"A singer who doesn't want to be a poet is not a good writer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Then I'll just have a song? Zhang Zai was rarely modest. It's just that the effect is not very good, in the more popular words, that is, I know your strengths, you know my depths. Everyone is an acquaintance.

"Come on, come on."

"Hurry up, ink or something." Seeing that Zhang Zai was still hanging people's appetite at this time, fans couldn't sit still. Began to urge.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has a feeling of "Water Tune Song Head"!

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be cold in the heights. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world? Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

"What the hell? So fast? Fans thought it would take a long time for Zhang Zai to compose lyrics, but they didn't expect that they would post it directly. It's as fast as pasting and copying.

"It's like, it can't be a lie. Say, didn't you look for it somewhere else? ”

"Let's check it on the Internet and bring this plagiarism party to justice."

"Huh? How did I not find it. ”

"I didn't find it either. Could it be that he didn't plagiarize? ”

"@温子华. Come out and help us taste it and see if Zhang Zheng is plagiarized. Many netizens thought of Wen Zihua, who participated in the poetry conference with Zhang Zai last time. That's a professor with real materials.

So many people turned their eyes to Wen Zihua and wanted to hear what he had to say.

And Wen Zihua himself had already received the news of Zhang Zai when he sent a microcircle to Zhang Zai, and he lost Zhang Zai at the poetry conference last time, so after coming down, he paid attention to Zhang Zai's microcircle. So after Zhang Zai sent the message, he received a message reminder.

"Good words. The whole article is a good sentence, because of its beautiful artistic conception, rich in philosophy, and emotionally moving, it is a swan song. After thinking about it, although Wen Zihua was not very convinced, as soon as this poem came out, I am afraid that there will be no more Mid-Autumn Festival words.

"Damn, it's really fake. Professor Wen Zihua actually gave such a high evaluation of this poem. Swan song, these two words are not used casually, generally to describe something that has reached the peak, this word will be used. ”

"I think Zhang Zai's writing is very good, especially people have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, it's just amazing."

"What's more, when is the bright moon in front of you, ask the wine to the sky. There is also the last wish that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together. It's a good ethereal feeling. ”

So this song is a swan song. Personally, I very much agree with Professor Wen Zihua's view. ”

"Sure enough, a singer who doesn't want to be a poet is not a good writer. People like Zhang Zai belong to that kind of strength circle fan. No matter how much you don't think about him, people will always come out with the ability to make you stunned and make you confused the whole time. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, what I said upstairs is not wrong at all, that's how I was fascinated by Zhang Zheng."

With this poem, passers-by turned their brains. I don't support Zhao Ritian's wall, so I will obey you. ”

"@张劫, congratulations, from today onwards, you will be my male god." Zhang Zai's water-tune song head, in the circle of people who like literature, directly drew a circle, which circled countless fans.

Of course, the news sent by netizens is invisible. Because after Zhang Zai adjusted the water to sing his hair, he went offline. The phone kept ringing, and Zhang Zai had no intention of chatting about WeChat.

The call was from Luo Shirou. It made Zhang Zai stunned, although he was puzzled, but Zhang Zai still connected the phone.

"Zhang Zai, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." The soft voice sounded again.

"Thank you."

"I'm done filming here. When will you go back to school, I'll treat you to dinner. Luo Shirou was actually worried that Zhang Zai would spread the news when she was filming, and she wanted to call Zhang Zao to remind her, but she couldn't pull her face.

In the crew, I have to worry about Wang Yan every day, so as soon as both sides are tortured, people become haggard. Fortunately, when I returned to school, I didn't find any rumors that were spreading. So Luo Shirou knew that it was Zhang Zai who kept her a secret.

"The day after tomorrow, I'm going to stay at home for a day tomorrow." Zhang Zai thought about it and gave an answer.

"Then you can come back and give me a call. You weren't bullied on the set, right? Zhang Zai did not mention Wang Yan directly, for fear of making Luo Shirou evoke sad memories.

"No, he hasn't spoken to me since the last incident." Luo Shirou thought of this, and she was extremely happy, although there were some small twists and turns in this filming, but she was able to complete the role of the second female once, which was undoubtedly a relatively strong color at the beginning of her acting career.

"Well, it's fine." After chatting for a few sentences, the two hung up.

However, there are more and more people who are blown up by the water tune song head on the Internet. Jiang Ziwen is one of them. When he was notified by his friends, he was admiring the moon with his father and aunts at home, after all, the family was literati. Moon viewing is an elegant activity. Nature is not to be missed.

My grandfather was a professor of literature, and so was my father. Only he is not very good, and now he is just a Chinese teacher.

Despite this, but since he was a child, his literary literacy is also higher than that of ordinary literary workers. At the beginning, when he heard a friend say that there was a Mid-Autumn Festival poem on the Internet, and it was a swan song for the ages, he just smiled disdainfully.

The swan song of the ages, his friend really dares to say it. There is no such thing as a swan song for the ages. If anything, it's just an exaggeration by others for the sake of hype. At least, he doesn't believe that a star in the entertainment industry can say a song that will last for the ages.

But he couldn't stand the admiration of his friends, and he had a trace of curiosity. "Well, let me see how powerful your so-called eternal swan song is." Thinking of this, Jiang Ziwen landed in the microcircle.

Finding the message forwarded by his friend, he clicked on it .......

After a while, Jiang Ziwen came back to his senses, and then there was a constipated expression. Just swore that the words written by a star should not be any better.

But I didn't expect to be slapped in the face by others in an instant. He didn't know if this song was a swan song for the ages, but he could responsibly say that this song was better than all the Mid-Autumn Festival songs he had ever seen. Any song.

"Dad, look at this." Jiang Ziwen brought out the article on the head of the water tune song and put it in front of his father Jiang Li.

"What is this?" He was talking happily with his old father when he saw his son put his phone in front of him. So I asked in some surprise.