Chapter 684

Seeing that Jia Qianqian claimed to have new poems, the netizens in the live broadcast room began to lose hope.

After all, the first two really refreshed the three views of netizens, how good can the third one be?!

However, just when netizens lowered their expectations, Jia Qianqian gave everyone a rare surprise this time.

"The third one is my new poem 'The Sea'… ah no… 'Diving into the Sea'."

When Jia Qianqian read the title, she stuttered rarely.

The netizens in the live broadcast room also thought she was just slipping her tongue for a moment and didn't pay much attention.

Only Ye Xuan on the opposite side caught a glimpse of Jia Qianqian's flickering eyes at this time, and her expression seemed to carry a trace of reluctance.

Squinting his eyes slightly, the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth slowly hooked into an arc.

It seems that this poem is a bit wrong.

Jia Qianqian obviously hid something.

Jia Qianqian on the opposite side didn't know at all that her stuttering just now had already revealed most of the truth.

At this moment, she pursed her lips tightly and recited this poem written by someone else slowly.

It's just that, compared to the emotional recitation of the first two, her expression was obviously not as engaged as the beginning, and even her tone was much stiffer.

"I dive into the seabed to see the sea

Not to melt my soul into the vast sea…"

Halfway through, Jia Qianqian suddenly slowed down the rhythm, and her emotions became full again.

"Just want to use the body of water

To snuggle in your surging arms

In the name of love and freedom

The tide that never stops day and night"

However, as soon as Jia Qianqian finished reciting, Jia Pingwa in front of the screen changed his expression suddenly, and his brows frowned immediately.

As early as when Jia Qianqian recited the poem title, Jia Pingwa had already reacted at the first time.

It seems that his daughter obviously realized the fact that she was not as good as Ye Xuan, so she adopted Jia Pingwa's suggestion and used a poem written by someone else.

And the author of this poem is a famous big shot in the poetry scene, a generation of poetry expert Wang Anhe.

You know, Wang Anhe has long become a leader in the Chinese poetry scene.

Now he is willing to write such a poem, still for the sake of Jia Pingwa.

Logically speaking, seeing Jia Qianqian take out a ghostwritten poem, Jia Pingwa should have felt relieved.

After all, with an old friend's level, at least it can ensure that Jia Qianqian will not lose too miserably.

But unexpectedly, Jia Qianqian actually took the initiative to change other people's poems alive!

Sure enough, not long after, Jia Pingwa's phone rang.

Seeing the name on the caller ID, Jia Pingwa showed a bitter smile.

As soon as he pressed the answer button, he was greeted by the thunderous voice on the opposite side.

"Old Jia, what is going on? It's fine if you let me ghostwrite for your daughter…"

"But what is the situation with her changing my poem for no reason?"

Jia Pingwa squeezed out a smile and hurriedly apologized to his old friend.

"Old Wang, I didn't expect this either. I apologize to you for my daughter…"

On this side, Jia Pingwa was still saying sorry to his old friend, while on the other side, Jia Qianqian had already raised her neck, ready to welcome everyone's praise.

But when her gaze fell on the live broadcast room, her brows immediately stood up.

"Speaking of which, the first few sentences are quite good, why does the style change suddenly in the last two sentences?"

"Am I the only one who thought crookedly? Especially the last two sentences…"

"I feel that this Ms. Jia Qianqian is inconsistent!"

"It turns out she doesn't walk the shit and urine literature anymore, is she starting to walk the erotic literature route now?"

"I don't understand, but I am greatly shocked!"

"Oh my god, today is truly an eye-opening day, I feel I can also be a great writer!"

Ye Xuan on the opposite side, seeing Jia Qianqian's completely different attitude towards the same poem, had already guessed something.

Jia Qianqian was obviously not that familiar with this poem, otherwise she wouldn't have read the title wrong at the beginning.

Reading the first half was clearly a dry tone, but only when reciting the last two sentences, the tone was like a different person.

It seems that only the last two sentences were written by Jia Qianqian herself, and the rest are probably ghostwritten by others.

Thinking of this, Ye Xuan suddenly asked.

"Ms. Jia, when and where did you write this poem?!"

Once the question came out, Jia Qianqian stiffened, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

This poem was not written by her at all, how would she know when it was completed?

But after all, under the eyes of everyone, she gritted her teeth and said casually.

"Last year, I guess… by the sea."

Jia Qianqian originally thought this casual fabrication could make Ye Xuan stop asking questions.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xuan's next question immediately made Jia Qianqian fall into a state of darkness.

"I remember Ms. Jia mentioned in an interview that she couldn't swim, so how did she suddenly learn to dive?"

Once the voice came out, the barrage in the live broadcast room, which had been swiping fast just now, also quieted down.

Countless netizens behind the screen obviously keenly smelled something wrong from this question.

Good guy.

If Jia Qianqian couldn't swim at all, then this poem about diving—

How could it be completed by Jia Qianqian?

"Damn, did I discover a shocking secret!"

"Could it be that she wrote it in a dream?"

"In other words, this is ghostwritten?!"

Being exposed by Ye Xuan in an almost public way about her secret of finding someone to ghostwrite, Jia Qianqian's expression was obviously much more panicked.

In fear, she didn't have time to use her brain and blurted out.

"It has nothing to do with me, my dad asked me to…"

Halfway through the words, Jia Qianqian obviously realized what she shouldn't have said, and her face turned pale.

And the live broadcast room also exploded with her words.

It turns out that this poem was really not written by Jia Qianqian.

It was Jia Pingwa who found someone to ghostwrite it for her?!