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Lin Nan wrote the poem on the phone with him that day.
That can't be faked.
Because when Gu Chunbo called, Lin Nan was obviously unprepared.
"You said ghostwriting, can you have evidence?"
Li Qing also looked at Zhao Qinglai: "Before you speak, I hope you can think clearly, because ghostwriting is a very serious matter for an author."
Li Qing had a serious face.
Everyone else looked at Zhao Qinglai.
Lin Nan also turned his head and looked at him.
"I have no proof, but this poem, with such a high artistic conception, cannot be written by a high school student."
Zhao Qinglai said 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 too good, too good, so I don't believe he wrote it."
"Unless he himself proves it to me and proves his talent!"
Zhao Qinglai made a loud noise.
After he finished speaking, he couldn't help puffing out his chest, and stood there with his head raised, acting like an indomitable warrior.
special.
Toxic, right?
Lin Nan looked at Zhao Qinglai's pretending to be aloof, and really wanted to give him a fist.
And this time.
Lin Nan felt eyes from everywhere.
His eyes fell on him.
"I don't think he needs to prove himself to you. If you have evidence, then show it. Without evidence, it is slander."
Gu Chunbo frowned and helped Lin Nan say something.
Li Qing also nodded, agreeing with this statement.
But someone below couldn't help but speak.
"I also think what Zhao Qing said makes sense. The poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms Blooms" is really good! It's not something a student of this age can write!"
"Yes, yes, yes! I think so too, mainly because it's too good."
Someone below agrees.
Ren Yingying and others looked at Lin Nan.
Director Ren didn't speak at this time, but he was also curious about Lin Nan.
"This……"
Gu Chunbo frowned, never expecting to become like this.
"See, everyone doesn't believe it, but if Chairman Gu and Teacher Li Qing insist on saying that he is fine, then I have nothing to say!"
Zhao Qinglai snorted coldly and said another sentence.
This is a bit embarrassing to say.
It was said that Gu Chunbo's whole face was not good-looking, and even Li Qing's expression over there was a little strange.
What does this mean?
This clearly means that they are covering up Lin Nan!
And just now when Lin Nan and Gu Chunbo came in together, they were seen by many people.
and so……
Some people doubt the relationship between Lin Nan and Gu Chunbo.
At the same time, I feel that maybe Gu Chunbo helped write it!
This is a matter of course!
Below are whispering voices.
Gu Chunbo and Li Qing felt as if they were being grilled on the fire.
Just when Gu Chunbo was trying to think of something to say.
"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 are so persistent in saying that I am a ghostwriter, is it because you know that your writing is not as good as mine?"
Lin Nan looked at him.
Zhao Qinglai's face darkened: "I admit that this poem is very good, but it's a ghostwritten work, what can I say?"
"Oh, how about this, what you wrote seems to be about love, doesn't it?"
Lin Nan glanced at Zhao Qinglai's poem title.
"Of course, what I wrote here is the girl I met in my dream. I felt something in my heart, so I wrote something. It is a poem that incorporates my feelings and understanding!"
Zhao Qinglai nodded, still raised his head, and when he said these words, he was full of complacency.
"Isn't it just self-obscenity? Why are you talking so high?"
Lin Nan sighed.
Zhao Qinglai's face froze when he heard this, his eyes were full of fire.
"What are you talking about! You are slandering my poems! You don't understand literature at all!"
"You are a guy who doesn't understand anything at all, and hasn't even gotten into literature. You still don't admit that you hired a ghostwriter?"
Zhao Qinglai spoke very loudly.
Everyone else looked at Lin Nan.
Lin Nan was not in a hurry.
"Writing a poem is called literature? How can literature be so simple."
"You'll be in a hurry if I say something about you. If I write a poem about love that's better than yours, won't you be blown up?"
Lin Nan shook his head.
Looking at this Zhao Qinglai is very annoying.
If it wasn't because he hated Gu Chunbo, Lin Nan wouldn't even bother to talk.
"Write better love poems than me?"
"At your age, do you know what love is?"
Zhao Qinglai said coldly.
"Don't worry about whether you understand it or not. What you wrote is really meaningless."
Lin Nan yawned.
I didn't sleep well just now, and was woken up by Ren Yingying.
"Then you write, then you write!"
"Write it out if you have the ability! What kind of skill is it to speak empty words!"
Zhao Qing is on fire.
At his age, up to now, he has accomplished nothing.
Zhao Qinglai has published a few poems in some newspapers over the years, received a little remuneration, and dreamed of becoming a poet all day long.
As a poet, you can earn a lot of royalties.
Not only that, he can also look forward to a beautiful love or something.
and so.
He paid special attention to this game.
His poems were written by him after more than a month of painstaking efforts.
That was a painstaking effort!
This time Zhao Qing came, absolutely not allowed to be robbed of the limelight by Lin Nan!
"Isn't it just a poem? After thinking about it, it came out. How can it be so difficult?"
Lin Nan shook his head, his mind spinning wildly.
I can't figure it out yet.
Then procrastinate.
On the contrary, it was very refreshing to see Zhao Qinglai stomping his feet in anger.
"Then you write, you write!"
Zhao Qinglai was still there saying: "If you can't write it, your poem is a ghostwriter!"
He's already starting to rogue.
Poet, literati, what are you famous for?
You can't just rely on what you write.
It has to be hype!
That's a good hype.
Zhao Qinglai wanted to write an article about this matter afterwards, so he wrote about the inside story of Xiacheng's modern poetry selection, and when he submitted the article, he could earn a manuscript fee!
It's delicious to think about!
When Zhao Qing comes, he might gain both fame and fortune!
"You want me to write so much? Then I will."
Lin Nan looked at him.
Gu Chunbo, Li Qing and others also looked at Lin Nan one by one.
They haven't spoken yet.
Li Qing's cell phone rang at this moment.
The ringtone of his mobile phone is a Buddhist song, like the sound of chanting.
Li Qing quickly pinched it off, he didn't have much time to answer the phone at this time.
It was the moment when I heard this Buddhist song.
Lin Nan was inspired.
His eyes lit up, and he took a step forward, taking the microphone from Gu Chunbo's hand.
"Okay, just write."
"I'll brew up my emotions."
Lin Nan was silent for a moment.
When everyone around him focused their eyes on him.
Lin Nan then opened his mouth slowly.
"The poem I wrote should be called "That Life"."
Chapter 244 Genius, Genius