When An Changqiu started preparing for how to deal with Bai Jitong, a woman with a very delicate appearance walked into the room angrily in a villa in Hejianghai City.

Seeing this, a beautiful woman in the room looked at her daughter strangely.

"Xiao Rui, what's wrong? Who made you angry again?"

She had never seen her daughter look so angry, which made her feel a little confused, not knowing what was wrong with her daughter.

"Hmph, some guys on Weibo are really hateful. The poems are written very well, and my daughter likes them very much, but the people on Weibo just think that the poems are written too badly and they will scold their daughter to death!"

Zhong Congrui said in great anger that it was a girl who was besieged by so many people, and was scolded as a navy army, had no eyes, etc., which made her lungs burst out.

"What poetry can make my good granddaughter so angry?"

Before the beautiful woman could start talking, an old man who came out of the study smiled slightly at this time, and then asked Zhong Congrui.

When Zhong Congrui heard this, a hint of joy flashed across his face, "Grandpa, why are you here!"

"Why, don't you want to see grandpa come?" The old man immediately asked in anger when he heard this.

"No, Xiaorui was just about to find you, grandpa, look at this poem, and granddaughter felt that this poem was better than Wen Yu's Chinese Valentine's poem, but on Weibo, especially from the Poetry Association, it is said that this poem is just a sensational and has no scent of poetry in it."

Zhong Congrui took out her cell phone directly, then took the cell phone and handed it to the old man, and spoke to him anxiously. Compared to those poems and lyrics associations, she believed in her grandfather's evaluation more.

If her grandfather still doesn't have a good opinion, then she will give up and think that this poem is not very good.

"Oh? The Chinese Valentine's poem that surpasses Wen Yu? Isn't that the Chinese Valentine's poem that is the best in the ages?"

When the old man heard this, he was slightly stunned. Then he took the phone and looked carefully. There was a trace of inadvertent expression on his face, which seemed to him.

It is actually very difficult to surpass Wen Yu’s Chinese Valentine’s poems. They are not that simple. If it is that simple, it is not the first Chinese Valentine’s poem in the ages.

However, when he saw the Chinese Valentine's poem, his original casual face gradually became solemn at this time. His eyes were filled with surprise, staring at the screen, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhong Congrui on the side saw this, he didn't dare to breathe. He looked at his grandfather carefully. Looking at his grandfather's expression, his grandfather seemed to be focusing on poetry and lyrics.

After a long time, Zhong Congrui couldn't bear it and wanted to say something. At this time, the old man finally let out a breath, and then his expression on his face became extremely complicated.

"Who wrote this poem?"

The moment the old man raised his head, he turned his head and looked at his granddaughter beside him, and then asked.

"Well, he is a novelist. He wrote this poem in his novel and said it was better than Wen Yu's poem. This made some people extremely dissatisfied, and then scolded the author on Weibo."

Without any hesitation, Zhong Congrui directly told what she knew, and then asked nervously, "How about grandpa, how is this poem written? Can you compare with Wen Yu?"

"You kid, Wen Yu's Chinese Valentine's poems are the best in the ages. It is not so easy to surpass them."

Before the old man could speak, the beautiful woman beside him responded directly at this time. In her subconscious, she subconsciously felt that this was an impossible thing.

When the old man heard this, he shook his head helplessly, then looked at the beautiful woman without saying anything.

"In my opinion, this Chinese Valentine's poem has surpassed that Wenyu, especially this last sentence. If the two loves for a long time, it will not last day and night. This sentence can be said to be the finishing touch. It is hard to imagine that such a poem was written by an author who wrote a novel."

At this time, Zhong Kaifu said with a slight emotion, and his tone was quite sighing, but more were full of surprises. The author's talent was definitely very high when he could write such a poem.

He is old and has no desire to pursue these things like fame and fortune. However, if he can see a new poet rise up, it will definitely be his happiest thing.

"Really? Has this poem surpassed that Wen Yu?"

When she heard this, Zhong Congrui jumped up excitedly, and then her face was full of surprise. When she saw this poem for the first time, she fell in love with it.

Later, when she saw so many people burying this poem, she was scolded for being a dog, and she was directly scolded as a dog.

Now, it is finally possible to prove that her idea is not wrong, and she is not unhappy!

When Zhong Congrui's mother heard this, she was slightly stunned, and then her face was full of disbelief. If others said this, she would definitely only sneer, but how could she dare to do this from her father-in-law's mouth?

You know, my father-in-law is a master of poetry. Even those from the Poetry Association are here, and if you want to say politely, you don’t even deserve to carry your shoes!

However, Wen Yu wrote countless people who are recognized as the most famous poem on the Chinese Valentine's Day in the ages. At present, is it possible to be surpassed by a latecomer? And it was the era they lived in, but weren't those times when the poems were extremely brilliant?

"Great grandpa, please help me. Quickly write a Weibo post to clarify. These people are so hateful. The author clearly wrote such good poems, but he just wanted to constantly belittle him and even entrust a book!"

At this time, Zhong Congrui's face was full of joy. While taking out her cell phone, she spoke to her grandfather, and naturally she knew her grandfather's identity.

Although it has faded out for many years, as long as my grandfather comes forward, these rumors will definitely be self-defeating.

Compared with the authority of those poetry associations, my grandfather's authority is stronger than them. It can be said that my grandfather's side is the genuine one, and the people from the poetry association are at most imitated.
Chapter completed!