“I didn’t expect you, the store manager, to be an artist.” Reina put down the coffee cup and exclaimed. She really found a treasure. She is indeed my emperor Reina.
“An artist, haha, just so-so. He has only written a few novels and a dozen songs.”
An Lan smiled and pointed at the complete set of “Little Fourth Generation” and several physical albums displayed on the window. They were all the masterpieces of his years as a literary copywriter.
It has to be said that Guo Xiaosi’s “Little Four Generations” series really attracted money. It easily made An Lan achieve financial freedom, and it was also easy to copy.
It doesn’t matter if the writing is not good enough, but you can try to pile up vocabulary that you don’t understand, and then fill in the names of various luxury goods into long sentences, and the plot is written to the extreme.
The money came rolling in all of a sudden.
“Damn, he is really a genuine artist.”
Reina looked at the signature on the book, then carelessly pulled out a book, opened the title page, and found that there were indeed photos and messages from An Lan.
“Then can you write poetry?”
Reina put down the book and looked at An Lan with interest, thinking to herself: “I have always felt that people who can write poetry are very powerful.
The old-fashioned guy in my family especially admires your poems, such as Li Bai, Du Fu, Cao Cao, etc. I have been memorizing your poems since I was a child. “
oh?
Unexpectedly, Pan Zhen was still a Confucian general. But come to think of it, if you don’t have any ink in your belly, how can you control the blazing sun?
Zhou Yafu, Li Jing, Guo Ziyi, Yu Qian and Yu Shaobao are all such figures.
“emmmm…”
An Lan scratched his eyebrows and pondered for a moment before replying: “I can write well, but my level is definitely not comparable to that of Li Bai, Du Fu, and Cao Cao.
Moreover, the poems I write are all modern poems, and they are generally critical. “
Oh, you can actually write poetry?
“One song.”
Reina jumped off her seat, spread her arms and turned in a circle, and then said to An Lan: “I will use this goddess as the theme of the poem, mainly to praise my beauty and your inner activities when you first saw this goddess.”
Angel Yan sat quietly and watched Reina’s mischief. He felt that this little princess from the sun was carefree, a little naive and not very scheming, but it was quite fun.
“Write, write quickly.”
Angel Yan also poked An Lan’s waist, watching the excitement and not bothering to encourage Dadi.
You really want me to write it?
But…it doesn’t bother me. It’s just a modern poem. Just say a few words and put a few spaces in it and divide it into paragraphs. If Jia Qianqian can write it, we can write it.
“It’s embarrassing!”
An Lan glanced at Leina, thought for a few seconds and brewed her emotions, and then recited with emotion: “You who are coming towards me make me so ready to move.
I’ve never had this feeling
Cause I got a crush on you who you
You are mine I am yours
One more look and it will explode.
Get closer, get closer and you’ll melt
I want to take you as my own, baby bae
…”
“Okay, okay, what a poem!” Reina clapped her hands, looking quite excited.
Ancient poetry pays attention to implicitness, and the same is true for Lieyang Civilization. It is obvious that love will be carried through life and death, but it cannot be said clearly.
Modern poetry and modern lyrics are much more straightforward and straightforward when expressing emotions. Lena, who didn’t like anything about Lieyang, fell in love with this “poem” the moment she heard it, and she read and understood it in her mind.
[You coming towards me make me so eager to move, I have never felt this way before] This sentence perfectly expresses the poet’s shock when he saw the goddess for the first time.
Why are you ready to move? Because this goddess is so perfect.
Why has this feeling never occurred? Because my emperor, Rena, is a goddess, more beautiful than an angel, and her appearance is not comparable to that of ordinary people on earth, so it is “never before”.
[If you look at it one more time, it will explode; if you get closer, it will melt.] This sentence is even more reasonable.
Who is this goddess? The light of the sun, the main god of the Lieyang Civilization and one of the three major god-making projects, can even drive stars and detonate supernovae with its full power.
Before coming to Earth, Reina once asked Pan Zhen: “Do you know what it feels like to have the temperature of the sun burning in your heart?”
This happened just a few days ago, so Reina remembered it clearly. An Lan’s poem coincides with Reina’s experience!
Ordinary people and the sun, don’t they just melt when they look at it and explode when they get closer?
Wonderful, wonderful beyond words!
Then there is the sentence “I want to take you as my own baby bae”, which without modification describes an ordinary person’s yearning and possessiveness for a perfect goddess.
When most people see beautiful things, the first thing they think of is possession.
…
A thousand cups of wine with a close friend is too little, and half a sentence without speculation is too much.
A broken heart, where can I find a close friend in the world?
The more Leina listened to this poem, the deeper her feelings became. The more she felt that An Lan was her soulmate, her destined good brother, the one who was stronger than Boya and Zhong Ziqi.
On the other side, Angel Yan almost screamed while suppressing his laughter.
She never expected that the little brat An Lan would use the song “Inspire You to Raise Your Eyebrows” that Kun Kun sang on the trainees to fool Reina.
What’s even more incredible is that this fool Reina actually believed it, and seemed to be quite touched.
“call!”
After reciting all the lyrics, An Lan took a breath and asked, “How is it?”
“Snapped!”
“Wonderful, wonderful, this poem expresses my inner voice, better than all the poems and songs I have memorized since childhood, and most importantly, it resonates with my heart.
If conditions permit, I will definitely bring you to our place and let you be my chief steward!”
Reina, who had met a soulmate, slapped the table and praised with joy, but also a little regretful. Ordinary men have to become eunuchs if they want to work in Tiandao Palace, and this guy may not agree.
And it sounds a bit inhumane to castrate one’s confidant for selfish desires.
“Forget about the chief steward, there is no need, really no need.” An Lan’s face was pale and he waved his hands repeatedly.
Although he is strictly considered a fluid life and can be reorganized and regenerated wherever he is cut, what if he leaves a psychological shadow?
“What is the name of this poem?” Reina asked.
“Just because you are too beautiful.”
The word Ji came out subconsciously, but fortunately he stopped.
“This must be the best poem in the world. I will ask the best calligrapher in our country to write this poem on paper, frame it and hang it in the center of Tiandao Palace!”
Reina clenched her fist and made a great wish. Before she knew it, she became a pure passerby, a true fan, and a little heyzi.
“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…”
Looking at Reina’s silly look, Angel Yan finally couldn’t hold it back. He slapped the table and bent over to laugh wildly. He pinched his thigh desperately with his hands to control his out-of-control expression with pain.
The picture described by Reina was too beautiful and abstract. Angel Yan couldn’t hold it back just by imagining it.
If Pan Zhen knew that An Lan had fooled Reina into framing “Inspire You to Raise Your Eyebrows” and hanging it in Tiandao Palace, he would definitely go out in person to hunt down An Lan all over the universe.
