There are the latest news every day.

If you hide at home for a week and don’t go out, maybe you have already opened a chain brand downstairs that you haven’t heard of before.

This is an exaggeration, but the ever-changing development makes people have to take the initiative to catch up.

Many things are just a smile, and few things can leave a deep impression on their minds.

Unless you see it many times, or it is related to yourself.

Misty poetry is like a gust of wind.

Scraped over.

It will probably blow off some fallen leaves, that's all.

"Sorry, your mobile phone chip has been damaged. Maybe it was broken and then water was injected."

Xue Yian sighed, then turned around and left.

There is a very important information about her. She has been writing songs for three years, and every sentence in them is in line with a story.

Even if she could hum that song at will, some of the stories in it were found online, and some of them were real stories in reality.

If you throw it away, it will be really hard to get it back.

Although his career has improved a lot recently, he ushered in his first appearance in his life the day after tomorrow. It is said that he sold 30,000 tickets for the concert.

As a junior guest, she sang on the same stage with her seniors, and this kind of opportunity is rare.

But the rumors spread around her made her unable to accept them.

Just last night, a boy who was interested in her heard this rumor. He often asked about Hanxu, but he was gone.

She was a little confused and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, when passing by a cold drink shop, Xue Yian sat down when he was greedy and clicked on the Comment Network APP.

The music section added to the Jingdian column recently has been much better than before, so she often reads it.

But this time, when entering the APP, there is a small red dot in the message column in the lower right corner.

Generally, people will remind you if you follow the columns or comments you have to reply.

She clicked on the message and found that it was a message sent from the Poetry column.

I didn't plan to read it, but the few words that looked up were eye-catching.

"Reveal the mystery of the founder of Misty Poetry and Gu Cheng for you!"

After Misty Poetry became popular, many people imitated it, but no one could reach the position of Gu Cheng. It was probably well written and the first person was.

But after so long, there was no news about Gu Cheng, and many people have begun to turn their attention to other places.

Xue Yian doesn’t read much poetry, so he pays attention to this column entirely because this column was hosted by a senior sister’s younger brother, so it’s a show of support.

But she was very interested in clicking in and pushing the message.

The words "Gu Cheng" were reflected in the eyes, and a black and white skull was printed next to it, with the caption: "A person who does not exist in this world."

Xue Yian's pupils shrank slightly, and he was obviously scared by this sentence.

"Mo Zhuosi, the moderator of today's poetry comment area, was diagnosed with mental abnormality and had auditory hallucinations."

"He has repeatedly said bluntly that Gu Cheng does not exist in this world, it is just his spiritual phantom."

"After watching the surveillance video, multiple experts confirmed that their symptoms were rare double phantom symptoms. After some risk assessments, they confirmed that they were not threatening to others."

"Genius always coexist with madman, and no one can deny the impact that Misty Poetry brings to us."

"Mo Zhuosi's original words: I can see what you can't see, probably in another world, at least I can see, such as Gu Cheng's works and Bei Dao's works."

"The night gave me black eyes, but I used it to find light" - Gu Cheng

"You did not return as scheduled, this is the meaning of parting." - Beidao

"You have never had insomnia, you have never dreamed." - Mo Zhuosi

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!!!

No one knows who Bei Dao is, but now he knows that Bei Dao is also a nihilated person, just like Gu Cheng.

The last sentence is Mo Zhuosi’s own poem. The editor deliberately puts the poems of the three people together to create an illusion for everyone.

For example, they are all on the same level.

Gu Cheng's poems have long been spread throughout the entire poetry circle, and it can be said that everyone knows it, but because they can't find anyone, the official poetry association can only wait.

The poetry circle has been silent for too long, too long.

They need a genius who can ignite the times, and Gu Cheng is obviously such a character.

Then, after half a month, Gu Cheng was still not found.

"Your mango smoothie!"

"Beauty?"

Xue Yian was stunned for a moment, then looked up and smiled: "Thank you!"

She had already felt storm in her heart. This Mo Zhuosi was her senior sister's younger brother, and it was entirely a subscription for friendship.

But I didn't expect it to be so powerful?

madman?

If she had abnormal mental health, she didn't think of a lunatic at all. She was obviously a genius!

She heard about the story of someone expressing his love with Gu Cheng's works, so she already had a certain favorable impression of the name.

It was hard to accept that Gu Cheng was a false person at once.

Another mental abnormality broke out, as if he wanted to break the original concept of this person and reshape it.

Parallelism of three-line verses.

All three names are different.

Gu Cheng, Bei Dao, Mo Zhuosi.

This is the effect the editor wants. He suddenly raised Mo Zhuosi's status to the same level as Gu Cheng, and then used Bei Dao's appearance to tell everyone that such a genius lived in Mo Zhuosi's mind.

Let’s look at Bei Dao’s poems again.

Let’s look at Mo Zhuosi’s poems again.

The three of them have a completely different style. At this time, everyone seems to be able to understand why they are mentally abnormal.

Because it is impossible for normal people to do this.

"You have never had insomnia, you have never dreamed."

This is the inspiration that Mo Zhuosi suddenly burst out when he thought deeply about the powerlessness of the dreamer.

Insomnia is caused by not being able to sleep. If you can’t sleep, you can’t dream. All this is natural, but if you look closely at this sentence, you can easily understand another truth.

You may have no dreams because of insomnia.

You may also have insomnia because you don’t have dreams.

Xue Yian looked overjoyed and even forgot to drink the cold drink she ordered. She called her senior sister.

"Hey? Sister Zihan?"

Mo Zihan has made up his mind to decide to give her a try to debut, even though she had a big fight with that friend, she is still in a cold war.

But she felt that she should not leave this regret in her life.

At least.

She doesn't want to regret it only when she is thirty.

"Xiao An? What's wrong?" Mo Zihan was very surprised. She heard that Xue Yian had signed into a large company and should be very busy.

"There are two good news to tell you." Xue Yian said excitedly.

Although he was quite busy, Mo Zihan still stopped the work at hand and asked his colleagues to wait for her for a while.

"Yeah, you said!"

"I'm going to be on stage next week. There are 30,000 people in the concert!" Xue Yian said forcibly suppressing his excited tone.

"That's great! You're much better than your senior sister." Mo Zihan said with a smile.

I have been waiting for so many years and have had so many opportunities, but I have never dared to take this step. I didn't expect that my junior is now ahead of me.

"And, it turns out that Sister Zihan's younger brother is so powerful!" Xue Yian couldn't help laughing.

She smiled at the time when Lin Yanzu was exposed by her that day.

Judging from the guy thought he was so powerful, the score was only so small.

"Ah?" Mo Zihan suddenly became dumbfounded.

She has been so busy these two weeks that she has no time to pay attention to other things.
To be continued...