Li Yao listened to the poems of his companions praising Jiang Yulou in all their mouths, and his heart felt like he was dripping blood.

How could he, how could he compose poetry?

Obviously a novelwriter, how can he even write poems so well!

Li Yao's expression twitched, and his heart was filled with remorse.

I knew it earlier, so I wouldn't have let him compose poetry in public.

Well, now that the glory that was supposed to belong to him has been taken by that guy.

Jian Xing, who had been paying attention to him, saw his dead mother-like expression, and wanted to laugh in his heart.

At the same time, I admired Jiang Yulou even more in my heart.

Can he write novels, he can write poems, and what else he can't?

If there is really a genius in the world, Jiang Yulou is absolutely indispensable.

The eyes of the female intellectuals looking at Jiang Yulou are about to drip water, and the love and love are the most delicious for them.

Li Yao couldn't stand this atmosphere, he reluctantly smiled and said, "Although this poem by Mr. Jiang is good, it is an ancient poem. We're talking about modern poetry ......"

Such an obvious quibble, the intellectuals can't see it.

"It's all poetry, isn't ancient poetry poetry?"

"That's right, some people like to write ancient poems, some people like modern poems, so what's the point?"

"The quality of poetry has nothing to do with ancient poetry and modern poetry."

"yes, that's not what you just said."

"Li Yao, you should apologize like Teacher Jiang!"

The educated youths spoke for Jiang Yulou one after another, especially a few female intellectuals, as if they were his fans.

Li Yao's face was blue and red for a while, and he faintly had a sense of retreat, but he was still a little unwilling.

Jiang Yulou touched his smooth chin and smiled: "Modern poetry, I'll try to compose one." ”

"Teacher Jiang?!"

"Jade House ......"

"It's not necessary."

"Oh, Mr. Jiang still wants to write modern poetry?"

Li Yao looked at Jiang Yulou as if he was looking back, if his modern poems were not as good as his own, he would have something to say.

In the expectant or worried eyes of everyone, Jiang Yulou got up from his seat and took steps outside the circle.

One step, the eyes of the educated youths followed him closely.

In three steps, Li Yao's expression was gloomy and his eyes were dark.

Five steps, Jian Xing clenched his fists.

Six steps, the female intellectual's face was worried.

After seven steps, Jiang Yulou stopped.

The eyes of the educated youth were full of incredulity.

He, this is going to ......

At this time, Jiang Yulou raised his head and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "There is." ”

"First, it's better not to see each other, so that you don't fall in love.

Second, it's better not to know each other, so that you don't love each other.

Thirdly, it is better not to be accompanied, so that you do not owe each other.

Fourth, it is better not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.

Fifth, it is better not to love each other, so that you can not abandon each other.

Sixth, it is better not to be relative, so that we can not meet.

Seventh, it is better not to be wrong, so that there is no loss.

Eighth, it is better not to allow each other, so that there can be no continuity.

Ninth, it is better not to depend on each other, so that they can not be together.

Tenth, it is better not to meet, so that we can not meet.

But if you have seen each other, you will know each other, and when you have not seen each other.

Ande and Jun are absolutely anon, and they are exempt from teaching life and death to be lovesick. ”

"A poem of the Ten Commandments is for everyone."

After Jiang Yulou finished speaking, he sat back in his place.

After sitting down, in addition to the warm applause, he also had the admiring gaze of the female intellectual, as well as Li Yao's face like death.

Good guy, in ancient times, Cao Zijian became a poem in seven steps, and now there is Jiang Yulou in seven steps into a poem, if this is spread, not only Jiang Yulou can be famous, but everyone attending the meeting can be famous.

The Yangping County Educated Youth Literature Seminar ended successfully, and everyone was very satisfied with this seminar, except for Li Yao.

Of course, no one cares about Li Yao.

After today, Li Yao has become a clown, and everyone has already decided that he will not be invited to future gatherings and activities of educated youth.

Li Yao can be regarded as self-isolation from the intellectual youth circle this time, which can be said to have lost his wife and soldiers.

Jian Xing and Jiang Yulou are from the same village, and the two naturally travel together.

"Okay, you Jiang Yulou!"

"What's wrong, Brother Jane?"

Jian Xing became angry when he saw Jiang Yulou's innocent face, "Yulou, you have made me so bitter!" Your poems are so well done, and you won't reveal them to me? ”

"Brother Jane didn't wronged me, I can't just say that I can write poetry when I meet people, if I really do that, what will happen to me?" Jiang Yulou called Qu Dao.

Jian Xing was a little short of words, but he still emphasized: "In short, it's all your fault." ”

"Yes, yes, you're right." Jiang Yu said.

Jianxing: Why do you think it's weird?

"How can you write novels not only well, but also poems?"

Is there really an all-rounder in the world?

Jiang Yulou, will he become such a great writer?

Jiang Yulou stopped and said slowly: "I didn't know how to write poetry,

Until later

I learned to break sentences. ”

Jian Xing was dumbfounded, this ...... Is this poetry?

"Poof."

Jiang Yulou couldn't hold back any longer, and ran in the direction of the village as if he was running away.

"Good boy, don't run!"

Jian Xing chased after him angrily.

Back at home, Jian Xing's anger was still not gone.

"What's wrong with you, so angry?" Zhang Yufen asked strangely.

Jian Xing said angrily: "It's not that kid from Yulou yet." ”

"What's wrong with Yulou, you guys have a conflict?" Zhang Yufen asked nervously.

"Not really, it's just ......"

After hesitating for a moment, Jian Xing told his wife exactly what happened.

Zhang Yufen couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Hey, I thought it was a big deal." ”

"Tell me, how do you act like a child?"

Jian Xing's expression was depressed, and he smiled bitterly: "Maybe the little brother is too good, and I, the eldest brother, have pressure." ”

"There are geniuses in this world, didn't you say that Yulou wants to be a great writer, and you should be happy to be friends with a great writer." Zhang Yufen explained.

"You're right."

Jian Xing thought about it, this is the truth, and he no longer struggled.

In the study, he silently wrote down the two poems from memory.

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, he asked Jiang Yulou, two poems had not been published, and only a dozen people had heard such a good poem, which was simply a tyrannical thing.

Thinking of this, he decided to make his own opinion, which could be regarded as "revenge" against Jiang Yulou.

"Teacher Personally Enlightens ......"

Write the letter, stuff it into an envelope, and affix a stamp, and the recipient is Sun Hu of the editorial department of "Yanhe".

Sun Hu was his teacher.

The next day, he delivered the letter, all of which Jiang Yulou didn't know yet.

These days, Jiang Yulou writes every day, and the day of the end of "Yellow Earth" is getting closer and closer.

And his unpublished work has its first book fan.

It was also Jiang Yulou who couldn't bear Tang Yuewen's begging and lent her the manuscript to read.

That......

Tang Yuewen had to go to Jiang Yulou's house as a guest, so Jiang Yulou could only borrow Ma Xiao's bicycle and go back to the county seat to take her to his home.

Although the Tang family has a bad life, they don't know how many times stronger they are than in the countryside.

When she saw Jiang Yulou's earthen house for the first time, the first thought in her heart was not disgust, but pity.

Suffering brought him material losses, but it also gave him spiritual wealth.