Seeing that Xu Lili's face was not very good, Cao Zhenhai crossed his legs and said lightly:

"What's wrong? Isn't have enough money? I'll add some more."

"It's not about money, that person named Lin Jiang has responded to us."

"Oh, the movement is quite fast." Cao Zhenhai said with a smile: "What did he say."

"He said that the song "Will Enter the Wine" has a second paragraph. If we can tell the second paragraph, he admits it was plagiarism."

The three of them were stunned and their faces were a little unnatural.

"Brother Cao, what should I do now? We don't know what the second paragraph is." Wang Xinda said.

Cao Zhenhai's face was also ugly. He never thought that Lin Jiang would turn the blame on himself so quickly.

The poem "About Wine" is a quatrain on earth. With the level of Cao Zhenhai and others, he can't write a poem of this level at all. How can he follow the second paragraph?

"Don't worry, let's see what netizens say. We already have the advantage of public opinion, so no one will pay attention to him."

Xu Lili nodded and took out her cell phone.

When I saw the comments on the hot searches, I felt that I was in a bad mood.

"The plagiarists finally came out to respond!"

"Teacher Wang, let the second paragraph be released and hit him in the face, so that he can walk peacefully!"

"Don't give him a chance. A plagiar dared to respond openly, and he looked like he was taken for granted. I really can't stand it!"

"Come on, Teacher Wang, this poem is written so well, and we are also looking forward to what the second paragraph of "Ask to Wine" looks like."

Seeing the messages in the hot searches, Cao Zhenhai was in a bad mood.

I only listened to the first paragraph at that time, but who knows what the second paragraph is!

"Brother Cao, what should we do now? If we don't release the second paragraph of "Jiangjinjiu" in a short period of time, the public opinion on Weibo will turn against you."

Xu Lili’s words are not without reason.

Since Wang Xinda is the original work of "Jiangjinjiu", he naturally holds the second poem in his hand.

Now that the plagiarists have already spoken, as long as they reveal the second paragraph and admit that they are the plagiarists, there is no room for hesitation.

Just let it go directly.

Just as Xu Lili said, if the second poem cannot be released in a short period of time, the trend of Weibo public opinion will definitely change!

Someone will definitely doubt themselves!

This is a very difficult question!

"There is nothing to say. Let's think about it now. Each of us think of one sentence, get enough four sentences, and add the second sentence, that's all." Cao Zhenhai said.

"Brother Cao, this may not be that simple." Qiu Huaping said:

"He dares to say that, then he must be holding the second paragraph of the poem in his hand, and he is also the original author. If he releases the second paragraph of the poem, the quality will definitely be better than what we compiled, and it will be easy to show its cover."

"His level is of course high, but our level is not bad. Even if there is a gap, the effect will not be too bad." Cao Zhenhai said:

"And the people on Weibo are all people who follow the trend and have no education. As long as we write more beautifully, we will definitely think that we have written well. Then we will spend money to buy some water army and let them praise our poems and bring rhythm to the point, and this matter will be considered to be alive."

"It makes sense, just do it!"

"Okay, stop being too slow, hurry up and write the second paragraph." Cao Zhenhai said: "The time limit is 30 minutes, and this matter cannot be delayed!"

"knew!"

...

R&F River Bay is located on the riverside of the Central Sea.

Although it is not as good as Gubei No. 1 and Tangchen Yipin, it is also a well-known high-end community. Those who can live here are either rich or noble.

Chen Wan, who had just finished taking a shower, held a white towel and wiped her black hair.

I was wearing a gold-pink silk pajamas, which could be seen from some prominent points.

It should be vacuum inside and nothing is worn.

Sitting on the sofa with a curled legs, a laptop computer on the handrail, showing Lin Jiang’s Weibo.

After clicking on the refresh, Chen Wan unexpectedly discovered that during the time she was taking a shower, Lin Jiang actually responded.

"There is actually a second paragraph in "The Wine"?"

Chen Wan thought about it for a long time and felt it was a bit incredible.

In her opinion, "Will Enter the Wine" is already perfect.

Moreover, at the end of the poem, the momentum has been closed and there is no room for extension. How can I write the second paragraph?

After thinking for a few seconds, Chen Wan smiled mockingly. Perhaps her level was limited and she could not think of any room to play.

But with Lin Jiang's level, it might be possible.

He is just a genius.

Among the young people I have met, there is no one who can compare to him.

...

"Brother Lin, what are you doing just now? Can we help?"

Since getting on the taxi, seeing Lin Jiang holding his cell phone and busy with his own affairs, Xu Nuo didn't have the nerve to ask questions.

Now Lin Jiang is idle and makes a promise with a strong curiosity, wanting to ask what's going on.

"It's not a big deal. I wrote a few poems and posted them online. Some people said I copied it."

"What did you say? You can still write poetry?"

Inside the Land Rover, Xu Nuo and Xu Ying both looked at Lin Jiang with surprise.

It feels a bit unreal.

Especially Xu Ying, her shock was even stronger.

It would be fine if you look great, and you also have extraordinary and bold business vision.

I thought this was his limit, but I didn't expect that I still have literary talent.

This is a bit exaggerated.

"Isn't it just writing a poem? As for looking at me with such eyes?" Lin Jiang said.

"Poetry is not something that ordinary people can write. If you don't have some literary skills, what you write will definitely be like the four-dimensional ones." Xu Nuo said.

"You're just writing nonsense, don't make a fuss." Lin Jiang said with a smile.

I have already responded, and the rest is waiting for the other party to respond.

Xu Ying continued to drive the car and write poetry, saying it was difficult or not, but it was simple or not.

When I was in junior high school, there were boys in the class who wrote poems.

It looked pretty good at that time, but now when I think about it, I feel like it’s just a joke.

I guess what Lin Jiang wrote is at this level.

"Brother Lin, I really convinced you." Xu Nuo said:

"It's the red wine in the bar that is not good to drink, or the girls in the club that are not fun. As a rich second generation, if you don't become a scumbag and you actually play literature, how can you let other rich second generations have a crush on you? The rich second generation's face is lost."

"Just just play around, writing poetry doesn't take time."

"Don't be stingy, take it out and share it, and it will give you a review." Xu Nuo said with a smile.

"You still understand this?"

"I definitely don't understand." Xu Nuo said openly: "But my sister understands. When she was in college, she also studied classical literature, which is much better than me."

"If you want to read it, just go to Weibo." Lin Jiang said: "The Weibo name is Lin Jiang."

"Ok, no problem."

Xu Nuo held his cell phone and looked at it meticulously. After a few seconds, he exclaimed a burst of awe.

"Brother Lin, this poem is well written, it's great."

Xu Ying was a little speechless. As for such a shock?

Xu Nuo was sent abroad after graduating from junior high school. He didn't learn much traditional education in China. Xu Ying did not think that his crazy sister had the ability to appreciate ancient poetry.

"What are you doing when you scream? How much can you understand?" Xu Ying said.

"It's because I can't understand it, so I feel it's amazing. At my level, if I can even understand something, it will definitely not be very good."

Xu Ying was helpless.

Things that you can't understand are good things, what kind of strange logic is this?

"Sister, please click slowly and I will read it to you in turn." Xu Nuo said with interest:

"This poem is called "Inscription on Qingcao Lake in Longyang County""

"The west wind blows the waves of old Dongting. Xiangjun has a lot of white hair all night. After getting drunk, he doesn't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams and the galaxy is pressing down on the sky."
Chapter completed!