"Travel the world? Hmph... You wish."
Zhou Changgui murmured, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes: "Even if it's about traveling the world, it should be me."
He crumpled the note and stuffed it into his pocket, muttered a few words to himself, then went to buy another piece of paper and rewrote "Facing the Sea, with Spring Blossoms" on it.
Only the line "feeding horses, chopping wood, and traveling the world" was slightly modified, and the other lines were also slightly altered.
After finishing writing, Zhou Changgui looked at the revised poem on the paper, smiled smugly, and turned to walk towards the newspaper office.
Xinhua News Agency.
The newspaper's editor-in-chief was fretting about what was missing from tomorrow morning's publication. Just as he was about to go outside to see if there was any material to report, he bumped into Zhou Changgui, who had come to the newspaper office.
"Oh, isn't this Teacher Zhou?"
The newspaper had published many of Zhou Changgui's poems before, and the editor-in-chief was an old acquaintance of Zhou Changgui. He recognized Zhou Changgui at a glance.
He smiled and looked Zhou Changgui up and down, saying, "What brings you here? You always call first before, why didn't you call today?"
Zhou Changgui laughed as well: "Didn't I write a new poem and send it to you as soon as possible?"
Upon hearing this, the editor-in-chief's eyes immediately lit up.
He was just worried that he would be missing a section when he sent out the newspaper tomorrow, so he was overjoyed to hear Zhou Changgui's words.
"Oh? What are you doing standing at the door? Come in and have a cup of tea." He excitedly stretched out his hand, inviting Zhou Changgui to come in.
After entering, Zhou Changgui didn't say anything else. He handed the newly written, slightly altered version of "Facing the Sea, with Spring Blossoms" to the editor-in-chief and took a sip of the hot tea on the table.
The editor-in-chief quickly took it, glanced at it, and immediately beamed with joy.
"Great! This poem is wonderful! It's clear at a glance that you put a lot of thought into it, Professor Zhou. Look at the last line, it really brings out the feeling!"
The editor-in-chief used to flatter Zhou Changgui, but now he's doing it even more blatantly.
Zhou Changgui was fond of this kind of thing, and hearing the editor-in-chief's praise made him feel warm and fuzzy inside, and his heart soared.
He chuckled and said, "It's nothing, just a sudden inspiration from a few days ago."
"Hey! Professor Zhou, please don't say that. Do you think others don't know your talent? You're a poet of some renown now, so don't always be so modest!"
The editor-in-chief stood up with a smile, slightly bowing, and said to Zhou Changgui, "I'll have them publish it in tomorrow morning's newspaper right away. I trust Professor Zhou's abilities and my judgment; this poem will definitely make you famous!"
After saying that, the editor-in-chief couldn't wait to take the poem and leave the reception room, where he busied himself on the other side of the door.
Watching the editor-in-chief's busy figure, a cold glint flashed in Zhou Changgui's eyes. He picked up his teacup and took another sip.
Becoming famous?
He looked down at the few tea leaves in the teacup, feeling quite uneasy.
He had published quite a few works before, but none of them had ever earned such high praise from the editor-in-chief.
Unfortunately, this song was all thanks to that kid Jiang Sheng, and that alone was enough to make Zhou Changgui feel annoyed.
But the thought that after today, his name, Zhou Changgui, would be sung by everyone tomorrow morning, and that everyone would be full of praise for him, made his frustration dissipate considerably.
Even the tea in my mouth seemed to taste much sweeter.
...
The newspapers were distributed early the next morning.
In a very prominent place in the newspaper, the poem "Facing the Sea, with Spring Blossoms in Full Bloom" was published!
However, the poem was not signed by Jiang Sheng, but by Zhou Changgui!
In no time, almost everyone in the city who bought newspapers saw the published poem and their eyes lit up.
"This poem is really good. Look at this line, 'Facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming,' it's so interesting, so very interesting."
"Starting tomorrow, I will be a happy person, feeding horses, chopping wood, and traveling around the world...tsk tsk."
"I think the following sentence is better: Starting tomorrow, I will take care of the fields and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea, where spring is warm and flowers bloom."
"I also think this sentence is better! But I don't know why, it just feels a bit strange, but I can't quite put my finger on it. It feels like it's not quite complete."
"I think you're just guessing. The author didn't even indicate it, so it definitely hasn't been downloaded."
"Speaking of which, why does this author's name look so familiar?"
The word spread quickly.
With the help of newsboys, the radio station soon received the new newspaper as well.
Zhao Xuehui has always loved poetry, and she reads every issue of newspapers and magazines.
When she saw the poem that was so familiar, her beautiful eyes widened and her hand gripping the newspaper turned white.
"Isn't this my younger brother's poem?"
She could see clearly that even though a few words had been changed, the poem was still Jiang Sheng's overall work.
But at this moment, the name that was signed after the poem was not Jiang Sheng, but Zhou Changgui, who kept saying that he would guide Jiang Sheng!
Zhao Xuehui was trembling all over and had no time to think about anything else. She decided to put down what she was doing and go to the school to find Zhou Changgui and ask him for an explanation.
The people at the broadcasting station saw Zhao Xuehui hurriedly leave her seat, completely unaware of what had happened.
Meanwhile, Zhou Changgui was leisurely strolling outside with his hands behind his back. Whenever he saw someone holding a newspaper, he couldn't help but glance at that person a few more times.
Along the way, he had seen many people holding today's newspaper, and many of them looked at him with admiration.
He thoroughly enjoyed that gaze, and even though the sky was overcast and there was no sunlight, he felt warm and comfortable all over.
However, the excitement didn't last long before a familiar voice, accompanied by a roar, suddenly came from behind.
"Zhou Changgui!! You come out here!"
This shout drew the attention of many people.
Zhou Changgui also saw Zhao Xuehui suddenly appear at the door and call his name. Startled, he thought to himself that something was wrong and rushed over to pull Zhao Xuehui aside.
"Can't you just call me if you need something? Why did you come to the school so early in the morning?"
As Zhou Changgui pulled Zhao Xuehui to a tree, he kept an eye out for anyone noticing them, his expression rather unpleasant.
How can he save face if he's called by his full name in front of so many people?
For a moment, Zhou Changgui couldn't help but feel resentful towards Zhao Xuehui's impulsiveness, thinking she was extremely reckless.
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