Chapter 456 I still plagiarized poetry after all, and that feels so good
But after Lin Feng finished reading, his smile disappeared and he muttered, "Rain bombs, rain bombs, no wonder..."
"I said Secretary Lin, what are you doing?"
"You should also take a look, what this kid wrote is interesting." Lin Fu casually handed the magazine to his old friend.
"oh?"
The chief surnamed Liu took over the magazine. He was not very interested in science fiction books. "Oh, Weather Weapon, the name is quite interesting."
"This solar weapon is so powerful. It evaporates within a few kilometers?"
"Good guy, you can control earthquakes. This can release electric charges and other things, and it can also make thunder. This is really a combination of male and female, which can summon wind, rain, thunder and lightning." Chief Liu surnamed patted the table. "Good boy, if the national army had this at that time,
We don’t have to fight anymore.”
Don't tell me, this person really doesn't feel too relieved to say it. After all, it is of no practical use. "What?"
"Rain bombs, I saw them on a document."
"Are these things really possible?"
At this time, Chief Liu couldn't sit still. He was joking. If these weapons really existed, this war would be a fart. "I don't know anything else, rain bombs do exist. North Vietnam always used them during the war.
The United States has always invested in this stuff."
"Go and get this boy."
"Don't scare the child. Xiao Zhao just stopped talking about it. There will be an artificial rain enhancement experiment on Sunday. I'll meet the child then."
"But I can't wait. If you don't understand this thing, how can I fall asleep?" As he said this, he called for Li Anle to be arrested and asked.
"You are still the same old temper."
"Why, whose family is this kid from?"
The leader surnamed Liu was not stupid, and when he saw Lin Fu, he seemed to have something to say.
"Come to think of it..."
Lin Fu just said that Li Anle and Han Rongrong have a good relationship.
"The son-in-law of the Han family."
"This is really troublesome. I'm not afraid of his surname being Han."
Lin Fang looked at his old friend and said with a smile. "Xiao Zhao, please consult experts in this field and see what everyone thinks about weather weapons."
"Secretary Lin, I'll do it right away."
Li Anle still doesn't know yet, but he just casually made up a science fiction piece, and the influence is spreading bit by bit.
"It's your turn."
"knew."
"is that OK?"
"without."
Li Anle smiled and said that he had practiced guitar a little in the Xueba courtyard for the past two days, but he was still not sure about the music he would play, whether he wanted to sing or just play a song.
"Forget it, just hum."
Let’s play an English song. Li Anle is going to hum the tune and pronounce the lyrics a bit, so that he won’t be caught. Who wants future generations to sing songs that are either about love or love or enjoying life? It’s really not easy to sing.
"It's Senior Li."
Not to mention that Li Anle has been in the limelight recently, first with the Wubi Input Method, which has not completely passed, and then with the meteorological weapon, the popularity remains high, and he once became a star figure in the 1977 and 1978 classes.
I don’t know much about the guitar on site. After all, it’s really rare in rural areas, and not many are seen in the city now. Fortunately, there are popular science people, and everyone soon knows that this is a guitar, and Li Anle plays it very well.
Just humming the lyrics made everyone feel a little confused.
"It sounds pretty good, but I can't understand it a bit."
"Yeah, the music is pretty good."
Not to mention that there are some musicians who are good at playing without makeup. It’s not that they don’t learn violin or piano. They still know whether the music is good or bad. Finally, it was done. Li Anle breathed a sigh of relief. You can’t help but talk about how many popular songs you know. There aren’t many.
This song can be sung at this time.
Love, love, love is not good, and inspirational songs are too popular, so I can only pass it by. Next time, I would rather move the piano, no, play the mouth organ, or copy a few poems.
"Classmate Anle."
"Don't get off yet."
"What's wrong?"
"There's something wrong with the show down there."
"No, senior sister, I just finished my performance."
This means that I have to stand up for myself. Who is so unreliable?
"What program?"
"Poetry readings."
Good guy, Li Anle was speechless. "Why don't we forget about it and just end it."
"But the program list has been posted."
"Just find someone."
"Isn't that why everyone is calling you? Your performance was very good just now."
This was a case of arresting someone, and Li Anle wondered if the classmate who was performing was the one who was kicked out.
"Fine."
Li Anle muttered, but for a moment he didn't know what poem to recite. "Senior sister, whose poem should you recite?"
"Shu Ting."
"Shu Ting?"
Li Anle muttered, only to remember that he forgot to ask which song when he got on stage. "I'm coming up again."
"Hahaha."
"I just sang a song for everyone. People said that my pronunciation was unclear. I don't accept this. Let's do this. I will recite a poem for everyone." After speaking, Li Anle said directly, "Plagiarize, Haizi, write a poem to break your relationship."
I'll plagiarize your idea first, for the purpose of curing diseases and saving people.
"Be a happy man from tomorrow on
…………
…………
I have a house facing the sea and the flowers are blooming in spring.
……….”
Damn it, Li Anle is a little confused, forgetting that there is a bit of love and love behind this poem, and lovers will eventually get married.
I originally wanted to change it to become brother and sister, but in the end I decided not to change it, so having lovers is not too far-fetched.
"Whose poem is this? It's so well written."
"This is the first time I heard it. Why is such a good poem not published in the Star Poetry Magazine?"
"Yes, what a beautiful poem."
Of course, there are also some who feel that it is not very good, it is too vulgar, the wording has no allusions, it does not mean much, and it just faces the sea.
"its not bad, right."
"You wrote it?"
"Ah, this doesn't count."
Li Anle said, "I recited it when I was in school."
"Tch, who are you kidding?"
Han Rongrong pouted. "Did you write this when you bought the villa?"
"Ah, this is it."
It really faces the sea. I have a villa. Li Anle muttered, forget it. He didn't bother to explain. Besides, he had already copied it. Could it be that it was written by Haizi? It was impossible.
"Classmate Anle, do you mean that the poem you recited just now was written by you yourself?"
"Write whatever you want, write whatever you want, just so-so."
"pretty good."
"Yeah, it's pretty good."
"Time is tight, just write whatever you want."
Li Anle said with a smile, Han Rongrong glanced at it, this guy may have written it already in Hong Kong Island, and he was showing off, but Han Rongrong had no intention of exposing Li Anle.
"Did you really write it?"
"With a little poem, I can still deceive people."
Li Anle said to her heart that this senior cousin is not cute at all. It's a pity that she doesn't have any Anju at hand now. Otherwise, she would put a cloth bag on her and beat her so hard that she wouldn't be able to get out of bed for three days. She is a naughty child and needs to be beaten.
"This poem is very well written."
Yao Xiaoxiao muttered, the evaluation of this poem was average, men thought it was okay, average, girls liked it quite a lot, and some people were thinking of going to the beach sometime.
"Would you like to go to Hong Kong Island during the winter vacation?" Han Rongrong asked quietly.
"Let's go on, I can't say for sure now."
Li Anle is not sure whether to go to Hong Kong Island.
Rongan Electronics is developing very well now. If the four-inch production line is not solved, I might really have to go there.
"oh."
"Over there at the villa, Aunt Qin should have no problem keeping an eye on her."
"I'm not worried about that."
In addition to Qin Ke and Zhou Jiang, Li Anle was watching on Hong Kong Island. Uncle Wu really only introduced Brother Zhou and the two of them. It would be great to introduce a few more and he didn't lack the salary.
"Classmate Anle."
"Can you sign your name for me?"
"certainly."
There were still signatures, so Li Anle took the pen and signed his name.
"Classmate Anle, your handwriting is really good."
"No, so-so."
"Third in the country."
Han Rongrong muttered, Li Anle smiled, you still understand me, Han Rongrong snorted, it was really shameless. "My mother wants to treat my uncle and aunt to a meal."
"Ah, this is fine."
"Don't think too much about it."
"No, I didn't think about anything."
Li Anle muttered, "I really shouldn't treat you to dinner. My mother usually takes care of you. It's a pity that my grandparents and aunt have to go back early."
"Sunday night, right?"
"I'll tell my mother later."
"By the way, uncle, did aunty say when will you go back?"
"We have to wait for the base to get on the right track," Li Anle said. "My dad is helping me screen employees at the base. I'm afraid he will have to go back after this work is completed."
"How nice it would be for uncle and aunt to stay in the capital."
"Who says it isn't?"
Li Anle is helpless and unwilling. He has no friends or acquaintances in the main capital. Unlike himself who has a bunch of classmates to show off, he now has a group of elementary school girls and so on. Life is very interesting.
"But let them do it."
"Well, I don't expect them to make money, just be safe, healthy and happy."
Li Anle's tone, "good guy," Han Rongrong didn't know how to answer. It seemed better to speak to an elder. This is a parent, a son or a daughter. Li Anle felt there was nothing wrong with him. His mental age was two lifetimes plus one dollar and thirty.
.
He is older than his parents. On the surface, we are parents and sons. In private, we are brothers and sisters. I am still the eldest brother. The eldest brother is like father. Rounding it all off, I am the same generation as my grandfather. This can be said.
.
"Let's go and eat."
"Hey, have you brought a pen?"
"I brought it, what happened?"
"Lend it to me."
Li Anle forgot to bring a pen. "I'm afraid a lot of people are going to ask me for autographs soon. Tell me what happened. I said I didn't want to perform. My senior actually gave me two shows in the end. It was really tiring."
It’s killing me.”
"I'm very happy to see you."
"Isn't this just for the show? I got cramps from laughing and won't be able to recover for a while."
You are so thick-skinned that not even the city walls dare to compare with you. Han Rongrong slapped the pen to Li Anle. "Be careful with it. My grandpa gave it to me."
"Oh, don't worry, I will be more careful."
"This piece has quite a history. Speaking of which, it was given to my grandfather by someone else."
"who?"
"leader."
Good guy, Li Anle packed the pen carefully. "I will buy a box later and put it in it. I would be too embarrassed to accept this thing even if it was given to me."
"hehe."
"It's a beautiful thought."
"Well, can I trade you the item for the assembly?"
"No change."
Han Rongrong snorted. This pen was made in England in the 1950s. Grandpa Peng got it from the battlefield in the 1950s. After that, it passed through the hands of his grandfather several times and he got it by acting coquettishly.
