"System system, what's the use of this prophecy skill?" Chen Fa hurriedly asked. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hello host, the non-honor point rewards for side quests are randomly generated, and the specific effect can only be known after you complete the quest and get the reward. ”

Well, don't ask, right?

Prophecy ......

Chen Fa looked at the three words on the panel and was stunned.

He was ready to take on the task.

Just about to participate in the activity of Yutang Star Music, there is a related task here, and there is no reason not to accept it at all.

In terms of prophecy, what Chen Fa thought of in his mind was predicting the future.

Bungee jumping has previously obtained a skill to see the future, but according to the system, the object of this skill is random, although it can be specified to see any point in time within a month, but what you see cannot be controlled, which is equivalent to something chicken, and this skill can only be used once.

But prophecy is a permanent skill.

At least based on the name, it's true that the skill should be used to predict the future.

After figuring it out, Chen Fa did not hesitate and directly chose to accept the task.

"Hello host! You have accepted a side quest and are new to the music scene!

The system's prompt sounds, and the beginner quest in the side quest list disappears and appears in the quest details section.

The description in the quest details is the same as the description of the quest in the side quest list, and there is nothing more.

Maybe singers, some first-line singers are not sure to make a song popular, but Chen Fa is full of confidence.

After receiving the task, Chen Fa closed the virtual panel and signed up for Yutang Star Music on the event page of the browser.

After completing this, Chen Fa directly turned off the computer.

What song to use to participate in the first singing session, Chen Fa already has a score in his heart.

Nothing was said all night.

……

Early the next morning.

He Dong came to the office early, and after turning on the computer, He Dong put on his glasses.

A middle-aged man on the desk next to He Dong greeted with a smile: "Why did you come so early? Today you should find a caterpillar to get a manuscript, the last issue of the poem "Seeing and Not Seeing" has a great response in the reader's evaluation, and this issue of poetry cannot be without a caterpillar! But I'm curious, what is the real age of the caterpillar?"

He Dong smiled, put the steamed bun soy milk he bought downstairs on his desk, and replied while logging into his mailbox: "Old Fang, don't say it, I can really tell you that the caterpillar should be a young man, and I talked to him last time." But what surprised me a little was that I invited him to join the Writers' Association in the name of the Writers' Association, but this kid refused. ”

"Haha, the invitation of the vice chairman of the Handong Provincial Writers Association will also be refused, Lao He, is this also considered that you have met an opponent?"

He Dong coughed embarrassedly: "Ahem, what's that? Young people have young people's thoughts......

As soon as he opened his email, He Dong saw a new email from the email address where Chen had submitted his manuscript.

"Yo, I don't need to go to him again, the manuscript for this issue has already been sent to me. Lao Fang, let's come and have a look!"

"Oh, I'd like to see his new work. This kid is indeed talented, and these two poems can be called phenomenal works in modern poetry!" Old Fang put down the document in his hand and walked to He Dong's side.

"I sent it last night, and this kid is quite punctual. He Dong smiled and clicked in.

"Once upon a time?" He Dong was a little puzzled, he didn't understand what the title of the poem meant.

Although he was puzzled, He Dong still opened his mouth and read it.

Poetry is inherently used for recitation, turning words into words, and allowing for a deeper appreciation of poetry.

Lao Fang didn't look at the screen either, and quietly listened to He Dong's reading.

"I remember when I was a teenager,

Sincerely,

Say a word is a sentence.

Early morning train station,

The long street is dark and without pedestrians,

A small shop selling soy milk is steaming.

The old days have slowed down,

Cars, horses, and mail are slow,

There is only enough to love one person in a lifetime.

The old lock is beautiful, too,

The key is beautiful and beautiful,

If you lock it up, people will understand. ”

After a while, He Dong and Lao Fang looked at each other.

He ...... Is it really a young man?" said the old man with a look of disbelief.

"The old days have slowed down...... Cars, horses, and mail are slow, and a lifetime ...... It's only enough to love someone......" He Dong whispered again, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of Lao Fang.

The poem ...... "something strange about the old side."

"Lao He, this poem is written as a mark of the times...... But in this era, it shouldn't be written by the caterpillar of the young man in your mouth. The old man muttered.

If He Dong was sure that the caterpillar was a young man before, after reading this poem, he had already denied this idea in his heart.

"I was ...... You still call him Xiao Chen...... This ...... "He Dong's face is blue and purple."

"It seems that Lao He, you are not an opponent, but an incognito senior, I said why would someone directly refuse your invitation to join the association with the Writers' Association......" Lao Fang touched his chin: "Although this song used to be slow is a little different from the style before the caterpillar, it ...... The language in this verse is still extremely simple, and it can still hit the heart with every word. ”

"There is only enough to love one person in a lifetime...... Yes, in those days, there were no mobile phones, no text messages, and no Internet. That era......" Lao Fang seemed to recall the past, and ripples rippled on his face.

"No...... I had to call and apologize. To be able to write such a masterpiece, and to be able to reach such a level of understanding of that era, it will definitely not be the young man I thought I was before!" He Dong hesitated for a long time and made a decision.

"I have to call and say, Lao He, you and I have been in the literary world for so many years, who do you say can write such a poem?" asked Lao Fang with a frown.

"The feeling of this poem has a taste of 'May Fourth' new literature, not to mention the people of that era, even if it is imitated later, then Mr. Chen's age should be the same era as Ren Lao. He Dong speculated.

"Which Ren Lao?"

"The old man of "Beijing Daily" ......"

"You mean Mr. Ren Yan, the old head of the Literature Department of Beijing University?"

He Dong nodded: "Yes, I still have to call Ren Lao, because Ren Lao has subscribed to our poetry magazine, and he has seen the poem "Seeing and Not Seeing" before, and later transferred this poem to the Beijing Daily. His old man was also very interested in this crying caterpillar. ”

Lao Fang nodded, glanced at the poems on the screen, and then said with a smile: "Lao He, when you bought breakfast just now, was the steamed bun shop downstairs steaming?"

He Dong shook his head with a smile, and re-watched the song "Once Upon a Time", with a look of emotion.

……