I became popular in half the entertainment industry

Da Mao lay at his feet, looking up at them, as if he had returned to the days in the basement.

"Do you still remember when you took the postgraduate entrance examination last winter?" Uncle Zhang raised his glass and said.

Shen Lin nodded.

"There is nothing worse than before, so don't blame others, and don't be discouraged. Li Hong and I are optimistic about you." Uncle Zhang finished speaking.

Uncle Zhang saw that he was here to comfort himself.

When you are in your glory, you may not be able to see Uncle Zhang, but as long as you feel lost, complacent and wronged, he will always appear in time.

I still remember the content hidden in my meagerness, every time I suffer, Uncle Zhang can always rely on a meal, a word, to make myself confident again.

Such a confidant is so rare.

Li Hong also nodded, and even Da Mao raised his head and called out.

Shen Lin said with a smile: "It's okay. If there is no such thing, maybe Little Swallow's ratings are at the top. Although you feel that it is already very high, it still hasn't reached what I want. Now it's all right. Someone took the initiative to give it I hype it, why am I not angry?"

In fact, Shen Lin also understands that in this world, good dramas also need topics. Without topics, the popularity will always decline.

"Blow, who almost crushed the phone this afternoon." Li Hong wrinkled her nose and said.

Shen Lin said embarrassingly, "That's why Uncle Zhang didn't come."

Zhang Langxiong put his arm on his lap and sighed, "Your Uncle Zhang can't help you now, he can only cook you a meal and have a drink with you."

Li Hong looked at Uncle Zhang with red eyes.

In her heart, Uncle Zhang will always be that very capable senior and their strong backing patriarch.

Shen Lin picked up the wine glass and said, "Uncle Zhang's rice and wine are the best."

Finished talking and drank the wine.

Uncle Zhang smiled and shook his head, he felt that Shen Lin was indeed different, stronger and more open-minded, this is what a man should be like.

After all, life is like this, and it can't always be smooth sailing.

"Li Hong, you are also good, now the streets are full of your plays!"

Li Hong blushed and said, "It's like a dream for me. I never thought that I would really be popular if I played the leading role. It's still very popular."

After speaking, he looked at Shen Lin.

Shen Lin ate the food on his own, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The words of gratitude that reached his mouth were swallowed again.

"I only drink today and don't talk about anything else." Uncle Zhang knew that Shen Lin didn't want to hear words of gratitude.

Li Hong nodded and said to Shen Lin: "Slow down, save some for Da Mao."

Walter, this is going too fast.

Soon, Huanzhugege began to be played on TV, and Da Mao raised his head and watched there.

Zhang Langxiong is not flattering Shen Lin, this drama is really well shot, whether it is the plot or the characters, it makes people want to stop.

And regardless of the music or costumes and props, you have to pay more attention than all other dramas. Although it may only be a little better than theirs, but just this little bit can completely make a drama, not to mention it has so many advantages.

It would be perfect if there were no news of plagiarism.

But in the world, there is such a perfect thing.

After drinking, Tang's company car picked up Zhang Langxiong. Now Zhang Langxiong has no filming, but is helping Tang prepare a new movie.

Zhang Langxiong also didn't say that since he was selected as the best actor in the Academy Award, instead of making Shen Lin happy for himself, it would be better for him not to worry about himself, because he has much more to take care of and worry about than them .

He didn't drink much wine, Shen Lin drank half a catty, and Uncle Zhang had four liang.

Shen Lin opened the window in his bedroom and lit a cigarette.

This is already a habit of his. He usually doesn't smoke, but he always likes to have one when he is particularly happy or stressed.

In the past, I wanted to see myself openly and face my ordinary self and ordinary life calmly, but now I want to calm myself down and solve many things that I didn't even dare to think about before.

Which is good and which is bad, only Shen Lin knows.

After pinching off the cigarette, Shen Lin looked at his young and childish self in the mirror, so handsome, as if he was flipping through the photos when he was young, thinking that everything was good before.

Shen Lin opened Weibo on his mobile phone, and he decided that people like Jiang Wei must be stepped on.

So Shen Lin thought of a poem by Bei Dao in that world.

This poem is one of the recitation competitions for the students in Shen Lin's tutoring class.

He still clearly remembers the passionate verse.

So Shen Lin wrote directly on his meager blog: "Despicableness is the passport of the humble, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble."

At this time, many people have just finished watching Huan Zhu Ge Ge and are still immersed in the plot. Naturally, they will go online to watch the plagiarism dispute.

Shen Lin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, and almost everyone surrounded him.

"Water, is this poetry? It feels awesome!"

"After all, it's a great screenwriter, even if you fight back, it's so beautiful."

"Isn't this writing too philosophical? It should be a philosophical poem."

Shen Lin didn't expect that Bei Dao's answer didn't exist in this world either.

While he was sighing, the words of the well-meaning netizens just now were quickly suppressed.

"Who the hell did you copy this poem from?"

"It must have been copied."

Shen Lin thought to himself, you are really right, you just copied it.

"Brother, is it interesting to copy back and forth like this?"

"I think the meanest thing is you."

"No one cares about this one? It's not good to pretend that you're a genius? I liked you so much in the past, so you're a fake, so you're off the hook."

Over there, Jiang Wei suddenly went online, and he was waiting for Shen Lin to appear.

This time, he not only wants to win the lawsuit, but also needs to step on Shen Lin's fame.

Seeing that almost all the netizens were on his side, he became even more unscrupulous.

He first searched the Internet for this sentence written by Shen Lin, "Meanness is the passport of the mean, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble."

It turned out not to be. It seems that this poem was also original by Shen Lin.After all, he had seen the scene where Shen Lin wrote the script on the spot.

Jiang Wei sneered, you wrote it?

joke.I just want to step on your image of a talented scholar, and you are here.

Jiang Wei wrote on the Internet: Shen Lin, you wrote my poems on your meager account, are you trying to prove that you are a robber and thief?

Netizens are in a mess, what?

Is this really plagiarized?Or plagiarized Jiang Wei?

Can you pick up a piece of wool?

Shen Lin's heart was full of alpacas. I bought a watch last year.You are so shameless.

"Shen Lin, you are shameless."

"Shen Lin, you are out of the entertainment industry."

Netizens who didn't know why at this time thought Jiang Wei was the weak one, the one being bullied, and they all condemned Shen Lin.

Chapter 111 I wrote a poem

Walter, is this shameless meeting the legendary invincible?

Shen Lin is really convinced by this one.

But you said you wrote it, well, do you have the ability to write the whole poem?

Wait, this is really a good idea.

Shen Lin wrote on Weibo: You wrote it?You can’t write poetry with just this line, can you?If you really want to prove that you wrote it, write out the whole poem.

Jiang Wei, who was so happy to take off for a while, didn't expect that he had set himself a trap.

How can I write poetry? I can't play with such elegant things at all.

But he can't be so cowardly, but if he writes it, he really can't write it.

So he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, thinking that I don't believe that you really know how to write poetry, so I said I just wrote this sentence, how can you argue?

The following netizens didn't dislike big things when they watched the excitement, so they all asked Jiang Wei to write the whole poem, so that it could prove that Shen Lin was a hypocrite, and they could scold them severely.

There is the thrill of watching the world collapse.

"Jiang Wei, write all the poems quickly, we want to see how you slap this hypocrite."

"Down with the liar Shen Lin, we support you, Jiang Wei."

"Jiang Wei, you are so handsome!"

"Handsome and talented."

When netizens shouted this, Jiang Wei not only stopped panicking, but also became more confident.As long as it doesn't matter what they say, as long as you insist that you wrote it yourself, and even wrote a sentence, who can say anything to yourself?

Is there no poem that can cut across the past and present without a single sentence?

So Jiang Wei immediately wrote: Don't mislead netizens, I just wrote this poem, it's not like you don't know.And a sentence is worth a thousand words, isn't it?

Damn, I know a ghost.

Jiang Wei was unreasonable at first, but he said it with confidence, and many netizens have already preconceived and regarded Shen Lin as a plagiarist. Naturally, he is also the plagiarist at this time.

Many netizens made up their minds about how Shen Lin took over Jiang Wei's script and his poems. The more they thought about it, the more they felt that this was true.

In this way, most netizens feel that Jiang Wei is noble, while Shen Lin is despicable.

But Shen Lin was happy, you can't write, but I can.

I will hit you in the face and "slap" it.

When Shen Lin thought about it, he got excited, so he wrote on Weibo: Many people asked me to answer whether I plagiarized Jiang Wei's script. Here, I will use my answer to answer everyone.

So Shen Lin went on to write: Answer

Despicable is the pass of the despicable,

Noble is the epitaph of the noble.

Look, in the gilded sky,

Floating with the curved reflection of the dead.

The ice age has passed,

Why are Bing Ling everywhere?

I don’t believe the sky is blue,

I don’t believe in Ray’s echo,

I don’t believe that dreams are fake,

I don't believe in death without retribution

As soon as Shen Lin's answer was written, everyone was stunned. Could this be the complete poem?

This is also very well written, right?

But why did Jiang Wei say that he just wrote a sentence?

Could it be that this poem was not written by Jiang Wei, but by Shen Lin?

Although many people don't understand poetry, good and bad can still be seen at a glance.

This answer by Bei Dao has touched generations of people in that world. In this spiritually barren world, it is no less than discovering a new continent.

Many people who knew Shen Lin were sweating for him at first, because they didn't expect Jiang Wei to be so shameless and dare to carry on shamelessly to the end in front of so many netizens.

But now that Shen Lin wrote this poem directly, who can say that this poem was written by Jiang Wei?