"What are you talking about? I feel like I can't get back to it?! What is the Ministry of Culture and what Writers Association? I know Han Han, and I have read his novels, but they don't know me! Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Gu Nan looked at the barrage and said in a little puzzled manner.

Could it be that after I drank the face potion last night, I fell asleep, the entire network became popular all of a sudden!?

"Southern God is too modest and worth learning."

"I recited the poem "Believe in the Future" countless times yesterday, which gave me hope for the future. Stop talking, I'm going to move bricks soon. Goodbye brothers."

"Nan Shen, you actually said that Han Han doesn't know you. I'll be your lifelong fan yesterday!"

"Yes, yes, Han Han probably cried and fainted in the bathroom after hearing this. He admired you very much."

"Don't Nan Shen usually read Weibo? That's right. As a male god, he will definitely spend his time studying."

"Nan Shen, please check it out on Weibo! It's still on the hot search now!"

Gu Nan touched the tip of his nose and felt embarrassed. He played games as soon as he got up. What does it have to do with learning?

"Okay, I'll go and have a look now."

.....

I learned about writing poems on the rooftop yesterday, saving a man who was seeking death. Then the poems I read were copied and posted online by Han Han, and it became popular overnight!!

Gu Nan was also a little scared.

A poem caused such a big sensation.

Is this world so lacking cultural and spiritual food?!

A small poem, although it is great, can actually make the whole of China crazy, which is really crazy!

If I had brought out Li Bai and Du Fu's poems or Mr. Lu Xun's articles, wouldn't it take off directly?

"The silent look of the South God is full of cold desire. I have a reluctance to ask!"

"I also have a reluctant request."

"It seems that Nan Shen really doesn't know that he is popular on the Internet with just one poem."

"Fortunately, I was the first audience. I remember to call me elder brother, do you understand?"

"What's the anchor's real name?"

...

As Han Han's summoning power emerged, more and more people emerged in Gu Nan's live broadcast room, and his popularity suddenly increased from more than 50,000, like a rocket to 800,000.

The number of fans has also increased to more than 100,000.

"You are new audiences, let me introduce myself. My name is Gu Nan, who is taking care of Gu, and Nannan."

Gu Nan responded.

Anyway, it’s nothing to tell your real name, so Gu Nan simply introduced himself to the new friend again.

"Nan Shen, you can't do this. There will be more and more new fans. Do you have to introduce yourself before every time you start the broadcast? It's too troublesome. Why don't we old friends tell them, and just call you Nan Shen?"

"Yes, I agree with both hands."

"I agree with both hands and feet."

"I agree with both hands and three feet."

"??? The car upstairs drove unexpectedly!"

"I am worthy of being you, an online talent."

Gu Nan nodded and smiled and said, "Thank you everyone."

In this way, the name of Gu Nannan was decided.

Gu Nan had no objection to this, after all, only awesome people can be called gods.

Nan Shen = male god, very consistent with his own characteristics.

There is nothing but handsome!!!

Weishen: "Why do you feel like offending?"

Mold God: "I feel deeply the same."

"Or why I will read another poem to you!"

After thinking about it, it was still half an hour away from the live broadcast time required by Douyu, so Gu Nan decided to read another poem to consume the live broadcast time.

At this moment, his live broadcast room has hundreds of thousands of popularity, and it is still rising, and people are constantly pouring in.

"Okay! I came here because of poetry!"

"666! Nan Shen, you actually have poetry!"

“Is it OK to have “Believe in the Future”?”

"Do you think "Believe in the Future" is a bad work? But I believe the quality will definitely not be bad, otherwise the South God would not have taken it out."

[Ding, Post Poetry Task: You have a Story, I have a Poetry: Randomly select an audience, listen to his story, and make a poem that matches this story.]

[Task completion reward: talent is immersive. Immersiveness allows every listener, whether it has been experienced or not, to be integrated into the emotions and situations of the song.]

The voice in my mind ended, and Gu Nan said to the live broadcast room: "Since so many people come to support me, I will write poems in another way. You send 1, and then I randomly draw a lucky audience, and the lucky audience who was drawn tells a story, and then I will write a poem according to your story."

"How about it?"

"Damn, there is such a good thing, I'll deduct 1 immediately."

"Exclusive custom poems, Nan Shen is so awesome!"

“11111111111”

Then, the live broadcast room was full of 1.

About thirty seconds later, Gu Nan chose a water friend named [Ten Wandering Cities]. This nickname is full of stories at first glance, so it is absolutely right to choose him.

"This lucky audience who wanders in ten cities, now you can choose to type out the story, or let us connect to the microphone, tell me." Gu Nan said with a smile.

"Hello, Nan Shen... I... I'm a little excited. The Fei Ke, who has never won the scratch-off for three dollars in his life, was actually selected by Nan Shen one day. I'm a little nervous."

The speaker's voice was trembling.

After ten seconds of silence, he continued:

"The story I told is about a good brother. He has mediocre grades, average appearance, and not tall, but he has a dream of being a host. For this reason, he gets up at six o'clock every day to practice eloquence, and learns about hosts until midnight every day. He really works hard and has been persisting for four years.

With the encouragement of several of our good brothers, he participated in a recruitment for a TV station. We were all waiting for him outside, and then, as we expected, he failed. After all, we all know that the first requirement for being a host is to have a good image. My brother is ordinary and the probability of being hired is too low.

However, when we asked him what the interviewer had taken, do you know what he said? In ten seconds, he recited a thousand-word advertisement. Damn, with such memory, I went to be a host.

My brother was dissatisfied and asked to change the assessment method. Unexpectedly, the examiner was even more over-the-top and actually asked him to make an original poem in Russian. You are not wrong. If you write poems, do you still write poems in Russian. This is the difficulty level of hell.

A few of us brothers were very angry and rushed in and questioned the interviewer why we made things difficult for our brothers. He said, your brother is so ordinary, not tall, and has no use to be a good eloquent person and cannot be a host.

In this way, my brother was depressed for three months. Finally, he gave up his dream and became an ordinary salesman. Nan Shen, I beg you to make a poem to give to me this brother to inspire him."

After hearing this, Gu Nan sighed. No matter which parallel world is in, society is so cruel.

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