After dinner, Tang Zui helped his mother clean up the dishes and chopsticks, then returned to the bedroom, wrote two chapters of the novel, and the time was already half past ten in the evening, he turned off the computer, and then went to bed, and chatted with the spirit of the fire:

"Xiaoxin, how many fans do I have now?"

"What's the matter, boss, you want to buy something?"

"yes, after all, your system has also been upgraded, so I have to cheer up, right?"

"Hehe, boss, this, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold my show now, because you have too few fans now!"

"No, it won't! The program I host has such a high listening rate, how can there be no fan value! ”

"Boss, you only spent 40 million fans yesterday to upgrade the system, and if you have any exposure today, the fan value will naturally be much less."

"Oh, well! Looks like I'm going to have to find a way to increase my exposure! Otherwise, this good thing can't be used, hey! ”

How can I increase my exposure? How can I improve my compulsion? Ay! Tangled!

Thought, thought, want to fall asleep.

The next day, early in the morning.

Tang was woken up in his sleep by the ringing of his mobile phone.

It's Dong Shanshan.

"Hey, Shanshan, what's wrong? Something early in the morning! ”

"Are you up? We're going to work early today. ”

"Going to work early? What's going on? ”

"The snow was so heavy that many roads were blocked."

"It's snowing?"

"Why, you don't know?"

"Now I know."

"Alright, get up quickly!"

"Gotcha!"

After Tang Zui hung up the phone, he immediately got up and dressed, then quickly washed up, casually coped with two mouthfuls of food, said hello to his parents, and went upstairs to call Dong Shanshan.

Dong Shanshan had already packed up, and after hearing Tang Zui's voice, she didn't hesitate, picked up the car key and went downstairs with Tang Zui.

Walking out of the corridor, the scene in front of him really surprised Tang Zui, the inside and outside of the community are covered in silver, and a thick layer has already accumulated on the ground, stepping on it from time to time There is a "crunch" sound, Tang Zui can't help but say: "This snow is a little big!" ”

After Dong Shanshan, who was walking beside him, heard it, she nodded and said, "That's true, this snow is indeed not small." ”

"Eun." Tang Zui replied casually, and then looked around.

I have to say that sometimes the same scene, when changing to different packaging, does give people a very different feeling, such as now, this parking lot, Tang Zui is quite familiar, but today, when the heavy snow covers the parking lot, it gives Tang Zui a sense of amazement.

"Huh?"

When Tang Zui looked around, he suddenly saw a white plum blossom!

Tang Zui suddenly had six words in his heart now: Isn't this a coincidence?

Why?

Because last night Tang Zui was still thinking about how to increase his fan value, how to pretend to be invisible, but he didn't think about it last night, but when he saw this scene today, he suddenly had inspiration!

Write poetry!

Isn't this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

After Tang Zui thought about it, he didn't hesitate, and immediately took out his mobile phone to take a photo of the plum blossom, and then got into the car under Dong Shanshan's urging and drove slowly to the radio station.

"Tang Zui, what were you filming just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just a plum blossom, and I'm going to write a poem about 'plum blossoms'."

"What poems do you write?" Dong Shanshan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then continued, "You can't mean it, right?" ”

"What did you do on purpose? I just wrote a poem, why did I do it on purpose? Tang Zui was a little puzzled.

"The Tianjing Writers Association will elect the new chairman of the Writers Association tomorrow morning, and there will be a poetry meeting in the afternoon, don't you know?" Dong Shanshan said curiously.

"I don't know." Tang Zui shook his head and said.

Dong Shanshan was speechless when she heard his answer, you are also the target of the joint suppression of the Writers' Association several times, you don't even pay attention to the movements of the Writers' Association, it's true!

"By the way, you said you were going to write a poem about plum blossoms?" Dong Shanshan no longer entangled with Tang Zui, but changed the topic again.

"Yes! What's wrong? ”

"Why did you remember to write plum blossoms?"

"Don't you think the quality of plum blossoms is similar to mine?"

Dong Shanshan: ""

"Shanshan, my poem is finished, do you want to read it to you?" When Dong Shanshan was speechless, Tang Zui raised the mobile phone in his hand and said to Dong Shanshan.

Before Dong Shanshan could speak, Tang Zui's voice sounded: "There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone; I know that it is not snow, only dark incense. ”

Dong Shanshan was stunned after listening to it, this poem was written by Tang Zui casually?

"Hey, Shanshan, how is this poem written?" Tang Zui asked with a loud laugh.

Dong Shanshan nodded and said, "Very good!" ”

Tang Zui saw that Dong Shanshan's evaluation of this poem was only three words, and he was not angry, this is his hometown Wang Anshi's masterpiece! But in Dong Shanshan's eyes, it was just "very good", which made Tang Zui a little disappointed, but his loss quickly disappeared, because his retweets and comments on the poem on Weibo were increasing rapidly.

"What a poem! Teacher Tang is mighty! ”

"Top one! This poem is really well written, don't say anything, forward! ”

"Forward! Tang drunk production, must be a high-quality product! Support me Tang drunk greatly! ”

"Tang drunk, come on!"

Looking at the comments and forwards one by one, Tang Zui couldn't help but nod secretly, thinking that this time I might be able to earn a large number of fans for me, right?

The car slowly came to the Beijing Radio Station in Tang Zui's imagination, Tang Zui got out of the car, walked to the office area, this time he could feel that the attitude of the colleagues around him had changed a little, after all, he was a fierce man who continuously refreshed the listening record of the "audio novel" in the radio.

Although some people heard that he almost fainted Zhang Tingfeng, this is not the point, the point is that this guy is really a bit fierce.

Tang Zui liked this kind of adored gaze, he walked to his desk, coughed lightly, and then turned on the computer, ready to start a new day's work.

And when he was preparing for a new day of work, "Yongmei" gradually spread over time (cold, uncomfortable, really out of shape, sorry!). ）