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Being so close to Gao Yu, Wen Wan felt a little uncomfortable on her face. She stepped back slightly and said with a blush, "What's wrong with this input method?"

Seeing her action, Gao Yu was stunned for a moment.

I couldn't help but think of a song.

Are you serious about taking half a step back? A small movement can hurt so much.

Shaking his head, Gao Yu said: "It's nothing, I just feel scared."

Wen Wan said with a half-smile: "It seems that only boys are like this, right? What are you afraid of as a girl?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm just...well...by the way, Sister Wan, I feel like something is wrong with you today."

Wen Wan looked complicated and said softly: "Maybe I'm a little tired today. You should write quickly."

"Oh." Gao Yu did not doubt that he was there and slowly typed a line of words on the screen.

"The fragrance of red lotus root and the lingering jade are in autumn."

Wen Wan read it word by word, and then a strong light suddenly burst out in her beautiful eyes.

"Good words, good words."

A glimpse of the leopard can be seen in just one sentence. Wenwan can see the power of this poem.

This image is so powerful.

The lotus withers, the fragrance dissipates, and the desolation of autumn is conveyed in one sentence, which easily complements the sadness of separation in the title.

"Brilliant!"

Wen Wan's eyes shone, looking at Gao Yu expectantly, waiting for his next poem.

Gao Yu waited for her to finish tasting before continuing to type.

"...On the orchid boat alone, who in the clouds will send me a brocade book... The full moon is on the west tower."

"666!" Wen Wan exclaimed.

The first half of the poem was completed in one go, with a profound artistic conception. Wen Wan couldn't help but start to imagine the picture described in the poem.

In an autumn lake with withered lotus flowers, I took off my skirt, put on a bikini, and boarded a small boat.

I looked down at my phone, then looked up at the clouds in the distance, thinking: Who will send me a message today? Yeah?

...

Gao Yu's movements continued, and the second half of the poem slowly appeared, catching Wen Wan's eyes.

"Flowers are floating and water is flowing... There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but it is in my heart."

Wen Wan continues to imagine:

Falling flowers are floating, water is flowing, and each is missing the other.

It's a pity that there is no signal on the mobile phone, so we can't turn on the video, and we can't talk to each other face to face, so we can only be alone and depressed.

The sorrow of lovesickness could not be dismissed. As soon as it disappeared from the frown, it faintly lingered in my heart again.

...

"How about it?"

After finishing writing a poem, Gao Yu turned around and looked at Wen Wan proudly.

I saw that Wen Wan had tears streaming down her face, and she was lost in thought while looking at the poems on her phone.

Gao Yu was startled and said quickly: "Sister Wan, are you okay?"

After hearing Gao Yu's call, Wen Wan barely came back to her senses.

She forced a smile and said: "Your words are so well written, with a fresh and delicate style. Whether it is the scenery or the emotions, you describe them deeply and vividly, showing the sorrow of separation vividly."

Wen Wan's heart was surging, and she praised: "This is simply an eternal song!"

Gao Yu chuckled and said proudly: "Then just say you wrote this poem and use it to deal with those old-timers."

"Did you...give it to me?"

Wen Wan looked at Gao Yu with incredible eyes.

"What's our relationship? But my best friend, what does it mean to give you my first words?"

"However, this poem is different. It is not an ordinary poem."

"What Class [-] and Class [-]? It doesn't matter to me." Gao Yu thought to himself, he could easily write a poem like this.

Wen Wan moved her eyes away from the poem with difficulty, shook her head and said, "No, I can't have this poem. I can help you give it to the Poetry Association for publicity, but I can't say that I wrote it."

"Why? Don't you like it?"

"I like it, I like it very much. If I wrote this poem, then I would be willing to die immediately in the next second, but I know in my heart that it was not written by me. Even if the creator is written in my name, I will I can't accept it with peace of mind, and my conscience is very bad."

Don't scold, don't scold.

Gao Yu touched his nose in embarrassment. Good guy, he always felt like he was being ridiculed.

He feels at ease now, and steals the works of his previous life more and more casually.

"Okay, you can handle it as you see fit." Gao Yu said helplessly.

"Write your name?" Wen Wan asked.

"Don't let it go."

"Then write nameless?"

Gao Yu was suddenly shocked and said, "Why do you want to write Wuming?"

Wen Wan explained: "Gao Yu is familiar with you, and no one else knows him. Saying it was written by him has no influence."

"Is that so?" Gao Yu was confused, feeling that something was not right. "Let alone Wuming, this poem is obviously not suitable for men. Well, let's just write Li Qingzhao as the author."

"Who is Li Qingzhao?"

"No one, just made it up casually."

"Oh." Wen Wan asked again: "By the way, Ling'er, how did you get to know that Gao Yu?"

Gao Yu was stunned. Why is Wenwan asking about me when he has nothing to do? And it seems like you’ve asked this once before, right?

After thinking about it, he said calmly: "Didn't I come here for a commercial performance last time? I met him by chance, and then I found out that he could write songs, so we collaborated on a few songs."

"Oh, that Liu Qingqing, is he his girlfriend?"

Gao Yu's frown deepened and he said, "It shouldn't be that far yet? I don't know the details."

She hummed softly and said, "Go to bed early."

Gao Yu suddenly became energetic, took off his clothes and got into bed.

But after a while, he felt something strange.

"Sister Wan, what's wrong with you? Your whole body is tense, as if you're very nervous?"

Wen Wan relaxed her body and lay down on her back, and said in a panic: "Maybe the air conditioner is too cold."

"That's it."

At this time, Wen Wan suddenly turned around and faced Gao Yu face to face: "Ling'er, I also want to ask you, how did you suddenly become able to write lyrics?"

"I used to be a talented woman, okay? Isn't it easy to write poems?"

It's okay for him to answer like this. Gu Ling'er has mentioned it before. She was also a well-known and talented girl at the beginning.

Gao Yu was a little curious just now about why Wen Wan didn't ask.

I thought she had doubts about her identity.

But it doesn't look like it now.

Wen Wan looked at Gao Yu with a gentle expression and sighed: "You are really talented, really amazing!"

There was appreciation in the voice, but also regret!

"Really? I think so too." Gao Yu said stupidly.

A trace of struggle flashed across her gentle and pretty face, and then she blushed and said, "Ling'er, we..."

Gao Yu raised his head in confusion and looked at Wen Wan in confusion.

Wen Wan took out her phone and clicked on a video that Gao Yu was somewhat familiar with.

then…

Experience the wonder of the Creator.

In this way, the time slowly came to eight o'clock in the evening.

Gao Yu's four songs were launched on the Xiaoxia Music platform under the watchful eyes of everyone in the entertainment industry.

The Internet is boiling.