What kind of people are most likely to empathize with love poems?

It is about a person who has a young mind, pursues romantic and sensual love experiences, and has experienced emotional setbacks.

Although Wei Guoping did not experience emotional setbacks, he was a young man of letters, and he also pursued romantic and sensual love.

So the first time he saw the poem "To See or Not to See", he was deeply fascinated.

Xu Xiangdong was woken up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Wei Guoping at the table, still holding Jiang Yulou's manuscript in his hand.

Puzzled, he asked without thinking, "Old Wei, what are you doing?" ”

Wei Guoping was startled by the sudden sound, and he subconsciously wanted to hide the manuscript in his hand, but he stopped halfway through hiding.

Because, this is not his work.

"I ...... It's nothing ......" Wei Guoping was silent for a long time, scratching his head helplessly.

Xu Xiangdong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he found Huadian.

He pointed to the manuscript in Wei Guoping's hand and asked, "What do you have in your hand?" ”

Wei Guoping's movements froze, and he said dejectedly: "Alas, I was discovered by you." What I am holding is a new love poem written by Yulou. ”

"Love poems?" Xu Xiangdong's eyes lit up.

Jiang Yulou was held so high by the people in the dormitory, he had long been unhappy to look at it. But Jiang Yulou has never had any black spots, so he can't spray anywhere he wants.

Well, now that Jiang Yulou has written a new poem, if there is a big gap with the previous poems, he will have reason to question his talent.

It's best to be Jiang Lang's talent.

In that case, he will feel comfortable in his heart, and he can still compete for the most talented freshman in Yan University.

Unlike now, there is a big Buddha pressing, and it is not refreshing.

So, he said hypocritically: "Oh, yes, how about the poem written by the fourth child, there is no regression, right?" Don't hurt Zhongyong again. ”

"No, it's great, it's not inferior to his "Mountain Trees" and "Ten Commandments!" Wei Guoping saw that Xu Xiangdong was questioning Jiang Yulou, and spoke up excitedly.

Xu Xiangdong's expression froze: "Really?" ”

Fake, right?

"Then I'll have to read it."

I don't believe it.

Xu Xiangdong lifted the quilt and wore a second-layer vest on his body, with big pants underneath. With slippers on his feet, he rubbed to Wei Guoping's side in two or three steps.

"I'll see."

Xu Xiangdong was angry in his heart, and grabbed the manuscript in Wei Guoping's hand.

"Be careful." Wei Guoping complained distressedly.

This is the crystallization of Jiang Yulou's wisdom, if it is broken, can you afford to pay for it?

Xu Xiangdong glanced at the title of the poem, and then flipped through the text.

"This ...... This ......"

He originally read it with a provocative eye, but after reading it, he was shocked by the poem.

Distracted, too distracted!

Before he knew it, he had already substituted into the poem.

Wei Guoping smiled and said, "How about it, this poem is okay." ”

"It's a little flavorful." Xu Xiangdongqiang said with a smile.

Although the poem was good, he didn't want to praise it for being good.

It's sour, really sour, it's like eating a lemon.

Xu Xiangdong boasted of his talent, but he couldn't write such a love poem if he was asked to write it.

Not to mention this extraordinary love poem, even if it is a few points worse, he will never be able to write it.

Am I really a clown?

He began to doubt himself.

At this time, Yu Min was also woken up by the chat between the two.

"Second, third, you don't sleep in the morning, what are you talking about?"

He put on his glasses, sat up from the bed, and turned his head to look at the two of them.

Wei Guoping beckoned: "Old Yu, come down and see, Yulou has created another love poem!" ”

As a result, Yu Min became another roommate who was shocked by Jiang Yulou's talent.

Although he didn't know much about poetry, he felt that the poem was well written, simple and easy to understand, and vaguely contained a sense of Buddhism.

With the addition of Yu Min, the number of people discussing the poem became three.

Jiang Yulou can't pretend to be asleep now.

That's right, in fact, he woke up a long time ago.

The reason why I pretended to be asleep was to hear everyone's evaluation of his new poems.

Outcome......

It blew so hard that he blushed.

He had no choice but to pretend that he had just woken up.

Wei Guoping said excitedly: "Yulou, I'm sorry, we were too loud and woke you up." But Yulou, your new poem is so well written! ”

Yu Min also praised: "Even I, a person who doesn't understand poetry, think that I can write well." ”

Xu Xiangdong said reluctantly: "Clever thinking, I wrote a modern poem in such a short time, in terms of hand speed, many poets can't compare." ”

He didn't say that the quality of the poems was good, but only that Jiang Yulou was quick to think and wrote poems quickly.

Jiang Yulou said happily: "Keep boasting, I can bear it." ”

These words really exposed his shameless nature.

It's just that Wei Guoping didn't care, incarnated as Jiang Blow, and continued to praise: "Yulou, I sometimes think again, are you a saint of love, otherwise how can you have such a deep understanding of love and love!" ”

"Huh." Xu Xiangdong touched his arm in disgust.

The concentration was too high, and he couldn't stand it.

Yu Min asked stupidly: "Can writing poetry really please girls?" ”

Xu Xiangdong smiled and said, "Of course, why do you think Wei Guoping likes to recite poems in the girls' dormitory?" ”

"I'm practicing recitation, practicing, you know?" Wei Guoping Road.

Xu Xiangdong: "Hehe." ”

Yu Min was fascinated, love saint, if only he had the talent to write poetry.

He couldn't help but show his ...... when he thought that he could write a poem of the same level and be loved by the girls YD's smile.

Jiang Yulou said in a humble heart: "What kind of love saint descends to earth, it's too exaggerated, right?" ”

Wei Guoping said: "I'm not exaggerating, Yulou, you were born to eat this meal." ”

"I know a lot of writers and poets, but there is not one who is as young as you and has such vigorous energy and creative talent."

If there were, they would have been famous a long time ago, and where would they still be crammed into a broken room to create.

It's not that the talent is inferior to the people.

Jiang Yulou was cheeky and said seriously: "Fellow students, your praise has been received. However, now the great writer is going to bed. ”

He waved his hand and said, "You ...... Just step aside. ”

Wei Guoping smiled and said, "Okay, you can make up for some sleep, we won't bother you." ”

Xu Xiangdong's face stinks, "Virtue." ”

Yu Min looked at the manuscript reluctantly, as if reading Jiang Yulou's poems, he could learn how to have a girlfriend.

Before going to bed, Jiang Yulou instructed again: "By the way, this poem has not been published yet, don't pass it on to me." ”

Xu Xiangdong said: "Don't worry, we will definitely keep it secret for you." ”

Although he wants to be the first freshman, he has no dirty thoughts.

Others followed suit.

Jiang Yulou was relieved, covered his head with the quilt, and continued to sleep.

Yu Min returned to bed, but what she thought about was the scene when she saw Wei Guoping on the first day of school......