Meng Lingchuan, known as the most talented modern poet in the past decade, is also the leading figure of modern poetry today.

His appearance brought the modern poetry of the Han Dynasty to a new peak.

At the same time, he also excavated a modern poetic soul.

It's just that this person still doesn't know who it is.

And he himself has now become a national treasure of the Han Dynasty.

Therefore, at this moment, after the people watching the live broadcast recognized Meng Lingchuan, everyone couldn't believe it.

How could such a top bull appear in this?

"My mother, is this really Meng Lingchuan?

My God, do you remember a poem written by an anonymous poet in the Yellow Crane Tower?

It is said that Meng Lingchuan and the anonymous poet are very good friends.

When the two of them parted from the Yellow Crane Tower, did the other party write a poem "The Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Lingchuan to Guangling"?

This poem has also become the top work in the ancient poetry world today. ”

"Who wouldn't know that? My God, why is this big guy here? ”

"I'll go, mom come out to see the immortals, Meng Lingchuan has appeared."

"What the hell am I shocked for a whole year, okay?"

"Big Guy Meng, you are confused, how can you know such a bad person as Liu Nan?"

I have to say that the appearance of Meng Lingchuan has made the popularity of Liu Nan's life live broadcast room appear an unprecedented peak.

This heat, that's called a rubbing up.

It didn't take long for many members of the Modern Poetry Association to come to the live broadcast room.

President Meng is now one of the most admired objects of this group.

"It's really President Meng when I was young, I'm stupid."

"It is said that when President Meng was young, he traveled all over the Han Dynasty?"

The popularity and discussion in the live broadcast room reached a peak all of a sudden.

At this moment, in the live broadcast room of Liu Nan's life, a crucial dialogue is also underway.

Liu Nan looked at Meng Lingchuan in front of him with a smile, and then he shook his head.

"Don't talk about this, Brother Hai drives, let's get to Baiyang City as soon as possible. Now, I just want to see the Yellow Crane Tower. ”

Lin Hai glared at Meng Lingchuan fiercely, muttering in his mouth, looking very unhappy. And Meng Lingchuan was curious at this moment.

"Speaking of Liu Nan, I have heard your songs, and they are really good, and you are also very talented. Your plagiarism, I personally don't think it's very true. ”

"Originally, what kind of thing is he Wang Qinlan, and he is also qualified to let our family Ah Nan plagiarize?

Hehe, give him 10,000 years, and he won't be able to catch up, okay?

As far as the garbage songs he wrote, we don't deserve to lift our shoes. ”

There was an uproar in the live broadcast room, Wang Qinlan's fans couldn't help it anymore, and they didn't care about Meng Lingchuan in the live broadcast room, they just scolded wildly.

Over the years, although Wang Qinlan has not written classic songs, he can manage the character.

Therefore, many young girls really eat this set and become his fans.

At this moment, his fans in the live broadcast room were not polite, and sprayed directly at Lin Hai and Liu Nan.

It's just that at this time, something happened that made them helpless.

Meng Lingchuan nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, I believe a little bit in this regard." I've also gone to see such a big news.

This song written by Wang Qinlan can't be said to be bad, but it's definitely not as good as you, the black coal. ”

Liu Nan was shocked: "What the hell, why am I black coal?" ”

Meng Lingchuan laughed: "You don't go and see, how dark is it on the tribe now?"

Let's put it this way, you're the most annoying person on the internet right now.

Even if you are banned, there are still many people who scold you.

Being hacked like this, isn't it a black coal?

But although I don't believe much in your plagiarism, but if you harass female stars, I look down on you.

We men, if you like it, chase you, what's the matter if you harass you? ”

Lin Hai couldn't help it again, and wanted to stop the car and have a good argument with Meng Lingchuan. However, Liu Nan stopped Lin Hai.

"Brother Hai, you are the driver, drive well, the lives of the two of us are in your hands.

And this friend, you are also careful to speak.

Brother Hai, I can't take care of it, if the two of us are gone later, don't blame me. ”

Come on, the world and the earth are the biggest, Meng Lingchuan doesn't want to die yet, does he?

"Okay, okay, stupid big man, I won't talk about you, right?

Drive well, I don't want to die so early, I want to become the best modern poet in the Han Dynasty. ”

Hearing Meng Lingchuan say this, Liu Nan's eyes lit up.

"You're a poet?"

Meng Lingchuan frowned: "What?" Not like it?

Let me tell you, for a maximum of five years, I will respect the poets of the Han Dynasty.

Heaven does not give birth to me Meng Lingchuan, poetry is as eternal as a long night! ”

I lost it, this pretending to be a force really makes people want to hit him!

Not to mention that Liu Nan and Lin Hai are speechless, the audience in the live broadcast room of Liu Nan's life ten years later, looking at Meng Lingchuan's appearance, they all feel weird for a while.

"Although he is Meng Lingchuan, what if I still want to beat him?"

"It's too pretending, pretending to be forced to be thundered...... Ah, he's Meng Lingchuan? That's fine, he has the qualifications. ”

"Good guy, was President Meng such a person before?"

And at this moment, in a small courtyard in Tianji Province, Meng Lingchuan, who is nearly middle-aged, is also watching this live broadcast.

At this moment, he covered his cheeks, and there was a rare hint of shame.

"Uncle, it's good that you Liu Nan is gone, otherwise I would die of shame today."

Meng Lingchuan's son looked at his father a little puzzled at the moment.

"Dad, what are you ashamed of?

Also, you won't really be friends with this Liu Nan, will you? I'm telling you, this man is broken. ”

When Meng Lingchuan heard his son's words, his face suddenly turned unsightly, and he looked at him gloomily.

"If you weren't the son of Lao Tzu, would you believe it or not if I slapped my mouth today?

I told you a long time ago that don't believe what is on the Internet.

I told you a long time ago that hearing is false, seeing is believing.

Let me hear you say that kind of thing again, and see how I clean you up.

Compared to him, you and I are a fart with these titles! ”

Speaking of this, Meng Lingchuan couldn't help but think of the scene when he was hit by this surnamed Liu in a year or five.

Even now, he feels that Liu Nan's talent is the best in the world.

At that time, I was hit by the other party and gave up modern poetry, planning to study ancient poetry.

However, the subsequent experience in the Yellow Crane Tower made him tell himself from the bottom of his heart that there is nothing to study in ancient poetry, so let's re-study modern poetry.

This guy surnamed Liu is simply not a person, and such a person doesn't give others a way to live at all.

At a certain moment, he even understood very well why those people would harm him Liu Nan in the first place.

After all, it's so desperate, where the hell did this evil come from?

Such a person should not live!