Wild Lucky God

In the live broadcast room, the water friends were also completely stunned.

When they heard Xue Qian say it at first, they just wanted to laugh. After all, people who fly abroad by plane sometimes have this illusion, but when Ye Tian opened his mouth, everyone knelt down.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"I've got a boss!"

"Plop~ I'm already on my knees!"

"Nimma, upstairs, make room, let's kneel together."

"Damn! Squeeze, and I'll kneel too, three times in a row."

"The moment I heard the anchor say these words, I just felt a surge of electricity from the soles of my feet along my whole body and hit Tianling Gai directly, and my whole body couldn't help shivering."

"Nimma, hearing this sentence, I feel goosebumps all over my body."

"I'll go, the anchor is actually so literary."

"Where is this literary quality? People who say such things are simply masters of literature."

"Anyway, no matter what you do, I'm kneeling anyway."

Chapter 2 Seventy

"Uh"

Ye Tian was taken aback by the dumbfounded emotions of these people.

Because of this sentence, haven't they heard of it?

If they are so famous, they don't even know?

That's a bunch of illiterates.

Standing next to the plane, Lin Xueer, who hadn't had time to get in yet, stared at Ye Tian with her two bright eyes wide open at this moment.

Originally, she was attracted by Ye Tian's interesting personality and handsome appearance. After all, men are not bad, and women don't love them. An unruly personality like Ye Tian can easily make girls feel good.

Well, it's the feeling of meeting Prince Charming in a fairy tale.

Whether it is a man or a woman, they will have fantasies and expectations about their significant other and their relationship.

But she never expected that Ye Tian had such a high literary quality.

This kind of simple words, but contains profound philosophy, even they ordinary people sound very shocking, you can imagine how powerful these words are.

Hmm, there is a feeling of ignorance.

A middle-aged man in a suit, with a very refined temperament, stepped forward a little hesitantly, and asked aloud: "Little brother, where did this sentence come from? It sounds like a modern poem. Which poet is it? Please let me know."

Many people who were stunned also pricked up their ears. This sentence sounds very shocking. Then this poem should be very famous, and they all have the urge to read the full text of such a famous poem.

Ye Tian asked back in surprise: "You don't even know this?"

He was really surprised. Although this poem by Ai Qing is not popular, this sentence has been popular for a long time. Basically, modern people know it, okay?

Especially the exclamation he said is the essence of his modern poetry.

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed by Ye Tian's rhetorical question. As a lover of modern poetry, he had never even heard of this line of poetry. It is such a good modern poem.

He doesn't even need to read the whole article, just this one sentence, he can conclude that this modern poem is absolutely awesome and can be called a classic.

"Ahem~~ I'm not very talented, I really don't know, I hope my little brother will let me know, I'll go and read it when I get back." Ordinary people may be angry because of this sentence, but this middle-aged man who is not an ordinary person at first sight, but Instead of being angry, he respected the corporal.

Ye Tian also faintly felt that something was wrong, and asked Xue Qian in a low voice, "Xue Qian, you don't know?"

Xue Qian shook his head in bewilderment: "I'm also on Phuket Island!"

He was also a little confused, obviously what Ye Tian said had the same meaning as him, why is there such a big difference?

The same experience, the same getting off the plane, the same exclamation, why?

Ye Tian hurriedly searched his memory, and suddenly woke up, saying, it turns out that this modern poem does not exist in this world at all.

Depend on!

This accident, he pretended to be coercive again.

"Little brother." The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Ye Tian, ​​and couldn't help calling out again.

If he didn't want to know the source of this modern poem, he probably would have thrown away his sleeves and left long ago. Given his status, there is no need to do this to this extent.

Ye Tian glanced at the middle-aged man, and said lightly: "For the sake of your discernment, let me tell you, the author of this modern poem is Ye Tian."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Xue Qian's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

When the middle-aged man heard Ye Tian's words, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked him: "Thank you little brother, I will read it immediately when I get back."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. When he got the answer, he just went back and searched.

Those who knew the name also secretly wrote down the name, ready to go back and search for it.

Well, no one knew at all that the name Ye Tian said was himself, and they never thought that the one standing in front of them was Ye Tian!

They all thought that Ye Tian was some great poet they didn't know, and when they went back, they were going to read it carefully, pay homage to him, and then pretend to be coquettish with their friends.

After all, that sentence is really pretentious.

Xue Qian's eyes widened. Others didn't know, how could he not know?

What the hell!

There are [-] sentences in my heart that I want to say!

But nothing could be said.

There was another person at the scene who knew Ye Tian's name, and that was Lin Xueer.

Because of her identity, she secretly wrote it down when she was helping Ye Tian check the ticket.

Her beautiful eyes are wide open, her small mouth is slightly opened, unable to close it.

He kept watching Ye Tian disappear from sight.