Like Ding Ning's previous world, when this world first entered the information age, with the rise of various online entertainment industries, the paper media rapidly declined, and traditional literature once withered to the point of lack of interest.

Subsequently, the number of traditional literary creators has decreased sharply, especially the new generation of writers, due to the degradation of the industry, it is difficult to produce achievements, and there are very few who can be famous.

In the world where Ding Ning lived before, the new generation of literary circles was supported by the new concept generation led by Han Han and Guo Jingming, and in this world, there was not even a new concept generation, and the new generation of writers was once in short supply.

However, after the online entertainment industry gradually matured, as literary websites such as Banyan and Doumiao began to form a scale, traditional literature took on the coat of online literature and revived again.

After entering the 10s, the content of online literature is no longer limited to traditional literature.

In addition to established websites such as Doumiao and Banyan Tree, fantasy novels with heavier online genes have completely become the mainstream of most online literature websites.

Some authors of some genres that are closer to traditional literature are still shining on established literary websites, and more are gradually moving to other online channels.

Nowadays, meager and confidant networks, blogs, self-media, etc., all have authors who have been working hard, and there are many celebrities with impressive achievements.

For example, last year's No. 1 selling book in China was the collection of short stories "Passing By" by meager writer Xu Shuze.

This year's self-media author Ji Yiming's travelogue "Rapid Change" is also a frequent visitor to the top ten of Huaxin Bookstore's monthly book sales list.

"The Last Time" by blogger poet Zephyr Thin Horse is the best-selling poetry collection in the past decade.

Due to the prosperity of online literature, everyone is enthusiastic about literature. It has also rekindled.

Whether it's poetry, prose, or fiction. Even miscellaneous notes, travelogues, popular science articles, etc., have a certain reading market on the Internet. It is not uncommon for works with millions of clicks or even retweets to reach millions, and there are not a few authors with millions of fans.

As soon as Ding Ning's song "The Farthest Distance in the World" was released, it was quickly rebroadcast on a meager scale, with nearly three million retweets in just one day, which made many people who knew and didn't know where Ding Ning was holy were dumbfounded.

Ding Ning himself was also stammering.

Under the meager forwarding, seeing that the fifth popular comment is a "passer-by turned fan" with more than 120,000 likes, Ding Ning realized that writing poetry can attract fans so much, and he is a big coffee with tens of millions of fans who writes poems. It turned out to be something that could bomb the public eye and provoke many people to climax.

Nearly 3 million retweets, which is higher than any of his previous meager retweets.

Previously, the meager number of his highest retweets was the meager number of retweets of the signed record, with 1.67 million retweets so far, and more than half a month has passed, and "The World's Farthest Distance" has nearly 3 million retweets a day, and he wants to be quiet.

Don't ask who Jingjing is, anyone who reads a good book knows that Jingjing is his sister.

With such an experience. Ding Ning, who is a poetry lover himself, discovered a new world: maybe he can post some poems in the meager from time to time to adjust and mobilize the emotions of the big guys.

With this in mind, Ding Ning became popular the day after "The World's Farthest Distance" became popular. I picked a short paragraph of "In Front of the Door" from the title page of "Seeds" and sent it a meager one: I didn't expect a small poem to be liked by so many people, so I will post another one. Those of you who bought my physical record should have seen one of them.

And then. His meager exploded again.

……

"How I wish there was a doorway."

"Morning. The sun shone on the grass and we stood. Holding on to his own door. ”

"The door is low, but the sun is bright."

"The grass is bearing its seeds, and the wind is shaking its leaves."

"It's beautiful when we stand and don't speak."

"If you have a door, you don't have to open it, it's ours, it's very beautiful."

……

"We love the land, we stand, we dig the dirt with our wooden shoes, and the door is hot."

"It's beautiful that we're leaning on each other."

"The grass behind the wall won't grow anymore, it only touches the sun with its fingertips."

"In Front of the Door" is a simple and sincere poem, which has a fairytale-like innocence and artistic conception.

In today's era when steel and concrete are piled up into stone forests, it reads like a flawless return to the basics, which is moving.

When Gu Xiangping read this poem, he thought of "Basking in the Sun with Grandma in Winter", and his impression of Ding Ning instantly rose to a higher level.

In this impetuous society, to be able to write such a splendid and innocent poem, Ding Ning's talent is really as full of sunshine, transparent and bright, amazing, he admires it very much.

He also felt like he was in a different world.

I think he was also a literary and artistic young man who came to poetry when he opened his mouth, but now let alone write poems by himself, even if he is asked to memorize poems, he can't remember a few, not to mention that his literary literacy is back to his elementary school days, and it is estimated that he will be able to make a tie with middle school students.

Busy with his work, except for some books on business economics and philosophical thought, he has rarely read books in other genres, not to mention poetry and prose, and even novels have not been exposed to for a long time.

After reading Ding Ning's poem "In Front of the Door" several times, he suddenly wanted to pick up the literary works in the study that had not been touched for several years and read them.

It's not that he wants to enrich his literary literacy, but he just wants to reminisce about the past, and reminisce about the time that has long passed.

As it happens, the sun is shining well this morning.

……

"What kind of interest is today, why do you suddenly look at the poetry collection?"

After watching TV in the bedroom, she was bored and wanted to talk to her husband, Luo Yinglan walked to the living room and found that her husband was holding a book, lying on the swing chair on the balcony, looking at it lazily and comfortably, she was amazed.

walked up to her husband, flipped through the back of the book, and found that it was still a collection of poems, and she was even more surprised.

Usually, he is so angry that he never reads on the balcony.

Looking at poetry collections, it is even rarer.

Search memory, as if in recent years. I haven't seen any poetry collections he has read, what kind of evil wind is blowing today. Suddenly there is this Yaxing?

She felt strange at first, and then thought of some unhappy past. Her brow furrowed slightly.

"Sit." Gu Xiangping didn't notice Luo Yinglan's face, he smiled and stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Yinglan to sit down beside him.

The swing chair is not big, he is lying down and occupies most of the position, I feel that as soon as Luo Yinglan sits down, this person is lying on a quite comfortable chair, and it suddenly seems crowded and uncomfortable, so he simply took Luo Yinglan into his arms.

The tone. This move was completely similar to Gu Xiangping's usual judgment, and he felt that something was wrong, Luo Yinglan struggled to sit up, looked at Gu Xiangping with a serious face, and asked, "Are you hiding something from me?" ”

"What am I hiding from you?" Luo Yinglan's move, at first glance, was suspicious again, and she felt that she was really inexplicable, and Gu Xiangping's interest suddenly lost most of it: "I saw a poem in the morning." I think it's good, I want to flip through the poetry book, do you have a problem? ”

"What poem?" Luo Yinglan asked in a deep voice.

The most annoying thing is that Luo Yinglan has to get to the bottom of this sesame thing, and she chatters about her doubts at every turn. Gu Xiangping said impatiently: "I told you that you don't know." ”

"If you don't say it, how do I know." Luo Yinglan shifted her body, and her expression became more serious.

Gu Xiangping sat up very unhappily. Just as he was about to answer, the corner of his eye sparkled. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Gu Xi walking into the living room, frowning at him and Luo Yinglan.

For the time being, I don't want Gu Xi to know that he is paying attention to Ding Ning's affairs. Gu Xiangping lay back in the chair, lifted the poetry book in front of him, separated Luo Yinglan's gaze that was so narrow that it made him angry, and said angrily: "I'll talk to you later." ”

Luo Yinglan glanced sideways at Gu Xi, and then returned her attention to Gu Xiangping: "You have to drag out a poem and don't say it, are you hiding it from me?" ”

Luo Yinglan's aggressive attitude made Gu Xiangping angry.

Due to Gu Xi's presence, he didn't break out, but just angrily closed the poetry book in his hand, got up suddenly, and walked to the house.

"Why are you arguing again?"

As soon as I saw my parents' faces, I knew that the two were quarreling again, and Gu Xi was annoyed.

Since that incident last year, the house has been unstable for three days, and she is really fed up.

"Ask your mother, reading a book doesn't make people clean, suspicious." Gu Xiangping strode towards the study, his face extremely ugly.

Hearing this, Gu Xi glanced at the book in Gu Xiangping's hand.

"Ledge Collection", a collection of poems of the hazy school of young people in the last century, a book she loved in high school.

The book itself was ordinary, but in her father's hands, it was unusual.

You know, there are mostly love poems in "The Ledge Collection", and the main tone is the heartfelt complaints between young men and women, and isn't it strange that people of her father's age read a collection of love poems in the morning?

No wonder my mother's face was so bad.

If she hadn't thought of Ding Ning in an instant, she would have thought that her father's old illness had relapsed.

I don't know if my father read Ding Ning's poems before he would read the poetry collection, Gu Xi asked, "Dad, have you read Ding Ning's poems?" You've been following Ding Ning lately, right? ”

Gu Xiangping was stunned when he heard this, looked at Gu Xi after a pause, and asked, "You know?" ”

"Hmm." Gu Xi glanced at his mother and pretended to be calm: "I saw you in the semifinals of the Young Singer Contest before. ”

Sure enough, Gu Xiangping smiled, and just wanted to speak, Luo Yinglan's cold voice came from behind: "Who is Ding Ning?" ”

He immediately smiled and frowned: "Singer, I read a poem he wrote in the morning, and I thought it was good, so I wanted to find a book to read." Can you not be nervous all day long? ”

Luo Yinglan replied unceremoniously: "Who made me nervous, you have the face to be angry with me?" ”

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Gu Xi hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, stop arguing, what's so noisy." ”

If you don't be a thief, if you can't say anything well, you have to hide it. Full of unhappiness, Luo Yinglan really wanted to quarrel with Gu Xiangping.

But Gu Xi was present, and the quarrel was obviously inappropriate, she tried to calm down, frowned and asked, "Ding Ning's male and female?" ”

"Male." Gu Xi replied.

Male? Luo Yinglan thought of something, frowned, looked at Gu Xi suspiciously, and said, "How old is it?" ”

"Same as me." The mother's eyes were very wrong, and Gu Xi suddenly felt a little weak.

As soon as he heard it, he knew that Luo Yinglan was about to start the household investigation again, and Gu Xiangping interjected unhappily: "Why are you asking so much, just know that he is a man singing." ”

"Are you two hiding something from me?" Luo Yinglan paused, her eyes narrowed slightly, staring directly at Gu Xiangping and Gu Xi.

Gu Xi couldn't answer for a while, Gu Xiangping snorted impatiently: "I want to find a spokesperson recently, and I have taken a fancy to him, okay?" ”

Then, he said to Gu Xi: "Don't pay attention to your mother, let her make trouble by herself." ”

After speaking, he walked into the study angrily and slammed the door shut.

……

"How's your mom?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head sideways and saw that it was Gu Xi who walked in, and Gu Xiangping hurriedly put down the book in his hand.

was troubled by Luo Yinglan, he actually couldn't see it for a long time, and he was very annoyed, so he waited for Gu Xi to come to him.

"She went to watch TV." Gu Xi walked to the desk and asked in a low voice, "Dad, do you really want to find Ding Ning to endorse you?" ”

Gu Xiangping smiled: "Tell me first, what is your relationship with Ding Ning?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Gu Xi's cheeks flushed: "Good friend." ”

"How good?" Gu Xiangping smiled meaningfully.

"What's so good, just an ordinary boyfriend and girlfriend." Gu Xi's face darkened slightly.

"Really?"

"Hmm." Gu Xi picked up the ballpoint pen on the edge of the desk and threw it into the pen holder.

Seeing his daughter's loss, Gu Xiangping sighed secretly.

He can see Ding Ning's talent and ability, and he also admires Ding Ning from the bottom of his heart.

However, Ding Ning does not seem to be suitable for his family in all aspects.

The entertainment industry is a circle that is more prosperous than the business circle, not to mention the rest, just because Ding Ning is surrounded by so many girls, it is difficult for him to allow Gu Xi and Ding Ning to have a deep relationship.

Some people's wonderfulness can only be watched from a distance, not played closely, a trace of gloom passed in his heart, Gu Xiangping paused, looked at Gu Xi softly, and said softly: "He is not suitable for you." ”

I didn't expect Dad to suddenly say this, Gu Xi was stunned for a moment, and then his eyebrows twisted: "Dad, you think too much, I really have nothing to do with him, he and I are both from the school art troupe, and we just know each other." ”

"That's good." Gu Xi's words, Gu Xiangping didn't believe it, but there was no need to dwell on it at this time, he didn't like Luo Yinglan to get to the bottom of it, and he didn't stop it with a few words.

Originally, I heard that my father was going to find Ding Ning to endorse him, but Gu Xi entered the study with a little expectation.

But now, I only felt depressed and panicked in the study, afraid that my father would ask something again, Gu Xi pursed his lips: "Anyway, I have nothing to do with him, don't think about it." I went out first. ”

"Well, spend more time with your mother." Gu Xiangping scratched his eyebrows: "The endorsement matter, when I go to work tomorrow, I will have a meeting to discuss it." ”

Gu Xi's dark heart brightened up again. (To be continued......)