At the same time, countless people's mobile phones and computers rang with the sound of prompts.

Wang Ranqing, Lu Bowen, Zhao Tingmin, Zhen Shen!

And Xin Zixin!

At the moment when the voice sounded, they turned on their mobile phones one after another and looked at a new message from Jian Sao.

.....

The capital, inside a courtyard house.

An old man with a sixtieth birthday sits in the shade of a tree, enjoying the beauty of the moment when the sun sets.

However, he looked into the eyes of the girl on the side from time to time, which showed that his heart was not as calm as the beautiful scenery in front of him.

The old man's name is Sun Dongyu, and he is a veteran-level task in the Poetry Association, but this person is indifferent to fame and fortune, although he has the name of the honorary president of the Poetry Association, he has never attended any meetings.

Old people like him have long since retired and are no longer concerned with the world.

But today is different, Sun Dongyu's granddaughter suddenly found him and showed him a few poems.

After reading these poems, Sun Dongyu had two feelings.

At first, I was shocked, I haven't seen it for a few years, and the little guy outside has been able to create such a good work?

Even the rain does not know the spring, and the summer is deep when it is sunny.

The early sun on the leaves is dry and rainy, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts it one by one.

Three points of spring, two parts of dust, and one point of water!

These works, just take out one of them can be said to be classics!

These songs alone have already made Sun Dongyu appreciate it for a year!

Second, itchy!

That note is simply not a son of man!

Write only half a poem at a time to whet people's appetite!

If it had been a few years ago, he would have had to greet the other person in the face with his fist.

But you don't admit it, this note is really a ghost, and it's really well written!

Sun Dongyu can't write that half sentence even if he exhausts his life's poetry talent!

So he really liked these three poets.

As a result, on the Internet today, the three poets he was most optimistic about quarreled with.

No, it should be two, and there is a smile that has never come out from beginning to end.

But Sun Dongyu is still ready to stop it, everyone is a Chinese and a poet, why fight for a little fame and fortune!

Just as he was about to shake someone to stop the dispute, he sent out a poem.

Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers are not wasted.

How crazy!

But it's so well written!

Wang Yan's reply was just as sharp.

Two such talented poets are arguing on the Internet, this kind of scene, Sun Dongyu has not seen for many years.

Thinking of this, he looked at his granddaughter on the side.

"Yin Yin! Haven't you replied yet? ”

Sun Wenyin listened to her grandfather Sun Dongyu's inquiry, and said helplessly:

"Grandpa, you've asked fifteen times in ten minutes!"

"It's a poetry competition, and it always takes a little time."

"Besides, how can you be sure that the note will be replied to? Wang Yan's poem is so amazing, it's normal to write a broken poem! ”

"Nonsense!"

Sun Dongyu's eyes widened, startling Sun Wenyin.

"The literati are arrogant! If you are frightened by a poem, how can this note come out, Er Cao's body and name will be destroyed, and the rivers will not be wasted. Such arrogant poetry! ”

How could the poet he fancy be an eggless soft egg!

Don't look at Sun Dongyu as a literati, but his temper is more stubborn than ordinary people.

Sun Wenyin looked at Sun Dongyu, who was flushed with excitement, and hurriedly comforted:

"It's my! Grandpa, don't be so excited, it's not good for your health! ”

It took her a lot of comfort before she comforted Sun Dongyu and sat down.

Although she said this, Sun Wenyin still felt that Jian Sao must be no match for Wang Yan, so she hid.

Several of Wang Yan's poems are too strong, even those literary masters are difficult to beat, and it is normal for the notes to run!

But just then, her phone rang.

Sun Wenyin took out her mobile phone as if her nerves were jumping.

Looking at the message on her phone, she was stunned.

Sun Dongyu, who was on the side, looked at Sun Wenyin's appearance and also stood up.

"How! Is it a note to fight back? ”

Sun Wenyin didn't answer, Sun Dongyu looked at her like this, anxious, and directly took the other party's mobile phone.

Don't look at him as he is seventy or eighty years old, but he is still agile.

Sun Dongyu took the mobile phone and saw the poem on it at a glance.

No, to be exact, a sentence!

"I don't know that the blue sky is high, the yellow ground is thick, but I can only see the cold moon and the warm day, so I come to fry life."

This...

Sun Dongyu's eyes widened instantly, and the blood all over his body seemed to be coagulated!

His whole body was blown away by this poem!

It seems to be arrogant that does not know the height of the sky, but in fact, it is a sigh that time flies and life is urging.

And Wang Yan's previous "Yongliu" was scolding the note for not knowing that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and he is arrogant and does not know it!

However, Jian Sao used this poem to respond to Wang Yan's rebuke, showing his huge pattern!

Wonderful! Wonderful!

Sun Dongyu put down his mobile phone with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

It was better than the ending he was expecting!

Originally, Sun Dongyu's plan was that if the fight reached a point where it was uncontrollable, he would intervene.

But unexpectedly, Jian Sao used a special way to resolve the fight.

This made Sun Dongyu look at this note even more.

Have poetic talent, ability, and high emotional intelligence!

Sun Dongyu shook his head slightly.

"I don't know how old this notemaker is, otherwise he can get together with our family Yinyin!"

But he looked at Sun Wenyin, who was stunned, and shook his head again.

"Forget it! I can't pit the future of Chinese poetry! ”

After Sun Dongyu sighed, he took out his mobile phone again.

"Old man Wen, isn't this atmosphere on the Internet too bad recently!"

......

At the same time, elsewhere on the Internet, the rest of the people were also conquered by the poem "Jiao".

After Wang Ranqing looked at the sentence on the screen, the whole person wailed.

"Ahh Why can he write so well! ”

"Why did he only write one sentence!"

"Bastard!!"

Isn't it torturous to write so well but only half of it?

It took a long time for Wang Ranqing to quiet down, she stared at Jian Sao's account, sighed and said:

"Forget it, seeing that you wrote so well this time, I won't scold you."

"But you don't want me to praise you!"

"I, Wang Ranqing, definitely have to fight against this unscrupulous and disorganized dog!"

said so, but Wang Ranqing's eyes always stayed on the poem, and his expression was slightly trance-like.

It's all like seeing words, and I don't know what kind of person the note on the other side is?

I really want to meet him!

......

Lounge, quiet place.

Xin Zixin's eyes were printed with that line of poetry, and her expression looked a little trance.

"I don't know that the blue sky is high, the yellow ground is thick, but I only see the cold moon and the warm day, so I come to fry life."

Xin Zixin suddenly felt that she understood Shen Yu a little.