Chapter 67: The Second Idol

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Han Mo sent Xuanxuan to kindergarten and went to the company alone.

In the past, even on weekends, Meng Si would call Han Mo to communicate, and he had to make many calls a day, but this weekend, Meng Si didn't make a single call, which was very inconsistent with Meng Si's character.

Before he walked to Meng Si's office, Han Mo saw the little assistant holding his mobile phone and looking at it, and his mouth was still vibrating, as if he was reading something.

Han Mo walked behind him, but the little assistant didn't notice it, and turned around suddenly to see Han Mo startled.

"Hey, Brother Han, you're scared me to death, Mr. Meng went to a meeting, and now he's not here, and he'll be back in a while. ”

Han Mo let out a light "um", and glanced at the screen of the little assistant's mobile phone, "What are you looking at?" Han Mo only saw the icon on the page, which was from the space-time forum, so he asked casually.

The little assistant thought that Han Mo didn't care about this, so he didn't take the initiative to say it, but in fact, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to find someone to share. Hearing Han Mo take the initiative to ask, his eyes lit up with excitement, "I'm reading a hot post on the space-time forum, do you know the space-time forum?" The assistant knew that Han Mo didn't care about gossip, but he wasn't sure if he paid attention to these forums.

Of course Han Mo knew, nodded slightly, and said lightly, "I know." ”

After hearing these two words, the assistant said excitedly, "Great." Then he brought the mobile phone screen to Han Mo, "Brother Han, I saw a poem in the forum yesterday, it's too good, I won't tell you, my little brother I am also a poetry lover, but my literary literacy is limited, and I definitely can't write it, but there is absolutely no problem with appreciation." ”

Han Mo glanced at the screen, and the assistant showed him the post of yesterday's poetry competition.

The assistant slid the page down a bit, and said with a serious face, "Brother Han, you are first-class in singing and writing, but you definitely don't understand poetry, but I understand, this is a good work, I know it at a glance." ”

Han Mo nodded in agreement.

After being recognized, the little assistant opened the chatterbox mode, "Our poetry has reached a bottleneck period, there has been no breakthrough in these years, and some award-winning works are not good in my opinion, but this poem, the first time I saw it last night, I was deeply attracted by him, and it deserves to be the most modern poetry in the past two years." ”

Han Mo looked at the title of the poem and didn't speak.

"Brother Han, look at this poem. Hey, why don't you do that, I'll read it to you?" As a senior single dog, the little assistant has read aloud to the computer screen many times last night, and he is almost able to memorize it, but there is no living person to enjoy with him, and today he finally met someone who can speak, and it seems that the other party is not disgusted with him, and he must seize this opportunity.

Han Mo was a little helpless, but he didn't have anything to do now, so he went with him, "Read it." ”

The little assistant just asked tentatively, but he didn't expect that a cold Han Mo would really agree to listen to his recitation, so he hurriedly took a step back excitedly, put on a posture of recitation, coughed twice and cleared his throat, and the recitation began.

"From tomorrow, be a happy person, feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world...... I just want to face the sea and bloom in spring. ”

Han Mo's expression was indifferent and he listened to the little assistant finish reciting this poem, and the reading was really good, and it could be seen that he must have read it at least ten times to have such proficiency.

After the little assistant finished reciting, he took a pose and paused for a moment before he put away his hand and ran to Han Mo.

"Brother Han, how is it?"

"Well, that's good. ”

The little assistant knew in his heart that Han Mo might not have studied much poetry, and continued, "This poem is called "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" The author is called the Royal Horse Knight, have you heard of it?"

Han Mo shook his head slightly, "I haven't heard of it." ”

He sighed a little disappointedly, "I guess you haven't heard of it either, even I haven't heard it before, but it is said that I wrote two fairy tale books, children's books I don't understand, but the poems are really well written." ”

Han Mo didn't gnaw anymore, so he watched the little assistant talk to himself, took out every word and sentence to interpret and analyze, and then showed Han Mo the comments of netizens on the poem.

Yesterday, Han Mo didn't pay much attention to the comments when he posted the poem to the forum, and he didn't look at the number of votes cast by netizens later, and at this moment when he saw the assistant's mobile phone, he knew that yesterday's song "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" had the highest number of votes, and it was also reprinted on the homepage of the space-time forum, and the cumulative number of top posts has exceeded 10,000, and some people have published some articles in the forum before, but the poem is more niche after all, and it is different from some appreciative American texts, and it is already very good to have such a result in one night.

However, Han Mo felt that this poem deserved such a result, and he was not very surprised.

The little assistant was not surprised to see Han Mo, as if he wanted to further prove his vision and the charm of this poem, and continued, "Look at Weike. He exited the page of the space-time forum and clicked into his WeChat account.

It turns out that this poem has been forwarded to Weike by netizens, and unlike the forum, Weike has a large circulation, and a poem can be forwarded by countless people just after uploading, and the influence covers a wider area.

"This poem was the first one I forwarded to Weike, you look at the numbers here. The assistant pointed to the number of reprints displayed under his micro-customer, and a row of small characters said 20,000. He was a little proud, and said with a smile, "This is just reposted from me, not counting the second time it was forwarded after it was forwarded." ”

Han Mo glanced at the top few comments under the micro-guest reprinted by the little assistant.

"I've reprinted modern poetry again, although I don't understand poetry, but today's one must be praised. ”

"Please tell me the name of the Horse Knight, I'm going to fan him. ”

"I really didn't expect that today's poets can write such good verses, buddy helped you reprint it. ”

Although the little assistant is only Meng Si's assistant, the friends in the micro-guest are also people in the circle, and many of the things they see have been forwarded, and the spread of this poem is very fast.

He told Han Mo with great interest about his love for this poem, "Brother Han, you know, you are my first idol, the songs you wrote are so touching, this horse knight is my second idol, and his poems also touch my heart." After speaking, he sighed softly, "Hey, it would be nice if I could meet the knight of the horse." ”

Han Mo didn't speak, but just pulled the corners of his mouth cooperatively.

"What are you doing?" Meng Si's voice suddenly came.

The little assistant saw that the boss was coming, and quickly put the phone back, "No, it's just to show Brother Han a poem." ”

Meng Si laughed twice as he walked to the desk, "Oh, you kid still reads poetry." ”

The little assistant scratched the hair on the back of his head embarrassedly, smiled and didn't speak, and stepped aside.

Meng Si doesn't care much about poetry, he has more important things, "I'll tell you a good news, just now the people from Apple TV told me that the ratings of Looking for a Good Voice last Saturday were the highest in the same time period, especially when Han Mo sang, the ratings broke the record since the show was broadcast, and what is more interesting is that the ratings are still strong when it is rebroadcast." I guess there are some people who haven't seen Han Mo sing, so I'll watch it when I replay it. ”