Rebirth of the Supreme Writer

【It’s as natural as working overtime today!】

[There is no way, the business in the factory is so good now that I can't do it without working overtime!]

【This is life!】

[If you come back late every night and don’t update, you will post a comment in the comment area!]

【But I will work hard and try my best to ensure that there are updates!】

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This man is really a monster, just talking casually. Not only did he really make it, but he was also very rhyme and smooth. It is the rare and rare masterpiece of ordinary works.

The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering son.

I sewed it tightly before leaving, fearing that I would return late.

Who says that a person who is in love can repay the spring sunshine?

Ning Qianjun whispered softly, her eyes were already wet and choked, and even her face did not feel a hint of sadness or sadness.

A short poem, only three or two lines, portrays the wandering son's feelings of leaving his hometown and the mother's concern vividly, attracting people's imagination, and thus sad, and unconsciously there is a feeling of resonance for it.

"This poem... was it just now that you thought of it and made it?

Ning Qianjun's eyes were faint and she stared at Yi Ming with a calm look, and a complex look in her eyes that she really couldn't believe but believed.

Although it seemed like he couldn't believe it if he asked, Ning Qianjun had already believed it after seeing it with his own eyes.

I didn't expect that since this person is so versatile and proficient in poetry and verse, he can make such excellent works with ease, which makes people not be able to not be shocked.

Although I am humming the song "Cut of Grass Heart" before I can match the beat, this poem is enough to increase the artistic conception and lyrics of this song "Cut of Grass Heart" by several levels.

At such an age, he has such a superb talent and knowledge, and has also become a disciple of Mr. Qingwen. The achievements he has since been made are limitless.

Yi Ming would not know that in just a short while, so many thoughts came to Ning Qianjun's mind. Instead, he was used to using it and was already familiar with it. He nodded and agreed, and said um', which was considered to admit that this poem and song were indeed done for him.

"You..., you are really a bit evil."

Ning Qianjun quickly packed up the sadness she had inadvertently revealed just now and said with a hint of teasing.

Ning Qianjun paused and immediately said, "Ah...", with an unbelievable look of shock on her face, and her tone hesitated and asked in uncertainty: "Then..., have you also made those two different styles of songs?"

This person is too uneasy, right? This is not a monster. It is simply crazy and some fighter planes among the outrageous monsters.

When Yi Ming heard this, he thought he was very low-key and just nodded, which was considered an admission. However, he didn't know that this expression was not a low-key expression in Ning Qianjun's eyes. It was just pretending to be a b-like person, so he was too lazy to even say anything.

Ning Qianjun handed the notebook to Yi Ming and said fiercely: "Write..., you will write it out now and show it to me."

After hearing this, Yi Ming was stunned, then shook his head to refuse, "This is not within the scope of betting we just had, I have the right to refuse."

Ning Qianjun was immediately angry at what Yi Ming said so much that her teeth were itchy.

This kid is just thinking about being annoying, right?

"We just made a bet. Since you are satisfied with the song "Instant Grass Heart", you have to tell me that."

Seeing that Ning Qianyun was so unconscious, Yi Ming not only did not realize the idea of ​​fulfilling the bet, but also became entangled in the songs he wrote. At that moment, he had to patiently remind Ning Qianyun again.