When Wang Qian posted a message on Weibo.
The comment section under his own Weibo post suddenly seemed to explode.
In the blink of an eye, countless speeches popped up.
"Professor Wang showed up?"
"Professor Wang, if you don't have any works, it's nothing. You can publish them next time if you have some."
"Guo Zhuangzhuang is looking very proud over there, saying that you are scared, Professor Wang."
"Hahaha, those who said that Professor Wang was scared and pretended to be dead really made me laugh to death. Although that piece of plum blossoms is good, it is not better than Professor Wang's Zui Hua Yin, okay? Any of Professor Wang's ancient poems are better than this one. Two Jiang Cheng Zi and two Die Lian Hua are better than this one, right?"
"I said that Professor Wang couldn't be a coward."
"Professor Wang..."
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Many fans who support Wang Qian spoke out and expressed their support for Wang Qian.
Most people are awake.
No one would believe that Wang Qian would be so cowardly and then remain silent and pretend to be dead.
In their eyes, Wang Qian has always been a person of overflowing talent, never afraid of anything, and very responsible.
Are you scared just because of an ancient poem
This is impossible!
and…
Most people still have some appreciation.
Even if you don't have a very high level of appreciation, you can get a rough idea of the situation by looking at the reviews posted by others.
That is, although the "Yi Jian Mei" released by Guo Zhuangzhuang on behalf of Xiao Dongmei is indeed a rare masterpiece in modern times, it still has a little gap compared with Wang Qian's other ancient poems.
Then, Wang Qian has even less reason to remain silent and hide.
Now…
Wang Qian spoke up and explained - he was too busy and didn't see it.
Everyone suddenly realized it. In just a few minutes, the number of people who liked and forwarded the post exceeded 100,000, and the number of people who left comments reached tens of thousands. Fans all wanted to forward Wang Qian’s words so that others could see them!
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Magic City.
Yang Yu saw Wang Qian's speech and immediately said, "Wang Qian came out. He said he was too busy to see it."
Li Qingyao was also looking at her phone and whispered, "I guessed it. He can't pretend to be dead and silent. Even if he loses, he will do it uprightly."
Yang Yu: "Haha, everyone knows that. However, some people like to set the tone, and many people like to be set the tone. This is the Internet."
Li Qingyao checked Wang Qian's Weibo and found that Wang Qian had not released any works yet. She felt a little disappointed. Then she kept staring at Wang Qian's Weibo, wanting to be the first to see the latest Weibo messages from Wang Qian.
Buzz buzz buzz…
The phone vibrated.
Liu Lihua's name is displayed.
Li Qingyao glanced at him and ignored him.
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Capital city.
Xue Man jumped up from her chair and said loudly, "Wang Qian showed up. He said he was too busy to see it just now and will release a work soon!"
Xue Zhenguo glared at Xue Man and said, "You are a bit cunning. Let's see what you become."
Xue Man smiled awkwardly: "Oh!"
She was a little surprised at her own behavior.
It seems that I care too much about Wang Qian's performance.
However, she and her father Xue Zhenguo did not believe those who were trying to stir up trouble on the Internet, and did not believe that Wang Qian would pretend to be dead and remain silent.
"Let me see what he will publish. I guess it might be another "Yi Jian Mei"."
Xue Man whispered.
Xue Zhenguo agreed with this.
Drunken in the flower shade against drunken in the flower shade.
Yi Jian Mei, of course we also need a song Yi Jian Mei.
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Mountain city!
Guo Zhuangzhuang's legs were sore from standing so long.
However, looking at Xiao Dongmei who was still standing there and writing, he didn't dare to complain.
Xiao Dongmei wrote Wang Qian's Drunken Flower Shadows on paper again. After finishing, she put down the brush, looked at it carefully, read it gently, and said softly: "This poem can be regarded as one of the representative works of graceful poetry in history. I am not as good as him."
Finally spoke.
Guo Zhuangzhuang said hurriedly: "Then he was also silenced by your Yi Jian Mei."
Xiao Dongmei didn't even look at Guo Zhuangzhuang. She picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then asked calmly, "Do you really think so?"
Guo Zhuangzhuang remained silent and smiled slightly.
Of course, he didn't really think so. He said that deliberately just to damage Wang Qian's reputation.
Xiao Dongmei sat down gently on a mahogany chair, her white gauze skirt casually swaying around her, two strands of hair hanging down by her ears, her eyes looking at the river view in the distance: "The first time I heard of him and read his works, I was shocked. Modern people can actually write such good ancient poems. I carefully studied each of his works and talked about them several times in class. I found that my understanding of ancient poetry has risen to a higher level."
"Guo Zhuangzhuang, if you didn't have so many crooked ideas in your mind and studied the knowledge itself carefully, maybe you wouldn't need to plagiarize other people's works. You always call yourself my friend when you go out, and I also hope that you are really qualified to be my friend."
Xiao Dongmei's eyes were fixed on Guo Zhuangzhuang.
Guo Zhuangzhuang felt as if he was standing naked under the sun, with all his secrets exposed.
These eyes seemed to see through his inner thoughts.
Guo Zhuangzhuang was under tremendous pressure, and felt ashamed and embarrassed. He looked away, not daring to look into those eyes, and whispered, "I, I just..."
He wanted to explain something, saying that he did not plagiarize and was being wrongly accused.
But I can't say it.
He felt that whatever he said would be just quibbling, and would be a blasphemy to those eyes, and the other party would definitely not believe his quibbling.
Guo Zhuangzhuang fell silent.
Buzz!
The phone vibrated.
It was a message reminder he set.
As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he quickly took out his phone, unlocked the screen and started looking.
It’s Wang Qian who posted on Weibo!
"Wang Qian sent a message saying that he was very busy and didn't have time."
Guo Zhuangzhuang said instinctively: "This should be an excuse,"
Xiao Dongmei chuckled: "How do you know it's an excuse?"
Guo Zhuangzhuang fell silent again, frowned, thought for a while and said, "It must be an excuse..."
Xiao Dongmei shook her head: "I believe he is telling the truth."
Guo Zhuangzhuang actually felt in his heart that Wang Qian was telling the truth, but he just didn't want to admit it.
After all, no matter how much he dislikes Wang Qian, Guo Zhuangzhuang has to admit that Wang Qian's talent and character are impeccable.
Such a person should not lie.
He just instinctively said some slanderous words deliberately.
However, this is obviously meaningless in front of Xiao Dongmei.
Guo Zhuangzhuang smiled wryly: "He highly praised your Yi Jian Mei. Moreover, he also said that to show respect, he would write the work on paper, take a photo and send it out."
Xiao Dongmei nodded, her eyes full of anticipation: "I am looking forward to whether his A Cut Plum Blossom will be as good as Drunken Flower Shadow. It is my honor to witness the birth of these two works today."
Xiao Dongmei herself also felt that Wang Qian would most likely write an ancient poem in the same tune to respond to her.
Guo Zhuangzhuang did not refute this. He also felt that Wang Qian would also write a poem called "Yi Jian Mei". He fell silent again, lowered his head and started to check his phone. He just wanted to get this matter done quickly and leave.
He doesn't want to be friends with Xiao Dongmei anymore.
I can’t bear it psychologically!
Xiao Dongmei stood up and poured Guo Zhuangzhuang a cup of tea: "Please sit down for a while. You have been standing for a long time."
Guo Zhuangzhuang nodded and sat down, his legs numb from standing.
However, he really didn't dare to sit down without Xiao Dongmei saying anything.
Guo Zhuangzhuang picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp: "Good tea."
Xiao Dongmei: "It's the brick tea from the store next door. I'm not very good at making tea, so I just made it casually."
Guo Zhuangzhuang was speechless.
Sister, please forgive me!
He really didn't dare to chat with Xiao Dongmei anymore.
Guo Zhuangzhuang lowered his head and continued to scroll through his phone. All he wanted now was to escape from here as soon as possible.
bite!
Wang Qian’s Weibo was updated with a new message.
Guo Zhuangzhuang looked at it hurriedly.
It was the first time that he was so eager to see Wang Qian’s latest Weibo news, even more eager than all of Wang Qian’s fans.
A message came out.
"I just wrote a few words impromptu, feel free to take a look!"
Below is a video.
Guo Zhuangzhuang clicked on the video and said to Xiao Dongmei, "Wang Qian replied!"
Xiao Dongmei nodded gently, stood up from the chair lightly, and then walked to the table, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, held the brush steadily over the paper with her right hand, gently held up the sleeve of her right arm with her left hand, and said lightly: "Read!"
Guo Zhuangzhuang watched the video without blinking. In the video, Wang Qian was holding a brush and writing words on paper. He then read out the words.
"One cut of plum blossoms, don't worry!"
really.
It's another plum blossom.
Xiao Dongmei looked at the brush and the white paper with a serious look in her eyes. She moved her right hand quickly and the three words "Yi Jian Mei" appeared quickly.
Guo Zhuangzhuang's voice was slowly read out along with Wang Qian's brush in the video.
"The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn."
"Take off your silk robe and board the orchid boat alone."
Guo Zhuangzhuang's expression also became extremely serious, staring at the video screen without blinking.
Xiao Dongmei's hands also became steadier.
Just two sentences.
The two knew that this poem could be another masterpiece.
Guo Zhuangzhuang immediately read out the words that appeared under the brush in the video.
"Who sent this beautiful letter from the clouds?"
"When the wild geese return, the moon is full in the west building."
hiss!
Guo Zhuangzhuang took a breath of cold air.
Finish reciting the first verse.
He just wanted to exclaim - Good!
There was also a glimmer of surprise in Xiao Dongmei's eyes, but the hand holding the pen remained steady, and every stroke was steady.
Guo Zhuangzhuang paused.
Xiao Dongmei's eyes flashed with eagerness and expectation, and she quickly said one word: "Read!"
Guo Zhuangzhuang nodded and immediately continued reading the text in the video.
"Flowers fall and water flows."
"One place is longing, two places are worrying."
"There is no way to get rid of this feeling."
"The worry has just left my brow, but it still weighs on my mind."
After Guo Zhuangzhuang finished reading it, he felt as if he was a little depressed.
This poem.
In the eyes of a person like him who likes to find fault, it is almost impeccable.
After reading it, you can feel the sorrow and longing that are so strong that they almost overflow from the paper.
He couldn't help but put himself into the story and recalled how he felt when he was in love with all his heart.
However, he knew that this poem was more appropriate for women.
It's almost as if every word, every phrase, and every sentence are truly written into the woman's heart.
He is a writer with a deep literary background and has also done some research on women's psychology.
Shake your head gently!
The slight dissatisfaction and resentment that Guo Zhuangzhuang felt towards Wang Qian disappeared without a trace.
In the face of such talent, his jealousy was insignificant and even ridiculous.
He looked at Xiao Dongmei and found that Xiao Dongmei had quickly finished writing the poem "Yi Jian Mei Bie Chou" with a flourish of her pen, and then just stood there quietly watching.
Guo Zhuangzhuang didn't dare to speak, and just looked at the sentences on Xiao Dongmei's paper quietly.
Even though he was older than Xiao Dongmei and graduated many years earlier, he felt as if he was a head and a generation shorter than Xiao Dongmei in front of her and became much more reserved.
Several minutes passed.
Seeing that Xiao Dongmei was still silent, Guo Zhuangzhuang couldn't help but said, "Dongmei, should I reply?"
Xiao Dongmei raised her eyes to look at Guo Zhuangzhuang, then continued to stare at the words she had written on the paper and read them out softly: "The fragrance of the red lotus has faded and the jade mat is cold in autumn. I take off my silk dress and go on the orchid boat alone. Who sent the brocade letter from the clouds? When the wild geese return, the moon is full in the west building."
"The flowers are falling and the water is flowing, I miss you in one place and feel sad in two places. There is no way to get rid of this feeling, it just leaves my brow but it stays in my heart!"
After reading, Xiao Dongmei felt a little sad and said softly, "Just say that I, Xiao Dongmei, saw two masterpieces of Mr. Wang Qian today and realized that modern people are not inferior to ancient people. I, Xiao Dongmei, admire Mr. Wang Qian's talent and hope to have the opportunity to ask him about composition and calligraphy in person in the future."
Guo Zhuangzhuang stared at Xiao Dongmei with eyes wide open: "Do you really want to say that?"
To say this is to clearly admit defeat.
With Guo Zhuangzhuang's personality, it is absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing.
Even if your work crushes me into pieces, I will still make some excuses or just keep silent and play dead.
Give up
Doesn't exist!
This is also the reason why there is no best in literature.
Of course, there is a reason that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
But the biggest reason is.
Many literati are shameless like Guo Zhuangzhuang.
Let's act like a spoiled brat together.
Anyway, I just won’t admit defeat, I won’t admit that you are better than me.
There's nothing you can do.
If I admit defeat publicly, I will always be inferior to others.
How can this be possible
So, when Guo Zhuangzhuang saw Xiao Dongmei was about to say this, he asked again to confirm.
We often hear that Xiao Dongmei is a pure literati who doesn't care about winning or losing and has a straightforward personality!
It was also the first time that he saw Xiao Dongmei publicly admit defeat.
Xiao Dongmei ignored Guo Zhuangzhuang's look and continued to look at what she had written: "Well, that's what I mean."
Guo Zhuangzhuang did not hesitate any longer and directly edited Xiao Dongmei's words and posted them on his Weibo.
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Capital city.
bite!
Xue Man’s cell phone alert sounded.
She immediately took out her phone and saw a video on Wang Qian’s Weibo. She said with a little surprise, “Wang Qian posted a video of himself writing a work.”
Xue Zhenguo also quickly put down the thread-bound book in his hand and walked over to see Wang Qian's calligraphy with his own eyes. At the same time, he was also very much looking forward to Wang Qian's works.
Video playback.
Xue Man read it out in a low voice.
The red lotus fragrance fades away and the jade mat is cold in autumn.
She took off her silk robe and boarded the orchid boat alone.
Who sent the letter from the clouds
When the geese return, the moon is full in the west building!
The flowers fall and the water flows.
One place of longing, two places of idle worries.
There is no way to get rid of this feeling.
The worry has just left my brow, but it’s still weighing on my mind.
Read it quickly!
Xue Man's body trembled, and she felt as if she was struck by lightning. She stood there in a daze holding the phone.
She felt as if a bolt of lightning had directly broken through her heart and penetrated deep into her soul.
The previous song is "Drunken Flower Shade"!
This is a song called Yi Jian Mei!
Still the same!
Xue Man felt as if the protagonist in Wang Qian's work was herself.
The sense of immersion is extremely strong, and I feel my heart trembling after reading it.
Xue Zhenguo's eyes also flashed with a fiery light, and he murmured in a low voice: "Good! Good! Good!"
Three good words in a row.
Xue Zhenguo said seriously: "This poem is not inferior to Zhao Qingyue's representative graceful poems. This Wang Qian is really a monster. He is the first person in contemporary ancient poetry and deserves the title!"
He had written some good bold and unrestrained lyrics before, and now he has written another masterpiece that is not inferior to his representative works of graceful and elegant lyrics.
A grown man describes a woman's mind so delicately.
If it’s not a monster, then what is it
Xue Zhenguo couldn't help but personally give Wang Qian the title of the number one contemporary ancient poet.
Xue Man remained silent, staring blankly at the video on her phone, still immersed in the song Yi Jian Mei.
…
On Wang Qian’s Weibo, within just over ten minutes of the video being posted, hundreds of thousands of people had liked and forwarded it, and the number of people leaving comments exceeded 100,000.
Countless fans, as well as onlookers on the Internet, were shocked.
"I wanted to cry after reading Professor's Drunken Flower Shadows, and I burst into tears after reading A Cut Plum Blossom!"
"Just asking who else? Guo Zhuangzhuang's Yi Jian Mei is also a good piece, but there is a clear gap between it and Professor Wang's Yi Jian Mei, right? I, a grown man, feel like crying after reading it."
"What beautiful words, Professor Wang. How come you understand women's minds so clearly? It's so beautiful that it makes me cry."
"After dusk, I drink wine in the east fence, and there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. Don't say that I am not heartbroken, the curtains are rolled up by the west wind, and I am thinner than the yellow flowers. - The flowers are drifting and the water is flowing, one is longing, the other is worrying. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, it just leaves my brows, but it stays in my heart. It makes me cry, what kind of talent is this? To write such beautiful and delicate words?"
"Since I started following Professor Wang, I learned to play the piano, read, write calligraphy, write ancient poetry, and sing. I wonder who else in the entertainment industry can do this?"
"Professor Wang's handwriting is also amazing. I heard that this is Professor Wang's own Slender Gold style, and many calligraphers are imitating and learning from it."
"Wow, wow, I'm crying."
“The word ‘talent’ is about to overflow from the phone screen.”
…
Ever since Wang Qian appeared on the Voice of China stage yesterday, his popularity has been at the top of the list until now.
Now, the interaction between him and Guo Zhuangzhuang on Weibo and the ancient Chinese poems he released have become so popular that they have caught up with the top spot and are now ranked second!
One person occupies the top two spots in real-time popularity.
It is also extremely rare in the entertainment industry.
If we exclude those who relied on hype to get to the top, the first and second places in popularity are only those who rely purely on their own works.
Then Wang Qian is the only one.
Because Wang Qian does not have a professional agency to promote himself, he relies purely on his personal strength and works to conquer the world.
Many self-media inside and outside the circle, celebrity artists, and internet celebrities have come out to take advantage of the popularity.
Liu Jifeng: "Brother, brother, brother! I knelt down to read it all. I would be satisfied if I had one tenth of your talent. I only ask you to give me a calligraphy work next time."
…
Zhao Lei: "Brother Wang, your talent is beyond the sky. Speaking of breaking through the sky, my new movie Sea Cannon has officially started preparations, with an investment of 150 million yuan in science fiction masterpiece, striving to break the domestic science fiction desert..."
…
Wang Jingyu: "Professor Wang, I brought my own writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone. Next time you come on the show, please give me a piece of calligraphy. I want these two poems, Drunken Flower Shade and A Cut Plum. I want to frame them and hang them in my study!"
…
Cui Wenfeng: "Now everyone knows the pressure I'm under, right? I'll be angry with anyone who dares to say that I'm Wang Qian's mentor."
…
Sophie: "I really cried after reading it. I had the illusion that Professor Wang wrote the work just for me."
…
Li Qingyao: “Great work!”
…
The popularity of Wang Qian's two works soared.
Drunk in the shade of flowers.
A cut plum.
The two ci forms' names even made it to the hot news on Weibo, ranking seventh or eighth in popularity, and also became popular words on other platforms.
This is absolutely amazing stuff.
When did you start to like literary works so much
When did such a purely literary term appear on the hot list of entertainment news
Never.
This is the first time.
So many people are seriously discussing literary works on entertainment platforms.
at the same time!
Guo Zhuangzhuang also published Xiao Dongmei's words, which once again caused heated discussion.
Everyone recognizes Xiao Dongmei's talent.
Moreover, Xiao Dongmei's information was also found out by everyone.
Many people expressed shock.
this…
It turned out to be a great god that they didn’t know about!
"It's actually the great poet Dongmei. I've bought her Dongmei collection. It's said that she is the poet whose modern poetry collections have sold the most in recent years."
"I was admitted to Keijo University at the age of sixteen, and graduated with a doctorate in Chinese from Keijo University. I am now a professor in the Chinese Department of Yamashiro University. I am thirty-three years old now, and have published two collections of modern poetry. I am one of the most famous poets in the field of modern poetry. I am also in my early thirties, so why do I feel like a waste?"
"Why is it that someone as shameless as Guo Zhuangzhuang is friends with Xiao Dongmei?"
"Xiao Dongmei admitted defeat so generously. I admire her! However, her piece "A Cut Plum Blossom" is also a good piece, but it is still a level lower than Professor Wang's piece."
…
It was only at this moment that many ordinary people learned about the existence of Xiao Dongmei, a modern poet, and her experience.
Even though the cumulative sales of Xiao Dongmei's two Dongmei collections have exceeded one million over the past five years, she is considered the poet with the most sold poems among contemporary poets!
However, not many people know her.
Even some people who have bought her Dongmei collection mostly don't know who Dongmei is.
now.
Xiao Dongmei suddenly became popular in another way.
After many people found Xiao Dongmei's information, they searched the entire Internet but could not find any of her social media accounts.
No Weibo.
No shaking appointment!
There is no official account.
It does not exist on any other public platform.
Nor can any photo of Xiao Dongmei herself be found.
as if.
It's like this person doesn't really exist.
This is really an incredible thing in the era of Internet information explosion.
…
Wang Qian finally had breakfast and filled his stomach.
Murong Yue, Jiang Yu and Qin Xuerong were also hungry and started eating with big mouthfuls.
The sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen were more polite and ate a little bit at a time. They were not hungry and were too reserved to eat too much.
However, the two sisters looked up at Wang Qian from time to time, and then looked at each other.
Wang Qian ate while looking at his mobile phone, afraid that he would miss any important information.
Tang Hepeng @ him and sent a message: "These are representative works of graceful ci poetry, not inferior to Zhao Qingyue. I admire them. When Professor Wang has time, he can come to Zhejiang University to give a class on these two works."
Wang Qian replied: "Professor Tang, you are overpraising me. I may not have time to give lectures."
Liu Shengnan sent a message: "How did you guess what I was thinking?"
Wang Qian's mind flashed with Liu Shengnan's cool and relaxed face, and he replied with two words: "Guess!"
Then, I saw Guo Zhuangzhuang’s reply.
Xiao Dongmei praised Wang Qian generously and said that she would ask him for advice on creation and calligraphy in person next time.
Wang Qian said on his Weibo: "I have read your collection of winter plums. I think I bought a copy last year. It is a rare masterpiece in contemporary times, with rich humanistic thinking and profound literary background. I didn't expect that I could communicate with you remotely today and exchange two works. It is also my honor."
"In fact, my work is just a chance gift from heaven. In terms of real talent, I am really far inferior to you. I hope I will have the opportunity to consult you in person next time."
This is what Wang Qian really thinks.
He really admires and appreciates Xiao Dongmei, a pure modern poet.
Talented, low-key and focused on studying.
Moreover, he actually bought a collection of Dongmei's works two years ago and read Xiao Dongmei's works.
That's why they respect each other so much.
On real talent and knowledge.
He really couldn't catch up with the other party even if he rode hard.
but…
Qin Xuerong, Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, Xu Wenwen, and Xu Xiaoxiao were all following Wang Qian and quickly read the Weibo message posted by Wang Qian.
Then…
Five pairs of eyes looked at Wang Qian with strange expressions.
Wang Qian was eating when he suddenly found that the place became much quieter.
No one else is eating
He looked up at the few people.
I found that everyone was looking at me with strange eyes.
"What? Why aren't you eating?"
Wang Qian asked curiously, picked up a fried dough stick and handed it to Qin Xuerong, and then picked up an egg and handed it to the guest Xu Xiaoxiao's bowl: "Eat quickly!"
Murong Yue stared at Wang Qian and said disdainfully, "Pretender!"
Jiang Yu also used a line of internet slang he had learned: "Pretending is like the wind, it is always with you."
Qin Xuerong also smiled, lowered her head and ate the fried dough sticks given by Wang Qian without saying a word.
Although the sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen wanted to talk, they felt that they were not that familiar with each other, so they remained silent. However, the look in their eyes when they looked at Wang Qian clearly showed that they thought the same thing as Murong Yue and Jiang Yu.
You are a show-off!
Wang Qian quickly understood and felt wronged, and explained: "I am telling the truth! Xiao Dongmei's talent is really far ahead of mine. I can only think of some good works occasionally. If we really talk about real talent and knowledge, she crushes me. I just graduated from Beijing Film Academy, and she is a PhD from Peking University."
Jiang Yu snorted, said nothing, and continued eating.
Murong Yue laughed: "Haha, so what? Then you crushed other people's works with your work! And then you turned around and said to them, you are more talented than me! If I were Xiao Dongmei, I would hate you to death."
this…
Wang Qian listened to what Murong Yue said.
My behavior does seem a bit pretentious. If the other party is narrow-minded, he might really hate me.
Xu Wenwen couldn't help but burst out laughing and quickly lowered her head to eat.
Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Qian and whispered, "Professor Wang, academic qualifications are very important. But in your case, academic qualifications cannot measure anything. Don't be so modest in the future. This may make others angry."
modesty
All right!
Wang Qian said he gave up, smiled at Xu Xiaoxiao, and continued eating.
Wang Qian admitted defeat on this topic.
After finishing the meal quickly, Wang Qian wanted to see everyone's reactions, to see if Xiao Dongmei was angry and whether he should explain himself.
Murong Yue shouted, "Wang Qian, we broke the record again!"
Another record breaking
Wang Qian was stunned for a moment, then he understood what it was.
I've logged into Qianqian Jingting and the data hasn't been refreshed yet.
Wang Qian's cell phone rang.
It’s Xu Zhongfei calling.