As an actor, it makes sense for me to know some kung fu, right?

"I'll go! After waiting for a day, the blogger finally bubbled up, but what do you mean by this post?"

"That's right, could it be that we all guessed wrong? Besides, you are so talented!"

“I used to think that all talents were just bragging, but after seeing bloggers, I discovered that some people are indeed ‘talented’.”

"No wonder I became the champion of the Modern Poetry Contest. No one can do it with a poem on this day!"

……

Those netizens who had just followed 'Qinglian Jushi' suddenly discovered that this guy had posted another update.

Originally, everyone thought that this guy's update was to respond to netizens' speculation about his gender.

But I didn’t expect the dynamic content to be:

[Everyone guesses that I am a man, so if I come up with the following poem, how will you respond? 】

'I said...you are the human...April day...'

'The sound of laughter... lights up... the wind on all sides... is light...'

……

Seeing this, netizens were stunned one after another. For a while, everyone was shaken by their judgment yesterday:

"Speaking of which, this is definitely a poem that could only be written by a woman. It is so soft and light."

"I said yesterday that Lay Practitioner Qinglian might be standing on the third floor. She was probably leading us to guess that she is a man."

"The third level! Why didn't you say she was in the atmosphere? But I also think this poem was written by a woman."

"It doesn't make sense. Who can be a man and a woman? It's too hard to guess. I have no way of dealing with it, okay?"

……

"It's so funny. This layman Qinglian is really good at playing. He just doesn't tell you what his situation is and just lets you guess."

"It's so mysterious, yet so talented. Now I'm really curious about who is behind it."

"Has anyone broken the news about who this layman Qinglian is?

By the way, didn't he or she participate in the modern poetry competition? Why don't they even have any information? "

"Yes, yes, the organizer of the competition is too incompetent. He doesn't even know the identity of the author?"

……

Seeing this, Zhou Wenhao, the president of the Modern Poetry Association, blushed.

He feels that these netizens are simply connoting themselves. How can they be incompetent if they don't know their identity?

"It makes no sense. People say they are afraid of society, but I can't force them!

Besides, such a talent must be recruited to the Modern Poetry Association so that he will not be buried! "

Thinking of this, Zhou Wenhao felt much more comfortable.

He quickly sent a private message to layman Qinglian, to the effect that he had completed the association's membership procedures for him.

In other words, from now on, Lay Buddhist Qinglian will be a member of the Modern Poetry Association.

"But this time, even if we can't know the other party's specific information, we still need to get the other party's contact information. We can't contact each other through private messages every time something happens!"

Zhou Wenhao thought so in his heart.

Fortunately, soon, the 'Qinglian layman' on the other side replied:

"Okay, thank you very much, President Zhou. When you have to deal with that boy named Xu in the future, please say hello to me!"

After receiving this reply from 'Principal Qinglian', Zhou Wenhao felt that his energy in the past two days was not in vain.

However, he still remembered to ask for contact information. It was still too troublesome to always send private messages, so he sent another message:

"Qinglian, I have already arranged the time to deal with the boy named Xu, and it is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

You don’t have to worry about the specific arrangements. When the time comes, you just need to contribute your own poetry...

By the way, can you give me your contact information? In this case, it will be easier for us to contact you. "

"This is another person asking for my contact information. If I hadn't had a similar experience, I wouldn't have been able to reply to this message!"

Seeing this, Xu Lu smiled and replied:

"Okay, President Zhou, this is my mobile phone number: 138..., you can contact me directly if you have any questions."

In fact, of course Xu Lu would not give out his contact information.

He had no intention of contacting Zhou Wenhao directly, so what he gave was just a virtual number generated by the artificial intelligence butler ‘Zhen Weis’.

If Zhou Wenhao really makes this call at that time, it will be answered by ‘Zhen Weis’ and then handled.

With the vast magical power of 'Zhen Weis', it will be quite simple to generate a voice that makes it impossible to distinguish between male and female.

The reason why Xu Lu said that he had similar experience was because he had given Wu Leile such a virtual number before.

Of course, at that time, it was given in the name of ‘the contact information of Daxu’s internal special effects technical person in charge’.

Xu Lu asked ‘Zhen Weis’ later.

I learned that Director Wu Leilei had actually called several times, and he had a very pleasant chat with the 'person in charge' on the phone, and it seemed that he was reluctant to meet him at such a late date.

While he was deep in thought, the voice of ‘Zhen Weiss’ happened to be heard next to him:

"Mr. Xu, I have received a call from Zhou Wenhao, the president of the Modern Poetry Association. Do you have any instructions on the content?"

"There are no instructions, you create a voice that makes the other person indistinguishable about gender, and the rest is free to play."

Xu Lu said with a smile.

‘Zhen Weis’ immediately replied:

"Okay, Mr. Xu, the conversation with Zhou Wenhao has started. Do you want to listen in?"

"No need, I have other things to do here!"

Originally, Xu Lu wanted to hear it.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and he stopped this idea.

Obviously, the person knocking on the door should be Leilei Wu, presumably because the first-day box office of ‘The Incredible Hulk’ has been released.

as predicted.

After Xu Lu shouted, "Come in," Director Wu walked in with excitement on his face.

"Mr. Xu, it's out! The first-day box office of 'The Incredible Hulk' is out, it's a total of 64 million!"

When Wu Leilei said this, his face glowed red.

Xu Lu didn't feel any surprise about this, but he still smiled and congratulated:

"Congratulations, Director Wu, congratulations on rising again!"

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Xu, and thank you and the company for your support. Without you, I, Wu Leilei, would not be where I am today!"

Director Wu was indeed moved.

One year ago today, he failed miserably in the 'Magic City Bunker' project and fell directly to the bottom.

Until one day, when he saw that he was hopeless, a thought suddenly came to his mind:

Join Dashu Culture!

Although he felt that there was little hope, he really did it with the mentality of giving it a try.

Then...he became a member of Daxu culture.

And then...he made 'The Incredible Hulk', and now it has turned around, and it was a big hit at the box office on the first day!

Wu Leilei knew that the reason why he was able to turn around was all because of the support of Mr. Xu in front of him.

The other party not only supported him to continue making science fiction films, but also personally created the script for "The Incredible Hulk".

It can be said that my success today is inseparable from Mr. Xu.

"Mr. Xu...thank you!"

Wu Leile originally had a lot of words of thanks to say, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into the simplest two words, 'thank you'.

Of course, compared to Director Wu Leilei who was grateful, President Zhou Wenhao and Chairman Zhou on the other side were a little confused.