However, what makes netizens even more aggrieved is that Wang Huan has no idea what is currently happening on the Internet.

If Wang Huan deliberately wrote so many poems and prose in front of everyone, they could still scold him openly. However, Wang Huan didn't mean this at all, he just wanted to give Qiqi a Valentine's Day gift that was very different from others on Valentine's Day, and he didn't even want the public to know these poems.

So, fundamentally.

Netizens are all self-inflicted.

You will not live!

"If God gave me another chance to do it all over again, I would definitely not watch the live broadcast of Qiqi. ”

"My heart hurts, what kind of hole did I dig for myself?"

"This Valentine's Day, I was completely depressed. ”

“......”

Countless netizens began to blame themselves.

Of course, there are also quite a few excited people.

There is blazing in everyone's eyes.

Qu Mingfeng couldn't have imagined that Wang Huan not only took out so many poems, but even read out two articles that were enough to shake the literary world: "The Story of Yueyang Tower" and "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion".

He let out a long sigh and said, "If good poetry can make people famous, then an essay dedicated to the praise of the pavilion can make the building and the place where it is located famous all over the world." Both articles are really good articles with deep cultural and historical significance. On the Yueyang Tower, the literati who sighed at the melancholy of 'the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world'. On the Pavilion of King Teng, enjoy the peerless scenery of 'the falling glow and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky'. What a yearning for a literati or a tourist? Even after listening to these two articles, I felt the urge to visit the two buildings, let alone others. Obviously, with the fame of these two articles, Yueyang Tower and Tengwang Pavilion are afraid that they will really enter the ranks of the top famous buildings in China in the future. ”

Wan Xiwen echoed: "One prose, one prose." Compared to the ten or hundred poems of those literati, the leaders of the two places are estimated to have their jaws laughing. Regardless of their cultural value, it is estimated that the subsequent tourism value of the two places cannot be measured in monetary terms. ”

Pomodoro Table.

Cheng Bing, who has always had a bright tongue and a lotus flower, has always been the keynote speaker of various ancient texts, poems and songs, but at this moment he rarely stammered.

Two ancient texts!

Two ancient texts that are enough to make the entire Chinese literati look sideways!

He couldn't describe the excitement and shock in his heart in words.

The director's excited voice sounded in the headset again: "Lao Cheng, focus on your mind, the ratings have risen sharply, my God, this late night, the ratings of a literary forum can soar, and it is almost 0.5% of the ratings, this is incredible, Wang Huan's influence is too great, right?"

Cheng Bing gestured, tried to calm his heart, and continued to explain seriously.

However, he was secretly determined in his heart, he was ready to spare a week in Taili, and he would re-explain all the ancient texts written by Wang Huan tonight in the next week.

When the outside world is boiling.

Riverside.

Wang Huan and Qiqi were still sitting side by side on the river embankment, and the cold wind blowing from the river did not make the two of them feel cold, but their hearts became hotter and hotter.

"The sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky...... It's a beautiful picture. ”

Qiqi was intoxicated in his eyes, and he couldn't help but praise it. A scene of the setting sun seemed to emerge in front of her eyes, shining and sparkling, which made people fascinated.

At this time, Xiao Nizi suddenly sighed: "Senior, I forgot to record your poems and prose just now." What if I don't remember it?"

Wang Huan smiled: "Don't be afraid, if you want to listen to it in the future, I can read it to you at any time." ”

Qiqi nodded obediently: "Hmm." ”

The night is getting darker.

The river wind slowly became bigger, and Wang Huan couldn't help but tighten his clothes when he saw Qiqi, so he stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Qiqi. This time Qiqi didn't struggle, but his face blushed slightly, and he leaned his head on Wang Huan's shoulder.

The two of them didn't say a word, feeling the silence and beauty of this moment.

After a long time.

Wang Huancai said softly: "Qiqi, happy Valentine's Day." ”

Qiqi responded: "Senior, happy Valentine's Day." ”

This moment.

Needless to say.

Since June last year, Wang Huan has hardly taken a few days off in the past six months, and it can be said that he has been running around and busy. At this moment, looking at the quiet and dark river in front of me, I felt the warmth of Qiqi. His heart gradually calmed down, his heart was extremely peaceful, and he enjoyed the rare time in front of him.

I don't know how long I sat there.

Just when the mind is empty.

An emotionless voice sounded in my head.

[Given that the host has reached its peak in poetry, prose is slightly involved.] After comprehensive evaluation, congratulations to the host and the completion of the honor of junior writer. 】

[Because the host reaches the junior literary level, four books from the parallel world will be rewarded: "The Siege" and "Torrent Trilogy" ("Home", "Spring", "Autumn)"]

？？？

When Wang Huan heard the sound of the system, he was stunned for a while, and he didn't react at all.

He didn't do anything, how could he suddenly complete the honor of a junior writer?

Can you still get honor by sitting here quietly?

Wrong!

What does it mean that poetic achievement has reached its peak?

He was slightly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly looked at his prestige.

The next moment I was dumbfounded.

[Congratulations to the host for earning 50,000 Fame]

[Congratulations to the host for earning 60,000 Fame]

[Congratulations to the host for earning 30,000 Fame]

[Congratulations to the host for earning 100,000 Fame]

He had seen the system's reputation skyrocketing at a terrifying rate, something he had only seen a few times in the past, such as when Harry Potter was released worldwide.

"I didn't do anything, where did all this prestige come from?"

Wang Huan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

His abnormal reaction immediately aroused Qiqi's idea, and Qiqi raised his head and said in surprise: "Senior, what's wrong?"

Wang Huan took a deep breath and said with a smile: "It's okay, Qiqi, it's late at night, why don't we go back?"

At this moment, all the romance was left behind him, and he couldn't wait to go back and see what was going on, and how his reputation could suddenly skyrocket.

"Hmm. ”

Qiqi nodded.

The two stood up and prepared to return to the Demon City.

Qiqi took out her phone from her pocket, she wanted to see what time it was.

Just glanced at it, Qiqi froze in place, and everyone was stunned.

"What's wrong? Qiqi?"

Wang Huan asked.

Qiqi raised his head blankly and looked at Wang Huan: "Learn...... Senior, I seem to have forgotten to turn off the live broadcast. ”

(End of chapter)