He let out a long sigh, and said: "If good poems can make people famous, then an article dedicated to praising buildings and pavilions can make this building and the place where it is located famous all over the world. Two articles They are all really good articles, with profound cultural and historical significance. On the Yueyang Tower, I feel the melancholy of the literati who "worry about the world's worries first, and enjoy the world's joy later". Flying, autumn, water, sky and the same color' peerless scenery. What kind of yearning is this for literati or tourists? Even after listening to these two articles, I have the urge to go to the two buildings, not to mention Others. Obviously, with the fame of these two articles, Yueyang Tower and Tengwang Pavilion may truly enter the ranks of China's top famous buildings in the future."

Wan Xiwen echoed: "A prose and a parallel essay. It is comparable to the ten or a hundred poems of those literati and poets. The leaders of the two places probably laughed their jaws off. Not to mention their cultural value, it is estimated that the follow-up The tourism value generated by the two places cannot be measured by money at all."

tomato stand.

The speaker, Cheng Bing, who has always been eloquent and has all kinds of ancient prose, poems and songs at his fingertips, unexpectedly stuttered at this moment.

Two ancient texts!

Two ancient essays that are enough to make the entire Chinese literati look at each other!

He has no words to describe the excitement and shock in his heart.

The director's excited voice sounded in the headset again: "Old Cheng, hurry up and concentrate, the ratings have soared, my God, this late at night, the ratings of a literature forum have soared, almost reaching 0.5% ratings It’s unbelievable, Wang Huan’s influence is too great, right?”

Cheng Bing made a gesture, tried to calm down his heart, and continued to explain seriously.

But he was secretly determined in his heart, he was going to let the stage set aside a week, and he would re-explain all the ancient prose written by Wang Huan tonight in the next week.

When the outside world is boiling.

riverside.

Wang Huan and Qiqi were still sitting side by side on the river embankment, the cold wind blowing from the river didn't make them feel cold, but their hearts became hotter and hotter.

"Sunset clouds and solitary ducks fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky... This picture is so beautiful."

There was fascination in Qiqi's eyes, and she couldn't help admiring.There seemed to be a scene of the setting sun in front of her eyes. The radiance was so bright and sparkling that it made people fascinated.

At this time, Xiao Nizi suddenly yelled: "Senior, I forgot to record your poems and prose just now. What should I do if I don't remember at all?"

Wang Huan said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, if you want to listen to it in the future, I can read it to you at any time."

Qiqi nodded obediently: "Yes."

The night is getting darker.

The wind in the river gradually became stronger, and Wang Huan saw that Qi Qi couldn't help tightening her clothes, so he stretched out his hand and gently embraced Qi Qi.This time Qiqi didn't struggle, but blushed a little, and leaned her head on Wang Huan's shoulder.

The two of them didn't say a word, feeling the tranquility and beauty of this moment.

After a long time.

Wang Huancai said softly, "Qiqi, happy Valentine's Day."

Qi Qi responded: "Senior, Happy Valentine's Day."

this moment.

Needless to say.

Since last June, in the past half a year, Wang Huan has hardly had a few days off, and it can be said that he has been running and busy all the time.At this moment, looking at the quiet and dark river in front of him, he felt Qiqi's warmth.But his heart gradually calmed down, his heart was extremely peaceful, and he enjoyed the rare time in front of him.

I don't know how long I sat there.

Just when the mind is empty in the future.

An emotionless voice sounded in my head.

[Given that the host has reached the peak of his achievements in poetry, novels and prose are slightly involved.After the comprehensive evaluation, congratulations to the host, you have completed the honor of junior writer. 】

[Because the host has reached a junior writer, four parallel world books will be rewarded: "Fortress Besieged" and "Torrent Trilogy" ("Home", "Spring" and "Autumn")]

???

Wang Huan was stunned for a while when he heard the system's voice, but he didn't react at all.

He didn't do anything, why did he suddenly complete the honor of a junior writer?

Could it be possible that I could get honor by sitting here quietly?

wrong!

What does it mean that the achievement in poetry has reached its peak?

His heart trembled slightly, and he quickly looked at his reputation.

The next moment I was dumbfounded.

[Congratulations to the host for gaining 50000 reputation points]

[Congratulations to the host for gaining 60000 reputation points]

[Congratulations to the host for gaining 30000 reputation points]

[Congratulations to the host for gaining 100000 reputation points]

I saw the system's prestige rising rapidly at a terrifying speed, which he had only seen a few times in the past, such as when "Harry Potter" was released globally, he had seen this kind of crazily rising prestige.

"I didn't do anything, where did this reputation come from?"

An ominous premonition rose in Wang Huan's heart.

His abnormal reaction immediately aroused Qi Qi's idea, Qi Qi raised her head in surprise and said, "Senior, what's wrong?"

Wang Huan took a deep breath and said with a smile: "It's okay, Qi Qi, it's late at night, why don't we go back?"

At this moment, all romance was forgotten by him, and he couldn't wait to go back and see what happened, and how his reputation suddenly skyrocketed.

"Ah."

Qi Qi nodded.

The two stood up and prepared to return to the magic city.

Qi Qi took out her mobile phone from her pocket, she wanted to see what time it was.

Just glanced at it, and Qiqi froze in place, stupefied.

"What's wrong? Qiqi?"

Wang Huan asked.

Qiqi raised her head in a daze, and looked at Wang Huan: "Learn...Senior, I seem to have forgotten to turn off the live broadcast."

Chapter 0751 Let Miki come back?

"You didn't turn off the live broadcast?"

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