Chapter 339 (1/2)

Although Noctiluca is a member of the Provincial Writers' Association and has the reputation of a poet, in fact, he does not have many works. Compared with literary talent, it is much less. However, it can not stand the fame of this product. What he does attracts people's attention. Many of his fans even put the title of the first young poet on his head.

It's just like this that makes Wen Cai's mind more unbalanced.

Why?

Do you give more books than I do? In fact, you don't seem to have published any books, do you?

Do you write more poems than I do? Although those songs are really good, we're not bad at them. Besides, we have a lot of them!

Comrade Wencai was unconvinced. It happened that this mid autumn festival, comrade Wencai had the idea to compete with luminous. After finishing his poem, he specially @ luminous and asked him to compete.

Wencai means to be careful. He is not as famous as luminous now. Even if he loses, there is no big loss for him. Originally, he is not as famous as luminous in the eyes of the public, but what if he wins? That's a big name. It's a steady business.

But the night light was having a holiday in the countryside at that time. If Xu Chen hadn't called, he didn't know about it at all.

Netizens also like to join in the fun today. They are all happy to see and hear that they want to do something when they see the literary talent. However, the glow of the night has not appeared, and many netizens have begun to comment.

”Isn't luminous afraid?”

”It's no wonder that poetry is not so easy to write. Wencai's poem is so good that it's normal for luminous to dare not fight.”

”Yes, Wencai's poem is really amazing and gorgeous. You haven't seen many famous scholars and poets who were crushed by him tonight.”

The comments of these netizens are still polite, and some netizens just watch the excitement.

”Luminous coward.”

”After all, it's just fishing for fame. I didn't think much of him when he joined the Provincial Writers' Association. He didn't have any serious works.”

”I don't even have the courage to fight in the first World War. I'm blind. I can't do night light.”

This kind of words also appear frequently on microblog, and many writers and poets support literary talent.

The sudden rise of the night, but there are really no works, but he just joined the Provincial Writers' Association, which makes many people unhappy, especially those writers who work hard and have a lot of works, but are still not qualified to join the Provincial Writers' Association.

After reading these comments, Noctiluca immediately became angry and happy.

We haven't said a word yet. How can we be sprayed by the group and let people have a good festival?

Originally, night light didn't intend to be mixed with this. Even if he knew that Wen Cai had given him a fight, night light didn't have any idea to compete with him. He still had some b-numbers in his own ability. But when someone else started to pick things up, netizens began to cajole with him, which made night light unhappy.

I don't know. Now that he knows, he can't help fighting. Luminous says that he is shameful and can't be looked down upon, can't he?

I can't?

Hum! Let's see if you can do it!

Noctiluca is not good at writing poetry, but he is a plug-in, not to mention a literary talent, even the poets in the literary world can't do it together.

The night light laughs and alas a, ”really don't want to open to hang to hit your face, have no way, who let this be you pick up of business.”

Liu ChiYan is still eating pancakes. He hears the night light talking to himself and asks, ”what are you talking about?”

Luminous smile, ”nothing, ready to hit a face.”

Liu ChiYan was stunned. She didn't know about Weibo. ”What are you going to do?”

Noctiluca handed the cell phone to him, ”you see for yourself.”

Liu ChiYan took the mobile phone and took a look at it for a while. He understood it.

Noctiluca also showed some indifference, Liu ChiYan is a face of anger, ”too bullying, you did not recruit him to provoke him, why step on you.”

Luminous shrugged and spread out his hand, ”who knows.”

Liu ChiYan sent his mobile phone to the night light and said, ”husband, I hate him!”

Luminous smile, ”not afraid I make trouble?”

Liu ChiYan angrily said, ”people are stepping on their noses, and they are afraid of causing trouble. If you don't care about him, you can't figure out what to say on the Internet tomorrow. Hurry up, don't let people look down on you.”

Liu ChiYan even pays more attention to the face of luminous than luminous himself.