"Actually, the song I gave you before was not a masterpiece of Brother Zuo, it was just a shield."

Xia Junnan looked at Luo Yuqing with clear eyes and said.

"What?" Luo Yuqing widened her watery eyes in surprise, feeling incredible but reasonable.

She had suspected more than once before that it was unlikely that Zuoban now thinks that her intuition is right.

"So, who is the real author? Why should Mr. Zuo be used as a shield?"

Luo Yuqing asked curiously.

"It's me far away from the sky and near in front of me!" Xia Junnan spread his hands and said the answer directly.

"Hey, it's time now, why are you kidding? Why don't you tell me who it is?" Obviously Luo Yuqing didn't believe it was Xia Junnan even more.

It is impossible for a man in his forties on the left bank, and it is even more impossible for Xia Junnan, a man in his early twenties.

"I'm not kidding. Why am I still selling this for now?"

Xia Junnan was helpless, but he didn't expect that the other party would not believe the truth!

"Miss Yuqing, what he said is true. Before, he was afraid that Mr. Junnan's evil behavior would cause unnecessary trouble, so he said it was my help. It seems normal!"

Zuoban also explained seriously.

It was only then that Luo Yuqing felt that it was true, but she still couldn't believe it.

"No, this is impossible. I have never heard of this in the entire Chinese history. A person writes two poems in a short time, and also has a fire song."

"But he is just a man in his early twenties! He was still an unemployed vagrant before!"

Xia Junnan knew that this was beyond Luo Yuqing's cognition, so he began to explain.

"Actually, you are right to say that. The real situation is this. Whenever I think of a work, I dream of a powerful poet or expert giving me the content at night."

"Ah! This!..."

Faced with such an explanation, Luo Yuqing really doesn’t know what to say, she can only say that this is metaphysics!

Her reaction was almost the same as that of Zuoban and a group of literary giants at that time. She felt that this reason was very perfunctory, which was indeed beyond her perception.

Zuoban on the side had an expected expression. Who wouldn't be surprised by this reason? So far, Xia Junnan's poem has to take up one.

"Then, are you the two authors in the Poetry Competition?" The main reason is that the two pseudonyms are so similar to Xia Junnan's two online names when she rented the house, she had to doubt it.

"Those two are not me, I don't know each other!" Xia Junnan immediately denied.

This is why Xia Junnan wants to explain first. He is afraid that the Left Bank will be dragged out in full. It is not that he is unwilling to confess, but that he thinks it is better to leave some room for something to prevent other situations in the future.

Zuoan nodded in cooperation when he saw him saying this: "That's right, these two authors are very mysterious. You can't find out the specific situation. I don't know who it is!"

"Will that be like him, a poet in his dream appeared?" Luo Yuqing looked straight at Xia Junnan.

"I really don't know, but the world is so big and strange, right? Nothing is easy to say."

Xia Junnan raised his eyelids and said with some guilt.

"Okay, since that's the case, can you prove it? Can you write a poem now?" Luo Yuqing suddenly had a whim. If he really dreamed in a dream like he said, then there might be more than one or two poems?

"Miss Yuqing, you are making things difficult for Mr. Junnan! No matter what, it is too difficult to write poetry on the spot," Zuo An said.

Luo Yuqing put her hands in the pocket of the cartoon sweatshirt she was wearing, and looked at Xia Junnan with a smile, indicating that she was waiting for the answer.

"Okay, then I'll prove it, read a poem I've dreamed of in my dreams."

After Xia Junnan's answer, Zuo An became curious, thinking that the two poems in the poetry competition and the two poems that Luo Yuqing sang before were already four poems. This is a work that has broken the poetry world for many years.

Poetry records.

Xia Junnan calmed down his emotions and calmly spoke from his mouth: "It's summer now, I'll give you a description of the scenery of summer, let's take a season!"

"The spring eyes are silent and cherish the fine flow, and the tree shade shines on the water and loves the softness of the sun. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has stood on its head."

The spring is silent because it is reluctant to let go of the fine water flow. The shade reflects the water surface, which is the softness of the sunny day and the wind. The delicate little lotus leaves have just exposed their pointed corners from the water surface, and a naughty little dragonfly has stood on it.

This scene immediately appeared in the minds of the two present. It was so vivid, just like what they saw in front of them.

"How is it? Let's believe it now!"

Even though Zuoan has been in contact with Xia Junnan for a while, he is still shocked when he hears this poem that blurts out without thinking.

"Mr. Junnan! That's amazing!"

Luo Yuqing was also very surprised. She didn't expect that the other party could recite such a poem at will.

This poem that can make people feel immersed in quickly seems simple, but in fact, every word is difficult to consider. If the description is slightly different, the artistic conception will be greatly reduced.

But the landlord of this kind of poem did blurt out. Is this really written by the poet I met in my dream? Or... or...

A thought that she thought was incredible suddenly appeared in Luo Yuqing's heart. Could these poems be written by Xia Junnan herself? It was just too evil that she said it was because of her dream adventure.

If this is true, we can understand that the other party uses such mysterious reasons to make excuses. This level is probably captured by the state and used as a guinea pig for experiments!

But in a blink of an eye, she shook her head again, still not thinking about so much, no matter how much she guessed, there would be no result. Let's discuss how to survive the crisis in front of her.

"Okay, I believe you for the time being. In this case, it seems that our future works will not be worrying!"

"But what should I do if the storm caused by Zhang Yaoyao?" Luo Yuqing picked up her phone and looked at the situation. Now everyone is calling out for them to speak out.

What's more, it's a default.

"I think someone might help us at this time."

"who?"

"who?"

Zuoan and Luo Yuqing looked at Xia Junnan and asked.

"Yuqing, do you still remember my cousin? He must be willing to ask him for help." Xia Junnan smiled with a tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Of course I remember, didn't he say he lives next door?" Luo Yuqing was very dissatisfied when she thought of the uninvited guest. In her opinion, the one who had ulterior motives was too obvious.

"Hey, what important thing happened again when I was not here?" Zuoban looked at them curiously.

Xia Junnan told Zuoan about Lu Mingyuan's previous visit.

"What? Water City Lu Family! You actually have such a deep connection with such a family!"

"Brother Junnan, I'm not in vain for my life when I know you!" Zuoban was so excited that he almost hugged Xia Junnan, and directly changed the opening and called out his brother.

"I didn't expect that I casually made excuses from others that I said it was good to have a relationship with your family, but now it's half true!"

"Shuicheng Lu family! I know you now and it's because I have something to do with the Watercheng Lu family!"
Chapter completed!