Ghost-in-Order!

Zhao Qing said as soon as he talked.

Everyone was in an uproar.

"Would you be too irresponsible to say that?"

Gu Chunbo frowned when he heard this, turned his head to look at him, his eyes a little unhappy.

Lin Nan wrote the poem on the phone with him that day.

That's impossible to fake it.

Because when Gu Chunbo called, Lin Nan was obviously not prepared.

"You said you can have evidence?"

Li Qing also looked at Zhao Qinglai: "Before you speak, I hope you can think clearly, because ghostwriter is a very serious matter for an author."

Li Qing's face was full of seriousness.

Everyone else looked at Zhao Qinglai.

Lin Nan also turned his head and looked at him.

"I have no evidence, but this poem has such a high-level artistic conception, so it cannot be written by a high school student."

Zhao Qinglai spoke very simply: "Look at the poems written by other high school students, and then look at his poem."

"I never believe in any genius. His song is so good, it's too good, so I don't believe it was written by him."

"Unless he proves it to me himself and proves his talent!"

Zhao Qing came and made a sound.

After saying that, he couldn't help but stand up, standing there, tilting his head, making him look like an indomitable warrior.

Fuck.

Is it poisonous?

Lin Nan looked at Zhao Qinglai's pretending to be noble, and really wanted to punch him.

And at this time.

Lin Nan felt the gaze from all over the place.

His eyes fell on him.

"I don't think he needs to prove himself to you. If you have evidence, then take it out. If there is no evidence, it is slander."

Gu Chunbo frowned and said something to Lin Nan.

Li Qing also nodded, agreeing with this statement.

But there were still people below who couldn't help but speak.

"I also think Zhao Qing's words make sense. The poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming" is really good! It doesn't seem like students of this age can write it!"

"Yes, yes! I think so too, mainly because it's so good."

Someone echoed below.

Ren Yingying and others looked at Lin Nan.

Director Ren didn't say anything at this time, but he was also a little curious about Lin Nan.

"this……"

Gu Chunbo frowned, but he didn't expect it to evolve into this.

"I saw it, no one believed it, but if President Gu and Teacher Li Qing insisted on saying that he was fine, then I had nothing to say!"

Zhao Qinglai snorted coldly and said another sentence.

This is a bit heartbroken.

Gu Chunbo's face was not good-looking, and even Li Qing's expression was a little wrong.

What does this mean?

This is clearly a feeling that they are covering up Lin Nan!

And when Lin Nan and Gu Chunbo came in together, they were seen by many people.

so……

Some people doubt the relationship between Lin Nan and Gu Chunbo.

At the same time, I think it might be written by Gu Chunbo!

This is natural!

Below are whispering sounds.

Gu Chunbo and Li Qing were suddenly baked on the fire rack.

Just as Gu Chunbo was trying to say something.

"Hey, you."

The boy's voice suddenly came to mind.

"Are you talking to me?"

Zhao Qinglai turned his head, looked at Lin Nan, and raised his head arrogantly.

"You insist on saying that I am a ghostwriter because you know that you are not as good as me?"

Lin Nan looked at him.

Zhao Qinglai's face darkened: "I admit that this poem is very good, but what is there to say about the writing work?"

"Oh, then that's how you write about love, right?"

Lin Nan glanced at Zhao Qinglai's poem name.

"Of course, what I wrote about is the girl I met in my dream. I felt something in my heart. What I wrote about is a poem that integrates my feelings and my understanding!"

Zhao Qinglai nodded, still raised his head, and was full of pride when he said these words.

"Isn't it just self-perception? Why are you so arrogant?"

Lin Nan sighed.

Zhao Qinglai's face froze when he heard this, and his eyes were full of fire.

"What are you saying? You are slandering my psalm! You don't understand literature at all!"

"You are just a guy who doesn't know anything and doesn't even get into the literature. Don't you admit that you're looking for a ghostwriter?"

Zhao Qing spoke loudly.

Everyone else looked at Lin Nan.

Lin Nan was not in a hurry.

"Writing a poem is called literature? Literature is not that simple."

"You'll be anxious when you say something. If I write a poem about love that is better than you, will you have to explode?"

Lin Nan shook his head.

Zhao Qing was very annoyed when he saw this.

If it weren't for his confrontation with Gu Chunbo, Lin Nan wouldn't be too lazy to speak.

"A better love poem than me?"

"At your age, do you understand what love is?"

Zhao Qinglai spoke coldly.

"Don't worry about whether you understand or not, the one you wrote is really meaningless."

Lin Nan yawned.

I didn't sleep well just now, but I was woken up by Ren Yingying.

"Then you write, then you write!"

"If you have the ability, write it out! What is the ability of empty mouth and white teeth!"

Zhao Qing is popular.

At his age, he has achieved nothing.

Zhao Qinglai has published a few poems in some newspapers over the years, received a little reward, and dreamed of becoming a poet all day long.

If you become a poet, you can earn a lot of royalties.

Not only that, he can also look forward to a beautiful love or something.

so.
To be continued...