"That must be a masterpiece of poetry. Seventh brother, please share it with us." Wu Peifang also smiled.

"That poem was written by me to Xiuzhu, why are you making fun of me?" Xiang Nan said speechlessly,

"Oh, you're still shy. If you don't want to say it, I'll ask Sister Xiuzhu to do it." Wang Yufen said with a smile.

"That's right, so what if we listen." Wu Peifang also smiled.

"I'd better go back to the house." Xiang Nan turned around and said.

Seeing this, everyone became more and more curious about the poem.

Wang Yufen immediately called Bai Xiuzhu and asked her to bring the poem over for everyone to see.

Bai Xiuzhu had nothing to do on weekdays and would come here every now and then. Now that she was invited, she put down the phone and rushed over by car.

"Sister Xiuzhu, show us that poem quickly." Everyone said impatiently when they saw her coming.

Bai Xiuzhu was also happy to be in the limelight and immediately took out the poem.

“I said you are April in the world;

The sound of laughter lights up the surrounding wind;

But they all couldn't put it down for the song "You Are April in the World", thinking it was the best love poem they had ever read. After all, they were both at the age of Huaichun, so they all wanted to meet Xiang Nan, the author.

People are talking about "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in teahouses and restaurants, on the streets, in campus bookstores, and even in factories and offices. There are even clever artists who have changed its story into storytelling, drumming, music and lyrics, and are selling it as a skill.

Wu Peifang, Jin Minzhi, Mrs. Jin, Jin Meili, etc. all listened attentively, with joy and plastered smiles on their faces, and they were all moved by the emotions contained in this poem.

"That's right, that's right. Although poetry is a minor topic, Yan Xi's ability to write such poems is considered an improvement." Mrs. Jin said after hearing this.

…

"Isn't this poetry? This is poetry!" Jin Runzhi said excitedly.

"Yes, Lao Qi, please write more songs, my friends all like them too." Jin Minzhi also smiled.

Qiu Chuji, The Seven Monsters of Jiangnan vs. Zuixianlou, has a wonderful story, suspenseful and fascinating, so it has attracted many readers to read it.

"You need to be inspired to write poetry. I really don't have much inspiration recently. I just thought of a sentence..." Xiang Nan smiled.

"Yes, Mom, this poem by Lao Qi is really good." Jin Runzhi smiled and said, "Sister Xiuzhu, can you let me make a copy? I will show it to my friends."

The realm suddenly changes!

"What a "One Generation"." Jin Minzhi praised.

When the three of them heard this, they were stunned again.

…

You are the flowers blooming on each tree,

"This is really Seventh Brother's poem?! It's really well written." Wu Peifang clapped her hands and laughed.

"I told you that Lao Qi is not simple, okay, this poem is really good." Jin Minzhi clapped his hands and smiled.

Xiang Nan also became famous and became a rising star in the Yanjing poetry circle.

The lightness dances and changes in the light of spring.

Bai Xiuzhu loved to be in the limelight, so naturally she would not refuse, so everyone copied a copy.

"Yes, Lao Qi, if this isn't called poetry, those meaningless and pretentious poems should be called rubbish." Jin Minzhi said with a smile.

The previous poem said that although I was born in darkness, I yearn for light, which is my unyielding ideal.

She brought Xiang Nan's poems and novels to school, and they quickly spread them in the school. They didn't particularly like martial arts novels, they just watched them for fun.

"Okay, if you say it's called poetry, then let's call it poetry." Xiang Nan smiled and stopped arguing.

"Lao Qi, please give this poem a name." Jin Runzhi said again.

Jin Runzhi took the poem and recited it emotionally.

"Well, let's call it [a generation]." Xiang Nan thought for a while and said.

Many poetry societies sent him invitations, inviting him to participate in their activities and sing poems and essays.

…

"The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light." Xiang Nan said.

Due to the exciting story, bizarre twists and turns, and constant suspense, every performance can attract a large number of audiences, making "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" more and more popular, and the sales volume of "Beijing Times" has soared to more than 80,000 copies.

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has been serialized for seven days, and the story is getting better and better.

"What are you talking about?" Jin Runzhi asked curiously.

Jin Minzhi, Jin Runzhi, and Jin Meili were stunned for a moment, feeling that although this was just a sentence, it was full of poetry and endless aftertaste.

This made Pan Shouchen very proud, and he thought that buying this novel for six yuan per thousand words was indeed a very good deal.

There were so many new poems in the past, calling for freedom, calling for equality, calling for light, and they were so eloquent that they could not match the weight of this line of poetry.

"That's not necessary." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said with a smile, "As long as the eggs are delicious, there is no need to look at the chickens that lay them."

As Xiang Nan became famous, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" became more and more popular and gradually became a trend.

This name brings the theme of the entire poem to a new level.

Jin Meili was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Brother Qi, your answer is so wonderful!"

But adding this name refers to the belief that tens of millions of people in China today are enslaved and oppressed, but still do not surrender and long for light.

"Lao Qi, after reading your poems, our classmates all agreed that we should write more if we have time." Jin Runzhi also said to Xiang Nan.

Many newspapers reprinted it one after another, making young people crazy about it.

It is the swallow whispering between the beams, - you are love and warmth,

It’s hope, you are April in the world!”

"Brother Qi is really talented. Sister Xiuzhu, let me discuss with you whether you can lend me this poem to copy." Jin Meili requested.

"What are you asking me for?" Xiang Nan asked doubtfully.

"Your novels are good and your poems are so good, so naturally everyone wants to get to know you." Jin Meili said with a smile, "How about you come with us to visit the park on the weekend."

As the popularity of the novel increased, Xiang Nan's reputation also increased, and he gradually became a rising star in the literary world.

"Brother Qi, you are famous now. My classmates are all asking me about you." Jin Meili smiled at Xiang Nan.

The sales of newspapers are increasing steadily, and the stories in each issue can arouse discussions among readers.

Seeing this, many newspapers also asked Xiang Nan to write articles, hoping that he could serialize them in their newspapers.

In the following days, Xiang Nan's "You Are April in the World" and "A Generation" quickly spread in the poetry world.

Xiang Nan naturally did not refuse this.

He can write up to 30,000 words in a day. The Beijing Times can publish up to 3,000 words in each issue, so Xiang Nan can definitely add a few serials. After all, the more serials he has, the more money he will make.

However, Xiang Nan didn't want to use up all his free time. After all, he had many things to do besides writing, so in the end he only accepted invitations from three newspapers.

In this way, he has to write 12,000 words every day. With his hand speed, he can finish it in half a day, and there is still time to allocate freely.
Chapter completed!