Chapter 125: Lighthouse Energy, Illuminating Thousands of Miles of Rivers and Mountains

Song Shishu was very depressed and felt that life was gloomy.

Yes, he successfully cleared Wang Zi'an.

For a whole night, Wang Zi'an has been shining brightly, and the light of the Buddha is shining.

His response was sharp and positive.

Just as some people feel that it can alarm the central government.

Those sentences, those poems, are all pieces of cultural treasures, a piece of human wealth.

The impetuous society and the panicked world need this kind of lighthouse-like energy to guide countless helpless people forward.

"The lighthouse energy shines through thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. ”

There is a Taishan Beidou-level figure in the literary world who came out to comment on Wang Zi'an's achievements and performance tonight.

Fights with public figures are the most attention-grabbing.

Especially after almost a night, many people from all walks of life have received the news.

Fortunately, Wang Zi'an and Song Shishu were not scolded by the three-character scripture, otherwise they would have to be invited to tea.

Is it okay for a public figure to do such a thing in public?

However, the ring between Wang Zi'an and Song Shishu belongs to freedom of speech, and no one can interfere with it.

"it!"

Seeing the literary world come out, netizens exclaimed that this is one of the most prestigious national treasure-level literary masters in Daewoo Center.

Daewoo Center is also the center of world culture.

A living literary master, he is the pinnacle of today's world cultural circles.

When the people in the entertainment industry saw the Taishan Beidou master come out, their faces were complicated.

The entertainment industry and the literary circle in this world are closely linked.

In terms of earning ability, of course, people in the entertainment industry earn more, and I don't know how many times more.

But in terms of status and official aura, artists are much lower than writers.

If it weren't for money to make up for the gap, artists wouldn't be able to stand up straight in front of writers.

This is the ideal world in the prince's peace of mind.

Originality should be respected.

He who grows crops should be a superior man.

They should be the ones at the top of the food chain because they feed countless people below.

"Bow to the wind and admit defeat!" Song Shishu was like a deflated ball, without a trace of fighting spirit.

I've cheated secretly, and I can't do it.

Tarzan has also come out to help you speak, so I won't be bored with myself, so as not to be even more ashamed.

There was an uproar on the Internet.

Song Shishu raised the white flag!

"Uncle is still glorious even though he is defeated. ”

"Shushu, don't be discouraged, you're still great. ”

"Don't blacken books, our essence is still good. ”

Song Shishu's fans felt sorry for idols and comforted him.

"Hey, I'm a little disappointed, and the book is also defeated. ”

"Books are actually very good, the one that lasts the longest. ”

"Uncle is actually not weak, it is Pingyang Wang Taimeng. ”

"Well, there are only a few people who dare to reply to King Pingyang in the past few months, and they still died down after only a few slaps. ”

"Uncle dragged King Pingyang for one night, this record can already be laughed at in the world. ”

Neutral netizens discussed a lot, no one felt that Song Shishu was ashamed, but everyone admired him very much.

"Xiao Song has already played extraordinarily tonight. ”

"Xiaoshu just ran into a scholar, but there was no way. ”

"It is worthy of being the champion king, the so-called team behind the king of Pingyang, if there is one, he is also one of them, and he will definitely participate. ”

"The Pingyang Wang team can't be messed with. ”

"It's really enjoyable to watch, I admire Song Shishu's talent, and I am even more amazed by the talent of King Pingyang. ”

"The king of Pingyang can be offensive or defensive, black or white. ”

Insiders also sighed and sighed, as if they had just visited a fireworks feast, and their hearts and visions were strongly impacted.

At this time.

Wang Zi'an posted on Weibo again.

Song Shishu admits defeat, of course he will not rush to kill.

He just reposted a Weibo seriously.

"Damn, it's really an old routine. Netizens couldn't laugh or cry.

Wang Zi'an retweeted a Weibo post from One Way Boy.

It was a Weibo post with a notification of a new song being released.

"My cousin finally remembered us. ”

The one-way boys burst into tears.

Weak, poor, helpless they have been waiting all night.

just wait for Wang Zi'an to help them promote the song and promote the new song.

As a result, he has been busy fighting with Song Shishu, and the one-way boy is in a hurry.

When will it be over?

Okay, tonight, we have a new song on the shelves, and you helped us promote it.

"Huh, the group?"

"My cousin pushed a combination. ”

"What's the fuss, didn't they know when they went to Pingyang Wang's house a few days ago?"

"I see, it must be a song written by King Pingyang, haha, I'll listen to it. ”

Netizens were very excited, and there were new songs to listen to.

The insiders' eyes also lit up, is there anything to imitate?

Hmph, learn to order Pingyang King, and your own songs can also be mixed with some soup to drink.

Song Shishu became even more depressed when he saw it.

I said no wonder I was beaten tonight, it turned out that I shouldn't have posted on Weibo tonight.

Alas, the unlucky people choked on drinking water.

What can I do?

Everything is fate!

What am I talking about...... I copied it right.

Song Shishu was sullen.

At this time, when netizens and insiders saw clearly the Weibo content forwarded by Wang Zi'an, they were a little stunned.

Gui Province, the prince settled.

Li Kexin has finished her homework, and Wang Zian has not played with her mobile phone anymore.

The five members of the Wang family gathered around the basket to make corn on the cob.

"Sissi, you're lazy tonight, I don't care about you, go back and remember to say that my Weibo is maintained by my team, and it has nothing to do with me. Wang Zi'an told Song Qianqian.

He didn't know he was about to be whitewashed.

He didn't know about the fact that Taishan in the literary world came out to praise it.

If he really had a team, he would have received the news of such a big thing a long time ago.

Song Qianqian was speechless, I just looked at you, I kept looking at you, watching you almost kill my cousin, are you embarrassed to say that the team behind you did it?

But she couldn't have pierced it.

People are talking nonsense with their eyes open, how can they expose it?

This is not the most troublesome thing for Song Qianqian.

What bothers her the most is how to explain to her cousin in the future?

After my cousin knew the truth, I don't know if he wouldn't be able to think about it.

At this time, Song Qianqian's mobile phone rang.

Turning her head to look at the screen of the mobile phone on the stool next to her, Song Qianqian had a strange expression.

It was the phone number of Song Shishu, the fourth cousin of the second uncle's family.

"It's your cousin again, your cousin is very funny, isn't it a sister's control? Wang Zi'an sat next to Song Qianqian, also saw it, and said with a smile.

Song Qianqian's eyes were resentful, we have a good relationship.

In fact, it may not be as good as outsiders see, and it is rare to call so often as tonight.

Song Qianqian wiped her hands so-so and squatted next to the stool.

She slid her finger to answer the button, and didn't pick up the phone, she tilted her head and put her ear to the phone to answer the call.

"Fourth brother, why did you call again, what's the matter with me?" Song Qianqian tilted her head, blinked, and her long eyelashes followed.

Song Shishu's extremely depressed voice immediately came from there: "I'm too lazy to look for you, why do you like to go." I'm looking for my brother-in-law, let my brother-in-law answer the phone. Alas, I feel ashamed in my heart, I can't stand my brother-in-law's encouragement, I am ashamed of him. ”