"I don't remember that there was such a poet named Lin Nan in the circle."

"In theory, it's unreasonable to write so well, and it's nameless."

He said this and looked at Li Qing with anticipation.

Li Qing is old and has no energy. After staying up all night, his face is a little pale now.

But when Editor-in-Chief Zheng talks about Lin Nan, his energy is instantly enough.

"He is the first in the modern poetry student group in Xiacheng this time. He is a student with an unlimited future!"

"student?"

Editor-in-chief Zheng was shocked.

"Yes! The most important thing is that his song "That Life" was written on the spot!"

Li Qing nodded solemnly and spoke.

Written on the spot!

Editor-in-chief Zheng was stunned when he heard this.

Li Qing told all the things that happened.

"It's really amazing to be able to write such a poem. That kid actually wrote such a good poem on the spot just by listening to the Buddha's voice in your phone ringtone?"

"Genius, genius!"

The more I spoke, the more shocked I felt.

"After this collection of poems is released, he can gain a little reputation for him. Then he will continue to work hard and win a prize. Maybe he can try the Chinese department of Yan University without trying it."

Li Qing leaned on the chair and nodded: "I really can't bear to watch him buried such a good seedling."

"The most important thing is..."

Speaking of this, Li Qing paused and raised his head slightly.

“What is it?”

Editor-in-chief Zheng was stunned when he heard this.
Chapter completed!