Inside the book house.

The old man Qi, who had adjusted his state, looked at the quiet study room and saw that there was no one in the quiet study room, and knew that Zhou had already left.

Qi Wen slowly walked to the desk with his father in his arms, he knew that his father had a habit of writing something to his mother every year on his mother's death day, and burning it to him immediately after writing.

Before the old man Qi walked to the table, he found that the rice paper he had laid out before had been scribbled with a pen instead of a lump of people, who else could do this kind of thing except for Zhou's daughter just now, and he was angry and annoyed for a while.

"Throw it all away. ”

This set of four treasures of the study room is his favorite set, but it has been used by others, and Old Man Qi feels that it has been tarnished, and he doesn't want to take another look.

"Dad, this seems to be, it's not graffiti......"

Qi Wen tilted his head and frowned, trying hard to make out what was on the paper.

"It's not graffiti, it's not poetry!"

As soon as Old Man Qi heard this, his temper immediately came up.

"It seems to be really poetry...... Jiang, Jiang Chengzi, Night Dream, how come I have never heard of this brand name. ”

Under the influence of Old Master Qi, Qi Wen is now a professor of history at the university, and his sister Qi Xuan is also a professor of Chinese at another university.

Although poetry is not Qi Wen's area of expertise, he thinks he is quite well-informed, but he can't remember where this Jiang Chengzi came from.

Qi Wen carefully identified it before he slowly read:

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. ”

As soon as the first sentence came out, Old Man Qi was stunned as if he had been clicked on an acupuncture point, and Qi Wen hurriedly stepped forward and shouted Dad with concern.

"Go on. ”

Old Man Qi said in a deep voice.

"Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.

It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka.

Give it to the old man. ”

After reading the whole chapter, Qi Wen found that his father had his back to him, so he stood stupidly and didn't move, and hurriedly took three steps and two steps to take a look, and the old father was already in tears.

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable...... How to forget!"

Old Man Qi muttered to himself like he was stupid, saying that he couldn't hold back the whole person, and he actually cried loudly.

The husband didn't flick when he had tears, but before he reached the sad place, Qi Wen couldn't imagine that his father, who had been strong all his life, would be broken by a poem at this moment, and sat on the ground and cried loudly regardless of his image.

"Dad. ”

Qi Wen had the heart to convince him, but when he thought of his mother who had been away for ten years, tears flowed down his eyes.

It took a long time for the old man Qi to come to his senses, and stood up tremblingly under Qi Wen's support, walked to the table and stretched out his hand to rub the "graffiti", for a while, he leaned his crutches aside, and then carefully picked up the fat brother's "Mobao", rolled it up carefully, poured out a pair of his most proud words from the calligraphy tube, and put this "graffiti" into it.

Seeing that his father cherished this "graffiti" so much, Qi Wen was also very grateful to Zhou Ran in his heart, but he was a university professor, where could there be the contact information of a big star like Zhou Ran, so he had to thank him silently in his heart.

…………

Since the launch of the qualifying module in "Honor of Kings", players have lost two points of comfort in their matchups, and it is obvious that everyone is beginning to care about the outcome of the game.

But because the game has not been open for a long time, most of the games can only be described as rookies pecking each other, and it is still rare to show off the audience, fat brother is not talented, although he has never been a king before, but Xingyao is also a master, he feels it is necessary to open an open class to teach everyone how to play the glory of kings correctly.

"Recently, I watched the video of the glory of kings, I was anxious in my eyes, I think it is necessary to give you a science popularization of the correct way to open the glory of kings, so we invited a top master of the glory of kings, at half past 7 o'clock tonight, the live broadcast room will be seen and dispersed, room number 88888. ”

Fat brother's Weibo instantly exploded countless king players, and they left messages on the following posts:

"This game is too difficult, which is 5V5, it is clearly 1V9!"

"If it's a coincidence, your teammates think so too. ”

"The master invited by the fat brother is the diamond player with the highest rank in the qualifying match, does you have a hand?"

"Is it the only one who thinks this room number is good?"

"Isn't this the room number of the fat brother, he won't be ready to go into battle in person. ”

"Will he be willing to hire someone for that pick-and-search?" I bet it's himself!"

"Come on, come on, buy and leave, fat brother will live broadcast tonight three consecutive kneeling one to five, five consecutive kneeling one to three, ten consecutive kneeling one to 0.1 ha!"

"What kind of bullshit is this upstairs, this is too special to know the fat brother!"

When netizens were happily ridiculing the fat brother, this guy was still explaining his unexpected live broadcast behavior to Zhao Qizhi.

"Why don't you broadcast live?Is it embarrassing to lose?"

The fat brother was puzzled by the phone.

"It's not good after all. ”

Zhao Qizhi on the other end of the phone said.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, your idea is very dangerous! We have to come from the masses and go to the masses, and how can we hang ourselves high and hold ourselves high when we have achieved a little success?"

The fat brother understood what Zhao Qizhi meant, in his opinion, "Glory of Kings" is really like a king, crushing all the way with an invincible attitude, but just when everyone was attacking the city, the big boss ran out again and was embarrassed, giving him the illusion that Xinghuo was kicked off the altar by this uncompetitive boss.

"Then, that fat brother, you must fight hard!"

Zhao Qizhi didn't dare to fight with the fat brother, so he could only express his heart like this.

"Okay, okay, hang up if it's okay, I'm going to cook. ”

After speaking, the fat brother hung up the phone impatiently.

Who said brother is a technology anchor? Dude, I've always been an entertainment anchor, okay?

At 7:20 p.m., in order to watch the live broadcast of the top master, Wu Di never watched the live broadcast, and he deliberately placed a live broadcast software, so he didn't need to look for it.

Now there are many artists who can't get enough to eat will choose to start a live broadcast, but they still have to buy drafts and find ways to attract fans by themselves, looking at the whole country, the only person who must be on the homepage as soon as the broadcast starts is Fat Brother, this seems to have become a customary rule between him and the live broadcast platform, and other anchors who are scheduled to the homepage have to make room for Fat Brother, anyway, no one will watch it if they broadcast it themselves.

Wu Di entered the live broadcast room and found that the current number of people online displayed in the upper left corner was more than five million, Wu Di didn't know how much water was in this online number, and he didn't know that the live broadcast platform was busy for the live broadcast of Fat Brother at this time.

"Why is the server just added to the upper limit again!"

"The number of people is still increasing, hurry up and take over the super server!"

"It's only more than six million, how can it be so stuck!"

"Are you stupid, aren't you? This is the fat brother's live broadcast, a real six million online, do you think it's a watered anchor!"

When the sailors were chattering in the live broadcast room, the screen lit up......

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