Crying for an hour, Long Zhan watched anxiously from the side, originally thinking that it would be good as long as he apologized, but he didn't expect that as soon as this person cried, he would be out of control.

It was really like the Yellow River bursting its banks, surging endlessly. In the end, Long Zhan couldn't help it, persuaded and persuaded her, and said it, but it was useless, so she could only let her cry.

Yan Jin didn't make any moves, just stood aside and waited silently. In fact, Meng Wanlin is not so sad, but there have been too many things in the past few days, and she has been suppressed, and she has long wanted to burst into tears.

It's rare to have the opportunity this time, so I just cried enough at once. The sufferings of the past and the grievances of the present have all been released.

In the end, I probably lost my strength to cry, and my voice finally weakened. Long Zhan rubbed his temples and hurried over to help her,

"Are you alright?" Meng Wanlin turned around and glared at him fiercely, obviously angry. Long Zhan laughed dryly, and then explained: "Hey, I'm sorry, I was also annoyed by the events over there tonight, and I didn't stabilize my emotions for a while, so I sent the fire to you." I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you don't remember the villain, forgive me this time, okay? I promise I won't do it again next time. I'm really dizzy because of the things over there at the Poetry Club, if something hadn't happened over there that upset me, otherwise I wouldn't have been like this. At this time, blindly apologizing will only backfire, so he deliberately mentioned the poetry club of the garden to divert the little girl's attention.

Sure enough, Meng Wanlin immediately held back her sobs as soon as she heard the Poetry Society, turned her head and asked curiously, "What's going on over there at the Poetry Society?" Long Zhan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and laughed secretly, but he deliberately frowned on his face and said, "Hey, this matter is a long story, I'll make a long story short." I heard that there was a mysterious person at the poetry meeting tonight, and the poems he wrote were so overwhelming that the talents of Yucheng and Sucheng couldn't raise their heads, and I heard that it caused a lot of sensation. He actually didn't know about this, but he thought that since Wan Yuxuan had already come to find him, there was a chance that those poems would have played a role.

Otherwise, why do those big people want to see themselves? I must have thought that those poems were well written and amazed them, so I came to myself.

Therefore, what he said is not a lie. Meng Wanlin naturally didn't doubt him, but she was interested in the poems written by the mysterious man, thinking that she could suppress the scholars of the two cities in one fell swoop, how well the poems had to be written.

Hurriedly asked, "Who is that person?" What poems were written? Do you remember? ”

Of course, I remember that he wrote a total of two poems and one lyric. One of the poems is written like this, Dapeng rises with the wind one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles. Long Zhan read a sentence impassionedly, accompanied by some hand movements, and then said with a smile: "Hehe, how about this first sentence?" Doesn't it feel majestic and high-spirited? Meng Wanlin looked weird, then turned her head to look at the bookcase, found the poem in those papers, and then took it to Long Zhan and asked, "This is it?" Long Zhan smiled but didn't answer.

Meng Wanlin said: "You are the mysterious person? Long Zhan still smiled and didn't answer. Meng Wanlin asked again: "You wrote these poems?" Long Zhan smiled and was silent.

Meng Wanlin was a little angry and asked, "Did you write these poems?" Long Zhan saw that the little girl was angry again, no longer teasing her, and asked, "If I say that I wrote it, do you believe it?" This time it was Meng Wanlin's turn to be silent.

She pursed her lips tightly, squinted her eyes and carefully looked at Long Zhan, looking left and right, looking up and down, combined with her previous impressions, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't think that this person could write poetry, and he could write such good poems.

How is this possible? Long Zhan smiled: "It seems that you already have the answer in your heart, that's right, these poems were not written by me, they were all written by others, and I was silent." When Meng Wanlin heard this, she thought that this was indeed the case, and asked curiously: "Then who wrote these poems?" Long Zhan said: "It's some literary bigwigs in my hometown." Meng Wanlin was suspicious, and it was her hometown again, so she couldn't help asking: "Isn't your hometown Sioux City?" ”

"Well, that's a long story." Long Zhan scratched his head and said, "Actually, my ancestral home is not in Sioux City, but in another place. "Meng Wanlin doesn't give up,

"Where?" Long Zhan raised his head and said solemnly: "Ancestral Star." Meng Wanlin wrinkled her slender eyebrows,

"Zu Xing, why haven't I heard of this place?" Long Zhan said with a smile: "How many places have you only been, the world is so big, there are many places you haven't heard of." Meng Wanlin asked, "Is that a very distant place?" Long Zhan nodded,

"Very far away." He whispered again: "I will definitely go back in the future, I will." Meng Wanlin's two willow-like eyebrows twisted together, and asked suspiciously: "Since it is very far away, when did you go?" What she wanted to ask was actually when Long Zhan would go to silence these poems, after all, they were so far away.

"......" Long Zhan was stunned, not knowing how to explain it now. After thinking for a long time, he raised his head and said, "I've been there in my dreams." ”

"In a dream?" Meng Wanlin chuckled lightly, with a hint of disdain. Fool whom? Even if it's a lie, please give a slightly more reliable reason, what's the matter with being there in a dream?

She snorted coldly and said: "If you don't want to say it, just lie to me, I hate it when others lie to me." Long Zhan shrugged, yes, it made her unhappy again.

Fortunately, Meng Wanlin didn't continue to ask about this stubble, but asked: "In addition to these poems, are there any others?" ”

"Well, yes, but I can't remember it for the time being, and when I do, I'll tell you." Although there are a lot of poems in Dragon Wars, it is really difficult for him to memorize them all at once.

The point is that there is no hint, and he doesn't know where to start reciting for a while. What's more, this one doesn't make sense.

He doesn't plan to enter the literary world, why do you memorize this. Meng Wanlin didn't say anything, but just squinted at Long Zhan for a while, and looked at Long Zhan a little weakly.

He was staring at Meng Wanlin like this before, but now it's the other way around.

"You really didn't write these poems?"

"Really, why did I lie to you. Do you think I can write these poems? "It's really not possible, writing a song, and it may be a clever hand, but if you can write so many songs at once, it's definitely impossible.

Unless he has a solid foundation, profound culture, and outstanding talent, it will be impossible. But is this one like that?

Apparently not. Whether from the outside or from the inside, there is no literati atmosphere, how can it be possible to write these poems.

With a judgment in her heart, Meng Wanlin no longer dwelled on this question, the other party was reluctant to say, and it was in vain to ask if she asked, and she would naturally know if she had the opportunity in the future.

Seeing that there was still blood hanging from the corners of Long Zhan's mouth, he asked lightly, "How are you injured?" Long Zhan wiped his hand casually and said with a smile: "It's a trivial matter, it's due." "This is also the truth, although Meng Wanlin's thrust was extremely powerful, but she hadn't used her aura yet, so she only suffered some external injuries, and it didn't hurt her lungs, so it wasn't a big deal, just take a rest.

Meng Wanlin hummed, didn't say anything more, turned around and left. The personality changes before and after are huge, which makes Long Zhan a little stunned, but it is understandable that the other party is still angry, and it is strange to be able to talk to myself as before.

He didn't pay attention to her, the atmosphere was a little awkward now, she was still angry, if she couldn't provoke it, it was better not to provoke her, and let her go, so as not to make her angry again.

After she left, Long Zhan immediately went to close the door. After making sure that there was no one around, he opened a cabinet under the bookcase and took out a notebook from it.

When the professor sent him here, he emphasized that it was best to keep a diary. He wanted to say that serious people write diaries, but considering that the professor might have some major research, he also wrote it.

There are a lot of things recorded in it, that is, what he has seen, heard, and felt these days, these are nothing, the key is that he mentioned the word traversal, and also wrote the information of ten other traversers.

It's so crucial, he's still in a fog, and there's a lot he doesn't understand. If this thing leaks out and people know that there is such a thing as a crossing, he doesn't know what kind of disaster it will be.

It may be a danger to himself, to the other ten people, and to the people on the ancestral planet. Therefore, after he knew that Meng Wanlin had broken into his study, Yan Jin also came in, he would be so angry and annoyed.

Especially Yan Jin's identity is unknown, and the other party knows Yu Hongkuo, who knows Fuxi. This silk thread, it is difficult for him to be careless.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm, and no one looked at his diary. But today's incident also reminded him that the diary can't be put so casually, so he has to have some sensitive things that can't be easily recorded.

He opened his journal and looked at it, and finally tore off the first and second pages. didn't say a word about the ancestral star and the time travel, only talked about what he saw and heard after coming to this world.

Serious people shouldn't keep a diary!