“That must be a masterpiece of poetry. Seventh brother, please share it with us.” Wu Peifang also smiled.


    "That poem was written by me to Xiuzhu. Why are you making such a fuss?" Xiang Nan said speechlessly.


    “Oh, you’re still shy. If you don’t want to say it, I’ll ask Sister Xiuzhu to do it.” Wang Yufen said with a smile.


    “That’s right, so what if we listen to it.” Wu Peifang also smiled.


    “I’d better go back to the house.” Xiang Nan turned around and said.


    When everyone saw this, they became more and more curious about the poem.


    ?Wang Yufen immediately called Bai Xiuzhu and asked her to bring the poem over for everyone to see.


    ??Bai Xiuzhu has nothing to do on weekdays, so she comes here every three to five. Now that I was invited, I put down the phone and rushed over in the car.


    “Sister Xiuzhu, show us that poem quickly.” Everyone said impatiently when they saw her coming. ,


    ??Bai Xiuzhu was also happy to be in the limelight, so she immediately took out the poem.


    “I said you are April in the world;


    The sound of laughter lights up the surrounding wind;


    The light spirits dance and change in the brightness of spring.


    …


    You are the flowers blooming on each tree,


    It is the swallow whispering between the beams, - you are love and warmth,


    It is hope, you are April in the world! "


    Jin Runzhi took the poem and recited it emotionally.


    ?Wu Peifang, Jin Minzhi, Mrs. Jin, Jin Meili, etc. all listened attentively, with joyful smiles on their faces. They were all moved by the emotions contained in this poem.


    “Is this really Seventh Brother’s poem?! It’s really well written.” Wu Peifang clapped her hands and laughed.


    “I told you that Lao Qi is not simple, okay, this poem is really good.” Jin Minzhi clapped his hands and smiled.


    “Brother Qi is really talented. Sister Xiuzhu, let me discuss with you whether you can lend me this poem to copy.” Jin Meili requested.


    “That’s right, that’s right. Although poetry is a minor topic, Yanxi’s ability to write such poems is considered an improvement.” Mrs. Jin said after hearing this.


    “Yes, Mom, Lao Qi’s poem is really good.” Jin Runzhi smiled and said, “Sister Xiuzhu, can you let me make a copy? I’ll show it to my friends.”


    ??Bai Xiuzhu loves to be in the limelight, so naturally she will not refuse, so everyone copied a copy.


    …


    "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has been serialized for seven days, and the story is getting better.


    ?The story of Qiu Chuji and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan vs. Zuixianlou is exciting, suspenseful and fascinating, so it has attracted many readers to read it.


    ?This made Pan Shouchen very proud. He thought that buying this novel for 6 yuan per thousand words was indeed a very good deal.


    ?As the popularity of the novel increased, Xiang Nan''s fame also increased, and he gradually became a rising star in the literary world.


    “Brother Qi, you are famous now. My classmates are all asking me about you.” Jin Meili smiled at Xiang Nan.


    "What do you want me to do?" Xiang Nan asked doubtfully.


    “Your novels are good and your poems are so good, so naturally everyone wants to get to know you.” Jin Meili smiled and said, “How about you come with us to visit the park on the weekend.”


    She brought Xiang Nan''s poems and novels to school, and they soon became popular in the school. They don''t particularly like martial arts novels, they just watch them for fun.


    But they all loved the song "You Are April in the World" and thought it was the best love poem they had ever read. After all, they are all young girls at the age of Huaichun, so they all want to meet the author Xiang Nan.


    "That''s not necessary." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said with a smile, "As long as the eggs are delicious, there is no need to look at the chickens that lay them."


    Jin Meili was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Brother Qi, your answer is so wonderful!" "Old Qi, our classmates all agreed after reading your poems. Let''s write more if we have time." Jin Runzhi Also go to Xiangnan Road.


    “Yes, Lao Qi, please write more songs, my friends all like them too.” Jin Minzhi also smiled.


    "You need to be inspired to write poetry. I really don''t have much inspiration recently. I just thought of a sentence..." Xiang Nan smiled.


    “What are you talking about?” Jin Runzhi asked curiously.


    “The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light.” Xiang Nan said.


    ?Jin Minzhi, Jin Runzhi, and Jin Meili were stunned for a moment. They felt that although this was just a sentence, it was full of poetry and endless aftertaste.


    “Isn’t this poetry? This is poetry!” Jin Runzhi said excitedly.


    "Yes, Lao Qi, if this isn''t poetry, those useless and pretentious poems should be called rubbish." Jin Minzhi said with a smile.


    "Okay, if you say it''s called poetry, then let''s call it poetry." Xiang Nan smiled and stopped arguing.


    “Lao Qi, please give this poem a name.” Jin Runzhi said again.


    “Well, let’s call it [a generation].” Xiang Nan thought for a while and said.


    When the three of them heard this, they were stunned again.


    ?This name brings the theme of the entire poem to a new level.


    The previous poem says that although he was born in darkness, he yearns for light, which is his unyielding personal ideal.


    ??But adding this name refers to the tens of millions of people in China today who are enslaved and oppressed, but still unyielding and longing for the bright faith.


    The realm suddenly changed!


    “What a “Generation”.” Jin Minzhi praised.


    There were so many new poems in the past that called for freedom, equality, and light, and they were so eloquent that they could not match the weight of this line of poetry.


    …


    In the following days, "You Are the April Day in the World" and "A Generation" written by Xiang Nan quickly spread in the poetry world.


    ??Many newspapers reprinted it one after another, making young people crazy about it.


    Xiang Nan became famous as a result and became a rising star in the Yanjing poetry circle.


    Many poetry societies sent him invitations, inviting him to participate in their activities and sing poems and essays.


    As Xiang Nan became famous, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" became more and more popular and gradually became a trend.


    The sales of newspapers are rising steadily, and the stories in each issue can arouse discussions among readers.


    There are people talking about "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in teahouses and restaurants, on the streets, in campus book clubs, and even in factories and offices. There are even clever artists who have changed the story into storytelling, drumming, music and lyrics to show off their skills.


    Because of the exciting story, bizarre twists and turns, and constant suspense, every performance can attract a large number of audiences, making "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" more and more popular, and the sales volume of "Beijing Times" has soared to more than 80,000 copies.


    Seeing this, many newspapers also asked Xiang Nan to write articles, hoping that he could serialize them in their newspapers.


    Hang Nan naturally did not refuse this.


    He can write up to 30,000 words a day. The Beijing Times can publish up to 3,000 words in each issue, so Xiang Nan can definitely add a few serials. After all, the more serials he has, the more money he makes.


    ?However, Xiang Nan didn’t want to use up all his free time. After all, he had many things to do besides writing, so in the end he only accepted invitations from three newspapers.


    In this way, I have to write 12,000 words every day. With his hand speed, he can finish it in half a day, and there is still time to allocate freely.


    As his reputation has increased, the manuscript fee has also increased, reaching eight yuan per thousand words. This price is already considered top-notch.