After two days of tiring travel, coupled with the diving task, Chen Fa was really tossed enough. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I woke up, it was already noon.

"You slept so deadly...... Chen Fa brushed his teeth while looking at himself sleepily in the mirror.

After washing his face, Chen Fa went downstairs directly.

There is actually nothing to do today, Liu Xun has to work overtime today, and Chen Fa doesn't have to go to her.

The reason why he went downstairs was because Chen Fa had to buy a new mobile phone.

The previous mobile phone had been thrown into a trash can somewhere in the magic capital by Chen Fa because of the diving task.

Chen Fa doesn't have any requirements for mobile phones, as long as it is smooth.

Although there is a concept that the better the configuration, the smoother it is, Chen Fa is not a heavy mobile phone user, and he doesn't play games or anything, at most he just installs two news apps.

For 1,000 yuan, Chen Fa purchased a rice smart machine in the mobile business hall outside the community.

"The world is called rice...... Chen Fa took the invoice handed by the waiter, and his face was a little crying and smiling.

The millet in the previous life was like a hand warmer, and the rice in this world should be similar.

Directly in the business hall, Chen Fa put on the SIM card, and walked back with the empty box.

Turning on the phone, Chen Fa looked at the system interface that was strikingly similar to Xiaomi in his previous life, and he felt like a dream.

At this time, the new short messages that were not received before the shutdown are refreshed one by one.

In addition to promoting insurance, in addition to those advertising text messages such as god-level traders, Chen Fa also received text messages from several operators to remind them of incoming calls.

There were three calls that Liu Xun didn't receive last night, and later Chen Fa opened up the voice with Liu Xun on the penguin.

The other two were calls from this morning.

He is the editor-in-chief of Star Poetry Magazine.

Chen Fa directly dialed back.

The call was answered quickly.

"Editor-in-Chief He? Do you have anything to do with me? Chen Fa asked politely.

The manuscript of the new poem was sent to He Dong last night, and the other party should have come for the new poem.

"Old Chen? You're ready to answer the phone...... He is here to apologize! ”

A familiar voice, but an unfamiliar tone.

Chen Fa was stunned.

Old Chen?

What the hell is Old Chen?

What's going on?

Chen Fa was really confused.

The last time I talked to the other party, it was only a few days, and Mr. Chen called Chen Fa a little unnaturally at that time, and this sentence of Mr. Chen directly made Chen Fa almost squirt out a mouthful of salt soda.

Chairman Ho ...... You...... What are you talking about? What is Old Chen? You...... Can you tell me clearly? Chen Fa's mind was full of doubts.

"Old Chen! Don't worry about these little things! The younger generation was called the wrong one on the phone before! Don't you mind! Old Chen, forgive the juniors for their previous offenses! He Dong said hurriedly.

Junior? Messed up with generations?

Chen Fa was stunned.

When did you have a relative surnamed He in your family?

Chairman Ho ...... Are you mistaken? I'm very junior in my family, and I have to call Uncle Sheng, who is more than a decade younger than me......"

"Old Chen, you ...... Do you really have to mind this? ”

Chen was completely dazed.

What is this editor-in-chief, what is he talking about? I don't understand a word!

"Chairman He, can you explain clearly, what is the matter? What is old and old? I'm a crying caterpillar, it's Xiao Chen! ”

He Dong: "That's right, Old Chen! I used to think that it was a bit rash for you to take this pen name, but now it seems that it is a sign of your childishness! ”

Chen Fa: "......"

"It's not...... I said, Editor-in-Chief He, I'm still young...... You call me Chen Lao, what is this? ”

He Dong was about to apologize, but after hearing Chen Fa say this, he hesitated for a while: "You...... You say you're young? ”

"I'm sure I'm young...... Can't you hear the sound? ”

Oh, yes...... His voice sounded like a young man in his twenties. But if you are a young man, can you write a poem like "Once Upon a Time"?

Impossible!

No matter how He Dong thinks, he can't associate "Once Upon a Time" with a young man in his twenties.

Before the call to Ren Lao of the Beijing Daily, the other party also concluded that this poem was made by people of the same era as him.

"That old man, don't talk like this, the younger generation is really scared! You...... Did you use a voice changer? ”

Chen Fa couldn't cry or laugh: "Voice changer? Did you know this? ”

"Sure enough! Old Chen! The juniors apologize to you again here, the previous title is really messing up the seniors, and it is the problem of the juniors. I called you before but it kept turning off, and I thought you were mad at me......"

Listening to the other party's panicked tone, Chen Fa felt mixed in his heart.

If he didn't know the situation before, now he has guessed a half-point.

The reason why the other party made this call, one by one, one by one, and one by one messed up the generation, if nothing else, it should be because of the poem "Once Upon a Time".

"Once Upon a Time" is a poem by Mr. Mu Xin, who was born before the Anti-Japanese War.

The poems are all scenes from the last century, and the contrast between the seemingly slow-paced life and the increasingly fast pace of life today can easily resonate with people.

Modern people can also read the flavor of that era, but it is impossible for modern young people to write about that era so vividly.

Eighty percent are ...... Because of this poem, the other party thought that he was a person of that era.

Chen Fa wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Choosing to submit "Once Upon a Time" as a new poem, Chen Fa also considered this issue.

Because this poem doesn't look like it can be written by young people nowadays.

But he had other thoughts about this poem, so he chose this one.

I didn't expect this misunderstanding.

Chen Fa smiled and shook his head.

You can't blame the editor-in-chief of He for being brainless, and forcibly branding himself as a person of the last century with a poem, but the background of this poem is too deep.

As a professional who has been up and down in the literary circle for so many years, Editor-in-Chief He can identify the age of the poet at a glance, not only because of the other party's "axis", but because of the embodiment of the other party's literary heritage.

"Chairman He, you really misunderstood! I probably know what you're thinking, the song "Once Upon a Time" is indeed true to me, but my age is not the old man you think in your heart. Think about it, how can a person in his eighties or nineties know such things as a voice changer? Chen Fa patiently explained.

After He Dong listened to Chen Fa's words, he was silent for a while.

The other party is ...... It makes sense, don't say that the old man knows what a voice changer is, even when I raised the voice before, it was Xiao Xu from the content department who reminded me that there was a voice changer. Thinking of this, the panic in He Dong's heart turned into an incomparable embarrassment.

An old face, flushed with shame.

This oolong is really wrong!

He Dong swallowed his saliva, and he didn't know how to speak.