When the sun rises the next day.

In the Literary Morning News, a few big words attracted the attention.

"The hazy poem appears, what exactly is hazy poem called?"

Mo Zhuosi only saw the news after returning to the office and his colleague handed him the newspaper.

It was an unexpected surprise.

Last night, many people were indeed talking about this topic, but he never expected that he could actually go to the Literary Morning Post!

Literary Morning News, as the name suggests, specializes in reporting fresh and interesting stories in the literary world.

Nowadays, there are really few people buying newspapers. Literature Morning News is an official newspaper and still survives tenaciously due to losses every year.

Mo Zhuosi smiled and sighed, "Now Gu Cheng is going to be popular."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Guoqing walked out of the stairs with his bag on his back and joked: "You guy is so famous, Gu Cheng should be your pseudonym, right?"

Everyone looked at Mo Zhuosi in unison.

It's true that the style of this poem is really similar to his style.

But Mo Zhuosi waved his hand and said with a smirk: "It's really not!"

After a sudden burst of surprise, everyone showed a look of surprise!

no?

If they believe that they are empty characters, schizophrenia, they would rather believe that they are Mo Zhuosi's works.

Chen Guoqing glared at this guy. He had guessed the answer. He just tried it.

Sure enough, it's really...

As soon as Mo Zhuosi sat down, before her butt was hot, Fang Feiyu shouted excitedly: "Awesome!"

"What awesome?"

The colleagues next to him also surrounded him. After all, he had not yet entered the work state this morning, and big news broke out last night.

Everyone couldn't help but join in the fun.

It turned out that Fang Feiyu also entered the poetry column program on the computer screen, but he entered the browsing mode.

In the post at 1:00 a.m., Qianmo was shocked.

Qianmo left a message: "I heard a long time ago that someone gave me 6.8 points in Prison. I heard that it was a junior who defeated Wang Dongxue. I was very arrogant. I came here for a walk today and had an unexpected surprise. "Berry Literature" is very interested in Misty Poetry and welcomes submissions."

This is actually an invitation letter.

But if it was an invitation made by Qianmo himself, the nature would be different.

Any new poet who has made his debut will definitely be like God's help if he can be promoted by Qianmo.

After all, Qianmo's status is there, and the fan base is also very large. At present, Mo Zhuosi's hands are still in the anti-harassment mode.

What’s even more interesting is that Qianmo’s comments mentioned the scores of the column comments.

And instead of expressing dissatisfaction as expected, he found it interesting and extended a hand to attract him?

What the hell!

Mo Zhuosi didn't know that he turned on the anti-harassment mode and turned off all the calls to Gu Cheng.

The whole world is looking for Gu Cheng, but he himself cannot feel the atmosphere outside at all.

These misty poems have spread throughout the circle, and Mo Zhuosi's column has now reached 150,000 subscribers.

But no one will question it is fake.

Even if it exceeds 200,000, everyone can accept it because Misty Poetry is too popular.

It became the focus of the topic overnight.

"Teacher Mo, Teacher Mo!" Wang Tingfei smiled and raised her hand and shouted.

Mo Zhuosi looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There is a phone call here to look for you." Wang Tingfei looked at Mo Zhuosi with a smile.

When people used to call Teacher Mo, most of them were joking, but now I really admire them a little.

Mo Zhuosi walked over in surprise, picked up the microphone and asked, "Hello?"

"Is it Mr. Mo Zhuosi?" A sweet and pleasant voice from the phone came from the sweet girl.

"Hmm?" Mo Zhuosi answered calmly.

"That's right. We are from the Xuzhou Poetry Association. Can you help contact Mr. Gu Cheng?"

Mo Zhuosi's eyes were constantly on his face, and he saw several colleagues around him secretly glance at him.

Gu Cheng?

He said in a funny tone: "Sorry, I can't help you."

After saying that, Mo Zhuosi was about to hang up the phone, but the other party shouted anxiously: "Ah, then ask another question!"

"Well, you said?"

Perhaps the other party was very polite and had a nice voice. Mo Zhuosi gave the other party a chance to ask questions.

"Is Mr. Gu Cheng a pseudonym or real name?"

Mo Zhuosi frowned slightly, "Pseudonym!"

With a "bang", I hung up the phone and gave the other party no chance to react.

He was actually not sure, but Bei Dao should be a pseudonym, and Gu Cheng is most likely to be a pseudonym.

Mo Zhuosi looked at Wang Tingfei and explained: "There are also similar calls. If you come to Gu Cheng, you will just turn them off."

"oh!"

Wang Tingfei nodded innocently. She heard that the other party said that he was from the Literary Association, but after all, he was the official representative, so she was embarrassed to just quit.

There was a tingling sound of an elevator.

Everyone looked towards the elevator entrance and a man followed Xu Qingqing's footsteps.

Looking at this situation, everyone immediately thought that there should be new colleagues.

They were led in like this before.

Many people put down their work, and at this time someone muttered, "Xue Yingzhuo?"

Xu Qingqing clapped her hands and said with a smile: "I will introduce you to a new colleague, Xue Yingzhuo, a music expert and critic. He will join our review department in the future and include it in the Music Essential Review Column."

A word awakens the dreamer.

Exquisite comment column?

Maybe it’s because Mo Zhuosi has become too popular recently, and no one expected to talk about other columns.

Chen Guoqing only answered a phone call. He was responsible for the allocation and management of work tasks, but the manager was responsible for personnel matters.

He smiled and said, "Welcome!"

Xue Yingzhuo's eyes swept across everyone, and his eyes fell on a table in the corner.

Because everyone came to welcome him, but that person was still listening to music with his headphones?

Xu Qingqing also noticed Xue Yingzhuo's sight. She shouted with a very ruthless temper: "Mo Zhuosi!"

It's so embarrassing.

As the new colleague just arrived, Mo Zhuosi, as the first moderator of the Jingdian column, should meet with his new colleague, but now he is shaking his body and listening to the song?

"You obviously love me very much, but there is no reason why you can't get the result!"

Mo Zhuosi made the voice louder, which was very exciting!

It was not until someone came over and patted his shoulder that he realized and immediately took off the headphones on one side.

He noticed a stranger standing next to Xu Qingqing, and immediately put his headphones on the desktop, then smiled and said hello.

Xue Yingzhuo can be said to be half a musician. As long as he likes to listen to music, he can chat continuously and has a very good popularity.

But at this moment, Xue Yingzhuo was shocked and was shocked.

"That, your headphone cable?"

Xue Yingzhuo walked over, then twisted Mo Zhuosi's headphone cable with a look of shock. He accidentally glanced at the other party's pocket just now, and then saw that it was empty inside.

That is, this headphone cable is not plugged into anything!!!

How do you listen to music?

Mo Zhuosi's expression froze and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Chapter completed!