Rebirth of the era of struggle

Can this also be called poetry?

This is called poetry.

Wang Mazi, who did not graduate from elementary school next door, could be called a great poet.

Opening and shutting up is either a cucumber or shit, Lu Yang is very suspicious whether this collection of poems was written when he was squatting in the pit.

The key is.

Just such a person, mocking him on the Internet that station C stinks like shit, and there is such a high degree of popularity.

"How did he become a great poet?"

Lu Yang was very suspicious.

but.

When he took a closer look at the other party's encyclopedia, he seemed to understand something.

The daughter of the famous writer Ling Pingzhi.

It turned out to be a second generation of Wen!

The second generation of officials, the second generation of stars, Lu Yang can still understand, but he can't understand the second generation of text. After all, most people have the ability to distinguish between good and bad words.

If you can't write a good work, this thing can't be promoted by force?

Doesn't this treat readers as fools?

and also.

Born into a scholarly family, shouldn't one be gentle, educated and educated?

Why is the work written so dirty.

Is swearing so ugly?

What is wrong?

Lu Yang couldn't figure it out, but he didn't intend to swallow it. It was fine for others to criticize him, but he felt that it was an insult to his personality to be criticized by such a person who baited for fame.

Turn on the trending talk post again.

Lu Yang found out.

There are also many people who know the achievements of this great poet.

Many people also posted some works of this great poet under the comments.

If he had looked through a few more posts just now, there would be no need for Lu Yang to search for the other party's works. Seeing so many people's comments, Lu Yang confirmed that he did not make a mistake just now.

This guy is really famous.

I thought about it.

Lu Yang logged into the bib account that he hadn't logged in for a long time.

Writer Deer from afar.

This account has done a lottery before, and as Lu Yang's book became popular, more and more fans, now there are more than 30 fans, these are all real fans, not the kind of bought Zombie fans.

30 followers is not much.

Compared with Ling Shuangshuang's bib fans, there are nearly half of them.

From Lu Xiaoyu's side, Lu Yang knew that Ling Shuangshuang was the first to insult Station C on the bibo platform, and it was also from here that he became popular, so he decided to fight back here.

How to fight back?

Lu Yang thought about it.

The poems written by the other party are so good, why not use poems to fight back.

Think for a moment.

Lu Yang tapped on the keyboard.

Soon.

A little poem was written.

Lu Yang felt that his poetry writing skills were poor, but no matter how poor he was, he was still at the level of an amateur group, and he was much better than Ling Shuangshuang.

After writing.

Lu Yang checked it again.

I looked again and found some popular answers on this topic, then clicked publish, and Aite posted Ling Shuangshuang and some big Vs who had expressed their opinions.

I/

would not write poetry/

Because I learned to enter/

so/

learned/

write poetry.

Just released.

Soon, many people who eat melons replied.

"Damn, the Deer God cheated on the corpse. It's been more than a year, and this is the first time the Deer God has sent a message."

"Haha, I laughed so hard. If I hadn't read Ling Shuangshuang's poem, I wouldn't have understood what Deer God meant. After seeing this poem written by Deer God, I realized that I could compose poetry."

"It's really too simple to compose a poem. You only need to be able to enter the carriage return. Lu Shen is mocking Ling Shuangshuang. She has a personality, and I like it."

"Isn't this just a double body? Haha, it turns out that only spaces are needed. However, the deer god still lacks a little essence. It is not perfect without writing shit and urine."

See this comment.

Lu Yang had an idea.

I tapped the keyboard again.

wrote again.

"

i'm shitting/

you are writing poetry/

see your poem /

Seems to be/

I'm in Lashi/

You are writing shit. "

……

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Chapter 701

Post two poems up.

Lu Yang's mood improved a lot.

Close the webpage and stop paying attention to this matter. After all, with his current status, there is no need to argue too much with a writer who is trying to gain fame. It is a waste of time...

but.

What Lu Yang didn't know was.

Two poems he wrote at random.

Reposted by countless netizens.

It even made the news.

It brought a lot of trouble to Ling Shuangshuang.

This is something.

"Brother, it's time to eat..."

Lin Xiaoyu's voice came from outside the door.

Lu Yang turned his head and looked.

Found that Lin Xiaoyu was peeking at something outside the crack of the door, after seeing that, Lin Xiaoyu ran away quickly.

Go back to the living room.

The food was served on the table, with a strong aroma. Several stewed dishes included old hen stewed with vermicelli, mutton stewed with carrots, and pig's trotters stewed.

Grandma knew that Lu Yang liked to eat mutton, so she picked up a big piece for him first, and then picked up a big chicken drumstick for Lin Xiaoyu.

"Grandma, I don't like chicken legs."

Lin Xiaoyu muttered.

"Why don't you like to eat? You liked to eat when you were young."

"That was when I was a child, not now."

Lin Xiaoyu explained.

Now that living conditions have improved, unlike before, many young people don't like chicken legs, which are meaty parts.

"Grandma made it for you, you eat it."

Qian Ping said.

Lin Xiaoyu was unmoved, rolled his eyes, took advantage of Lu Yang's inattention, and put the chicken legs into his bowl.

"Brother, you can eat."

……

Qian Xiaohong stayed in Qingshan County for several days.

period.

I went to Qianjiazhuang, and then went to see the old house in Shuangji Town. It's just that after so many years, the original old house has disappeared, and it has been repaired into a small three-story western-style building.

Before the family who adopted her moved away, they sold their homestead.

now.

Things have changed for a long time, and they can no longer see what they used to be.

but.

There are many familiar places.

Once primary school...

Old movie theater in town.

lively street.

And that small broken bridge that you have to go to and from school...

Lin Xiaoyu also stayed at Lu Yang's house for a few days.

After knowing that Lu Yang had a baby, he kept pestering him to see it.

Lu Yang was helpless.

He could only take her to Liu Qingqing's house. Although Lin Xiaoyu sneered at her brother, she still liked Xiao Xiaoqing very much, and she couldn't bear to let her go.

The little girl is also very face-saving, and she learned to call her aunt in one afternoon, which made Lin Xiaoyu very happy.

Time passes day by day.

In a blink of an eye, it is the seventh day of the first lunar month.

According to the original plan.