Chapter 683

Plum rain season, small lane in Jiangnan, white walls and black tiles, drizzle.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, passersby wandering, clove girl, soul-stirring.

When Ye Xuan's voice fell, countless people in the live broadcast room still hadn't reacted, still immersed in the artistic beauty brought by the rainy lane, unable to extricate themselves.

The sense of imagery in their minds gradually faded, and the barrage in the live broadcast room sprayed out.

"A comparison is simply a world of difference!"

"Thanks to Jia Qianqian, I have the honor to hear this poem by Ye Gouzi!"

"Agree with the front row! Thanks to Jia Qianqian for letting me rub another master poetry class by Ye Gouzi for free!"

"I have one question, when can this poem be published?!"

At the same time, many netizens behind the screen even took out exquisite notebooks at the first time and copied this poem onto the paper.

Full of heart and eyes, all are love for this poem.

And these words of flattery and praise for Ye Xuan were also seen by Jia Qianqian, who was staring at the comment section.

At this moment, the unwillingness in Jia Qianqian's eyes became more and more obvious.

Could it be that she really can't beat Ye Xuan?!

Suddenly, Jia Qianqian remembered the works that Jia Pingwa had stuffed to her before.

Gritting her teeth, the thought of not admitting defeat prevailed, and Jia Qianqian spoke suddenly.

"I have another one."