explanation.

Bian Zhilin: Thank you.

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

Is it really a female author? It's rare. Guan Yi typed quickly.

Guan Yi: It's like this, I organized a modern poetry club and want to invite you to join. I wonder if you are interested.

Guan Yi: The members of the poetry club are all writers with deep thoughts and talents. We often discuss literature and collide with sparks of ideas together. For new authors, it is a rare opportunity.

Seeing this message, Ye Zhiqiu was a little confused and didn't understand what Guan Yi wanted to do.

It's impossible to join his poetry club. If the founder is of Guan Yi's quality, the atmosphere of the entire poetry club is probably not much better.

However, since I'm free anyway, I can play with him. Ye Zhiqiu continued to type.

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

Guan Yi was about to send out the conditions for joining the club, but suddenly stopped, deleted the content and re-edited it.

Guan Yi: Can I ask your age?

Bian Zhilin: 23.

Seeing this number, Guan Yi was shocked.

So young! It is hard to imagine that such a profound work was written by such a young new female author. Guan Yi originally thought that the other party was at least 30 or 40 years old.

Then, Guan Yi suddenly became excited, and his hands were shaking slightly while typing.

Guan Yi: Can I send a photo?

Guan Yi: That's right, with your conditions, it's no problem to join the poetry club. But after all, you are a newcomer, and the senior members want to see the photo first and recognize your face.

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

You old man, I don't believe you.

Old perverts are old perverts, and they treat others as three-year-olds who know nothing.What a kid, he even played the trick of joining a group to expose photos.

Judging from his skillful rhetoric, Guan Yi is also a talent, and he probably did this a lot.

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

It is estimated that the other party is scratching his head and waiting excitedly. Ye Zhiqiu feels that he is still very conscientious, and it is a small effort to satisfy his wish.

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

After all, it is really hard to find pictures of 23-year-old intellectual beauties on the Internet...

This... No, there is a little intellectual flavor, but the age does not look like 23 years old.

This... No, this is called coquettish, not intellectual, how does Baidu search for pictures.

Looking at it, Ye Zhiqiu paused.

A girl with glasses? This is good, intellectual temperament, youthful and beautiful, but I am afraid that the old pervert on the other side will be too excited after seeing it... But never mind.

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 beside her.

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

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

Yu Caiwei was staring at the computer screen, which showed an enlarged picture of "Girl with Glasses"...

Then, seeing her "Save Picture" operation, Yu Caiwei narrowed her eyes slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in her eyes.

"Wait a minute!" Ye Zhiqiu said hurriedly, "It's not what you think."

To Ye Zhiqiu's surprise, the girl didn't get jealous, but asked, "Do you like this style?"

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

I can't say I like it, but it's a bit against my will to say I don't like it...

"Actually..." Yu Caiwei snorted, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly whispered: "I can also wear this style..."

"It must be better looking than hers..."

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, and it took him a long time to react, and his eyes widened.

Did I hear it right! ?