Debut After Eight Years

When Wang Qian posted a message on Weibo.

The comment area under his own Weibo instantly seemed to be fried.

In the blink of an eye, countless speeches appeared.

"Professor Wang appeared?"

"Professor Wang, if you don't have a work, it's nothing. It's the same when you have it next time."

"Guo Zhuangzhuang is proud of being a villain over there. He said that Professor Wang is afraid of you."

"Hahaha, those who said that Professor Wang was scared and pretended to be dead really laughed me to death. Although the song "One Cut Plum" is good, it still doesn't surpass Professor Wang's "Drunken Flowers Yin", okay? Take out any ancient poems written by Professor Wang. The works are all enough to surpass this one-cut plum, and the two Jiangchengzi and two Butterfly Love Flowers are not more than this one-cut plum?"

"I said that Professor Wang couldn't have been cowardly."

"Professor Wang……"

...

Many fans who supported Wang Qian spoke one after another, expressing their support for Wang Qian.

Most people are awake.

I can't even believe that Wang Qian would be so cowardly, and then keep silent and pretend to be dead.

In their eyes, Wang Qian has always been full of talent, he will not be afraid at any time, and he is very responsible.

Cowardly because of an ancient word?

This is impossible!

and……

Most people still have some appreciation.

Even if you don't have a very high appreciation ability, you can roughly see some things by looking at the appreciation comments posted by others.

That is, although Guo Zhuangzhuang released this song on behalf of Xiao Dongmei, although it is indeed a rare masterpiece in modern times, it still has a little gap compared with Wang Qian's other ancient ci works.

Then, Wang Qian has no reason to keep silent and hide.

Now……

Wang Qian gave an explanation - he was too busy to see it.

Everyone suddenly realized that in just a few minutes, more than 100,000 people liked and forwarded it, and tens of thousands of people left messages. Fans and fans wanted to forward Wang Qian's words for others to see!

...

magic capital.

Seeing Wang Qian's speech, Yang Yu immediately said, "Wang Qian came out. He said he was too busy to see it just now."

Li Qingyao was also looking at the phone, and said in a low voice: "I guessed it. He can't pretend to be dead and silent. Even if he loses, he will be upright."

Yang Yu: "Hehe, everyone knows that. However, some people like to be led by the rhythm, and many people just like to be led by the rhythm. This is the Internet."

Li Qingyao checked Wang Qian's Weibo, and found that Wang Qian hadn't posted any work yet, and felt a little disappointed. Then she kept staring at Wang Qian's Weibo, hoping to see the latest Weibo news from Wang Qian as soon as possible.

buzz buzz...

The phone vibrated.

Liu Lihua's name is displayed.

Li Qingyao cast a glance and ignored it.

...

the capital.

Xueman jumped up from the chair and said loudly: "Wang Qian appeared, he said he was too busy to see it just now, and he will release a work soon!"

Xue Zhenguo glared at Xueman: "It's a bit of a city, let's see what you look like."

Xueman smiled mischievously: "Oh!"

She was a little surprised by her performance.

It seems that some people care too much about Wang Qian's performance.

However, neither she nor her father, Xue Zhenguo, believed in the rhythmic ones on the Internet, and did not believe that Wang Qian would pretend to be dead and silent.

"Let's see what works he will publish. I guess, it may also be a song and a plum."

Xueman said in a low voice.

Xue Zhenguo agreed.

Drunk flower yin to drunk flower yin.

One cut plum, of course, one song and one cut plum.

...

Mountain city!

Guo Zhuangzhuang's legs hurt from standing.

However, looking at Xiao Dongmei who was also standing there, continuing to splash ink, he didn't dare to complain.

Xiao Dongmei wrote Wang Qian's "Drunken Flower Yin" on the paper again. After finishing writing, she put down the brush, looked at it carefully, read it lightly, and said softly: "This poem, in history, can also be called As one of the masterpieces of graceful words, I am not as good as him."

Finally spoke.

Guo Zhuangzhuang hurriedly said: "Then he was also silenced by your song "One Cut Plum."

Xiao Dongmei didn't look at Guo Zhuangzhuang, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then asked lightly: "You really think so?"

Guo Zhuangzhuang was silent, and smiled lightly.

Of course he didn't really think so, he said it deliberately, just to cheer up and hurt Wang Qian's reputation.

Xiao Dongmei gently sat down on a mahogany chair, with a white gauze skirt casually swaying around, two strands of hair hanging down by her ears, her eyes looking at the distant river scene: "I heard him for the first time, after reading I am shocked by his works. Modern people can write such good ancient poems. I have carefully studied each of his works and taught them several times in class. I found that my understanding of ancient poems They've all gone up a notch."

"Guo Zhuangzhuang, if you don't have so many crooked ways in your heart and study the knowledge itself carefully, maybe you don't need to copy other people's works. You have always regarded yourself as my friend when you go out, and I hope you are really qualified to be my friend. "

Xiao Dongmei's eyes looked at Guo Zhuangzhuang.

Guo Zhuangzhuang felt as if he was standing naked under the sun, and all the secrets were exposed.

Those eyes seemed to see through his inner thoughts.

Guo Zhuangzhuang was under great pressure, feeling ashamed and ashamed in his heart, he looked away, not daring to look into those eyes, and whispered: "I, I just..."

What did he want to explain, saying that he did not plagiarize, he was wronged.

But, can't say it.

I feel that everything is sophistry, it is a blasphemy to those eyes, and the other party will definitely not believe his sophistry.

Guo Zhuangzhuang fell silent.

hum!

The phone vibrated.

It's the message reminder he set.

As if grasping at straws, he hurriedly took out his phone to unlock the screen and looked at it.

It was Wang Qian who posted on Weibo!

"Wang Qian sent a message saying that he was very busy just now and had no time."

Guo Zhuangzhuang said instinctively: "This should be an excuse,"

Xiao Dongmei smiled slightly: "How do you know it's an excuse?"

Guo Zhuangzhuang fell silent again, frowned and thought for a while and said, "It must be an excuse..."

Xiao Dongmei shook her head: "I believe he is telling the truth."

Guo Zhuangzhuang actually felt in his heart that what Wang Qian should have said was the truth, but he just didn't want to admit it.

After all, no matter how distasteful Wang Qian is, Guo Zhuangzhuang must admit that Wang Qian's talent and character are not picky.

Such a person should not lie.

He just instinctively said some slanderous words deliberately.

However, this is obviously meaningless in front of Xiao Dongmei.

Guo Zhuangzhuang sneered: "He highly praised your Yijianmei. Moreover, he also said that in order to show respect, he would write the work on paper, then take a photo and send it out."

Xiao Dongmei nodded, her eyes filled with anticipation: "I'm looking forward to whether Yijianmei, which he wrote, will be as good as Zuihuayin. Today, it is also my good fortune to witness the birth of these two works."

Xiao Dongmei herself also felt that there was a high probability that Wang Qian would respond to herself by writing an ancient Ci with the same lyrics.

Guo Zhuangzhuang didn't refute this either. He also felt that Wang Qian would also write a song about plum blossoms. He fell silent again, lowered his head and started swiping his phone, just wanting to get this matter done quickly and leave.

He doesn't want to be friends with Xiao Dongmei anymore.

I can't bear it mentally!

Xiao Dongmei got up and poured a cup of tea for Guo Zhuangzhuang: "Sit down for a while, you've been standing for a long time."

Guo Zhuangzhuang nodded and sat down, his legs were numb from standing.

However, without Xiao Dongmei talking, he really didn't dare to sit down.

Guo Zhuangzhuang picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp: "Good tea."

Xiao Dongmei: "It's the brick tea from the store at the door. I'm not very good at making tea, so I make it casually."

Guo Zhuangzhuang was speechless.

Sister, please forgive me!

He really didn't dare to chat with Xiao Dongmei anymore.

He lowered his head and continued to swipe his phone, Guo Zhuangzhuang just wanted to escape here as soon as possible.

Ding!

A new message was updated on Wang Qian's Weibo.

Guo Zhuangzhuang hastily looked up.

It was the first time that he was so eager to see Wang Qian's latest Weibo news, even more eager than all of Wang Qian's fans.

A message came out.

"I just wrote a few words impromptu, everyone just take a look!"

Below is a video.

Guo Zhuangzhuang clicked on the video and said to Xiao Dongmei: "Wang Qian replied!"

Xiao Dongmei nodded lightly, stood up from the chair with a light figure, and then came to the desk, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, hovered over the paper with the brush firmly in her right hand, and gently held the brush in her left hand. Touching the sleeve of his right arm, he said lightly, "Read!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang watched the video without blinking. In the video, Wang Qian also wrote words one by one on the paper with a brush, and then read the words along the words.

"One cut plum, don't worry!"

really.

Another plum cut.

Xiao Dongmei's eyes were serious and serious, looking at the brush and the white paper, she swiped the brush with her right hand quickly, and the words "one cut plum" appeared quickly.

Guo Zhuangzhuang's voice read slowly along with Wang Qian's brush in the video.

"The fragrance of red lotus root and the remnant jade mat in autumn."

"Untie Luo Chang lightly, and go on the Lan Zhou alone."

Guo Zhuangzhuang's expression also became extremely serious, staring at the video screen without blinking.

Xiao Dongmei's hands also became more steady.

Just two sentences.

The two knew that this poem might be another masterpiece.

Guo Zhuangzhuang immediately followed the text that appeared under the brush in the video and read it out.

"Who in the cloud sent brocade books."

"When the word geese returns, the moon is full on the west tower."

hiss!

Guo Zhuangzhuang gasped.

After reading Shangque.

He just wanted to say a word of admiration—good!

Xiao Dongmei's eyes also flickered with amazement, but the hand holding the pen was still calm, and every stroke was steady.

Guo Zhuangzhuang paused.

Eagerness and anticipation flashed in Xiao Dongmei's eyes, and she quickly said a word: "Read!"

Guo Zhuangzhuang nodded, and immediately continued reading according to the text in the video.

"Flowers drift by themselves, water flows by itself."

"Acacia in one place, worry in two places."

"There is no way out of this situation."

"Only under the brow, but our hearts."

After Guo Zhuangzhuang finished reading, he just felt a little depressed.

the first word.

In the eyes of a picky person like him, he was almost impeccable.

After reading it, you can feel the melancholy and longing that are so strong that it almost overflows from the paper.

He himself couldn't help substituting into it, recalling his feelings when he was in love with his heart.

However, he knew that this phrase was more appropriate for women.

Almost every word, every word, every sentence was truly written into the woman's heart.

He is a writer with a profound literary heritage, and he has also studied women's hearts.

Shake your head gently!

The trace of dissatisfaction and resentment towards Wang Qian in Guo Zhuangzhuang's heart disappeared without a trace.

In front of this kind of talent, his little bit of jealousy is simply insignificant and ridiculous.

He looked at Xiao Dongmei, and found that Xiao Dongmei's pen was fast and fast, and he had quickly finished writing the song "One Cut Mei, Don't Worry", and then stood there quietly watching.

Guo Zhuangzhuang didn't dare to speak, and quietly looked at the sentence on Xiao Dongmei's paper.

Even though he was older than Xiao Dongmei and graduated many years earlier, but in front of Xiao Dongmei, he felt as if he was a little shorter, a generation shorter, and he was much more cautious.

A few minutes passed.

Guo Zhuangzhuang saw that Xiao Dongmei hadn't spoken yet, so he couldn't help but said, "Dongmei, do I want to answer?"

Xiao Dongmei raised his eyes to look at Guo Zhuangzhuang, then continued to stare at the words written by himself on the paper, and read out softly: "The fragrance of red lotus root is fragrant, the jade is lingering in the autumn. Lightly untie Luo Chang, and go to the orchid boat alone. Who in the cloud will send the brocade book Come, when the word geese returns, the moon will be full on the west tower."

"Flowers drift by themselves, water flows by itself, there is lovesickness in one place, and worry in two places. There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lower my brows, but care about my heart!"

After Xiao Dongmei finished reading, she became a little sad, and said softly: "You just say, I, Xiao Dongmei, saw Mr. Wang Qian's two masterpieces today, so I know that people today are not inferior to the ancients. Mr. Wang Qian's talent, I, Xiao Dongmei, hope to come Today I have the opportunity to ask Mr. face-to-face about creation and calligraphy."

Guo Zhuangzhuang looked at Xiao Dongmei with wide eyes: "You really want to say that?"

In that case, it is a clear admission of defeat.

With Guo Zhuangzhuang's character, it is absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing.

Even if your work crushes me into scum, I will make a few sophistry, or simply keep silent and pretend to be dead.

throw in the towel?

nonexistent!

This is also the reason why Wen Wu is the first.

Of course, there are reasons for different eyes.

But, the biggest reason is.

Many literati are shameless like Guo Zhuangzhuang.

Sappor come together.

Anyway, just don't admit defeat, don't admit that you are good, don't admit that you are better than me.

Neither do you.

If you openly admit defeat, then you will be a head shorter in the future.

How can this work?

Therefore, Guo Zhuangzhuang saw that Xiao Dongmei wanted to say this, and asked again with certainty.

It is often heard that Xiao Dongmei is a pure literati, who doesn't care about winning or losing, and has a straightforward personality!

It was also the first time he saw Xiao Dongmei publicly admit defeat with his own eyes.

Xiao Dongmei didn't pay attention to Guo Zhuangzhuang's eyes, and continued to look at the words she wrote: "Well, that's it."

Guo Zhuangzhuang didn't hesitate anymore, and directly edited Xiao Dongmei's words and posted them on his Weibo.

...

the capital.

Ding!

Xueman's cell phone alert sounded.

She immediately took out her mobile phone and saw a video on Wang Qian's Weibo, she was a little surprised and said: "Wang Qian posted a video of himself writing a work."

Xue Zhenguo also quickly put down a thread-bound book in his hand, walked over to see Wang Qian's handwritten calligraphy with his own eyes, and at the same time looked forward to Wang Qian's works.

The video plays.

Xueman read it in a low voice.

The fragrance of red lotus root and the remnant jade mat in autumn.

Untie Luo Chang lightly, and get on the Lanzhou alone.

Who in the cloud sends brocade books.

When the word geese returns, the moon is full on the west building!

Flowers drift by themselves, water flows by itself.

Lovesickness in one place, worry in two places.

There is no way to eliminate this situation.

Only under the brow, but our hearts.

Read it quickly!

Xueman's body trembled, as if struck by lightning, she froze there with her mobile phone.

She felt as if a ray of lightning directly broke through her heart and penetrated into the depths of her heart.

This is the case with the last song Drunken Flowers!

This one cut plums!

Still so!

Xueman feels as if the protagonist in Wang Qian's works is herself.

The sense of immersion is extremely strong, and I feel my heart trembling after reading it.

Xue Zhenguo's eyes also shone with hot light, and he murmured in a low voice: "Good! Good! Good!"

Another three good words in succession.

Xue Zhenguo said solemnly: "This poem is not inferior to Zhao Qingyue's masterpieces of graceful poems. This Wang Qian is really a monster. He is the number one contemporary ancient poet, and he deserves his name!"

I wrote a good bold and unrestrained Ci before, and now I have written a masterpiece that is not inferior to the representative works of graceful Ci.

A big man, described a woman's mind so delicately.

What is it if it is not a monster?

Xue Zhenguo couldn't help but personally crowned Wang Qian the title of the first person in contemporary ancient poetry.

Xueman was still silent, staring blankly at the video on her phone, still intoxicated by the song "One Cut Plum".

...

On Wang Qian's Weibo, just ten minutes after the video was released, it has been liked and reposted by more than hundreds of thousands of people, and the number of comments has exceeded 100,000.

Countless fans of fans, as well as netizens who eat melon passers-by, were all shocked.

"After reading the professor's Zuihuayin, I wanted to cry, but after reading a cut of plums, I burst into tears!"

"Just ask who else is there? Although Guo Zhuangzhuang's "Plum Cut Plum" is considered a good work, it is obviously different from Professor Wang's "Plum Cut Plum". I, a grown man, feel like crying when I read it."

"What a beautiful word, Professor Wang, why do you have such a detailed and clear understanding of women's minds? It made me cry."

"After Dongli drank the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance filling his sleeves. There is no way to get rid of the soul. The wind is blowing from the west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. ——The flowers flow from the water, there is lovesickness in one place, and worry in two places. There is no way to eliminate this feeling. , I lowered my eyebrows, but raised my heart. Look at me, what kind of talent is this? Can you write such beautiful and delicate words?"

"Since I paid attention to Professor Wang, I have learned to play the piano, read books, calligraphy, write ancient poems, and sing. I wonder who else in the entertainment industry can do this?"

"Professor Wang's handwriting is also amazing. I heard that this is the thin gold style created by Professor Wang. Many calligraphers are imitating it."

"Wooooow, look at me crying."

"The word talent is about to overflow from the phone screen."

...

Ever since Wang Qian appeared on the Haosheng stage yesterday, until now, the popularity has been at the top of the list.

And now the interactive Weibo between him and Guo Zhuangzhuang, and the ancient poems published, are also catching up to the top of the list, ranking second!

One person monopolizes the top two real-time favorites.

It is also extremely rare in the entertainment industry.

If you get rid of those who are promoted by hype, you will only occupy the first and second positions purely by your own works.

Then Wang Qian is the only one.

Because, Wang Qian did not have a professional brokerage company to hype, and purely relied on his personal strength and works to conquer the world.

Many self-media inside and outside the circle, celebrities, entertainers, and Internet celebrity anchors have all come out to catch the heat.

Liu Jifeng: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Senior Brother! I finished it on my knees. If I have one-tenth of your talent, I will be satisfied. I just hope that I will ask you for a pair of calligraphy next time."

...

Zhao Lei: "Brother Wang, your talent has broken through the sky. Speaking of breaking through the sky, my new movie Sea Giant Cannon has officially started preparations, investing 150 million in a sci-fi masterpiece, and striving to break the domestic sci-fi desert..."

...

Wang Jingyu: "Professor Wang, I bring my own pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Next time you come to the show, I beg you to give me a pair of ink treasures. I just need these two poems, Zuihuayin and Yijianmei. I want to frame them and hang them up." In my study!"

...

Cui Wenfeng: "Now everyone knows my pressure, who dares to say that I am Wang Qian's mentor, who am I in a hurry with?"

...

Sophie: "After reading it, I really cried. There is an illusion, as if Professor Wang wrote the work for me."

...

Li Qingyao: "Good work!"

...

The popularity of Wang Qian's two works soared.

Drunken flower shade.

One cut plum.

The names of the two word brands even appeared on Weibo's hot news, ranking seven or eight in popularity, and became popular words on other platforms.

This is absolutely amazing stuff.

When did everyone like literature so much?

When did such a purely literary term make it onto the entertainment news hot list?

never had.

This is the first time.

So many people are discussing literary works seriously on the entertainment platform.

at the same time!

Guo Zhuangzhuang also published Xiao Dongmei's words, which once again aroused heated discussions.

Everyone recognized Xiao Dongmei's talent.

Moreover, Xiao Dongmei's information was also found out by everyone.

Many people expressed shock.

this……

It turned out to be a great god they didn't know!

"It turned out to be the great god Dongmei. I bought her Dongmei anthology. It is said that it is the poet who has sold the most modern poetry anthologies in recent years."

"I was admitted to Capital University at the age of sixteen, and graduated with a Ph.D. from the Chinese Department of Peking University. I am now a professor of the Chinese Department of Shancheng University. I am 33 years old and have published two collections of modern poetry. I am one of the most famous poets in the field of modern poetry. The same three In my early teens, why do I feel like a piece of shit?"

"How can such a shameless person like Guo Zhuangzhuang be friends with Xiao Dongmei?"

"Xiao Dongmei surrendered so generously, I admire her! However, her song "One Cut Plum" is considered a good work, but it is still not as good as Professor Wang's "One Cut Plum."

...

It is only at this moment that many ordinary people know the existence of Xiao Dongmei, a modern poet, and their experience.

Even if, the cumulative sales of Xiao Dongmei's two Dongmei collections have exceeded one million in more than five years, they can be regarded as the poet who has sold the most poems among contemporary poets!

However, not many people know her.

Even some people who have bought her Dongmei collection, most of them don't know who Dongmei is.

now.

Xiao Dongmei suddenly exploded in another way.

After many people found Xiao Dongmei's information, they searched the entire Internet, but they couldn't find Xiao Dongmei's social account.

No Weibo.

No shakes!

There is no official account.

It does not exist on any other public platform.

There was also no photo of Xiao Dongmei himself.

as if.

This person really doesn't exist.

This is really incredible in the era of network information explosion.

...

Wang Qian finally had breakfast and filled his stomach.

Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, and Qin Xuerong were also hungry, and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

Sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen are more gentle and eat a little casually. They are not hungry themselves, and they are more cautious and dare not stutter.

However, the two sisters looked up at Wang Qian from time to time, and then looked at each other.

While eating, Wang Qian looked at his mobile phone, afraid of missing any important information at this moment.

Tang Hepeng sent a message: "The representative works of graceful ci are not inferior to Zhao Qingyue. I admire them. When Professor Wang has time, he will come to Zhejiang University to give a lecture. I will talk about these two works."

Wang Qian replied: "Professor Tang is too famous, maybe he doesn't have time to give lectures."

Liu Shengnan sent a message: "How did you guess what I was thinking?"

Liu Shengnan's unrestrained and relaxed face appeared in Wang Qian's mind, and he replied with two words: "Guess!"

Then, I saw Guo Zhuangzhuang's reply.

Xiao Dongmei praised Wang Qian generously, and said that next time she would ask for creative and calligraphy lessons in person.

Wang Qian immediately said on his Weibo: "I have seen your collection of Dongmei, and I seem to have bought a copy last year. It is really a rare masterpiece in contemporary times, with strong humanistic thinking and profound literary background. I did not expect , It’s also my honor to be able to communicate with you today and exchange two works.”

"Actually, my work is just obtained from heaven by accident. In terms of real talent, I am really far inferior to you. I hope to have the opportunity to ask you in person next time."

This is Wang Qian's sincere words.

He really admires and appreciates Xiao Dongmei, a pure modern poet.

Talented, low-key, dedicated to learning.

Moreover, he actually bought a collection of Dongmei two years ago and read Xiao Dongmei's works.

That's why they admire each other so much.

Talk about real talent and real learning.

He also really couldn't catch up with the opponent's heels even if he flattered the horse.

but……

Qin Xuerong, Murong Yue, Jiang Yu, Xu Wenwen, and Xu Xiaoxiao all paid attention to Wang Qian, and quickly read Wang Qian's Weibo news.

Then……

Five pairs of eyes looked at Wang Qian strangely.

Wang Qian was eating, and suddenly found that it was much quieter.

Everyone else didn't eat it?

He looked up at several people.

I found that everyone was looking at me with weird eyes.

"Why? Why don't you eat?"

Wang Qian asked strangely, took a deep-fried dough stick and handed it to Qin Xuerong, and an egg and handed it to Xu Xiaoxiao's bowl: "Hurry up!"

Murong Yue stared at Wang Qian and said disdainfully, "Pretending to be a criminal!"

Jiang Yu also used a learned Internet slang: "Pretentious like the wind, always with you."

Qin Xuerong also smiled, lowered his head and ate the deep-fried dough sticks Wang Qian gave him without speaking.

Although sisters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Wenwen wanted to talk, they felt that they were not that familiar, so they kept silent, but the way they looked at Wang Qian was obviously the same as what Murong Yue and Jiang Yu thought.

You pretend to be a criminal!

Wang Qian quickly understood, felt wronged, and explained: "I'm telling the truth! Xiao Dongmei's talent really beats me, and I can only occasionally think of some good works. Press me. I graduated from Beijing Film Academy, and I have a Ph.D. from Beijing University."

Jiang Yu cut it, did not speak, and continued to eat.

Murong Yue chuckled: "Hehe, so what? Then you crushed other people's works with your works! Then you turned around and said to them, you are more talented than me! If I were Xiao Dongmei, I would hate you to death."

this……

Wang Qian listened to what Murong Yue said.

Such behavior of myself is indeed a suspicion of pretentiousness. If the other party is cautious, maybe they will really hate themselves.

Xu Wenwen couldn't help but burst out laughing, and hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

Xu Xiaoxiao looked at Wang Qian and said in a low voice: "Professor Wang, academic qualifications are very important. But in your case, academic qualifications don't measure anything. Don't be so modest in the future, it may make others angry."

modesty?

All right!

Wang Qian said that he had surrendered, smiled at Xu Xiaoxiao, and then continued to eat.

On this topic, Wang Qian conceded defeat.

After eating quickly, Wang Qian wanted to see everyone's reactions, to see if Xiao Dongmei was angry, and if he wanted to explain.

Murong Yue yelled: "Wang Qian, we broke the record again!"

Another record?

Wang Qian froze for a moment, then understood what it was.

After logging into Qianqianjingting, the data has not been refreshed yet.

Wang Qian's cell phone rang.

Xu Zhongfei called.