Live Streaming of Poetry Writing Shocked the World

Traveling through a parallel world in a cultural desert, Lin Chuan, a Ph. D. In the Chinese Department, was dumbfounded. There is no Li Bai, Du Fu, or Su Shi Nalan here, but you want me, a fresh graduate, to be a 996 cow? Sorry, whoever falls in love with this class will be added! I chose to open the live broadcast room and rely on the wisdom of my ancestors to "cheat and drink". The lovelorn eldest brother paints a rocket, and I give him a poem in return: "If life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind paint a fan sadly?" As an entrepreneurial boss painted a sports car, I took up my pen and wrote: "There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the clouds and sails will sail directly across the sea." I thought I was just making a living, but unexpectedly my poem became a hit overnight. From hundreds of people watching to hundreds of millions of fans, from domestic hot searches to global sensation. Until one day, a special ID entered the live broadcast room and told a story about war and peace in blunt Chinese... I paused with my pen and wrote: "The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir's dream." The next day, the official website of the United Nations forwarded my live broadcast screen recording.