Hua Yu looked a little embarrassed, and then looked at the two people, his face was a little dark, and he shouted loudly: "Laugh at the fart!" Neurotic! ”

However, it didn't lead much, and the two people laughed even more happily. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hua Yu glanced at the two of them, looked directly at Ding Feng in front of him, flickered at Ding Feng's eyes, and said straightly: "Ding Feng, your two poems are very good, have you ever considered putting them in the "Poetry Magazine" for publication?" ”

Ding Feng was slightly stunned, looked at Hua Yu a little strangely, and asked Hua Yu: "Poetry Magazine?" ”

Hua Yu nodded and said: "That's right, it's "Poetry Magazine", the most popular poetry publication in the country, I think if your "Yellow Crane Tower" and "Shangshan Morning Journey" are published in "Poetry Magazine", it will definitely cause a great sensation." ”

Ding Feng hesitated for a moment, to be honest, he didn't have the idea of becoming popular yet, he wrote online articles before, but it was completely hidden behind the scenes, and no one knew his true identity.

But published in "Poetry Magazine", it is completely standing in the foreground, then it is completely set foot in the literary circle, and he is now half a foot in, but after all, it is not a real identity.

And he knows that he will inevitably set foot in the future, but he is not ready to set foot in the literary circle now.

And he also knows what a sensation these two poems will cause when they are released, and his exposure will also soar, and he is not ready to go to the foreground now.

Hua Yu also saw Ding Feng's hesitation, smiled slightly, looked at Ding Feng and said, "It's okay, you can think about it for a while." ”

Ding Feng nodded and said, "I'll think about it for a while, and I'll give you an answer after a while." ”

Hua Yu snorted, and Ding Feng continued: "Then I'll go first." ”

The three of them nodded, Ding Feng said goodbye, and walked towards the direction of the bedroom.

And the three of them glanced at each other, looking at Ding Feng's figure getting farther and farther away, there was a trace of melancholy in his eyes, Professor Ouyang sighed secretly and said, "The future is terrifying, hasn't the principal replied?" ”

Hua Yu glanced at his mobile phone and said, "It's not occupied yet, and this meeting is a bit long." ”

"Well, okay." Professor Ouyang nodded, then looked at the two of them, and said, "Then let's go drink and celebrate, such a genius has fallen into our school, and it is really a great joy!" ”

"Haha, yes! Old fellow, I'm going to have to pour you down today! Li Kehua patted Professor Ouyang on the shoulder and laughed loudly.

Professor Ouyang's face was full of disdain, and he looked at Li Kehua and said a little ridiculously: "Just you? See if I don't you down! Don't vomit and diarrhea again at that time, and you have to be helped by someone to go home! ”

As for Hua Yu, he held his forehead helplessly, shook his head secretly, and thought in his heart with some distress: "These two old guys, why did they start again...... I just want not to drink with two people at that time, don't drink again, it's a shame to be all drunk, it's really embarrassing. ”

Hua Yu thought of the last time the two of them drank together, and in the end, neither of the two people was convinced, and the two people who drank in the end were completely like a puddle of soft mud.

Subsequently, the two of them were arguing all the way, and Hua Yu on the side was helpless, and slowly walked to the tavern outside the school, asked for a private room, and began to drink.

However, at this moment, Ding Feng walked on the way back to the dormitory, where he was thinking about whether to publish his two ancient poems on the "Poetry Magazine", and he was a little uncertain for a while.

"That's it, let's plan for a few more days, after all, there will be a game in half a month, and at that time, it's not too late to talk about it."

Ding Feng shook his head, a little helpless for a while.

However, at this time, the mobile phone also rang, and when I opened it, it was a message sent to me by the stars who had not contacted me for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Ding Feng asked Xingchen with some doubts, after all, there is nothing important, and this Xingchen will not come to him.

And these days, I have also been updating my stability, and I haven't missed any more, broken or anything.

"Your collection is now broken by 350,000, and the number of words has also exceeded 300,000, and it's time for me to put it on the shelves."

Ding Feng was slightly stunned, he forgot about this matter, he hadn't paid too much attention to this matter, but at this moment, Xingchen reminded himself that he had discovered this problem for a while.

"On the shelves...... All right. Ding Feng shrugged his shoulders and didn't care too much, if for others, being on the shelf is equivalent to being on the guillotine, but for him, on the shelf? There is nothing to fear.

Looking at Ding Feng's salty and non-trivial answer, the star felt a little bit of gnashing of teeth for a moment.

She felt a little angry, this is on the shelf! Countless authors are making nightmares on the shelves! And not on the recommendation! This broken sky is not in a hurry at all?

Xingchen felt a little confused, although it was said that before "Panlong" was put on the shelves, the potential that erupted was indeed amazing, but after it was put on the shelves, it was not necessarily possible not to hit the streets.

Many works have been, before they were put on the shelves, the momentum was unlimited, but when they were put on the shelves, they fell directly to death, and they couldn't set off half a wave.

"You!" Xingchen gritted his teeth and typed, "This is on the shelf!" Do you know if you can use dim sew? Seriously? ”

"On the shelves, I know, and I'm serious about it."

Ding Feng rolled his eyes, and then continued, "Anla, Anla, when will it be on the shelves?" ”

Ding Feng's tone did not show the slightest nervousness, and asked directly to Xingchen.

"Zero o'clock tonight, by the way, I remind you, your wireless end, zero o'clock also appeared at the same time, it seems that there are some problems on the wireless side, you have to pay attention."

Xingchen suddenly said to Ding Feng.

Ding Feng frowned slightly, and asked, "What's wrong with the wireless end?" ”

"I don't know, it looks like there's a dispute on the wireless side, you'd better pay attention."

"yes, I see." Ding Feng's brows were tightly furrowed, something happened to the wireless terminal? If it was a trivial matter, Xingchen would not have reminded himself so deliberately, but now......

Ding Feng touched his chin, and then shook his head, "What are you afraid of, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it." ”

A faint smile appeared on Ding Feng's face, but in his heart, when Xingchen said those words, there was always a haze that could not be touched.

He has a feeling that tonight's shelves may not be too peaceful!