Zhang Yueqi is a fan of Wu Huai, not to mention his black history for several years, he can be regarded as a senior one.

When she was very young, she fell in love with Wu Huai, who was about the same age as herself, handsome, clever and cute on TV.

At that time, there was no TV series starring Wu Huai that she hadn't watched.

is a little older, Zhang Yueqi's vision has improved, but Wu Huai's acting skills have not improved, which has produced a fierce contradiction.

With the mentality of hating iron and not steel, Zhang Yueqi was promoted to a glorious black fan, and incarnated as a 'pistachio' to continue to accompany Wu Huai.

Seven or eight years have passed, and she has also been admitted to the university, and black Wuhuai has become her daily check-in activity......

Until a few days ago, she saw "Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow" starring Wu Huai, and was immediately amazed by Wu Huai's performance in the play.

Zhang Yueqi had a feeling of 'he's back'...... Finally, after so many years in vain, Wu Huai finally found himself.

So she switched camps without any psychological obstacles and became one of Wu Huai's most active fans again.

On this day, Zhang Yueqi came to Wu Huai's scarf to check in and leave a message as usual, and just wanted to close the webpage after leaving a message, but suddenly saw that he had sent a new scarf.

clicked on it, and it turned out to be a poem.

"The wind and rain in front of the mountain are dusk, and the mountains come and go with clouds. There are several villages in the sound of partridges, and Xiaoxiang meets the old people.

Waving a feather fan, a whole towel, and a juvenile saddle horse dust. Now he is emaciated and endowed with souls, and the Confucian crown is more misplaced. 」

Although Zhang Yueqi is not a student of the Chinese Department, she can still see that this is a very charming poem.

"I can't see that Wu Huai is quite literary!" Zhang Yueqi smiled and typed the first sentence on the search network, wanting to see what this word meant.

But to her surprise, she couldn't find any information about this word on the search network.

Zhang Yueqi reluctantly typed the second and third sentences, but also couldn't find any related words, not even similar ones.

"No......" Zhang Yueqi opened her mouth slightly, in disbelief, "Could it be that this poem is original by Wu Huai?"

Zhang Yueqi clicked on the comments on this Weibo, and there are already fans leaving messages in the back!

"Haha, it's quite a fan, what's the name of the word?"

"Wu Huai is so literary, haha, when will the new work come out, I'm in a bit anxious. ”

"Huaihuai is also a lover of ancient poetry, yes, yes, a good boy. ”

……

Zhang Yueqi saw that they didn't get to the point, so she left a message: "You haven't found it, can't you search for this word on the Internet?

Zhang Yueqi mentioned it, and someone responded soon.

"Damn, I really can't find it on the Internet, which big guy made this word?"

"It's really fake, and there are still words that can't be found on the Internet?

"Is there a big guy translating what this word means? ”

This word refers to the natural background of the coincidental encounter with the deceased, the dimly lit mountain village, the sparse residents, and the cold atmosphere.

Xia Que is looking back on the career of the young Rong horse, the lupine scarf, the demeanor is chic, the saddle horse gallops, I wanted to make a contribution, but I ended up in a miserable state......

The tone is low, the feelings are poignant, and the charm is profound, it is indeed a rare masterpiece!"

A netizen who is certified as a student of the Chinese Department of Wuhan University named "Xingge" responded.

"The upstairs guy is awesome, ask where it comes from. ”

"I don't know where I come from. Xingge responded, which aroused the curiosity of netizens.

"@吴淮, come out quickly, tell us which ancient book this is from, why is there no word on the Internet?"

"Could it be a poem composed by Wu Huai himself?" someone speculated.

"Impossible, if there is such a level, what kind of actor is it, isn't it good to be a great writer?"

But soon, Wu Huai came out to respond.

"It's the title of an original novel, original, thank you for your love!" he shamelessly took the poem for himself.

The reaction from fans was unanimous.

"No way, I don't believe you have such talent!"

"I don't believe it, you must be bragging. ”

"If you wrote this poem, then I am a poet immortal. ”

"Didn't you say that there are still original novels, send them out for us to identify!"

"Let's use saliva to drown the shameless Wu Huai, I'm phew. ”

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

……

In the face of a lot of saliva from fans, Wu Huai is not in a hurry, this is exactly the effect he wants to achieve, only by mobilizing their emotions can his novels be able to have attention!

Fans don't really dislike him, most of them are playful complaints.

He waited until more than eight o'clock in the evening to send out nearly 10,000 words in the first chapter of the sorted out "Langya Bang".

"Langya Bang"

Chapter I

The imperial capital of the Great Liang Dynasty in Jinling.

The treasure Tianhua King is steaming, even the city gate here is different from other places, it is extraordinarily majestic and solid, in the endless flow of people entering the city, a carriage with green canopy and double wheels is inconspicuously sandwiched in it, swaying slowly, and stopping at a place several feet away from the city gate.

The curtain of the car was lifted for a month, and the young man in white clothes and a clear face got out of the car and walked a few steps, raised his head and stared at the word "Jinling" above the city gate.

The two knights who were walking in front of the carriage noticed something strange behind them, looked back, turned their horses' heads together, and galloped over.

These two are both aristocratic sons, and they are dressed about the same age, and the one who ran in front of them was asking from a distance: "Brother Su, what's wrong with you?"

Mei Changsu didn't answer, he still maintained the posture of looking up at the city gate, his expression was still, his hair was blown by the wind, and a few traces were scattered on his pale cheeks, making the whole person reveal a deep vicissitudes and sadness.

……」

As soon as Wu Huai's first chapter came out, his fans exploded all at once.

They thought that Wu Huai just copied a poem from somewhere to pretend to be forced, but they didn't expect that he actually wrote an original novel, and it didn't look bad!

"Fake, right...... Wu Huai really wrote a novel?"

"I'm really good-looking, Wu Huai, are you going to change careers?"

"Am I a fan of a fake idol? What kind of are you doing?"

"At this time, only the word 'slot' can describe the feeling in my heart......"

"Shocked! Could it be that the poem was really written by Wu Huai?"

"What's the next plot, I always feel that this Mei Changsu is a person with a lot of stories!"

"Ask for more! Ask for more!"

"Change careers, Ahuai, I think you have a better future in writing novels!"

……

Wu Huai didn't pay attention to it anymore after sending this 10,000-character chapter.

At present, only his more than 10,000 fans have seen the novel "Langya Bang".

Because it is real, these fans are very active, and the number of comments has reached thousands, some are still skeptical, and some are shocked by his talent......

But in any case, "Langya Bang" is off to a good start......