Gao Litong's home.

My sister Gao Lidan was playing computer games, while Gao Litong was lying on the bed alone playing with her mobile phone, tossing and turning, and from time to time, kicking the air conditioner on the bed to play with it, having a lot of fun.

You can tell at a glance that rich people are good. They sleep with air conditioning and quilts in summer.

"Sister, can you be honest?" Gao Litong's moves were very big, which attracted complaints from her sister who failed to play the game.

"I feel annoyed to go back to your room, so I'll return my computer to me. I want to surf the Internet." Gao Litong snorted. She was watching the battle on her phone with a microwave. She was so excited to see the boy she liked fighting everywhere.

In Yang Feifei's villa.

"Fefei, it's amazing. Xiao Tong wants to fight the sky, the earth, and the world." In the living room, the TV was on, and Lin Yin, who was playing with his cell phone, suddenly screamed.

Yang Feifei flipped the phone in her hand and smiled badly: "I'm watching too, hehe, I think you want Xiao Tong to fight you."

Lin Yin, like Yang Feifei, is not a little girl who knows nothing. Her pretty face is slightly red: "Damn Feifei, I think it's yours. Old cow eats tender grass, don't think I can't see your little thoughts. I care about Xiao Tong so much, but I don't like him."

"Hehe, why am I interested in him? I've been snatched away by you, a woman with big breasts. Look at how big your breasts are, I can't hold them completely even if I have such a long finger." Yang Feifei rushed to Lin Yin.

"Gee...bad girl, gee... don't touch it anymore, it will be... bigger and sad..." Lin Yin threw down her phone and struggled to escape.

...

Su Zhao spent about ten minutes asking Du Niang about the general information about Dusk.

Oh, this guy is from Chang'an.

After searching for a while, Su Tong continued to reply and sent a microwave.

“Leyouyuan

I feel uncomfortable in the evening, so I drive to the ancient land. The sunset is extremely beautiful, but it is almost dusk."

A five-character quatrain by Li Shangyin points directly to the writer whose pen name is "Xuanwu".

Thousands of viewers have long tried their best to brush the microwave and wait for Su Tong's poem to come out.

Su Tong really lived up to expectations, and "Leyouyuan" appeared soon.

When the audience in front of Su Tong's new microwave was seen, they couldn't help but grin.

"Puff puff puff puff~~~"

"Haha, Dusk Hero, how disliked you are."

"Haha, the sunset is extremely beautiful, but it's almost dusk. This dusk is really annoying."

"Gaga, dusk, you are so bad that you are so bad. You might as well get out of sight, so you can't get out of sight."

"Who is this Nian Nujiao? I admire you so much."

"Nian Nujiao, love you, love you, fire at me, you can die under your cannon, and die without regrets."

"Brother Nian Nujiao, you are so handsome. Let me give you a shot, let the little girl die in the **."

"Brother, I can't stand it anymore, come and help me...ahhhh..."

“…”

Su Tong didn't have time to read the comments. After posting this microwave, he immediately continued to look for prey.

There is a whole world behind me supporting me, who am I afraid of?

"Beast...beast..."

At dusk, the old man saw Su Tong's poem and cursed three words and fainted. Compared to the writer Che Zhen, he made money, saved his blood and did not vomit.

The whole family was in a hurry and rushed to the hospital.

Gao Litong, Wen Peiyan, Shi Jiaqin, Yang Feifei and other women were very excited and proud to see Su Tong's poems, but this was not enough. It was necessary to read the comments. When they saw those who worship Su Tong, they would be more satisfied. The real ** lies in reading the comments.

However, when they saw some comments from fierce women, they couldn't get up, and even all the pleasure they had accumulated before disappeared instantly and disappeared.

"What a shameless woman."

"It's so shameless, a shame for our women."

“…”

Several girls blushed and cursed.

"Wife, come out and see God."

"Husband, come out and see the Buddha, I've seen the Buddha."

"Everyone, come out quickly and see the gods, the gods are killing demons and eliminating demons."

"Play the game of Mao, hurry up and watch the saints on the microwave."

"Don't wait for updates, go to the microwave to see the gods killing the world. It's a grand occasion that has never been seen in a century."

“…”

Many viewers screamed and greeted half of their own or friends. This unilateral massacre war between the two worlds was too exciting.

The Son of God came out of nowhere and used his pen as a sword. He was invincible. One person killed another world and threw away his armor and defeated him like a mountain.

Su Tong was hunting all night.

"Hmm?" Su Tong's heart moved when she saw a big V.

OK, this time the goal is you.

This writer named "Huang He" directly criticized Su Tong: "Be honest in life and let the original author show up. If you want to become famous, you should wait for another ten years. Then maybe the person behind you can barely support you on the wall."

Su Tong's counterattack was not casual. He had checked Huang He's information. He was from Jiangcheng, so no wonder he took the pen name Huang He.

The Yellow Crane Tower, which is famous all over the world and enjoys the "first floor of the world", is located in Jiangcheng.

Haha, God really helps me. After checking Huang He’s information, Su Tong laughed.

This Huang He had a "mortal enemy", who was a fellow traveler and a native of Jiangcheng, and his pen name was "The Past Man".

"I will help you with the past." Su Tong smiled.

Suddenly.

“Climb the Yellow Crane Tower”

The old man had already left with the yellow crane, and there was no Yellow Crane Tower here.

The yellow crane never returns, and the white clouds are gone for thousands of years.

The clear rivers reveal the trees in Hanyang, and the fragrant grass covers the Parrot Island.

Where is the village at dusk? The smoke and waves on the river make people sad.”

As soon as this poem was released, it was like a bolt from the blue, shocking the entire Qin literary community.

Some literary masters who were originally just watching the fun were shocked when they saw this poem.

How many of the literary masters have never been to the Yellow Crane Tower?

All famous places where literati recited poems and music in ancient times were the goals pursued by modern literati.

Traveling through the holy lands of ancient literati, remembering ancestors, and feeling the imprints of saints from all ages is a compulsory course for modern literati.

The land of saints, the spiritual beauty of heaven and earth, and the magnificence of mountains and rivers. Modern literati come to pay tribute with admiration and gain some spiritual energy.

"This son is really a god." A big V of the Writers Association couldn't help but leave comments under Su Tong's microwave. He was one of the vice presidents of the National Writers Association.

A group of old people were silent. Such a talented man was so terrible.

Su Tong is not only swearing, but also writing poems that have been passed down through the ages, and his reputation has been left in history.

Among the poems he wrote tonight, especially in this poem "Climbing the Yellow Crane Tower", it seems that he is talking about something. A group of writers from the traditional literary world, poets tried their best to capture it, but they could not capture it for the time being.

What he wants to express must have important meanings, but he is stupid and unable to grasp it, and it cannot mean it.

At this time, the literary writers who were watching the fun outside were anxious. They no longer dared to treat Su Tong as a child or a puppet.
Chapter completed!