Rebirth of the loss to become a billionaire

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"Ma Yeah! Poems that have been lost for thousands of years can also be completed, and they can be read without any sense. That 439 layman is too good."

"My mother just came in and asked me to eat, and asked why I was kneeling in front of the computer?"

"Let me take it! I didn't expect that the third master of the Southern School had such knowledge in poetry. In the future, who would dare to underestimate the net writing, now Teacher Zhang is regarded as a genuine writer."

"Tell everyone about it. Last week, my mentor was still in the circle of friends saying that online literature harms people. The Nanpai Sanye is just a guy with a reputation, and only writes a few songs that deceive women and make fun of them

Now I deleted that post, and put the song of Teacher Zhang on the top, haha, it's so special."

Most of these are complaints from netizens.

But this poem has a unique charm, and the person who published it is Qiuichiba.

The kid didn't lie, he did have some reputation.

Jiang Jinjiu quickly spread in the literary world.

Xia Mian, a well-known literature professor in China, was sitting at the table reviewing the copy, and his expression was distressed.

Before him was an application form for a national professor.

It was sent to him by Ju Wanmo, the head of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and wanted him to sign in the referral column.

But the applicant gave him a headache.

It is Zhang Tianyi, a well-known composer and family recently.

The number of recommended places for national professors is only one per year.

He also thought about recommending an excellent master's degree in his school, and this happened.

He really doesn't want to let such a precious number of people fall outside, especially to an Internet celebrity author like Zhang Tianyi.

In his opinion, literature should be well-behaved, serious and serious, and don't be clever all day long, and make it very tacky.

Once he is recommended for trial, the honor of the national-level professor falls to that person. I don't know what the arrogant group of people will become. I am afraid that traditional literature will be reduced to the country of Java.

Thought for a while.

Decided to reject Wanju Chang on the grounds that the other party can't make poems and he has a better quota.

Just as he was about to type on the keyboard and reply to Director Wan, his WeChat flickered.

First click on the dialog box of Cai Xiang, a well-known critic of the Magic City, to connect to the voice call.

"Lao Cai, didn't you say that you have to write a manuscript overnight? Why suddenly I have time to send a WeChat?

"Lao Xia, something serious happened. Do you still remember the fragment that you discussed with you three years ago? It was completely resurrected? Someone added it today and changed its name to Jiang Into the wine."

Xia Mian chuckled, took a sip of the tea cup calmly.

"Isn't this fragmented piece being patched up every year? What's so strange about it?"

"Lao Xia, it’s not like that. This time it’s different from the previous one. He added it strangely. It started from the front. How can I describe it? I felt a very special feeling after reading it. Originally it felt like I should write that way." Cai Xiang felt a little unclear.

"I sent you the video anyway, and we will talk about it after you watch it."

Xia Mian didn't care at all. After hanging up, he lit a cigarette for himself, took a cigarette, wrote a rejection letter and sent it to Wanjuchang's mailbox, and then picked up the phone again.

When she saw the person on the cover of the video, Xia Mian's brows suddenly frowned.

It's him?

Zhang Tianyi?

Could it be that Lao Cai accepted Wanju Chang's instructions and deliberately persuaded himself.

Forget it, I'm an old friend no matter what, let's take a look at it, anyway, my rejection letter has been sent out.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

Don't you see Gaotangmingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like a blue silk and snow is at dusk."

Xia Mian was stunned as she listened, her eyes were round and her face was unbelievable.

The cigarette butt in his hand fell to the ground at some point.

This,

this is…

Peerless good sentence!!!

The writing is too shocking.

The only problem is.

Is this a fragment of that poem?

Lao Cai made a mistake.

But the video continued to broadcast, and he had no doubts after reading the familiar sentences.

Just when he was about to sigh, the poem was still reading down, and in a blink of an eye he realized that he had caught a glimpse of the poem too small, and his pattern was too small.

The front is only a small part, but the next is big, which also surprised him.

After he was sure to listen to the entire poem, he was covered with goose bumps rising from the bottom of his feet to his head, and he was awakened.

OK!

The supplement is really great.

If he didn't guess wrong, this word used the tune of Han Yuefu's short Xiao Rao song, combined with Li Bai's background at that time.

It was he who was rejected by politics and used alcohol to dissipate his sorrows in order to vent his unrequited ambitions.

Whether it is the wording, background, atmosphere, etc., this first word is supplemented appropriately.

I am afraid that it is the original version. I am afraid that not many people will oppose it.

Even if you change yourself to supplement, you may not be able to supplement it well.

What if someone like this is named a national professor!

Zhang Tianyi, this young man is completely qualified, if anyone says he is not qualified, who is he in a hurry!

The other party is so good, he, as a referrer, has the face to speak out.

After he finished yy, he suddenly cried out badly.

Before I watched the video, I sent a rejection letter to Wanju Chang.

Called the phone quickly.

"Hey, Old Xia, what's the matter?"

"Wanju Chang, I want to ask about the email I sent you, have you read it?"

"Look, it's because I didn't think well. Old Xia didn't have many places, and of course, as a professor, he had to give priority to the students in the school. I can understand it. I'll treat it as if I haven't mentioned it." Wan Mo Said in a cold tone.

"No, I slipped my hand for a while. In fact, I'm very happy to be his recommender. I will prepare the information now and send it to you."

Wan Mo scratched his head blankly.

Refusing to use hand sliding can slip out more than three hundred characters.

"Old Xia, no need, just now after you refused, Mr. Jia happened to be by my side and signed for me directly. Mr. Xia, you won't take it to heart."

Xia Mian patted her thigh fiercely.

That's an excellent talent. If he can be Zhang Tianyi's referrer, he can show off everywhere.

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything, even if Xia Mian regrets that his intestines are about to turn green, but he has to say it calmly.

"Oh, it's such a pity."

After hanging up the phone, my thigh almost broke.

Cai Xiang called a video call and said.

"Old Xia, he is now in the magic city. I heard that he will go to the banquet held by the TV station in the evening. It is held by your grandson. Do you want to go together?"

Xia Mian's eyes lit up suddenly, and he felt that this time his grandson had the greatest effect in his life.

Hurriedly said, "Go, I'll come when I change my clothes."

It's impossible to get a relationship anymore.